After the full level, my soft rice system is long overdue

"By the way, Ingrid, I have a few gifts for you."

While speaking, Ciel exchanged a few items from the system panel, took them out, and handed them to Ingrid.

Ingrid took a few things from Charles.

This is a dark blue knight skirt armor, matched with metal gauntlets made of white iron.

Also handed over was a long sword with a luxurious hilt, and a line of inscriptions were engraved on the sword-"Whoever can pull this sword from the stone platform is the King of England's Destiny".

Claude on the side seemed to see something, and looked at Charles with shocked eyes: "Could it be, this is the British red dragon in the book called The Night of Fate in the Black Tower Bookstore..."

Charles nodded solemnly: "That's right, that's right."

"What is this?"

Ingrid was raised strictly according to the code of chivalry since she was a child, and she didn't read much entertainment novels from the Black Tower Bookstore, so she didn't understand the charades between Charles and Claude.

She weighed the knight's skirt armor, gauntlets and sword.

Given that she has already entered the quasi-legendary stage and is strong enough to tame the Holy Tianma as her own mount, it can be seen that there is not a single trace of magic factor in these things.

In other words, this is not the weapon prepared for the battle of superhumans.

But it's better to say, it's more like a ceremonial prop during a ceremony.

"This is called a COS suit. I'm going to launch a new product at the Golden Deer Chamber of Commerce..." Charles explained, "Can you try wearing this suit?"

Ingrid looked at Charles and Claude who were looking at her expectantly, and then looked at the so-called COS suit in his hand. She always felt that something was wrong.

She wanted to refuse, but just as the words of rejection were about to blurt out, the female knight glimpsed Sylvia furtively looking towards the three of them from the corner of her eyes.

She silently made several mouth shapes towards Ingrid, and then quickly looked away, for fear of being discovered by Charles.

"Your Highness—"

"Just keep pampering him."

Ingrid sighed in her heart, and began to put on those props.

Accompanied by a piece of prop upper body, she saw the eyes of Claude and Charles light up at the same time.

"It's like, it's so similar!" This is Claude's emotional voice.

"The first time I saw Ingrid, I saw that she had the potential to be a cosplay king!" Shire sounded quite complacent.

"Although she may be more suitable for Bai Qiandai in terms of temperament, but considering her figure, Lan Dai is the most suitable for Ingulite."

Claude suddenly fell to the ground, half propped up his body with his hands, and looked at Ingrid: "Can you add another line, yes, that's it——Excuse me, are you my Master?"

"If you want to be serious and indifferent, it would be even better if you can add some queenly aura."

"of course can."

A cold smile appeared on Ingrid's pretty face.

Then, she raised the heavy metal knight boots and stepped on Claude's toes.

what--

It is said that that day, every nobleman in the Second Palace heard a scream of unknown origin.

..

Ingrid happily returned to Sylvia's side.

Then, she saw that she was holding a newspaper on the surface and reading it carefully, but in fact, her attention was not on the newspaper at all, but from time to time, she secretly glanced towards the Saintess of Dawn who was not far away in the direction of Charles.

On the other side, Charles and Claude found a table, each holding a cup of tea, talking loudly, with passionate expressions, and Claude gasped for air from time to time in the discussion.

Ingulite listened for a while, and got a general idea that these two seemed to be planning to launch a new drink called "Coca-Cola" in the Golden Deer Chamber of Commerce, and had high expectations for it, and even played a leading role in the beverage industry during the talk slogan.

"Your Highness—"

Ingrid's words awakened Sylvia, and she puffed up like a frightened cat before recovering.

"Don't scare me, Ingrid, why are you walking without sound?"

In fact, I was wearing metal knight boots, and the sound of walking could be heard more than ten meters away.

It's just that you were too focused on watching His Majesty Shire just now, so I didn't notice it when I walked up to you.

Ingulli didn't speak out the complaints in her heart, and came to sit beside Sylvia.

Except for a very small number of discipline priests, most of the magicians in the Holy See of Dawn only focus on auxiliary magic and are not good at fighting.

This point, even Silvia, who is the Holy Maiden of Dawn, is no exception.

Even if Sylvia's level of divine arts was almost equal to that of the High Priest of the Holy See of Dawn, once she was approached, even a fourth- and fifth-level physics professional could put Sylvia into a hard fight.

For this reason, as early as when Sylvia was selected as the Holy Dawn, Ingrid, the only daughter of the head of the Holy Light Knights of the Dawn Holy See, was selected as Sylvia's guardian knight. .

The two grew up together since childhood. Even when Sylvia was undergoing the Saintess Trial as the Saintess of Dawn, she followed her all the way when she traveled the continent incognito. At that time, she also joined the Morning Star Adventure Group where Isabella was.

Although there is no blood relationship, to Ingrid, Sylvia is no different from her younger sister.

It can be said that even Sylvia herself may not know herself as well as Ingrid wants to come.

It is also because of this that Ingrid has long been aware of Sylvia's careful thoughts about Charles like a mirror.

Leaving aside all the previous trips to the mainland together, Sylvia started making various preparations a whole week in advance to meet Ciel in the imperial capital this time.

Not to mention that it took several days to choose the clothes, just the perfume that was prepared to be sprayed when they met today, Sylvia dragged Ingulite to try on the cosmetics counter of the Golden Deer Chamber of Commerce all afternoon.

