(Alphonse Chapter)
Kingdom of Valentino, Alchemy Year 130...
Seven years after Alphonse and Pricia parted ways in the sea of trees.
During this period, the Kingdom of Valentino was prosperous and chaotic; both prosperous and desolate.
Since the Death of Time Capital, Princess Pricia Valentino has been staying in the palace. She has occasionally gone out for a few trips, but she has never stepped out of the royal capital Grancis.
Therefore, she had not seen the scenery outside Grancis for a long time.
The city that witnessed its loss of life and its descent into hell on earth;
She even dreamed of going back to that sea of green snow and trees, hoping to carefully search for the boy's traces again;
That adventurous journey has become a fragment of my girlhood memory filled with traces of sadness.
This rebellious girl who secretly went out seven years ago and went on adventures alone has now gone through the coming-of-age ceremony in the kingdom.
Retaining the pretty face and graceful posture of her youth, she is now a graceful and graceful woman.
Seven years ago - when she returned to the palace, she was still worried about the safety of the young man named Alphonse, and even stopped thinking about food and drinks;
Her behavior made others feel distressed. But he has never appeared until now.
In the hazy memories of her teenage years, her impression of Alphonse has never changed—a novice adventurer who is new to the adventure and acts recklessly;
A young man who is physically weak but kind-hearted and doesn't want to drag others down.
Until the separation, he was still full of mysteries that Pricia still couldn't figure out.
She once ordered her men to search for Alphonse's whereabouts;
They were also instructed to go to the Bliza Plain to explore the so-called "Ice Palace".
Later, it was discovered that, as expected, there was no such miracle in the snowfield, and no trace of the Holy Dragon Desfil was found.
Her father, her childhood sweetheart Fan and others all persuaded Pricia to forget about this companion as soon as possible in order to prevent her from having too much sorrow and worry.
However, she would still recall the days of adventure with him from time to time, and his reckless figure had never been completely forgotten.
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A loud trumpet sounded in the palace and spread throughout Grancis.
Today is the 24th of the Fire Moon - according to the calculation of time, today is the day when the Royal Knights return from the battle in the frozen Snow Mountains in the north.
The garrison soldiers all mobilized the mechanism and opened the grand city gate of Grancis;
The remaining soldiers stood at attention and lined up on the city wall. They blew the roaring horns, raised the flag of victory, and shouted the names of the returnees to welcome the returning royal victorious army.
The city gate allowed the soldiers who had left home to see the long-lost scenery of the royal capital.
The city gate allows civilians to glimpse the first glimmer of glory brought about by the victory of the conquerors through the opening.
A large-scale procession of soldiers and horses paraded through the streets, crossed the main road, and reached the knight's arena in the palace, allowing the residents of the royal capital to have the honor to see the majesty and heroic appearance of the elites of the motherland.
In order to let the world witness and admire Valentino's power in revitalizing the country, and at the same time recruit warriors from the royal capital who are willing to join the Knights to realize their ideals of serving the country, the Royal Knights decided to hold a huge drill today, the day of their triumphant return.
In order to obtain the qualifications to enter the Knights, warriors must accept and pass the trial of the Royal Cavalry elites in the gladiatorial arena and in front of the king.
Pricia was eager to see the powerful people gathered here with her own eyes, so she begged her father to let her follow him.
Knowing her heart of admiring the strong, Fan came forward to try his best to persuade - saying that he wanted to let Pricia witness and understand the strength of the Valentino warriors, and promised to try his best to prevent her from leaving the arena at will - -The king reluctantly agreed.
In fact, as long as Fan, Fan Rexo, the king's right-hand man, follows her, Pricia will not face insurmountable dangers no matter where she goes.
Today, the king made an exception and allowed Fan to serve as the princess's personal guard, waiting by her side. Pricia readily agreed. And of course Fan was happy to obey.
After getting her father's promise, Priscilla left her father first and happily ran around the perimeter of the arena, hoping to meet the brave men who were preparing to accept the trial——
However, they were told that they were already armed and in line at the scene.
So she had no choice but to return to her father and sit down obediently.
"Pricia, you came back just in time. Today there is a warrior who has defeated ten elites of the Royal Knights in a short period of time."
