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Chelly replied in confusion, "Jacques, I don't understand why my father sent me to the Kingdom of Holm, but I think he must be thinking for me. There should be something suitable for me to study in the nuns' school there. You know that I'm not a Knight. My Knight teacher secretly said that I can never activate my Blessing unless I rely on potions. I don't have the ability to do business either. I once tried to manage our family's bank like Miss Florina, the daughter of Baron Moncaro, but we lost a lot of money. Even my brother was dissatisfied. "
"Except for reading, I can't learn anything well, whether it's music, opera, painting, or sculpture. I can't believe that someone like me can win your love, Jacques. You're so handsome and so versatile. You're good at piano, painting, singing, swordsmanship … You're like the dazzling sun." Chelly seemed to be touching Jacques's face.
Jacques grabbed Chelly's hand and kissed it. He said with infatuation, "When I followed Lord Gaspar to the viscount's house and saw you reading on the balcony, I fell in love with you deeply. Your beauty and your temperament are like a rose under the moon. So peaceful and so beautiful. You don't need to do anything. You just need to marry me and enjoy your life. "
"But, Jacques, you … you're not a real Knight yet," Chelly said sadly. Nobles must marry other nobles. "Also, I always believe that as a complete life, as a lucky person blessed by God, no matter if it's a man or a woman, we must have the ability to live without relying on others. We must have something to show our value in life. Therefore, I have to work hard to find something that I'm good at. This is my little persistence. I hope you can understand, Jacques."
Jacques said in frustration, "Chelly, I understand your choice, but what can you learn in the nuns' school in the Kingdom of Holm? Also, I know very well that only by activating my Blessing and becoming a noble Knight can I truly have you. I have never been afraid or worried about this. I will work hard and fight for it. However, I am afraid that by the time I awaken the power of my bloodline, you will have already married someone else. Wait, Chelly, the viscount wants you to study in the Kingdom of Holm. Is it because he wants you to marry a noble there? "
Whether it was for Viscount Wright to strengthen his relationship in the Kingdom of Holm or for the church to win over the conservative nobles in the opposite country, Jacques was convinced that this was the case. His voice was filled with pain and despair in Lucien's ears. "Is it true, Chelly? Are you going to marry someone else? "
"I don't know. I really don't know … Father never told me …" Chelly mumbled in confusion. She was not confident at all as she was drifting on the boat.
Jacques punched on the wooden boxes hard, and some of them almost hit Lucien's face. "Chelly, can you wait for me?" Jacques asked in desperation, but there was a bit of hope in his voice, "Can you wait for me? I know that the viscount and his wife love you very much, and you love them very much. You won't do anything that will completely disappoint them. However, can you wait for me for three years? If I can't awaken the power of my bloodline in three years, it means that I'm not good enough for you. I can only love you secretly. "
Chelly was touched by Jacques' confession. She nodded hard, "I will. I'll wait for you in three years. And after three years, as long as you don't mind, I'm willing to be your lover forever. "
Jacques hugged Chelly, "Chelly, why are you Chelly …"
Annick, who was listening with great interest, suddenly found that his ears were covered by a pair of hands. He turned his head and looked at Mr. Evans weirdly. Were they talking about something secret that he was not supposed to hear?
After the mushy dialogue that almost made Lucien vomit, Chelly leaned on Jacques' shoulder and said, "Jacques, can you find a chance to play 'For Sylvia' for me? We should go up now. In such a heavy storm, my father will probably be worried about me and will come to check. "
Lucien thought in embarrassment, Sylvia has been killed by Natasha. Will playing this piano sound like a curse … Of course, there were no more than twenty people who knew about Sylvia.
"Okay, I'm willing to play whenever you want." Jacques replied gently. Then, the two of them sneaked back to the upper cabin.
Lucien waited for a while before he released Annick's ears, "Let's go back to the cabin. The storm and the waves are so heavy. Maybe someone will come down to check if the goods are damaged."
"Yes, Mr. Evans." Annick replied respectfully at first and then asked curiously, "Why did you cover my ears just now?"
"I was afraid that their love words would destroy your immature mind." Lucien replied 'solemnly', "Even I almost couldn't resist it. I felt that I was struck by lightning."
Annick thought for a moment and said, "But the love words I heard earlier were far worse than the dialogues in operas."
"That's why I hate operas …" said Lucien expressionlessly.
