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"Candice is getting married? Isn't she a saint?"

Neil couldn't help raising his eyebrows at her words, and looked at Sylvia in front of him and shook his head slightly.

"Not in the name of the saintess of the order, but in the name of the three princesses of the Rescateje royal family."

"At first, I thought they would be later, but I didn't expect that some people have already started to hint about these things in secret just now."

"Will the church be willing to do this?"

Euphemia couldn't help but frowned and asked.

"There is no need to have a de facto union, as long as you can have such a name, it is enough."

Sylvia said helplessly.

"In the case of only relying on a name and doing nothing else, the religious order will just turn a blind eye."

"Neil, Yuffie, you guys are here too."

While they were chatting, Candice had already walked back from the terrace outside the window, and after seeing the two of them, she also showed a happy expression, and rushed to them with steps.

"Today's game, both of you performed very well."

"Thank you for the compliment, your clothes are also very beautiful."

Euphemia nodded, and after looking at Candice's white dress that highlighted her holy temperament, she also raised her glass with a smile and said.

"Don't mention it. If I had known earlier, maybe it would be better for me to wear a sackcloth and roll around in the mud."

Candice sighed, and glanced at the surrounding nobles who were smiling and chatting with familiar or unfamiliar people.

Although she had tried her best to talk to other people in a polite manner, she couldn't help but gradually began to feel a sense of irritability.

Even though she had already politely declined, those people seemed to have not heard, one after another approached her, talking nonsense that was not nutritious but meant something.

However, being well-bred, she couldn't refuse rudely at all, so she could only avoid it for a while under the pretext of sobering up.

But now that Neil and the others are here, she is slightly relieved.

At least those nobles didn't try to strike up a conversation after seeing the four of them talking. They just watched their situation while talking with their companions next to them.

"So what about the priest? He called us over on his own initiative, but he disappeared?"

"He was having a private conversation with Cardinal Michelson Clarence."

Sevilla explained to Neil, and at the same time reminded her.

"In addition, although the cardinal belongs to the religious order in name, he can be counted as a member of the Nosculem faction, so you'd better be small..."

The sound of the door being opened interrupted her words, and made their eyes coincidently look at the two middle-aged men in luxurious clothes who were walking towards the hall.

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"Lord Lytton."

Litton, who was waving a long sword in the courtyard, also stopped his daily exercise after hearing the voice, and while taking the wet towel handed by Yvette to wipe off, he looked at the knight and asked.

"what happened?"

"A guest came to visit, the head of the Knights of Pain, Kraft Hofen and his two followers."

His words made Litton frowned slightly.

Knights of Pain?He just came here when Master Neil and Miss Euphemia were away...

"Understood, I'll go right away."

Although the purpose of coming is still unclear, but as the deputy head of the ostensible team, when Neil is not around, he has to act as the representative.

Volume 259 Brave Show Competition: Chapter 258 Chapter [-] Kraft's Visit

"Mr. Huofen, hello, I am Litton, the deputy head of the Knights of the Hunter."

Looking at the tall man in front of him, Litton said while performing a standard knight etiquette.

At the same time, Litton could not help subconsciously looking at the chains between his hands.

The cold light reflected under the street lamp and the heavy thunder-like sound produced by the slight shaking all made people feel a little chilly, and made his tall figure even more terrifying.

"Hello, I am the leader of the Pain Knights, Kraft Hofen."

Compared with his ferocious appearance, his voice was unexpectedly calm, like a polite gentleman, which also slightly subsided the oppressive aura around him.

After looking around the courtyard with his eyes, he frowned slightly and asked.

"Excuse me, is Neil Ron, who is the team leader, here? As an opponent who will compete with each other tomorrow, I hope to have a face-to-face conversation with him."

"Master Neil, he and Miss Rogier have been invited to the dinner party hosted by Northculem's house. If there is anything, I can convey it for you."

Litton couldn't help showing a hint of apology on his face, and replied.

After all, the head of the other party has already visited the door in person. According to etiquette, Neil, who is also the head, should come out to greet him, but only him, the deputy head, came.

"Is it......"

Kraft nodded, his calm expression made Litton even more embarrassed.

Especially after he fell silent, Litton couldn't help but speak again.

"Well, I'm very sorry, but after all, it's inconvenient to refuse the kind invitation from the Northculem family. If you have any dissatisfaction, please don't blame Master Neil."

"No, I was the one who came to visit unexpectedly."

Kraft shook his head and said calmly.

"On our side, we didn't notify and invite you in advance. Instead, we caused you trouble. I'm very sorry."

"Then, since Captain Neil is not in the residence, we will go back first. I hope that Deputy Captain Litton can tell him that we are looking forward to the match with you tomorrow."

"Ah, yes, we are also very much looking forward to discussing with the members of the Knights of Pain."

Litton also nodded quickly, saluted Kraft again, then watched him turn around, and walked towards the distance together with the two knights who also saluted him.

"Miss Yvette, I didn't make Mr. Hofen angry, did I?"

Seeing how he left so quickly, Litton also asked Yvette, who had been standing quietly by the side since the conversation just now, with some unease.