Wang did not hesitate to show his appreciation to his daughter for this ten-game winning streak warrior.
"Father, can he surpass the captain? Has he ever dueled with Van Rexor? If he can't tie with these two people, he is not a "strong man" that I recognize. "While speaking, Pricia secretly gave Fan a wink.
Fan spread his hands and said helplessly that there should be many people whose skills surpassed his own;
However, warriors who can equal the leader of a regiment of the Imperial Cavalry should be extremely rare in the mainland.
He sighed in his heart, it was really sad to want Pricia to be recognized as a real "strong person".
Fan believes that in terms of magic cultivation, she can be regarded as one of the "strong ones". Because of this, she will admire those strong people who surpass herself even more.
Girls of the same age usually compare themselves to external things such as beauty and jewelry, but this special princess worships power just like men.
But - although she doesn't care about these hypocritical appearances, she is still so beautiful, so beautiful that it is incomparable to mortals.
If one day Pricia's emblem awakens. Then, there should be no warriors on this continent who can surpass her in terms of strength.
This is Pricia ꔷValentino, the princess of the kingdom.
"Daughter! Don't be so arrogant in front of outsiders. Look, the knight in gray armor standing in the center of the arena is the warrior who won ten consecutive victories today!"
The king raised his hand and pointed at the knight standing in the middle of the field.
Pricia gazed at today's victor from above.
In the arena, yellow sand was raised as howls spread all around, and the victor's body stood firm in the shadow of the sand, motionless as a mountain, and his strength was obvious.
The Gray Knight holds two heavyweight double-backed machetes in each hand - a giant sword that can only be mastered by using both hands together;
Nowadays, this sturdy knight seems to be able to wield it freely with one hand.
He walked towards the king and Pricia;
The footprints on the yellow sand are deeply identifiable. However, his walking posture did not appear cumbersome, but rather imposing.
He thrust his swords upside down into the ground and made a respectful knightly salute to the king of Valentino.
Then he revealed a pair of menacing eyes from the gap in his helmet, looking around again, looking for and "inviting" other remaining opponents to have a fierce battle with him.
These eyes seemed to be licking the wine of victory.
Just the way he wields his giant sword makes people feel intimidated - almost all the other knights who have not yet gone to battle are cowering in this way.
If they were touched by those two giant swords, they would undoubtedly be seriously injured, even if he showed mercy - they were almost all trembling with fear like this.
In other words - if no one accepts his challenge, the Gray Knight will be the winner today.
The knight looked at the king again, eager for the king to confirm his victory.
The king gave him a glass of wine through his men, drank with him, and asked, "Warrior, it seems that you are not from the royal capital. What kind of desire drives you to come to the royal capital to join the imperial cavalry?"
He opened the chin of his helmet, exposing the dry core of his throat. Then he drank the crystal wine in the glass in one gulp.
"My long-cherished wish is not only to join the Royal Cavalry - but also to marry Princess Pricia as my concubine!"
"..." The yellow sand stopped and became silent.
The arrogance of the Gray Knight continued to echo in the air. This is like a coagulant, solidifying the atmosphere.
Before the king replied to the giant man, no one dared to speak, let alone swallow, and even sweated without hesitation.
"What?"
Those are taboo words.
Fan was so surprised that he stopped bringing the wine to his lips;
Pricia jumped up on the spot, glaring at the Gray Knight who seemed to be talking nonsense, and was so angry that she couldn't speak.
"What kind of hero can make such a bold request? Take off your helmet, warrior." Wang pointed at him and said, without a trace of anger, but terrifyingly calm.
"Hey hey hey..."
Accompanied by a weird and creepy laugh, the Gray Knight took off his metal helmet, revealing his cheeks full of flesh. The look on his face was extremely vicious and malicious.
"My king - I will be loyal to you, as long as you are willing to give me the princess."
Unexpectedly, the knight who won ten consecutive victories today turned out to be a giant southern barbarian - he was a barbarian living in the south of the Valentino continent. He had lived a free and unrestrained life for a long time, and thus developed a savage character that was undoubtedly that of a beast.
