Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 1786 The girl who ran away from her hometown is already a wife when she returns

"I heard that Delos Imperial Military Academy has many powerful martial arts and magic cheats for students to learn, and it was founded by Leon." The curator felt very strange and said.

Judging from this matter, Emperor Lyon seems to have a heart for reform, and he is willing to disclose the secrets of martial arts and magic. This is a very great and wise move, full of positive meaning.

"I don't know much about the college. I have been away from Veteran for several years. I was forced to join the transfer experiment when I was 16, and then..." Hiate spread her hands and sighed. Could it be that she really looked like the curator? In terms of analysis, does Lyon have the heart to reform and move forward?

"A girl who left her home, she's a married woman when she comes back~" Ye Lin shook his head, showing no seriousness, Hiyat lifted Revertin with a chilled face, and slapped his sword horizontally for dozens of meters.

"Back in Gran's Forest, when he was playing hooligans, I should have cut him with a sword, so as not to harm so many beautiful little girls." Hiate stroked her messy hair, and said angrily. .

"Yeah, I agree!" Xiaoyu nodded sharply, and said righteously: "Actually, it's not too late to cut him off now, we can still live together, not least one of him."

"Hey, it's easy for others to say, Xiaoyu, are you really willing to part with it~ Every time you hum, you become intoxicated." Mo Mei joked, stretched out her finger and poked her on the head, then coughed lightly, her pretty face flushed slightly, and said : "The boss has no Xuan, it seems that it can grow even if it is cut down."

Uh... the girls rolled their eyes, as if that was the case.

If it doesn't work, Alice can pinch a bigger one!

"Royal Academy, I just happen to know some secrets." It was the second princess Nuoshadia who spoke suddenly. She was dressed in a bright light yellow dress, with fair complexion, a small melon-shaped face, and was dignified and delicate.

Her strength is mediocre, at the level of a professional, and she should not have walked into the dangerous Veltalon. If left unattended, her life would be in danger.

But first of all, Leon is her father after all, no matter what the outcome is, a gift is the minimum, and because of the appearance of the phantom of the former emperor, most of the people of the empire put down their weapons and bowed respectfully.

A small number of people frowned, thinking that it was just a shadow left behind. The late emperor died long ago, but they didn't dare to take the opportunity to do anything. Respect still needs to be given.

"I would like to hear more about it." Xi Yat nodded, she and Nossadiya had met before, long, long ago, when she was still living in Vetalon.

The first princess Celia is stable and mature, the second princess Nosadiya is quiet and delicate, and the third princess Isabella is naughty and noisy...

"The Delos Imperial Military Academy, formerly known as the Delos Royal Sword Academy, was founded by His Majesty himself, but at the very beginning, students only recruited noble children for elite teaching." Nossadiya explained.

Sure enough, only noble students are accepted.

"Elite teaching?" Feng Ying couldn't help but sneered, and it was a self-righteous title for nobles again, a master, an elite celebrity, who seemed to draw a clear line from ordinary people.

As Hyatt also complained, in fact, whether it is table manners or daily etiquette, politeness and propriety are enough.

Sophisticated aristocratic dining techniques, or extremely cumbersome high-end etiquette, in fact, most of them are flashy, and they are things that the nobles who don’t distinguish between five grains and four bodies have nothing to do. It’s a way of deliberately distinguishing identities from ordinary people. That's all.

There is also a teacher in the palace who specializes in "nobility etiquette", which is the wife of Earl Human Alpha, a somewhat rich woman.

It's called elegance, self-cultivation, art... But etiquette will not allow food to exert its effects beyond its essence. If the upper class people go to the field to harvest wheat for a day, it is guaranteed that they will eat nothing when it comes to meal time.

"However, later on, the admission requirements have been relaxed. Knights who have made outstanding contributions, or have talents, and other talents can be admitted." Nossadiya continued to add.

"It looks like it." Sophie commented, and then stuffed a chicken leg into her mouth, hungry.

"The reason why His Majesty relaxed the conditions is because of Queen Josephine's suggestion." Nossadiya confided a somewhat shocking news.

One day, when she was sending documents to Lyon, she happened to see Queen Josephine's advice: "Your Majesty, there are thousands of people in the empire, and there are always pearls hidden in the sand. Since ordinary people can be promoted to nobles with military exploits, then their There must be some people among them who will become the pillars of the empire."

But it was not realistic to open the Royal Academy to the entire empire, so Lyon lowered the threshold to a level, that is, the knight class.

