The Troublesome Hero Among the Heroes

Charles took Ohm to the front of the crowd.

A stand was built over there. Behind the stand stood a deep yellow flag. A white long sword was embroidered on the flag. On the stand was a large stone of one meter square. The top of the stone was inserted. Holding a long sword that was barely half a meter near the hilt, there was a box and a table next to the stairs on the stage.

Below the stage, a group of Knights wearing deep yellow blouses stood in a loose circle to separate the onlookers.

Om said in a voice that only Charles could hear: "Look at the logo on their blouses. It hasn't changed in two thousand years."

Charles curiously asked: "This Is the sword really only someone who can become a king can pull it out?"

At this moment, a youngster walked into the field, threw a little money into a box, and jumped onto the stage.

He stabilized his mind, then bent down to hold the sword hilt, all over his body...

As a result, the sword was like a pillar cast in concrete. I can't pull it out no matter how hard it is.

After half a minute, the man jumped down from the stone, went to the table next to the stage, raised upwards, chose a coupon from an island merchant, and left.

At this time, Ohm continued: "This sword has a history of more than two thousand years. In the past, members of the holy sword Knight group would bring it and stones to appear on the continent every twenty years. At that time, every country would bring people with royal inheritance to try."

"At that time, mother and aunt also went, mother drew out the sword, and the aunt couldn’t make it move a little bit no matter how hard it was. "

"Our three sisters tried it when they were young, but we all pulled it out."

"There is also a legend that someone who can become a Sovereign will take it out It will shine when it is pulled out, and such a talent deserves to own it."

"It was just like this a thousand years ago. The holy sword Knight group doesn't know what happened, the time when they and holy sword appeared. It has become random."

Charles listened to the nodded looked thoughtful. This sword is not so much a weapon as a divination tool.

But there is a problem that needs to be solved first. He moved towards a young Knight not far away and beckoned. When the Knight came over, he asked, "Excuse me, do you know someone named Mo? Dred’s girl?"

The young Knight was obviously a little surprised. He replied: "Your Excellency also knows Miss Mordred?"

Charles nodded, whispered "You know how you collect money, you know you met. Where did you meet her? Is she okay?"

The young Knight said, "Miss Mordred has been there recently. Looking for something, she strayed into our territory last year, so she met us."

Charles understands, it’s no wonder that Xiao Mo uses his ancestral sword to dig money in the stone. They will know that most people don’t. This kind of brain hole.

The young Knight said again: "Sir, do you go up there for a try? Since you know Miss Maudred, we don't want you to donate."

Charles scratched. Scratching his head, then refused the other party's invitation.

It's not surprising that Charles couldn't pull out this king's holy sword, but it would be a big mess if it was pulled out.

Let’s talk about Randtjin Kingdom. He is the king’s grandson, ranked fourth and the youngest. It is theoretically feasible for his grandfather and uncles to die.

Not to mention the Kingdom of Rurik, ****** voted him to be the Crown Prince, and he has built his teeth and opened his mansion. No one thinks that he can be the Demon King in the future. strangeness.

The problem lies in the Spirit King court. Elf Queen Victoria has not even reached the menopause, and Elizabeth Princess is still a young girl. An accident happened.

In order to maintain the long-term stability of Spirit Race, Charles decided not to try, so that some elves would make a wrong interpretation, and simply did nothing to help him ascend the throne in advance.

"You are all liars!"

A shrill loud shout broke the surrounding silence.

At this moment, a young man in his twenties stood on the big rock. He was as thin as a bamboo pole, and his appearance was the standard wretched face of the villain in the drama.

At this time, a middle-aged member of the Knight regiment came to him, bowed slightly to him, and solemnly said: "Your Excellency, please calm down, holy sword has gone through more than two thousand years and has never made any mistakes. Please correct your thoughts. In the future, there may be opportunities for holy sword to recognize."

Charles raised his brows when he heard that, holy sword is interesting.

Om on the side explained: "It is said that the holy sword is judged based on the conditions when the person draws the sword. Someone has pulled it out after reforming it."

Charles nodded, it seems this guy is quite fun.

At this time, the thin bamboo pole-like man jumped off the big rock and shouted loudly: "As long as my uncle is dead, I will be the king, so why can't I pull it out?"

"You must be lying, you glued it into the stone!"

Charles nodded, whispered: "He has some truth in what he said."

The young Knight who was talking to him turned his head and gave him a fiercely look.

The simple Knight didn't know that the guy in front of him had done similar things, and even more, let the sword point upward.

The man with bamboo poles stretched out his thin claws and grabbed onto the big rock, shouting: "hmph, watch me get the rock and expose your ghost tricks!"

While watching the crowd In his stunned eyes, the hard stone was broken off like a crisp biscuit in his hand.

How could the Knights guarding the holy sword let him do such damage, so they swarmed the man with bamboo poles to the ground, punched and kicked, and dragged away.

Charles curl one's lip, is this man's head run over by wheels?

At this moment, a powerful force suddenly acted on his ass, causing him to fly over the big rock.

Charles stared fiercely at the place where he stood just now. Churchill in casual clothes, a fatter "ball spirit" than before, and a few comrades in the 168th Battallion don’t know when they sneaked into him. Behind, and then kicked himself up.

At this point, he could only stare at the smirking elves, and then bent down to hold the sword hilt.

Just as soon as he touched the hilt, he heard the voice of a wretched man ringing in his mind.

"Oooh, you brat is not bad. From now on, I will rely on you to open the harem with spicy drinks!"

Charles was startled, his hand shook, and his sword Inserted deeper, reaching the end of the hilt.

He released the hilt and stood up, then turned around and said to the onlookers: "Everyone sees it, this sword is not glued."

Onlookers The crowd looked dumbfounded, what is this unfolding?

At this time, a child standing in the front row pointed at the bottom of the table loudly and shouted: "Look, everyone! The sword is coming out from below!"

Charles hurriedly jumped down and took a look. Suddenly, as expected, the sharp point of the sword pierced the plank of the table, piercing the length of the palm.

When this guy saw something bad, he immediately took Ohm and ran away while the Knight group members were also confused, and didn't forget to kick the fellow Churchill during the period.

This place is not far from the sea. Charles pulled Ohm to the beach before stopping.

He said: "If they chase, I will jump into the sea to pretend to swim and escape, and then use teleportation to leave, let them slowly fish away."

Om used to be a god servant , Charles's identity and information—including the identity of the transmigrator—are not secrets, that's why he said that.

It's just that Charles realized that Ohm hadn't spoken for a long time, and then he realized that he was still holding her hand.

He just wanted to let go, but Ohm clenched his hand.

Om whispered: "That year An Si has been in poor health since she was born. Father took me to the mountains of a neighboring country to catch the devil beast to help her up. He was dragged like this after being spotted by soldiers from the neighboring country. I'll run."

Charles froze for a moment, and then asked: "You weren't very young then, were you able to hunt?"

Who knows Ohm After half a minute of silence, her strength to hold the claws suddenly soared, and then she said, "He is the bait!"

Charles was speechless, and it was difficult to stand on such a father.