"I don't think so at all. It might be better to say that Mr. Litton's attitude seems too humble."

While speaking quietly, Yvette raised her hand and pinched Litton's face.

"Although being polite is a good thing, they are the ones who came here uninvited. What's the matter with your attitude of wanting to take all the mistakes on yourself?"

"Also, how many times have I said that when you call me, you should call me Yvette?"

"But...but obviously Miss Yvette is also calling my husband hurt..."

Litton's expression also became more painful under Yvette's more forceful pinch of the face.

"I can call because I'm a maid, but since I've become the deputy captain, I shouldn't be humble, understand?"

"Understood, I understand, so please let go, the flesh on my face is going to be pulled off."

After a while, she took back her white fingers, and Litton immediately grinned and covered his flushed cheeks, and looked helplessly at Yvette, who looked normal.

"So that person is sure there is no problem?"

"There is no problem. There is nothing abnormal about his actions and behaviors."

After glancing at the deserted street, Yvette also spoke.

As Chichimora, who is good at observing emotions and paying attention to details, although its main purpose is to observe the state and mood of the master and adjust the way of serving, at certain times, it can also be used to judge the character and attitude of the other party.

"Yes, that's fine."

Litton also heaved a sigh of relief. After all, he was the opponent who was going to compete tomorrow. If he could be that kind of upright and firm person, his mood would be much better.

"Go back and continue exercising. Tomorrow's game must not hold back Mr. Grace and Master Neil."

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"Head, are you sure you're going back like this? Although it's a dinner party, we can wait in their residence, right?"

On the way back, a follower couldn't help the curiosity in his heart and asked.

"And in this way, we can also observe their combat effectiveness by the way and prepare for tomorrow's game."

"If it's a dinner at Northculem's house, they probably won't be back until very late."

Under the illumination of the lights, Kraft said calmly.

"Also, if we wait there, we are the only ones being observed."

"Uh... what does that mean...?"

After glancing at the knight, Kraft didn't speak, but walked forward in silence.

Neil Ron, Grace, Lytton, Cronin, Tyronn.

Now that the order of appearance of the Knights of the Hunter has been obtained, the words of the Knights of Pain...

"Blau, you will play the first game tomorrow. I will play the second game, and the remaining three games will be..."

"Head, has it been decided yet? I remember you said before that it will be decided later?"

The knight named Blau became surprised. When he wanted to discuss the previous few times, Kraft temporarily refused on the grounds that it was pending.

"Are you sure you don't need to discuss it with other people?"

"It has been decided."

Kraft nodded and replied.

Although he still had some doubts in his heart, since Kraft, the team leader, said so, Blau nodded immediately, and did not question Kraft's decision any more.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to peep into what Kraft was thinking at this time.

Avoid the battle with the head and deputy head, first defeat an ordinary knight, and then lose to the head and deputy head of the opponent, in this way, you will not appear too noticeable.

Just like the past few sessions, hide yourself, not to be noticed, not to be expected. …

On Kraft's forehead covered by dark bangs, a illusory eye like a jellyfish in the sea gradually closed again and disappeared.

Volume Four Brave Performance Competition: Chapter 260 Chapter 259 Splashing Dirty Water

"My lord priest, I'm sorry, what did you just say?",

Looking at Grantham who was smiling in front of him, and Bishop Chelson who nodded in agreement, Sylvia asked with a very ugly face.

"Ah, Your Royal Highness, maybe I was too soft to let you hear clearly."

He had an apologetic expression on his face, and then said to Sevilla.

"I hope to invite His Excellency Neil and Miss Rogier to join the Holy Ice Knights."

"After all, with the talents of the two, I believe that with a better environment, they will definitely become stronger under the teachings of the religious order and become one of the brave men who will save the world."

"That makes sense, Priest Northculim."

Looking at the benevolent eyes on Grantham's face, as if looking at a grown-up child, Chelson couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction.

"We saw the performance in today's game. It was indeed very exciting. Living in Lorharlem with such a talent is really too wasteful."

"But my lord, Neil and Euphemia are both brave men of their own families. Isn't it impolite to join the knights of other families like this?"

Candice also spoke anxiously, causing Grantham's expression to become puzzled.

"What are you talking about, Your Highness the Third Princess? They are all companions under the radiance of the Lord God. Does the separation between families need to be so clear?"

"The transfer and dispatch of knights is a normal thing. Isn't it normal for me to invite them to join the holy ice knights, which has the most abundant facilities and technology?"

"Or, in the eyes of the third princess, the knight order of each family should only belong to its own family, and even the religious order has no right to decide?"

"But holy..."

But the Holy Ice Knights are clearly your personal soldiers.

This sentence was abruptly suppressed by Candice, because the way Bishop Chelson looked at them had begun to look strange.

"What you said is that the children of the Lord God should naturally not have differences."

After glancing at Candice, Sylvia also took a step forward slightly, blocking the sight of the two of them for her, and said with a smile.

"It's just that, since this is the case, it doesn't make any difference to join our Kingdom Knights, right? After all, everyone is a member of the order, and Candice, who is a saint, is also friends with them. I think, so Is it more in line with their own wishes?"