In Pricia's view, the giant man in front of her could not be called a knight, he was just a beast covered in iron.
However, this savage rough man actually threatened to marry the princess.
What makes Pricia even more angry is that he actually wants to be his "concubine"!
Because of this, her pink face turned red with anger.
Fan covered his lower face with his hands, trying to hide his uncontrollable expression, and almost laughed out loud. At the same time, he was also very dissatisfied with the frivolity and arrogance of this giant man.
"What is the king's decision? I command 30,000 brave men in the southern border. The king's decision can make them all submit to the king's banner; it can also prompt them to occupy the southern land and become an independent country!"
Faced with the giant man's rude and rude language, which could be called a threat, Wang did not answer. It seemed that there was no need to answer.
No one dares to breathe.
The giant man seemed to be angered by the king's ignorance. He raised his fist and shouted: "The warriors under my command are all brave in killing the enemy. They don't take the imperial cavalry seriously at all! I am also in the imperial cavalry drill today." The winner..."
Fan looked behind the giant man and interrupted his harsh words without hesitation.
"No, there is another opponent you have not defeated yet."
"Aren't all my opponents today cowering like rats and not daring to say a word?"
"Warrior from the South, please look behind you."
The giant man turned around and found that there was indeed a knight wearing pure white armor beside the door for knights to enter and exit outside the duel arena. He seemed to be about to enter the field.
The person entering is wearing an ordinary helmet, so his appearance cannot be seen clearly;
All that could be clearly seen was the loose white braid that was tied behind his head and was as loose as leaves. From this point of view, this knight was very young.
However, the pure white armor makes people worry about it. No matter how you measure it, it is only as thick as tissue paper, and its defensive capabilities are very fragile;
At the same time, it appears extremely light.
His stature is far smaller than that of the giant southern barbarian, and his aura is not as intimidating as him. Even the armor is a bit thinner than others.
What's more, this knight did not bring weapons such as guns and swords, but directly stepped onto the yellow sand in the arena with his hands empty, his steps straight and brave, and without looking back.
"Hey, boy, are you in the wrong place?" The giant man pointed at his so-called opponent and laughed.
"No, he is the last warrior to arrive at the arena and is willing to accept the trial of the Royal Cavalry."
Fan said.
In fact, Fan didn't have much chance of winning against the last knight to enter.
But if he could find some excuse in the battle between the giant man and him - such as the reason that the giant man deliberately seriously injured his opponent and undermined chivalry's morals, then Fan could logically kill the southern barbarian on the spot.
And this poor opponent has accomplished something...
The pure white knight showed no intention of backing down. Is it really true that "newborn calves are not afraid of tigers"?
Facing the gray warrior, the pure white knight stepped into the yellow sand. He looked around for a while, then at the wooden fence closest to him, he broke the rope and pulled out a slender and straight wooden stick.
The pure white knight remained silent, just concentrating on the simple weapon in his hand, seeming to be thinking about countermeasures.
"Hey, is the stick in your hand used to tease the insects?"
"That's right - just to tease bugs like you." The white knight spoke provocatively for the first time, his voice was very relaxed and calm.
No one announced the start of the fight. The giant man seemed to be counting down the remaining time of his opponent's life the moment he drew his sword again.
The giant man didn't even wear a helmet and was eager to seize his opponent's head in the next second. He wielded his giant sword and rushed toward his opponent. The dust brought by his steps obscured his vision.
He attempts to knock his opponent down with just one blow - not just knock him down, but make him unable to get up again.
The giant man's heavy foot kicked the ground, and the powerful force floated the huge body into the air. At the same time, he waved the giant sword with both hands to break the condensed air.
Fan put the wine glass aside and watched the fight between the two with interest.
Pricia was worried about the pure white knight.
It was a surprising moment - facing the oncoming Gray Warriors, the knight in pure white armor finally moved the wooden stick in his hand, stretched it across the front, lowered his lower body into the horse stance, and put on a standard posture. Defensive posture.
The moment before the giant sword was about to make contact with the wooden stick——
The momentum of the heavy sword came down with force. How could the fragile and thin wooden stick be able to withstand the blow.
