"Ten rounds? Isn't that a bit too difficult? " A burly figure sitting below the patriarch said in a low voice, "As far as I know, Princess Hathaway is also a pioneer. If she has awakened the power of her bloodline, her strength should be equal to that of the saintess. I don't think there are many people here who can defeat her in ten rounds."
"Yes!" The petite elder's expression was solemn as he said, "Her Highness the Saintess has cultivated the Dragon Emperor's Secret Skill, and it has long been ingrained into her bones. If we restrict her from using the Dragon Emperor's Secret Skill, it will instead make her feel awkward in battle. In my opinion, thirty rounds is more like it!"
"Agreed!" The shadow who was previously hidden in the darkness said, "Ten rounds is too much. If it's thirty rounds, then there's still some hope. It can be considered a fair contest!"
The little girl chuckled: "Aisha has been a saintess for so many years. She often shuttles back and forth in the wasteland. Her fighting skills are different from ordinary people. If she can't defeat Princess Hailey in ten rounds then what ability does she have to continue to be a saintess?"
"Ten rounds is more than enough in a life and death fight between masters. Do you want to compete in endurance for thirty rounds?"
"Hmph! Endurance is one of the keys to victory! Princess Hailey can't be a saintess if she doesn't have enough endurance!"
"Ridiculous! The duel between masters is about killing moves and adaptations! What's the use of endurance to drag down the opponent? "
"Why don't you just say that you can defeat Princess Hailey in one round? Wouldn't it be more straightforward? "
"One round? I want to do it as long as you agree. "
"You …"
The two sides of the round table were arguing with each other.
"Shut up!" The patriarch who had been silent suddenly opened his mouth. His voice covered the hall. Everyone looked at the patriarch.
"Ten rounds! Ten rounds!" The patriarch said indifferently: "If Aisha can't defeat Hailey then abdicate!"
"Patriarch, this …" The skinny old man and others hurriedly opened their mouth.
The patriarch shook his head as he looked at the little girl and the others: "Aisha will continue to be the saintess if Hailey is defeated. The matter of leaking 'Dragon Thorn' will be dealt with lightly. If Aisha can't defeat Hailey in ten rounds, it will prove that Hailey has the ability to become a saint. Hailey will be the temporary saint in the future. After Aisha reflects, we will discuss the replacement. "
"I agree!" The little girl smiled, her eyes as beautiful as crescent moons.
The rest of the people around her also seconded and agreed.
The skinny old man and the others opened their mouths slightly and sighed in the end. Since the Clan Leader had already said so, it was useless for them to continue arguing. After all, the other party had the upper hand in terms of votes.
"Dragon Mother, what do you think of this suggestion?" The leader turned to the noblewoman sitting on the dragon chair at the top of the round table.
Hearing the Patriarch's words, the conference hall became slightly quiet. Everyone turned their heads to look at the luxurious and graceful figure on the dragon throne. They could not help but withdraw their unnecessary emotions, and were somewhat serious and solemn.
The noblewoman had been lazily leaning on the soft pillow in the dragon chair. There was no trace of change in her expression. At this moment when she heard the patriarch's question, she slightly moved her eyes. Her amber eyes swept over everyone. Everyone who looked at her subconsciously slightly lowered their heads. They didn't dare to look directly at her eyes.
"You are the patriarch. You decide." The noblewoman slowly withdrew her gaze and indifferently said: "Since most people agree on this point, let's implement it. The two sisters must be impatient waiting outside. Call them in."
Seeing that the Dragon Mother didn't intervene, the little girl and the others heaved a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from their shoulders.
The skinny old man and others had a trace of disappointment in their eyes. They sighed in their heart. They knew that this matter couldn't be reversed.
"Call them in." The patriarch ordered in the darkness behind.
A voice came from the darkness, followed by a breeze.
A moment later, the sound of two light footsteps could be heard from outside the dimly lit conference hall. Their footsteps were calm as they walked over step by step, neither fast nor slow.
The next moment, two stunning faces with somewhat similar contours appeared at the end of the round table. It was the girl in the tang suit who had been waiting outside the door and Aisha who was in Dean's eyes.
Both of them were similar in height and clothes. However, one was wearing a purple tang suit and the other was wearing a green cheongsam. They were like two bright autumn flowers.
