Chapter 317: The Iron-Blooded Love Song Written by Lanqi
Three days later.
The sky over Kingston was washed clean by a heavy rain.
Today is a rare good day. The sun pushes away the thin clouds on the snow and shines onto the earth, even dispersing the haze.
Although it is still very cold, there is a hint of spring.
The Snowy Arena located on the north side of the city-state has become the focus of today. The marble floor and majestic stone pillars imitate the temple-like structure to form the center of the arena, while the circles of upward-facing stands on the outside make up the overall appearance of this majestic building.
Today, many dignitaries from the Snowfield Province came to the city-state Knights Arena in Kingston City.
It is often used for training within the city-state's knights, competitions held within the city-state, or some large-scale events.
In perfect harmony with today’s weather, the bright morning sunlight shines through the opening at the top and falls on the center of the white tiles of the venue, as if giving this place a sacred blessing.
Early in the morning, many nobles dressed in gorgeous clothes arrived one after another. They sat in the VIP seats high up in the arena, talking and laughing.
At the same time, many residents of Kingston City came to watch this public duel.
As time went on, the arena filled up more and more.
The citizens' discussions and even their anticipation and curiosity about the upcoming competition merged into a relaxed atmosphere, hovering over the entire arena, waiting for the upcoming excitement and excitement.
"Perhaps today's competition will become a good story."
"I heard from Lord Viscount Kingston that the two of them knew each other when they were very young. They met again many years later, but they had to go through such a difficult time."
"Although it was difficult for Mr. Char to win, isn't it precisely the comeback that makes the love story of the boy and girl more touching?"
“…”
In the VIP seats high up, listening to the chattering of these civilians, Viscount Black Bone snorted coldly.
"What beautiful things are, just trample them and that's it."
Originally, when he heard that Char had not been seen in Kingston for three whole days, he thought that Char might have voluntarily given up and ran away.
I didn't expect that Char had already arrived at the players' lounge to prepare today.
It seemed that the two students took him out of the city for special training for three days.
Viscount Blackbone thought it was funny, so he just turned his head and looked at Professor Mechi beside him and asked:
"Professor Mechi, what do you think are the chances of winning this match?"
"Ten to zero."
Mechi still said it with such certainty and absoluteness.
"Hehe, today is a good day. It's a good start for me to take office as governor."
Viscount Blackbone sneered darkly.
He actually hated those two young men and women who seemed to be pretending to be calm.
At that time, in the reception room of Viscount Kingston's house, I felt like I was always watching a show, as if I was looked down upon by him, a kind of contempt of the highest level.
and.
The most important thing is...
It was obvious that the Ghost Party he commissioned could have taken care of that kid Char on the way.
It was most likely that those two guys had intervened and brought Xia to Kingston City! However, the emperor was far away now, and he would soon make these two pay a price in the Snowfield Province.
at the same time.
The other side of the stands.
Viscount Levin Kingston, who was entertaining other dignitaries from the Snowfield Province who came to Kingston City as guests in the VIP seats, followed their gazes and movements and found the two conspicuous figures of Lanqi and Sid sitting in the seats.
Not long after, Viscount Leven Kingston finished greeting the dignitaries around him, and walked towards the place he had been thinking about.
Viscount Leven Kingston sat down beside the two people's seats, looking very tired.
"I'm sorry that I couldn't entertain the two distinguished guests who came all the way from Helrom."
He said to Lanqi and Sid, "I am personally very sorry for letting you have a bad experience as soon as you arrived in Kingston City. Please don't blame Xia and Lilith."
Viscount Leven Kingston bowed his head and apologized sincerely. He didn't seem to mind sitting here and watching with the two of them, and chatting with them like an uncle and the boys and girls next door.
This belated apology was due to his busy work and because he heard from the butler that he had not seen Xia and the other two in the lord's mansion in the past two days.
He himself didn't see where Char went.
"It's okay. We have a good impression of Kingston City. It's just that there may be some lawless elements disrupting the Snowfield Province."
Lanqi said with a smile.
The Viscount of Kingston City is a more easy-going, friendly and reasonable person than expected, as can be seen from his previous constant defense of Char.
Sid sat aside in silence, just supporting his cheek with one hand and looking down at the venue.
In fact, if she wanted to, it would not be difficult to kill all the people in a province. What she was doing now were just minor fights.
“…”
Viscount Leven Kingston was silent for a moment, and took the opportunity to observe the two of them for a while.
Regardless of the apparent status of this young man and woman or the situation in the academy that they were just asked about, their calm aura throughout the day left a deep impression on Viscount Leven Kingston. He believed that these two students were extraordinary.
It’s hard to describe what it felt like, or what evidence there is of the uniqueness of these two individuals.
But Levin could tell one thing—
They are the superiors.
As for the 40 and 60 credits, they must have been made up by the two men to tease Viscount Bonn.
"Could you please tell us about the current situation in the Snowfield Province?"
Lanci took out a notebook from the inside pocket of his suit, pulled out the pen hanging on the side, and began to question Viscount Levin Kingston.