Not only will the wooden stick be cut off, but even the armor protecting the vital parts of the body may not be able to withstand the brute force of the sword. The pure white knight will also be bruised and bloody on the spot.
The yellow sand was disturbed by the heavy sword energy and covered the arena. As for the actual situation, it was impossible to tell clearly.
Pricia turned her head away and couldn't bear to look any further. She simply couldn't imagine the death of the pure white knight.
Fan already had enough reason to fight against the southern barbarian warrior - this giant man ignored any knightly etiquette and only regarded his opponent as a random enemy and killed him.
Such behavior completely slanders the kingdom's chivalry, slanders the sacred purpose of today's exercise, and is completely a beast's behavior.
The king gave Van Rexo a determined look and ordered his men to give him a sword.
The king seemed to have made plans to drive away the giant man.
However, no one actually saw the scene where the pure white knight was beheaded, or even witnessed the wooden stick being cut off by the giant sword.
They are just wishful thinking.
At this moment, the surrounding sand and dust were pushed away by the inexplicably stronger sword energy.
The pure white knight had retreated to the wooden fence and was safe and sound. Not only was the wooden stick in his hand not cut in half, it was also intact.
"How is that possible?" Pricia, who was the first to clearly understand the situation, secretly exclaimed.
At this moment, Fan recalled the swordsmanship knowledge he had learned in the past, in swordsmanship.
It is said that there is a technique called "Sword Energy Protection", which can only be understood by a warrior who is proficient in both magic and swordsmanship.
The sword holder releases his own magic power and turns it into a thick aura that protects the sword body.
In fact, this technique does not show much use during the march.
So Fan didn't put much thought into practice. Although I had heard of "Sword Energy Blessing" before, I didn't expect to meet it in the arena today.
This pure white knight cleverly used "Sword Energy Protection" to make the wooden stick as a weapon intact under the blessing of magic power, and withstood the fatal blow from the Gray Warrior.
Fan, who also practiced swordsmanship, developed admiration for the pure white knight who was skilled in swordsmanship. At the same time, he thought that this man might be able to defeat the giant southern barbarian.
Pricia clapped her hands happily. Although she didn't know this superb martial artist, because she hated the giant man deeply, she also placed her hope of victory on the pure white knight.
What an amazing scene. For the first time, magic power glowed from the body of the warrior holding the wooden stick. What was completely different from what Fan had seen before was that the glorious color was actually an extremely rare blue.
Those who study magic know that this is obviously a characteristic of ice magic.
Pricia actually seemed quite familiar with this...
Green light shines. At the same time, a cold wind blew up inside and outside the arena.
Seeing that the Gray Warrior's movements were a bit strange, he swung his slightly trembling arms.
This time it was the turn of the pure white knight to gallop forward, so fast that no one could see clearly.
The pure white knight got close to the giant man in the blink of an eye. For him, the enemy is already within the range of a weapon.
Compared to the huge body of the giant man, the pure white knight looked thin. But because he was at a very close distance, the giant man had no time to respond. This thin white shadow brought endless fear to his opponents.
Bai Ying used the wooden stick blessed by magic power in his hand to slash his opponent in the chest from top to bottom.
"哐——"
The wooden stick hit the giant man's hard metal armor, and the concussive waves produced spread through the armor throughout the giant man's body, enough to make him dizzy and numb.
The sound of a blunt instrument hitting metal armor echoed in the Gray Warrior's ears.
For a moment, he stared at the pure white knight with his round eyes. Finally, the giant man collapsed on the arena as if he had collapsed.
The alloy breastplate showed uneven marks, and it was estimated that half of his ribs had been broken due to the violent shock wave.
The duel between the southern barbarian giant and the white knight came to an end, leaving everyone watching the battle stunned. After reacting, they immediately applauded this wonderful duel.
The pure white knight ignored the fallen opponent and looked up at the king - and one of the people beside the king.
Pricia noticed that the knight was looking at her with eager eyes as if he wanted to say something, and she felt strange in her heart.
"King-"
At this time, Fan walked up to the king and asked Ying: "Please allow me to go down to the arena and compete with that warrior wearing pure white armor!"
It was rare for Wang to see Fan so energetic, probably because he and the knight were both masters of swordsmanship, and he was eager to challenge him.