The girl in the Tang suit had a calm expression, and there was a hint of coldness on her face. It was as if she didn't care about anything outside of the world. If one looked closely, they would find that her temperament and appearance were somewhat similar to that of the noblewoman on the dragon throne.
Aisha who was next to her looked a bit immature. Although her expression was calm, there seemed to be a soft smile on her face. It made people feel very close to her.
"Hathaway pays her respects to Dragon Mother, Clan Leader, and Elders." Aisha who was wearing a green cheongsam bowed her head and said. Dean would be stunned if he was here.
"Aisha greets the Dragon Mother and patriarch." The girl in the Tang suit just nodded slightly to show her respect. As for the other people at the round table, she did not even look at them. She was the Holy Maiden, whose status was second only to the Dragon Mother and the Patriarch. When these elders saw her, they should take the initiative to greet her. This was their status and also the rule.
The noblewoman sitting on the dragon chair stared at her and nodded slightly. There was a trace of a smile on her lips.
"You are here." The patriarch looked at the two equally outstanding daughters. There was a trace of complexity in his eyes. He slightly squeezed his fingers under the table: "Aisha, you can't escape from the crime of losing the 'Dragon Thorn'. The evidence is conclusive. Do you plead guilty?"
The girl in the tang suit was calm. It seemed that she had expected him to say this: "I don't."
The patriarch was startled.
"You don't?" The middle-aged man sitting opposite him said in a deep voice: "The evidence is conclusive. Do you still not admit it?"
The girl in the tang suit said indifferently: "No matter what evidence you have, I won't admit it if I haven't done it! But it doesn't matter to you whether I admit it or not. You have asked us to come here so you should have discussed the verdict. So just pronounce the verdict! "
The little girl smiled faintly and said, "Your Highness Saintess, you speak as if we are wrongly accusing you. Evidence is evidence. You did something wrong, so you should pay the price!"
The girl in the tang suit looked at the little girl: "What price do you want me to pay?"
Being stared at by the Saintess, the little girl suddenly felt as if she couldn't hide the secret in her heart. She couldn't help but look away and say, "Your Highness Saintess, the verdict was decided by everyone. If you want to explain, it's still not too late …"
"No need." The girl in the tang suit interrupted her.
The little girl's eyes flashed with a trace of anger.
The skinny old man and the others sighed and shook their heads.
The patriarch was silent for a moment before he said in a low voice, "After the discussion between me and the twelve elders, we have unanimously decided that you and Hathaway will fight, and you will be prohibited from using the Dragon Emperor's secret skill. If you can defeat her within ten rounds, you will continue to be the Saintess, and the matter of you losing the Dragon Thorn Chapter will also be dealt with lightly. If you can't defeat Hathaway … then Hathaway will replace you as the Saintess for the time being, and when you reflect on your actions, you will be transferred back. Do you have any objection to this verdict? "
In the conference hall, everyone's eyes fell on the girl in the Tang suit, and they all had different expressions.
The girl in the tang suit faced everyone's gaze but her expression didn't change. She just remained silent.
"Aisha, if you have any objection you can raise it." The patriarch saw her silent for a long time. A trace of complexity flashed in his eyes as he spoke again.
The girl in the tang suit was silent for a moment: "I … have no objection."
Hearing her words, the hearts of many people at the round table immediately relaxed, and they heaved a sigh of relief.
There was a trace of joy in the depths of Hathaway's eyes. Her fingers couldn't help but clench the giant spear in her hand.
"But …" The girl in the tang suit suddenly opened her mouth again.
Everyone was startled as they heard the word 'but'.
The noblewoman on the dragon throne revealed a strange look in the depths of her eyes as she looked at her quietly.
"But what?" A person next to the girl couldn't help but ask.
The girl indifferently said: "I give up the fight."
There was silence in the conference hall.
Everyone was stunned once again as they looked at her incredulously. Give up? This was the only chance. How could she give up?
Soon everyone thought of a reason. Could it be that the conditions were too harsh? She knew that it would be difficult to defeat Hathaway in ten rounds so she gave up? It seemed that … there was only one explanation.
Many people's eyes showed a flash of understanding as they thought of this.
