In the following month, Lucien spent most of his time polishing his blood power and familiarizing himself with his new power, just like Beaulac who had regained his self-confidence and rationality. Lucien spent the rest of his time in all kinds of banquets. Under the cover of the banquets, Lucien made some preliminary agreements with the nobles. Therefore, Lucien could only go back to Beaulac's remote villa to reinforce the effect of Feign Death and Strong Sleep. He also fed Beaulac with nutrition, in case Beaulac starved to death and did not have enough time to carry out the experiment.
On this day, the sky was dark, and the wind was chilly. It seemed that the first blizzard of winter was coming.
The villa of the Gorse family, which was built in the ancient magic empire, was filled with a gloomy air. The smell of age and decay was so old that one could almost smell it with their nose.
Wearing the black knight suit, Lucien calmly walked to the basement of the main house. He was tall and slim, and his steps were firm and powerful.
The few senior members of the Gorse family who had gathered here all nodded when they saw how handsome he was. They didn't care whether they disliked him or not. Only someone like him could be considered an outstanding member of the Gorse family and be qualified to fight for the title of Count Tyris.
"It's only been a little more than a month, and Beaulac has already adjusted himself so well. Wait … Did he activate his Blessing?" Beck Van Anjou, the Count of Oldenburg, almost forgot to put the thick Brianne cigar into his mouth.
As the most powerful Knight in the Gorse family, Beck was Dim Star, a level eight Knight. Therefore, he could tell that Lucien had the power of a Knight from the way Lucien walked and the frequency of his blood vessels expanding and contracting.
Ulrich, the Duke of the Gorse family and a level seven Knight, the Moon of Order, answered with certainty, "He got some relics from his father and successfully activated the Blessing of the Silver Moon."
"Beck is a favorite of his father, so he must have a lot of treasures." Nuremberg looked at the Duke with a faint smile on his face. They had the same blonde hair and blue eyes. Their facial features were deep, but the Duke's hair was already a little white.
The uncle he mentioned was the father of Ulrich and Beck Mann, the former Gorse Duke. Rumor had it that he wanted to give his title to Beck Mann, but in the test in the underground palace, Ulrich suddenly became a level 5 Knight and defeated Beck Mann, who had many items. That was how Ulrich became the successor of the Gorse Duke.
The rest of the Marquises and Count looked at the old Duke with the same strange expression. They even suspected that the old Duke was responsible for Beck's early death.
Beaulac, who could not activate his Blessing, was not important to Lucien. However, now, Beaulac, who was calm, confident, and capable, was not someone Lucien would take seriously.
Ulrich, the Gorse Duke, said with the indifferent attitude of a superior, "Although I don't like people who rely on items to win in the end, a winner is a winner. I won't be blamed, and I will get what I deserve."
His disgust and disdain, but his fair and impartial attitude was evident.
"That's great." Nuremberg smiled meaningfully. He was always suspicious of any high-sounding and righteous words, especially when the speaker was Duke Ulrich, who had been in charge of the family for almost forty years.
There were many enemies in the Holy Helvetic Empire who were eyeing the Gorse Family covetously, not to mention the ambitious and unpredictable emperor. There was no doubt that Ulrich was able to make the Gorse Family grow stronger and stronger.
Emperor Rudolf II was the only one who had reached the legendary level after the first few ancestors of the Gorse Family. The title he gave himself was quite strange: "New Law Creation".
Lucien could not join the conversation between the big shots in front of the strange stone gate. After being greeted by the big shots, Lucien stood together with Claire, Relph and the rest of the apprentices.
Claire and Relph both pretended to be cold and hostile to Lucien, and neither of them said a word. The atmosphere was quite awkward.
A few minutes later, Arthen, who was still wearing his luxurious military suit, walked in with Jocelyn, Duda and other noble friends. He nodded to Lucien and the other nobles politely and confidently.
"You're also going in?" Beck asked. Seeing that Jocelyn, Duda and other nobles were all fully armed, he wanted to confirm.
Duda, who was covered in black armor, looked like an iron can. His voice came out of the mask, "Yes, Lord Count. I'm so close to becoming an official Knight. My father hopes that I can pass the test in the underground palace to fully stimulate my potential. And I believe that the magic circle in the underground palace of the Gorse Family can teleport us out in time. At most, we'll be severely injured, but we won't die. "
The more scared Duda was, the more he emphasized. Duda "perfectly" expressed his worries.
"Don't worry. Other than the magic circle, Mr. Metatron, the Glorious Crown, is also in the underground palace." Beck had a good relationship with Duda's father, Count Porti. He smiled and comforted Duda, but he did not tell Duda that there was also a secret force in the underground palace. After all, the nobles who were qualified to take the test all had powerful backgrounds. The Gorse Family was not afraid of them, but they did not want to offend them either.
Hearing Beck's words, Lucien closed his eyes to hide the seriousness in his eyes. Metatron, the Glorious Crown, was still in the underground palace? It seemed that things were getting more and more complicated.
Metatron was one of the two gold Knights in the Gorse Family. Since he was almost three hundred years old, he was much more senior than Beck and the other nobles. Therefore, Metatron was called "Your Excellency".
