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What?! Laing and Suria, who were hiding behind the cupboard, opened their eyes wide.
The Nine Scrolls of Nagash, the Lord of the Dead?
Laing held Suria in his arms and signaled her to continue listening. The female knight did not say anything.
"Nine Scrolls? Nagash? What's that? "Matthew Bard's voice sounded strange.
"Damn it, Matthew Bard, don't put on airs." Fiona's voice was nervous and questioning. "The guard told grandpa that you were indeed besieged when you appeared in the library, but when you escaped into the library, nothing was chasing you!"
"When the damage was checked the next day, the fourth scroll of the Nine Scrolls had disappeared. Matthew Bard, the most suspicious person is you!" Fiona's voice was strong. "I'm telling you, Matthew Bard, although there are many suspects on that day, I think you're the most suspicious one!"
"Hey, my young miss, you can't frame me like this, right? Then I really have nothing to say to you." Matthew Bard shook his head helplessly and complained. "I don't even know what the Nine Scrolls of Nagash are. I've only heard of the name of the Lord of the Dead. Even if you tell me there are nine scrolls, I won't recognize them!"
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, I'm so unlucky. First, I was defeated by the 'Triple Thrust' at the last moment when I was about to win the knight competition. Then, you think I'm a thief. Did I lift the skirt of the lucky lady? Otherwise, how can I be so unlucky?" Matthew Bard complained again and again. He was also flustered and exasperated. "I'm really … Ah! You think I don't want to win? But Miss Suria is the daughter of the Duke. She has the ability to learn that kind of combat skill. I'm not. I'm just an ordinary knight. What can I do? Also, you said I stole something. Show me the evidence! "
The young knight showed all his annoyance and frustration in front of Fiona. He was like a challenger who had exhausted all his efforts but failed in front of his family and bloodline. He painfully told Fiona that it was not that he was not willing to work hard, but that his opponent was talented, hardworking, and had a better family than him.
Fiona's cute little face was a bit shaken. Her instincts had almost confirmed that everything was done by Matthew Bard. However, after witnessing his painful and dejected expression, the girl started to lose her confidence.
"You really didn't do it?"
Matthew Bad spread out his hands, looking like he had given up on resisting.
Fiona looked at Ma Xiubad suspiciously for a while. Finally, she gave up. After thinking for a while, she suddenly blushed. She gritted her teeth and said, "Then, Ma Xiubad, remember this. Don't tell anyone about this!"
It was a coincidence that Duke Theodoric had obtained the Nine Scrolls of Nagash. When the Duke himself led the army of the Duchy to launch a counterattack against Estalia, he found the fourth scroll of the Nine Scrolls of Nagash in the basement of a city in Estalia. This book was kept together with a large number of other books.
At first, the Duke didn't know what this book was. He just thought it was a magic book. These books were brought back to Bereon as spoils of war. However, after the wizards in the palace did some research and told him the true origin of this book, the Duke fell into hesitation.
Theodoric was a loyal follower of the Lady of the Lake, and he charged into battle while chanting the name of the Goddess of the Lake. But at the same time, he was also a Duke, the ruler of a Duchy. His Duchy had already been torn apart by the war with Estalia, and the current population of his Duchy was less than 350,000 people. Of the three thousand knights that had once been registered, there were now less than two thousand. The endless war with Estalia had left him frustrated and in despair, and he needed some other power to help him reclaim the Duchy that his ancestors had passed down to him.
The fourth volume of the nine volumes of Nagash recorded the training methods of the Nagash army and many healing spells. The book itself was also a powerful magic tool. The Duchy's army benefited from this. His army could always recover their fighting strength faster. The injuries of the knights could always be healed faster. This was all thanks to the fourth volume of Nagash.
The army strengthened by the fourth volume of Nagash's book could shorten the training time by half. Through the injection of mana by the palace wizards, the healing spells released by the fourth volume of Nagash's book could restore the stamina and heal injuries of a large group. The benefits of this book were something that Theodoric couldn't give up.
