Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 70 Cassandel's Dawn

On his head is a metal ring carved with dark green olive branches and leaves, his face is camouflaged, the dark brown quiver behind him is empty, and he is carrying a piece of animal skin in his hand, which is only discovered when it is unfolded occasionally, it is a ritual cloak , with a turquoise emblem tiled in the center.

He put the portrait of his precious granddaughter back in his chest pocket and glared fiercely at the old opponent across from him. Even if he didn't notice it because of the disguise, the thick nasal voice he deliberately made would express his dissatisfaction.

Sure enough, the tin man on the opposite side responded to him. The old man who was obsessed with his hair tapped the armor on his chest with his finger. pierce your chest.

Irion turned around, facing the headband wallet man, his large robe covered the sight of the irritable man and blocked his provocation.

"Etcher, please keep your demeanor, we still have business to do."

"Ryder, the same applies to you."

"I don't remember what business we have, except to show off our achievements, family, territory and history, and join Memories of Twilight, I have never heard of the so-called business."

"Newcomers, we have welcomed No. 13 newcomers, now is the time for you to show the same level of demeanor as your noble blood."

Irion raised his right hand and stretched out his hand towards Lyle, "Welcome, member of Andre."

"Wait, Yi Ruien! Although our organization has neither development prospects nor discipline, I don't think cats and dogs are qualified to be in the same room with us. This is not in compliance with the regulations." The leather armor man interrupted Yi Rui. Mr. En's words, he walked towards Lyle, his body close to 1.9 meters stared at the beak mask.

Just when Lyle thought he was about to make physical contact, the leather man put the cloak in his hand back on his back, and he performed an ancient etiquette.

"Twilight of Leweather, Ranger Lord, Echild Leweather, Leweather II, salute you."

Lyle was right about the sudden response, and the scene turned out to be like the first domino to be toppled.

"Twilight of Deliya, Lord Knight, Rhett Jean Deliya, King Deliya III, salute you."

"Twilight of Moloch, Lord of the Magi, Erion Jandorgit, salute you."

"Darrisson's Twilight..."

"The dusk of Hua Bailang..."

"Yedgar's Twilight..."

Each figure presented their etiquette, each name was read out, and they all carried the sacred surname, which was the surname of the nobles that existed before the steps of the ancient Roman Empire, noble and ancient, and the lord, an ancient surname. The appellation, which means that they are the actual holders of a territory, plus the history they once learned from Mr. Scholar.

They are the royal families of various countries, the forgotten royal family members, gathered here for unknown reasons.

Do you think you are qualified to be with us?

The gestures of the people around them all express this point of view. Although Lyle repeatedly told himself that knowledge changes fate and magic creates miracles, these dozen or so words that symbolize status and power almost overwhelmed him. Er was frozen in place, but his heart began to retreat.

"Report your name, sir!" Erion's words brought Lyle back to reality, and the seriousness in the words forced Lyle to face everything.

Lyle is just a small character, but his inner self-esteem does not allow himself to submit to power. A man, kneeling to the sky, kneeling to the ground, kneeling to his parents, especially under heavy pressure, his spine will be straight.

"My name is Lerbulle."

"Buller? A family I've never heard of."

"Because it's a commoner's surname."

"Civilian, is this your pride? An ordinary origin?"

"My family is my pride."

"...Who are your family members?"

"My uncle, Ralph Buller, he's a sheriff..."

Lyle explains everything about Ralph in great detail, his sullen zombie face, poor social skills, behavior, caring for his nephew, bravery against monsters, and beyond ordinary hysteria.

Lyle held his head high, showing off such a loved one with such great personality and ability as they did.There is no discomfort, because Ralph deserves to be admired and worshipped by himself.

When Lyle's narrative ends.

There was silence all around.

Mr. Erion came over, "Mr. Lyle, I like the way you speak very much, your enthusiasm and dedication, as you expressed, you have a family to be proud of, and this is the original intention of the establishment of Memories of Twilight. The infinite nostalgia of the living, just coincides, welcome to join, Lyle."

Echelle stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry, Lyle, for the rudeness I showed earlier, that's part of the test, of course it doesn't mean how polite I am myself, like you said, you have a good Uncle, when you mention how he protects you, I always think of my darling Kayla, and I'll definitely do the same with him, plus, if your uncle is willing to emigrate, I'd be more than happy to give him a knighthood , is my favorite character."

"But, as you said, I have no noble blood." Lyle was a little stunned by the sudden approval.

Reid knocked on his armor, "The theory of bloodline is already an outdated thing. We call ourselves dusk, just want to recall the beauty of the past, but it does not mean old stubbornness."

"Besides, an ordinary civilian, in the face of the power of several lords, impassively expressed that he is not at all wrong and wants to be with us. Such an ordinary person is not ordinary."

"If you don't have merit, you will create merit, and if you don't have glory, you will create glory. Isn't this a good thing?"

"Dawn of Cassandel, proud Lyle I."

(End of this chapter)