"As long as Mr. Metatron is in the underground palace, we're not worried at all." Duda nodded on behalf of his noble friends.
Although many of the nobles who came with Arthen had the power of a real Knight, compared to the nobles in the Duchy of Orvarit who were at the frontline of the war in the Dark Mountain Range and Schachran Empire, they lacked practical experience. Even when they were sent to the forest for training, they only faced goblins, kobolds and other common monsters. They did not have the experience of fighting real Knight level enemies. Like flowers in the garden, these nobles showed their brilliance with their bloodline.
At this moment, they were about to face a real battle that could seriously injure or disable them. It was inevitable that they were very nervous.
Jocelyn, who was standing next to Duda, saw that Nuremberg was looking at her. She smiled gently, "My lord, I'm already a knight. I want to fight with my fiancé."
Jocelyn's rose-colored close-fitting chain mail showed off her curvaceous body, which made many nobles behind Arthen steal glances at her from time to time.
Hearing Jocelyn's words, Arthen's face was full of happiness. Duda and the rest of the nobles all looked at Lucien, waiting to see what kind of disappointment, jealousy, pain, or anger Lucien would feel right now.
Lucien just looked at them with a smile, as if he was watching a sleepy opera.
Duda and Arthen were very disappointed. A young noble named Andris said sarcastically, "Beaulac, you're such a lady!"
Beaulac was not a man at all!
Looking at the young man with brown hair and blue eyes, Lucien said to him with the attitude that Beaulac should have, "I hope you won't kneel in front of me and beg for mercy later."
"What can a guy without the power of a Knight use to fight? Extraordinary items? " Andris was trying to irritate Beaulac. He looked down at the storage bag hanging on Beaulac's belt, wondering if his father had left him something good.
"I can assure you that you don't want to see them." Lucien put the Crown Ring and Sun's Corona into his storage pouch and covered them with the Ogre Gloves, Frost Longsword, and Dodging Boots. The test in the underground palace did not forbid him from carrying any extraordinary items. After all, only senior-rank people could use items of senior-rank or above, so there would be no accidents.
When Andris could not stand Lucien's attitude anymore, a group of people rushed in from the entrance of the basement. Deniz, who had a ponytail, was walking in the front.
"Hi, my dear Beaulac, I'm here to help you." Deniz greeted them without hesitation, but everyone's attention was not on him, but on the pure and beautiful blonde girl behind him. She was the only daughter of Rudolf II, Her Royal Highness Princess Sophia!
"Sophia, you're here as well?" Ulrich, the Gorse Duke, frowned slightly.
Sophia smiled sweetly, "Yes, uncle Ulrich. I want to try the legendary trial of the Gorse family. I'm a level five sorcerer. Even without the protection of Ms. Ma Nina, I'm still one of the most powerful young people here. "
"But …" All the leaders of the Gorse family hesitated. If Sophia died in the trial, how would the emperor react?
"Uncle Ulrich, please let me in. I'm sure I'll be safe!" Sophia blinked her eyes and pointed at her chest, indicating that she had other means to protect herself. "There were royal family members before, and I've already asked for permission from my father."
The last royal family member who participated in the trial of the Gorse family was Rudolf II himself. At that time, he was still a prince.
Hearing the emperor's permission, Ulrich looked a bit gloomy, "Then you must be careful."
"Wow!" Sophia cheered and walked to Lucien with Deniz. She pulled her milky white dress and bowed, "Please take good care of me, Mr. Beaulac."
Her smile was like a flower, and her eyes sparkled. She was like a bright tulip that attracted countless bees and butterflies, making people unable to take their eyes off her.
"I'll try my best to protect you, Her Royal Highness, even if I have to die for it." Lucien replied in an exaggerated aria. He was very confused. Why did Sophia want to enter the underground palace? Was there any other secret in there? Or did she just want to help "Beaulac" become the heir of the Gorse family?
Was there something else going on when he beat up the little kid?
Jealousy, vigilance, and hatred were staring at Lucien from the nobles in Arthen. Their faces were very gloomy. Why would Her Royal Highness like this loser? She was a level five bloodline sorcerer!
Many of the nobles were hesitating whether they should change sides. It seemed that with the support of Her Royal Highness and Deniz, Beaulac had a great chance to win.
The situation seemed to have turned upside down in an instant!
Suddenly, a deep voice came from the door of the basement, "Uncle Ulrich, I want to join the competition, too."
Countless gazes looked at the door in astonishment, only to see a tall, golden-haired man striding in. His facial features were exquisite, but they did not appear soft. Amidst his calmness, there was a strong aura that stood out.
Lucien guessed the man's identity from the similarity between him and Sophia. He was even more confused now. What was so strange about the competition of the Gorse family? Why would he join the competition?
"Your Highness, you …?" Arthen and Claire both blurted out.
The young man in simple silver armor was the Crown Prince of the Holy Helvetic Empire, the first heir to the throne, the Prince of Steinburg, Beyer!
He was a genius Knight who was about to become a Knight!
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