Of course, the Duke knew what it meant if it was discovered, so the fourth volume of Nagash had always been hidden in the deepest part of Bereon's library. It would only be taken out when it was needed. Now that the book was missing, the Duke couldn't sleep or eat in peace. He sent out a large number of people to search for Matthew Bard. Other than fulfilling Fiona's request, he also wanted to know if Matthew Bard was the one who stole the book.
"Yes, I definitely won't say anything," Matthew Bard said very sensibly.
Behind the big cabinet, Suria leaned on Laing's chest. The female knight's voice trembled slightly. "Laing … This seems to be …"
"Shh, Suria, don't jump to conclusions." Laing's expression changed again. He remembered that he was discussing with François whether the vampires and necromancers were looking for something.
So there really was something!
Outside, Matthew Bard and Fiona were still continuing their conversation. Matthew Bard sighed helplessly, "In the end, I still failed. I was so close, so close. After all, I've just advanced into the legendary realm and my realm is very unstable. But I can't wait any longer. I'm already 24 years old this year. It's impossible for me to participate in the next knight assembly."
"Humph, what's the point of telling me this? The runner-up is the runner-up." Fiona hugged her chest and turned her head, deliberately giving Matthew Bard a hard time.
The girl's tone had softened a lot. Although she was a very proud and bad-tempered granddaughter of a duke, she had received a good education after all. Seeing Matthew Bard's dejected look, the girl thought of his attentiveness and thoughtfulness on the way and felt a little sad. She still turned her head and squinted at Matthew Bard. "What, you're giving up?"
"Sigh, this was originally my last chance. My Godfather had high hopes for me, but I failed. Although the second place is okay, I can feel his disappointment." Matthew Bard shook his head again and again.
"Trash is trash. So what if you failed this time? Next time, you can get it back. Matthew Bard, Suria was just lucky to win you. I … Ah! " Fiona stomped hard on the wooden floor and was about to scold the young knight, but a small hole appeared on the floor. The girl screamed and was about to fall to the ground, but Matthew Bard quickly pulled her back.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little strange.
Fiona's face turned red. The girl trembled and said, "You, you, you … What do you want to do, Matthew Bard? I'm warning you, don't mess around! I'll scream! "
"Go ahead, there's no one else here." Matthew Bard slowly approached the nervous girl.
"I'm warning you, Matthew Bard. If you come closer, I'll … I'll …" Fiona's face turned red and kept retreating.
Behind the big cabinet in the corner, Laing couldn't help but laugh. He hugged the delicate body of the female knight and laughed. "What a good show."
"Laing!" Suria rebuked and patted Laing's shoulder. The female knight was afraid of hurting him, so she used very little strength. "We can't just watch them do … do that kind of thing in the windmill."
"Matthew Bard is a smart man. He won't."
Just as Fiona was about to retreat and lean on the railing to accept her fate, the sound of a door opening came from the first floor of the windmill.
A young noble knight pulled a noblewoman in. "Come, Sophie. Today is the day of the Holy Grail. There won't be anyone in the windmill!"
"Oh, my God, Christopher. Slow down. You'll tear my skirt!"
The moment they rushed into the first floor of the windmill, they didn't even close the door before the couple couldn't wait to start kissing.
The atmosphere became even more awkward. Fiona saw this and quickly pretended to be looking at the windmill. She then loudly asked Matthew Bard what the shaft in the middle was for.
Her voice startled the couple who were already unbuttoning their clothes on the first floor.
It was an awkward meeting. Matthew Bard and Fiona had to come down from the second floor. The two ladies' faces were very red. They smiled awkwardly but politely. Matthew Bard also awkwardly shook hands with the male noble named Christopher.
The situation had become so bad that they didn't have the conditions to continue their rendezvous. Matthew Bard and Fiona left the windmill together. The couple also lost interest and left in a hurry. It sounded like they were going to find the next place.
Laing and Suria came out from behind the big cabinet on the second floor.