However, every time I have made sufficient preparations beforehand, when we meet each other, due to various reasons, we cannot make any progress.

Ingrid watched from the side, feeling really anxious.

She considered for a moment, then slowly said: "Your Highness, I think that since you want to go further with Her Majesty Charles..."

"Then maybe you can try to be more proactive."

"No, you're wrong, Ingrid."

Sylvia's pleasant words sounded slowly: "I recently read a love comic from the Black Tower Bookstore.. Then, I learned a brand new theory from it."

"Even if you become a lover or a husband and wife, there is still a clear relationship of rights between lovers and husband and wife."

"If you want to gain a higher status in your future married life, then you must not be a loser!"

"Love is war!"

"And in love, the one who reveals his heart first is the loser."

"Charles is certainly excellent, but in this war, I will not lose!"

Sylvia swiped her long golden hair that fell under the shawl, fluttering in the wind, looking quite confident.

"After all, I am the Holy Maiden of Dawn!"

Ingrid was speechless.

That is, is there a possibility...

If the relationship has not been formally confirmed first, then...

Maybe it will be preempted by others..

However, before Ingullit had time to express his words.

next moment--

There was a commotion at the entrance of the palace.

Accompanied by the exclamation of many nobles "blood clan".

The red-haired and red-eyed True Ancestor of the Blood Race wore a gorgeous court dress, and passed through the crowd in the palace under the surprised eyes of the nobles.

Then, he went straight to Ciel who was talking with Claude, and approached Ciel without any hesitation.

"Your Majesty, I have come here specially to find you."

Esveda opened her mouth slowly, the distance between the two was close to zero, and the girl's breath fell on Charles' ear with a warm touch.

..

boom--

Obviously sitting next to him is a weak magician who is supposed to be powerless——

But at this moment, Ingrid clearly felt a dazzling murderous aura rising into the sky.

"Stolen cat!"

Chapter 42 If you lose, you have to promise me a condition of 5k

"Allow me to introduce myself to you, Your Majesty Charles."

The true ancestor of the blood race turned his body slightly, and some red hair fell on Charles' side.

She is wearing a dark purple court dress today. Compared with the previous entrance examination at the Higher Extraordinary Academy, today she combed her dazzling crimson hair into a long ponytail, revealing a swan-like curvaceous snow-white neck.

Pair it with a sparkling ruby ​​necklace for an elegant and noble look.

The most striking thing is her ears, which are slightly pointed. Although they are not as slender as the high elves, they are still enough to distinguish them from ordinary humans.

"My real name is Esveda Brunstad, and I come here on behalf of the Millennium City."

"At the same time, I am also the true ancestor of this generation of blood race."

The noise of the nobles came from the side.

Blood race, or in a more traditional way, vampires, are genuine sub-human races.

Compared with dwarves, giants, and elves, blood races that are also extrahuman races are much more mysterious.

The actions of blood races are often relatively secretive, coupled with their human-like appearance and many abilities that can be used for camouflage, most people may not be able to discover the other party's true identity even if they spend a long time with blood races.

And the race is also very low key.

As long-lived species, they did not establish their own royal court outside the human territory like dwarves, giants, and elves, but maintained an attitude of indifference to the world.

Therefore, even the nobles of the human kingdom generally only have a vague understanding of the blood race.

For example, many people know that the blood race has an ancestral land called the Millennium City, but few people know where the Millennium City actually exists in the mainland.

Because of this, even though the Lost Island and the King's Court of Giants both sent envoys, everyone never expected that even the Blood Race would arrive.

Moreover, the one who came was actually the True Ancestor of the Blood Race.

This is the royal family that is destined to be among the blood clan from the day of birth, and it is said that it will only appear once in a thousand years.

The last time there was a record of the true ancestor of the blood clan appearing in the world was in the ancient books, when the millennium jihad between the Holy See and the alien race ended, and the representatives of the human race signed a peace treaty with the alien messenger.

Esveda ignored the clamor of the nobles around her.

She just stared straight at Charles with her beautiful crimson eyes.

"Perhaps Shire has no impression, but I have had a relationship with Shire before."

"It's just that I didn't use the current identity at the time."

Charles nodded.

He had seen through Esveda's real blood body as early as the entrance examination.

However, as a time traveler, he is also a wizard of the Black Tower, and his teacher is a golden elf of unknown origin, so naturally he will not make a fuss about the opponent's race like those nobles.

"So, why did you come to see me?"

Esveda pursed her bright red lips.

"Not long ago, I witnessed your demonstration on the light curtain of illusion under the crown of Shire..."

"To be honest, those pictures touched me a lot."

Esveda's pupils shone with light: "It's not the amazing demonstrations that touch me, but the ideas displayed in them."

"If I'm not wrong, then, maybe it won't be long before the ideas you demonstrate, Your Majesty Shire, will set off a huge change in the entire Western Continent."

"The old structure and the brand-new concept merge and collide."

"...that will be a brand new, magnificent new era."

Charles was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the true ancestor princess who had the highest status in the blood clan would have such a vision.

Over the years, through the Black Tower Bookstore and the Golden Deer Chamber of Commerce, he has spared no effort to promote certain products in order to subtly pass on some ideas to the people of the Western Continent, paving the way for some of his big plans in the future.