The king readily agreed.
Another figure, young and tall, stepped over the railing and jumped into the field.
At the same time, Fan threw a long sword that was exactly the same as the one in his hand towards his opponent.
Fan followed the etiquette of knights and announced his name to his opponent.
"This is Fan Rexo, Fan Rentieno, who belongs to the Royal Guards and is the commander of the Royal Knights. Seeing that you have superb swordsmanship, you only used a wooden stick to knock down the Nanman giant that came to cause trouble in three sword moves. Han. I admire you in my heart, and with the intention of learning sword skills, I entered the duel field to meet with you, hoping to teach you."
Just these few words contained obvious fluctuations in magic power. If you are not a magic cultivator, as long as you are affected by magic, you will lose your center of gravity and fall to the ground as if being swept by a strong wind.
This was intentional on Fan's part. The purpose is to speculate on whether the opponent can stand firm against this fluctuation and what his magical strength is.
The mysterious warrior wearing pure white armor was obviously not affected. To be precise, he regarded the fluctuation of magic power as nothing.
He dropped the wooden stick in his hand and caught the sword thrown by his opponent. Afterwards, he took off his helmet and accepted the honor of being a knight.
"In Lower Alphonse, from the snowfields of Bliza."
This is a cheerful young man with a black ribbon tied on his forehead. He tied his long snow-white hair back into a leaf-like braid. He looked like an adventurer from far away from the mainland.
If the battle just now was called a fight between man and beast, then now it can be regarded as a real sword duel between knights.
However, in front of Pricia's eyes, it was no longer possible to clearly see the shadows of swords flying in the field below. All she could see were the memories of the past that were evoked - the shadows of the young men who had gone on a journey together.
Some nostalgia and some resentment at the same time.
What I miss is the adventure seven years ago - an adventure that started with the Sorrow of Time, encountered the attack of the Necromancer, and ended with the separation of the green snow and the sea of trees.
What makes her resentful is, why did Alphonse break his promise and wait until now to come to the capital to find her?
The memory blurred my eyes.
The final battle in the arena has come to an end.
Alphonse held a long sword in his right hand and resisted Fan's fierce attack with little skill. In an unnoticed moment, he pulled out the golden dagger from his waist with his left hand, and took advantage of Fan's relaxation to knock Fan's sword away.
His left hand is his dominant hand, which is why he has such strength to use his dagger to knock away his opponent's weapons.
The golden dagger was once an ominous sword that brought death to the young man. He kept it well. Today, this short sword once again shows off its due glory to everyone.
It's hard to tell the winner - even the king thinks so. No one present could tell whether Alphonse's "sneak attack" was a foul.
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The young man patted a sturdier banyan tree outside the palace, climbed up skillfully, leaned against the trunk, sat firmly among the branches, and looked into the distance.
Looking from this direction, if there are no obstacles, we should still be able to see the Bliza Snowfield... the young man thought this way.
After being rescued from the sea of trees, he disappeared from the mainland for almost seven years.
It was a woman named "Zelaya" who wiped out all the pursuing necromancers in one fell swoop and rescued him from the sea of trees.
A young woman who carries seven kinds of "sword" weapons on her body at all times can master and control all the magical weapons defined as "swords" with great skill.
It's like a natural part of your body.
In Alphonse's mind, such a master could wipe out all the enemies with just one "sweeping" move of swords that fell like heavy rain. A hero who can use sword moves so vividly can be called " "Female Swordsman".
This person was also his "master" for the next seven years.
After completing his studies, he traveled around the continent and finally arrived at the royal capital of Gransis.
This is a brief summary of his experience before coming to the royal capital and dueling the giant man.
Alphonse took out the wine bottle from his waist and took a few sips with great interest. Just as the wine bottle left his mouth, a stone flew from an unknown direction and knocked him down to the foot of the tree.
"Alphonse! Come down here! Tell me quickly..."
Priscilla under the tree shouted upwards, but the young man on the tree ignored her and remained indifferent. Until the girl rolled up her loose sleeves and prepared to climb up the branch and pull him down.
"You're so messy! You want to climb a tree in gauze? Hey..."