"Queen Josephine seems to be a knowledgeable woman. If it weren't for the chaos in front of me, I really want to get to know her." The curator sighed softly. Being friends with wise people is a very comfortable feeling.

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Drenched in the blood of countless people, the killing gauntlet that destroyed many vassal states projected the shadow of Emperor Helun and started a duel with the King of Warcraft!

The royal swordsmanship inherited by the imperial family was based on the various swordsmanship summed up by Emperor Helun, and combined with his own iron-blooded killing style, it evolved into a brand new and powerful swordsmanship.

Every cut, every stab, every move, all seemed to demonstrate the domineering and invincible invincibility of the founding emperor!

It is undeniable that Heron Baden was the most shining romantic figure in that chaotic era. The ten thousand li territory of the Ross Empire.

The few swordsmen like Hiate and Feng Ying, including Ye Lin, all take it very seriously. Although their realm has long surpassed this original emperor, a true master will always have the heart of an apprentice .

No matter how powerful a swordsman is, when he swings his first sword in his life, he is still weak.

"The royal swordsmanship left by the late emperor is famous for its ruthless killing, but this is the first time I have seen it." Xi Yat nodded, really gaining something.

At the same time, Leon's condition was gradually improving, and his flesh and blood temperature was rising, but his expression was no longer so painful, and his brows eased a little.

Fortunately, he survived Leviathan's erosion, and he felt that his strength seemed to have improved, but he felt that something was not right.

He wiped the blood on his cheeks, and immediately his pupils shrank. The blood in the palm of his hand was bright red, but mixed with a trace of evil blackness.

The corners of the collapsed eyes are gradually healing, the heart is beating strongly, and the wounds all over the body are also rapidly improving. This comes from the original blood extracted from Embinol, which is the fused blood drinking cross.

"Heaven will not kill me!" Leon's confidence was extremely inflated in an instant, and the appearance of the shadow of the late emperor must have meant that he could become the second Heron Barden.

He looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, full of complacency, but he didn't notice the blood he splattered at all, some of which touched the eldest prince Fan En.

The curse attached to the sword of Hegni began to take effect. The eldest prince felt cold all over, his mind was blurred, and he was a little dazed. Anyone who borrowed the power of this sword would also be cursed by it in reverse.

A blazing sense of power suddenly rose, and the eldest prince stared at his father who was laughing proudly, feeling extremely annoyed. Damn it, he couldn't imagine the consequences of his failure in this civil strife.

At that time, not to mention the throne, even the prisoner may be a luxury. He will die, or life may be worse than death.

Leon didn't even show mercy to his own father and two older brothers, just a rebellious son... What he burst out was the desire to survive.

A force gushed out from nowhere, the First Prince picked up the cursed sword of Hegni again, broke out at the limit speed of his life, and rushed towards the momentarily defenseless Leon.

As long as the emperor falls, as the eldest son heir, he is eligible to sit on the throne, and his life will be safe.

Moreover, the Duke of Connard and the Marquis of Crowell should also support him, they are all relatively "traditional" ideas.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

puff~
Ok? !

The eldest prince was stunned. It was not Leon's chest that was pierced by Hegney's sword, but Earl Human who suddenly stood in the middle and issued a warning.

"cough~"

Human coughed up blood, and the hypertrophy did not bring any effective defense.

"Your Majesty..." Human pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty, trying to force a smile.

"Human?" Leon turned around and was slightly shocked, as if he was stunned.

"Human, I have been running away for half my life, from the Human of the Gale, to the Human of the Runaway, thanks to your great love, I have never done anything to the Alpha family...cough..."

The look in his eyes was retreating quickly, he grabbed Leon's robe with both hands, and murmured: "Human didn't run away this time..."

Leon looked at the fallen Human, a mediocre, escaped genius, but loyal enough.

He slowly raised his head to look at his good son, and said indifferently: "Human Alpha, I will not forget you when I achieve great success in unifying the world."

The eldest prince was unwilling, and desperately squeezed his strength, but suddenly his body changed, his fingers and nails were getting longer, his complexion was pale, his facial features were blurring, and a tail grew out of his back.

Pretenderization!

"Okay, no wonder Astros has been looking for something in the palace, so he was looking for you!" Leon's eyes lit up, and he took the opportunity to blame him.

In the dark, Astros stroked the two big cats, and said helplessly: "Has he never seen Embinol mutate into a centipede? When his pretender transformation begins, Leon will probably be twisted into a monster, and no one can explain it. "

　Thanks for the 1000 point reward from the boss "Skin God and Master Zhi".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)