In addition to training Char these days, he has also been investigating. It is a rare opportunity to sit down and question Viscount Levin Kingston and verify the information.
“Ahem.”
Viscount Leven Kingston subconsciously sat up straighter and cleared his throat.
I don't know if it was a conditioned reflex, or because I had just received an investigation team from the imperial capital Helrom some time ago, or maybe the young man in front of me had a unique temperament.
Sid on the side just listened quietly. She naturally knew why Lanqi did not expose the fake Mechi in the lord's mansion in Kingston City.
Although the counterfeit can be exposed immediately, it is undoubtedly a very stupid thing to close the net directly when arriving at a town that is isolated from the news without understanding the information clearly.
Her holy son likes to play the long game and catch the big fish.
"Well, this has to do with a historical issue left over from our Snowfield Province, which is the vacancy of the governor-general position."
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Viscount Leven Kingston sighed and told the two of them...
As a remote province with long-term autonomy, the Snowfield Province has a recognized or tacit agreement:
The appointment of a governor requires the approval of the lords of several city-states.
Since the beginning of this winter, the Ghost Party has become more rampant.
The lords were probably convinced that they could no longer allow criminals to act recklessly.
"But they couldn't agree on the candidate. The local dignitaries all wanted to nominate someone from their family to be the governor. The capable and resourceful people in the imperial capital would not run from Helrom to their Snowfield Province at this time. The lords would not let the incompetent take office, so the situation became deadlocked again."
"It was not until Professor Mechi passed through our Snowfield Province and arrived in Bonn City, where he became friends with Viscount Black Bonn. He was then introduced to several other lords by Viscount Bonn."
Viscount Leven Kingston said this and looked at Lanqi helplessly. He believed that he didn't need to continue speaking, as the two visitors from the imperial capital should have understood.
There is no doubt that Professor Mage does have a certificate from the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic.
Viscount Blackburn used Professor Machiavelli's authority, momentum and connections to win over many powerful people in a short period of time and formed an interest group. Once an interest group is formed, it can begin to squeeze out those who are unwilling to join them. Obviously, Viscount Blackburn wanted to take this opportunity to take up the position of governor himself.
Several other lords may have made their decision, but Viscount Leven Kingston has not yet expressed his opinion.
At present, it seems that Viscount Blackbone may take the opportunity of today's competition to let everyone make a statement about the Governor.
"Have none of you lords ever questioned the authenticity of Mechi's identity?"
Lanqi looked up and asked as he recorded the confession.
"A few days ago, visitors from the Imperial Capital passed through several of our cities and did learn about the recent changes in the Protoss Royal School of Magic. They were very consistent with what Professor Mechi had revealed intentionally or unintentionally. However, even the visitors from the Imperial Capital were not very clear about the details of the school's changes. They only knew that it happened when they had just left the Imperial Capital."
Viscount Leven Kingston looked bitter, shook his head and answered in a low voice.
From then on they dared not offend Professor Mech.
"Understood."
Lanqi nodded. The "visitors from the imperial capital" that Viscount Levin referred to should be the investigation team. However, Viscount Levin Kingston described the investigation team very vaguely, as if there was a gag order and they could not mention it further.
He closed the notebook in his hand.
"I think the Snowfield Province really needs a capable governor."
Lanqi once again picked up the cat boss who had turned into a crying cat head, looked at the venue while thinking, and muttered to himself.
“…”
Viscount Leven Kingston did not understand what Lanci meant by this.
Perhaps Ranchi, who came from the imperial capital Helrom, was indeed dissatisfied with the current situation in their Snowfield Province.
But at the moment, Viscount Levin Kingston is no longer able to look at the big picture and worry about the overall situation.
He didn't even know how Xia would fight Dean today.
He really wanted Char to win.
If Char had won, that would have been good news for Viscount Blackbone, but he wouldn't have been so happy today. It also indirectly showed that Professor Metchie's teaching was just that.
But he didn't see much hope that Char could win...he could only pray for the secret inheritance of the Candice family.
These two friends of Char's accompanied him in training for three full days. This is the power of friendship! The boy who is like a sleeping lion may have the magic of courage. Once awakened by love, he can create miracles! Clang, clang.
As the bell rings, the contestants who have agreed to duel should enter the venue.
finally.
A figure slowly walked out from the entrance near where Lanqi and the others were sitting.
In the shadows, the old iron on the wooden door creaked dully, and the sunlight only illuminated a little unstable dust in the passage.
A figure gradually emerged from the shadows. His dark red and pitch-black chainmail leather was covered in dried blood, which seemed to be mixed with the flesh and blood of countless enemies.
The thick smell of blood even wafted into the audience seats, causing many people to cover their noses in fear and discomfort.
That pale face had a morbid beauty, his eyeliner was deep, the spark in his eyes had long been extinguished, leaving only a pair of dark eyes full of despair and coldness. His swift steps were like drumbeats, and with every beat, the temperature around seemed to drop by several degrees, as if countless wronged souls were hiding under his shadow and reaching out to him.
When Viscount Leven Kingston saw Char reappear, he was stunned for a moment.
Is this... my nephew...? !
(End of this chapter)