Alphonse reluctantly put away the wine bottle and looked into the distance, jumped down from a height of three meters, and landed lightly on his toes.
At this time, Pricia focused her eyes, wanting to take a good look at this companion she had not seen for seven years.
The body of his companion is no longer as short as before. At that time, Alphonse was only the same height as Pricia;
When he came back to see Pricia this time, he was already a head taller than her.
This required Pricia to raise her head slightly to take a good look at his face.
A black ribbon is tied around the forehead. Her snow-white hair has grown long over the years and is tied into a braid at the back of her head.
His blue eyes were as soft as before;
When we met again today, there was a firm spirit in these eyes.
Alphonse's eyes felt like the two holes were encountering a calm lake surface that was unruffled by any wind.
After taking off the heavy armor, he was wearing a dark ordinary cloth jacket with the skirt extended to his knees. The clothing made him look like a young adventurer from out of town.
Likewise, he wore a dark sheath on his left hand. Pricia vaguely remembered that there was an emblem engraved on the back of his left hand. Therefore, the purpose of the sheath is obvious, which is to cover up the emblem.
In every aspect, his childishness has disappeared, and Alphonse has matured a lot.
"What did you just want me to tell you?" Alfons then murmured to himself, "Actually, I don't know where to start talking about many things..."
What Pricia wants to know urgently is what happened after they separated in the sea of green snow and trees;
In the past seven years, where has Alphonse been, and many, many small problems.
Alphonse replied casually without thinking: "That time, since I separated from you, I have been running towards the cliff... Actually, the escape method I mentioned was to jump off the cliff. Because There is a lake below, if you had jumped in at that time, you would not have died."
"As expected, you lied to me!" Pricia waved her clenched fist and said angrily, "If you had been by my side at that time, you might have been saved by my father!"
"But, in this case, there will be no chance of meeting my master."
Alphonse caught Priscilla's fist that hit her shoulder out of anger, "Without Master, how could I have defeated that giant Southern Man today."
Pricia vigorously broke free from the young man's hand and said, "If I were under the "tutoring" of my father and Wang, I might have achieved more than today..."
"Haha, are you kidding? My master, Zelaya, is a woman famous in other lands for the title of "Female Sword Master". Otherwise, how could I win the duel with Van Rexo today? "
Alphonse smiled proudly for his achievements. In this regard, Pricia feels that Alphonse has never changed in his casual manner and slightly childish personality. These two points, while they are shortcomings, can also be regarded as his advantages...
Although she has never seen the "Female Sword Master" or heard of her name, because of the outstanding performance of her apprentice Alphonse today, Priscilla also admires this person and her skill in teaching.
"Your master is really amazing, and so are you. Let's not talk about that nasty giant man - you were able to beat Fan in a sword duel!
He is the adopted son of his father. As an unparalleled light magician, he is also an excellent swordsman who is unrivaled in the principality. But, you broke the rules! In order to defeat his opponent, he even used a short sword to protect himself. "
"What? Didn't you say you should compete with swords?" A dagger can also be considered a type of sword! "Alphonse patted the part on his right waist where the dagger was hidden.
"You..." Priscilla blushed with anger for the second time today and shouted angrily, "You're talking nonsense! Don't use this reason to excuse your foul! Humph."
Faced with her seriousness, Alphonse was very puzzled, and then he laughed again. He laughed at her for not understanding the secret of the "sword".
The broad definition of sword covers almost all long weapons.
Any sword that has a blade that is longer than the handle and uses chopping, chopping, or stabbing as its attack methods can be considered a sword.
As for "cleave", the attack method of the wooden stick is to strike. It just doesn't fall into the category of sharp weapons, so in Alphonse's concept of swords, blunt weapons like wooden sticks can still be counted as swords.
Of course, the dagger also fits the concept of "sword". As for its usefulness, he believes that it only depends on the occasion of use, and there is no absolute.
"Hey, isn't your golden dagger the same length as the blade and handle?"
"It is the prototype of the extremely ice holy sword "Danlitel". After the magic power is released, the ice blade will be generated and seamlessly connected to the blade of the dagger. This is indeed a sword. "
Seeing that Alphonse explained so clearly, Pricia could not refute it from any aspect.