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Back in his cabin, Lucien did not lie down on the hammock to rest or meditate. Instead, he stood there and listened to the muffled sound of the waves hitting the divine power circles of the ship, as well as the thunderous roars that could not be stopped.
"The storm today is much heavier than the one we encountered a few days ago. Also, the thunder is too dense. It's quite alarming."
As a sorcerer of the school of Astrology, although Lucien's Host Star of Destiny and Astrology could not give him a more accurate prediction, they could still give Lucien a vague premonition.
"Is the sailboat going to be destroyed by the terrible storm?" Lucien could not help but think of the worst case scenario. However, under the cover of the storm, he could not use his elementary astrology at all. He could only stay vigilant. "I hope that my premonition is wrong. I've been wrong many times before …"
Just as the thought crossed his mind, a terrifying thunderclap suddenly exploded. While Lucien's mind was shaken, he felt weightless, as if he was about to fly in the narrow cabin.
"Is the sailboat lifted by the waves? Or …? "
The sound of a heavy slap could be clearly heard from the divine spell array, and the feeling of unsteadiness was even more obvious.
"Enemy attack!" Lucien, who had abundant experience in battles and dangers, could not tell that the sailboat was under attack at this moment.
The continuous slapping sound and the crackling sound of lightning striking the divine power circles made all the apprentices realize that something was wrong. No matter how weak they were, they all gathered around Lucien's door. At this moment, Mr. Evans, as a sorcerer, was their pillar of support. Even Omos, who looked the most mature and quiet among them, was panicking.
Lucien opened the door and gestured them to calm down. "No matter who the enemy is, it has nothing to do with us now. There are Knights, Knights, priests and divine power circles on the sailboat. They'll take care of it. All we need to do is wait …" If even Viscount Wright, a Grand Knight, could not take care of the enemy, they could only hope that the enemy did not expect the appearance of a sorcerer and could escape with the help of magic.
Calm and peaceful, Lucien's attitude influenced the apprentices. They all took deep breaths and slowly calmed down.
Another heavy slapping sound came. The sailboat was shaking violently again. The apprentices almost rolled on the ground outside the cabin. It took them a lot of effort to grab the door and stand still.
As soon as the thought came to his mind, Lucien's spiritual power, which was suppressed by the storm and lightning, sensed a scorching heat rising from the outside. The heat was so strong that even the thunderstorm and the waves could not cover it.
"It's probably a level-five divine power. There's a bishop on the sailboat!"
Lucien once saw the leader of the night watchers, a level-five bishop, in action from afar. He could roughly estimate the power of this strike. In such a storm, no divine power below level-five or level-five would cause even the slightest ripple.
When the scorching heat wave appeared, Lucien also sensed a sharp and sharp wind in the storm. The wind was so condensed and sharp that it was completely different from the storm around.
"Viscount Wright has made his move." Lucien thought to himself. He was a bit relieved. A bishop and a grand Knight should be able to defeat the enemy. After all, if the enemy was a senior-rank, the sailboat would have already sunk.
Viscount Wright's Blessing, Wild Wind, was one of the symbols of the city of Sturk.
The slapping sound disappeared, but the thunder and waves were still rolling. There seemed to be shouts coming from outside through the storm.
Suddenly, a huge wave hit the railing of this floor heavily. The divine power circle, which was already on the verge of collapse, let out a despairing sound.
Then, Lucien and the apprentices saw that the wooden planks at the other end of the corridor were broken into pieces. The blue-black seawater rushed in together with the white foam.
In the seawater, there were many monsters with fish heads and human bodies. They were covered in silver scales. Their arms seemed to be shriveled, but they were holding heavy tridents.
"Kuo-toans! Kuo-toans who haven't converted to the Church! Why are they attacking the fleet?! " Lucien, who had read Encyclopedia of Magic Creatures, recognized the monsters at first glance. The apprentices' faces all turned pale when they saw the ferocious Kuo-toans.
Lucien also had a strong sense of danger.
"Fight against these Kuo-toans? But the Knight, the priest, and the sailors will come down to protect the cargo. We'll be dead if we're discovered by them! "
"Run away? It's a terrible storm outside. I don't know what kind of monsters are fighting against the bishop and the grand Knight. "
"What should we do?!"
Lucien forced himself to calm down. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. This was the tragedy of a stowaway. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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