"Okay, Laing, let me go." The female knight reluctantly got out of Laing's arms. She looked a little regretful and shy. "I've been out for too long. It's time to go back."
"Suria, a lot of things happened today. But there are some things that you shouldn't jump to conclusions. First, tell Sir François about this and listen to what he has to say. Also, don't tell Yuri first. He will definitely go and find trouble with Sir Theodoric immediately." Laing held Suria's hand and said to the female knight.
"I know, Laing. You have to be careful too." Suria held Laing's big hand and said goodbye to Laing.
The duke's daughter was very satisfied to be able to meet like this today, especially the happy time in the windmill. "Laing, I may go back to the duchy with my father and brother. Take care of yourself. Don't be in a hurry to leave."
"Okay, I understand." Laing hugged the female knight again. After a long kiss, Suria left with a red face.
… …
When Laing returned to the Holy Grail Cathedral, the festive atmosphere was strong. Seeing Laing appear, everyone saluted and paid their respects to the hero of the Knight King.
Laing responded politely, but his footsteps were a little hurried. He walked into the Holy Grail Cathedral.
He was still a little weak.
Since he could walk, Emilia was kicked out of the Holy Grail Cathedral by Morgiana in the name of "no longer needing anyone to take care of her." Emilia had no choice but to move out again. Laing asked her to follow Suria.
He opened the door to his room. The furnishings were still as luxurious as ever. Morgianna was sitting in the middle of the room, reading some documents. Hearing that Leon had returned, the Lake Goddess witch looked up, her long gray skirt dragging on the thick carpet. "Happy holidays. I thought you'd be back later."
"I'll go out for a walk and breathe some fresh air. It's not good to stay for too long. I feel a little tired." Laing took a deep breath and sat down.
"Rest for a while. When the kingdom's budget meeting is over in late April, you will come with me to the south." Morgiana was reading a magic book. The Lake Goddess witch said to Laing, "Although you can move freely during this time, you still need to rest more."
"So long?" Laing thought to himself. It was only the beginning of April. If he followed Morgiana's plan, wouldn't he have to stay in the Holy Grail Cathedral for nearly 20 days?
The Lake Goddess witch's green eyes shone with a dangerous light. "Laing, you are the Lady's Chosen One champion. I know you have a strong recovery ability, but I still have to make sure that you are fully recovered before I let you leave. During this time, it is safest for you to stay by my side."
"Perhaps, but …" Laing still wanted to say something.
"No buts. It's settled." Morgiana didn't give Laing a chance to argue.
"Alright. Looks like I'll have to tell Lopes and Hex to stay in Culona for a while." Seeing Morgiana's stubborn attitude, Laing had no choice but to compromise. It wasn't that he was weak or easy to compromise, but that Morgiana really did have his best interests at heart.
"I also wish you a happy holiday, Your Highness." Laing took out a gift box. "This is a holiday gift for you."
"What is this?" Morgiana opened the gift box. Inside was a silver bracelet made with sapphires.
Laing had prepared a lot of gifts before he came to Culona, including a bottle of wine for every Grail knight in the Grail division, as well as some small gifts for the bishops and priests of the Grail Cathedral. Naturally, Morgiana had one as well.
Since he was heavily injured after the battle, he had to put the gift aside. Today, he took the opportunity to give it to Morgiana as a holiday gift.
"… Thank you. Happy holiday, Lady's Chosen One." Morgiana immediately put the bracelet on her wrist. Her expression didn't change much. The Lake Goddess witch stood up from her chair a little anxiously. "I'll go see how dinner is going. Clement is a little slow."
"Oh right, Your Highness. I have something to report to you after dinner." Laing didn't doubt her. "It's very important. I seem to have found some clues about the 'Night of Blood' you encountered in the Duchy of Bereon."
"Then you should tell me now!" Don't wait until after dinner! "Morgianna immediately said to Leon in dissatisfaction." Please make your priorities clear. "
Laing told Morgiana what he heard in the windmill.
"Traitor!"
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