But in my heart, I still secretly felt dissatisfied with Fan's defeat.
"Looking at your triumphant look, it's really infuriating! I suddenly want to defeat you with my own hands, so as to dampen your spirit."
Pricia looked directly at Alphonse and made up her mind.
"Okay, I'll be with you anytime!"
At the same time, Alphonse felt that Pricia's stubborn temper continued unabated.
She continued in a very dissatisfied tone: "It must be that your master's temper is equally strange, so he taught a disciple like you, right?"
"No, no..." Alphonse denied, "Master is very good to me. He is the best person to me after Desfil."
When the other party mentioned this name again, Pricia recalled an expedition team that had gone to the Bliza Snowfield to explore the traces of phantom beasts but returned without success.
Those were the men she sent there.
After returning, they unanimously denied the existence of phantom beasts.
Even miracles like the Ice Palace have never been discovered.
"Um...before we left, didn't you say you wanted to go back to see the Holy Dragon Desfil? I'm trying to go to the Bliza Snowfield to find the Ice Palace.
However, no such palace was found in the vast snowfield. Where is the Saint Long Desfil you mentioned? "Pricia asked again curiously after seven years ago.
"Yes, I want to go back to the Ice Palace." Alfons seemed to have thought of something at this moment, which made him inadvertently ignore Pricia's question and did not answer.
"You... how dare you ignore me! It's really... so annoying!"
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Alphonse came to the royal capital Grancis for the first time with such a grand scene.
Today, the daughter received an amnesty from her father and went out to play with the victor and friend of today's gladiatorial battle. Of course, the king secretly ordered someone to follow and protect him.
Pricia always remembered her promise to take Alphonse around the entire capital when he arrived.
The promise finally came true today. She once regretted that the promise she made as a child might never be fulfilled again.
Until today, Alphonse appears again, miraculously.
Both of them have grown up, and they are embarrassed to be like childhood sweethearts, holding hands with each other, staying very close, and wandering around.
However, for both of them, the friendship established seven years ago remains unabated. I even vaguely felt that now there was a special emotion sprouting in the dark.
Pricia believes that it is an emotional bridge that can only be built through hardships.
This made her think back again, that day of harvest in Shidu, that last night, the moment when the tragic change happened——
It was a miserable place, with red light reaching the sky, and everywhere there were humanoid demons that had mutated and could no longer be called human beings. There was only one living person left in front of them.
This experience really shouldn't be something that young girls should have.
What I recall is not only this painful memory, but also the completely opposite, tragic change before it happened——
The joy of traveling for the first time. All kinds of new things that come into view, as well as all kinds of people, are such a joyful scene that you can be fascinated by with all your heart.
This is what childhood should have, memories of adventure.
Everything was washed away by the torrent of time, leaving only indelible scars in my heart, which formed a sharp contrast with the prosperous scene of the royal capital tonight.
In short, Alphonse had a great time tonight under the guidance of Pricia, the tour guide of the royal capital.
When Alphonse sent her back to the palace, it was already full moon.
Fan waited in front of the palace gate.
"Sir Alphonse, the king wants to summon you."
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The king of Valentino was sitting in his palace.
The king gave Alphonse a glass of wine and congratulated him on his victory in the gladiatorial battle today. Not to mention the sword duel with Fan, Alphonse's battle with the giant man alone made the king admire him greatly.
This knight from a distant continent was actually able to knock down his opponent with a wooden stick and his excellent swordsmanship.
You know, that southern barbarian warrior was a tough man who defeated ten knights of the Royal Knights in one fell swoop.
As for today, the scene where Alphonse and Van Rexor compare swords...
"Fan, what do you think of the sword duel with Alphonse this morning?"
Wang Xiangfan asked in front of everyone.
"I admit that my skills are not good." Fan answered truthfully.
"After the competition, I thought for a long time and once recalled my mentor's teachings. The dagger is also a kind of sword. Therefore, I am convinced that I lost the sword competition. Alphonse, I hope you can give me some advice next time."
Alphonse raised the corner of his mouth slightly. Priscilla, who was sitting next to her father, curled her lips and turned her head away unconvinced. It seemed that Fan's defeat was just like Pricia's own defeat.
