055. Fucking surprise

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"I...it's okay."

Malm was helped up again and continued to approach Oran.

Less than twenty steps away, their hearts beat faster.

Oran saw the beauty under the veil...

He took the initiative to step forward and walked to Malm's side, and then the royal female elder walked away.

Oran and Malm stood side by side.

He felt that he seemed to have grown a little taller, a little taller than Malm.

Oran stretched out his hand, Malm also slowly stretched out his hand, and then the two of them clasped their fingers.

"Olan...Your Excellency..." Malm's voice trembled.

"Complete the most important ritual in life, Your Highness."

Oran didn't take it seriously, then changed his position, pulled her forward a few steps, and half-kneeled before the statue of the god, the cross, and King Ella.

At this time, the Archbishop of Kent led the ceremony.

The archbishop revealed his deep, aging voice, which sounded like leaves rubbing the ground.

rustle……

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Excellencies... two young men and women are about to become one."

"Wives, be subject to your own husbands, as to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife, just as Christ is the head of the church...Wives, submit yourselves to your husbands in everything, and husbands, love your wives, just as..."

After reading.

"At this moment, are there any opponents?" Archbishop Kent looked at Oran and Malm.

Usually, this process can be reached by just asking the man and woman if they have regretted the situation, but Olan replied first, "We will never leave each other until death."

When the woman didn't move, Olan took her hand and started to force it.

When the woman's voice is about to be forced out...

"I object!"

"?" Olan thought he was hearing hallucinations.

Then... one word stirred up a thousand waves!

Under the grandstand, in the spacious church, the nobles suddenly divided into several groups.

A red-haired knight stood up, and then he pointed the sword that was supposed to be used to protect the order of the church with the "sword handle" and said to Orland, "I have loved His Highness Malm since I was a child, and later he became the son of His Excellency William. My fiancée, I will abide by the etiquette of knights. Later, His Highness broke off the engagement 'for some reason', and I have been waiting.

Even if I go to the end of the world, my mind will not change. Now, as a knight of the King's Guards, I, Carl Janssen, challenge you, His Excellency Oran Vijay from Durham. .

I swear on my life and honor and ask the Lord to witness all this!"

Malm's legs almost lost their balance, this is the red-haired self-righteous love!

Awakening her experience to everyone again.

Maybe he should really die on that "Viking Journey", so that it would be better for everyone...well.



In the Middle Ages, marriage robbery,

Party, oneself,

The place where it happened, the church!

Oran thought about any possibility that this ceremony would happen, but he didn't think about this one.

Because it's too dramatic.

The protagonists of classical heroic epics probably don't get this kind of treatment.

What is a surprise? This is probably a fucking surprise...

The riders and archers outside the house have been prepared under Nanding's gesture. They have been strictly trained by Oran's father and Nanding. They have recently defeated the Moore family and eliminated criminals in the territory. This is the moment when their combat effectiveness and morale are at their highest.

Even if the Vikings are here, they can exchange one for one or even more.

"How about letting the weapon fly for a while?"

The noble women all retreated to the corners, and the men looked nervous.

Oran glared at the red-haired man, who refused to admit defeat and said, "Let's have a duel between men. The strongest warrior will win the favor of His Highness. Let's compete!"

Wow!!!

This sentence raised everyone's nervousness to the point where they almost shouted.

Knight's jousting - originally a competition for honors and rewards.

Last year, there was a very special competition in the world of God - the "Judgment Competition."

There was a "young duke" in the Frankish region who imprisoned his count for treason, blasphemy and other crimes.

And when the earl proposed, "Let the Lord be the witness whether you are guilty or not."

The Lord Duke readily agreed and sent out warriors for a decisive battle, not only cutting off the earl's arm, but also cutting off a piece of the arms of his retinue and personal followers...

The theory of "Judgment by Martial Arts" has emerged in the Catholic world since then, and will spread rapidly throughout the Nordic Viking region and Eastern European Rus' nomadic region.

It is often unknown at the moment how much influence "people's words and deeds" will have on future generations.

In addition to the honor contest and the trial contest,

Olan and Karl set a new precedent - "Wedding Robbery Contest"

The nobles use the excuse of pursuing true love to challenge their enemies. If they can successfully kill their opponents, the punishment they receive can be reduced, because during the contest, both parties will swear an oath not to pursue others, so that the winner will be relieved of responsibility. to the maximum.

The red-haired Carl's challenge to Oran made him synonymous with villains in countless novels about bride-stealing knights.

However, at this time, in a "certain country in the south", a certain nobleman was writing a book about "Britain", which happened to be about one of the seven kings, "The False King Ella".

Soon after, when he heard about the "competition for marriage", he deliberately added the duel. This was his first spiritual contact with Oran.

In order to create a distinction between the "legitimate true king" and the "fake king" he supported, this nobleman vividly wrote the story, "In order to gain support, the fake king sold his daughter to a rebellious nobleman who did not obey the law, and ignored his loyal knights. The pleading forced a pair of lovers to separate and let out their last roar in the church. If there is justice in the world, the false king and the evil ministers will definitely be punished by heaven..."

The play of more than 600 words was completed quickly.

Later there will be jugglers, deliberately singing.

"Swords can only hurt people's muscles and bones, but words can destroy people's hearts!" This nobleman believed so.

In the near future, in addition to "Beauty Flower",

The second song, "Blood Wedding", used to throw dirty water on Ella, will spread throughout Northumbria and even reach the ears of Oran.

This southern aristocrat pursues love and has a "princess" in his heart that he wants to protect for the rest of his life, but he cannot imitate Hong's vigorous and reckless courtship style...

Under the influence of sustenance, in his writing, the subject and object change positions.

Oran will usher in the first nickname spread in England in his life - "Oran the Love Stealer".

This nickname will last until "Ragnar invades and the kings of England turn the tide..."



Hai'an looked at this scene and sneered in her heart. The woman's hatred made her ask her subordinates Bin'er and her brother Gulie to encourage this reckless red-haired knight to come forward.

The reason why the red-haired Carl was so rude was because Ella once drunkenly said that if Malm came back from the Vikings and lost her virginity and could not get married, then she would give it to herself.

For the red-haired knight who "values ​​promises", from that moment on, Malm was given to him by the king.

It's your own thing!

So later Haian led a palace meeting to accuse Malm, and Karl tried his best to fight for it, even angering the princess.

While Karl loves "self-righteousness", Malm was not banished to a monastery or drugged to death.

He always thought it was his own fault, but he didn't know that this was the reason why Ella was considering her relationship with the Picts and not knowing whether Malm was her daughter...

The red-haired man's anger did not make Olan think of stopping.

He just felt that Malm's gloved palm was soft, so he squeezed it harder.

Malm lowered his head and slowly raised it again, meeting Oran's eyes.