The lady on the Dragon Throne gave the girl in the Tang suit a meaningful look, then slowly retracted her gaze. She lowered her eyes, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Since you want it so much then I will give it to you." The girl looked at her sister Hathaway and said calmly.
Hathaway was stunned on the spot.
She had even prepared for the upcoming battle. She had even deliberately simulated it in her mind many times for the sake of this battle. She had even prepared many secret moves for it. But … she had given up?
"Yes, she knows that she can't defeat me in ten rounds so she wisely gave up to avoid fighting in front of everyone!" Hathaway quickly came to this conclusion.
"I have a request." The girl in the tang suit looked at the clan leader and the lady on the dragon chair above the clan leader.
Hearing her words, everyone's heart jumped again. Many people who had just relaxed tensed up again. They stared at her with a trace of nervousness and seriousness in their eyes.
The clan leader looked at her deeply and said: "What request?"
The girl in the tang suit looked straight at him and said: "The person who was arrested is just an innocent person who was implicated. I want him alive." Her tone was very firm and very serious.
The little girl and others knew that it was a false alarm after hearing this. They couldn't help but sigh in relief.
The person who was arrested was just a nobody from the outer wall. They didn't put him in their eyes. Moreover looking at Aisha's serious expression, it was obvious that she wanted this person.
She rarely showed such a tough attitude, but every time she showed it, no one could defy her.
Because no one was willing to offend her.
"I'll go first if there is nothing else." The girl said.
The patriarch sighed in his heart. His tone remained calm: "Since you have given up the fight then from today on Hathaway will be the temporary saintess. Aisha you will move out of the mountain and hand over the saintess token! From now on you are not allowed to step into the Dragon Emperor Palace. "
The girl slightly nodded. She turned her palm and a platinum token appeared. It was the size of a baby's palm. There was a black dragon engraved on the back of the token. She placed it on the table and bowed: "Dragon Mother, patriarch, I'll go first." After saying that, she turned around and left without any hesitation or hesitation. She didn't even look at the others. Her slender and graceful figure gradually disappeared in the darkness. Then, there was a loud bang from outside. It was the sound of the conference hall's door closing again.
Everyone in the conference hall looked at each other.
No one thought that Aisha would hand over the saintess token so easily. This was a symbol of the noble status and power of the Dragon race!
"Princess Hathaway, from now on you are the saintess. I hope you can replace Aisha and guard the wasteland." The little girl took the lead in breaking the silence.
Hathaway slowly came back to her senses and stared at the Holy Maiden Token on the table in front of her. This was something she had dreamed of, and now it was within her reach. For this day, she had sacrificed too much. She had fantasized countless times about the excitement she would feel when she got the Holy Maiden Token, as well as the scene of it.
However, this scene had happened in front of her. She suddenly felt a little strange in her heart. It seemed that … there was no surprise and excitement. Was it because her sister gave up?
She thought of this reason. Her eyes flickered slightly. She slowly reached out to pick up the saintess token. The strange feeling in her heart faded away. The excitement of her dream surged in her heart.
In any case, she won.
She got what belonged to her!
…
…
On the mountain of the Holy Maiden.
Aisha packed up her luggage and came out of the tall building. She had very few important things. Or it could be said that there were not many things that she cared about.
"Dear sister." As soon as she got out of the gate, a pretty figure walked leisurely and looked at her with a smile. It was Hathaway who had gotten the saintess token. She glanced at the bag in Aisha's hand and smiled: "Sister, you'd better take it all at once. Otherwise, I will throw it away as junk. You won't be able to find it when you come back."
Aisha said indifferently: "What you throw away as junk is more than that."
"Sister, are you talking about the little thing that you raised that year that bit people?" Hathaway grinned and said: "It likes to bark. It actually shouted at me. Of course, I have to teach it a lesson."
"Don't lower yourself to the same level as a beast. You have to improve your taste in the future. Otherwise, you won't be a good saintess." Aisha said indifferently.
Hathaway covered her mouth and smiled: "If sister thinks I'm not good enough, you can go back … Oh, I remember. Sister has always been smarter than me. You knew that I had awakened the power of the bloodline. You were worried that you couldn't beat me in ten rounds. So, you simply gave up. You even said 'give it to me'. You deserve to be my sister!"
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