"Well..." Wang nodded, appreciating Fan's humility, and pointed at Alphonse and said: "But, young man, the way you won is very special - using a bodyguard that is not originally suitable for fighting. Short sword. Therefore, some members of the Royal Cavalry are dissatisfied with this. If Alphonse joins the Royal Cavalry now, it may cause disputes within the group."
Hearing this, Alphonse smiled bitterly to himself.
"Here, I have decided that in order to prove your strength, I will give you a mission. After you complete it, the Imperial Cavalry will definitely look at you with admiration and will not have any objections."
What is the task? Pricia secretly thought about what kind of "mission" it was and what her father's intentions were.
"Alphonse, the king will give you the position of leader - the leader of the "Falcon Knights", the second knightly order recognized by Valentino's kingdom. "
Alphonse felt ecstatic in his heart after hearing the king's declaration of office.
Priscilla was filled with anxiety when she heard her father's decision. She secretly pinched her father's curtain-like cloak and whispered, "Father, why are you..."
Wang ignored his daughter's interruption and continued to declare, "Originally, they were also first-class elite warriors, each with a bold nature and a willingness to fight on the battlefield. But now, they are recuperating collectively because of the lack of leadership from the group leader.
I think that if you are a capable person, you should be able to unite them again and expand the territory side by side with the Royal Cavalry - I hope you can lead the "Falcons" to expand the kingdom's territory beyond the sky! "
Priscilla felt anxious for some reason.
She only heard the "obey" of Elfangz's enthusiasm and confidence.
"At the same time, due to the defeat of the samurai samurai today, the rest of the Nanyuan's publicity will cause riots. Van Lun Tieno's southern boundary will definitely become unstable.
So you, Alfangs, the king hopes that you can lead the Falcon as soon as possible and go to the southern boundary of Van Lun Tieno to calm down. This is the mission given you by Fan Lunnuo. "
The rest of the courts in the palace also made a look of looking forward to the "Falcon Chief".
"The head of the Falcon Cavaliers, Alfangs, has witnessed the style of the knights of the Kingdom of Fan Lunnano's kingdom of the Kingdom of Fan Lunnan.
After you rest tonight, early tomorrow morning, this king will lead you to the "Falcon Palace" and meet with the Cavaliers of the Falcon. "
Elfins couldn't sleep in the night excitedly. In the early morning of the next day, he got up early, wore a good armor, and wiped the sword.
Starting from the palace to the Falcon Palace outside the king's capital, it takes four hours to ride a road.
Coupled with the scorching sun on the way. Even Elfins will feel exhausted.
He rides on the moment, sweating. His Majesty's war horses were holding his hoofs listlessly, walking on the muddy avenue that was cracked by the scorching sun.
Alfang thought that the shade on both sides was cold, but the knight who was ahead did not mean to stop.
This morning, Priecia did not come out to send off. I am afraid that I was too tired to play in Wangdu yesterday, so I couldn't bear to get up early this morning.
It doesn't matter, in the future, when you succeed in leader to lead the Falcon to win the first victory, you will definitely return to the capital again. Just as the emperor rides was generally prestigious yesterday, let 10,000 people welcome it. Alfangs can come back to meet Priecia with the real winner.
Although she has not joined the emperor, at least she has realized the wish of Dusfel's promise at the beginning -she asked Elfens as a knight and guarded Van Lun Tieno.
At the same time, his master also hopes that his apprentice will be achieved, and he hopes that he can use a sword to protect what he wants to guard.
Alfang, he was really different from his teenager.
You can see the magnificent Falcon Palace from a distance. There is no one outside the temple, completely silent, and there is no sound of training.
The leader who took the lead, led him to him, turned away without talking, and Alfangs had no time to ask him what was so quiet.
He was doubtful and had to open the door of the palace alone. His head, Elfel, who was the head of the Falcon Knights, entered it in a steady pace.
It was a completely unexpected scene to welcome the head of the regiment.
Falcon knights gathered on the lobby. This is right.
In this regard, the first impression of the Falcon Cavaliers to Elfens is--
mob.
