"Don't tell me it's Egil's axe?" Laing asked casually.
"Exactly." Veronica still had a smile on her face. She knew that Garlan had gotten a lot of magic ores. "Both of Egil's axes are made of vibranium. Your dwarf friend said that as long as you melt it down, you can make a large piece of vibranium. It's enough to make you a war hammer, let alone an axe for Anglo."
"Very good." Laing was satisfied. He told Veronica, "We can ask for less of other things, but we must get as much vibranium as possible."
"I've already asked for a lot for you. Miss Veronica, Miss Teresa, you're both here." The door was pushed open again, and Suria walked in. As soon as the female knight entered, she saw the two witches. One of them was leaning on Laing, and the other was holding Laing's hand. Suria saw this and said angrily, "Ladies, didn't I tell you that Laing is injured these few days, and that you shouldn't spend the night with him?"
Suria's tone was not very pleasant. The female knight was of noble birth, and she was gentle and virtuous. She understood that Laing had a few lovers, and she was never jealous. She was just thinking about Laing. Now that Laing was injured, it was not suitable for him to sleep with others.
"Uh, we were just worried that Laing would be bored alone, so we came to talk to him." Veronica was afraid that Suria would misunderstand, so she quickly explained. Teresa saw this and nodded. "Me too."
Veronica was the most suspicious. Teresa had never slept with Laing before.
Leon could see that the two Gallan Witches were somewhat afraid of Sulia. Although Sulia had only recently advanced to the Legendary rank, this Duke's daughter had already established her authority by Leon's side and in his territory. She managed the affairs of the entire territory in an orderly manner. The prosperity of the Earl's territory was also due to the great contributions of the female knight.
After chatting for a while, Veronica and Teresa left reluctantly. Only Suria and Laing were left in the room. The beautiful and noble female knight was wearing a grey Brittany noble mermaid dress, and her beautiful feet were wrapped in black lace stockings and blue heels. Her long golden curls reached her waist, and her sapphire earrings sparkled. The fragrance of lilies filled the room. The female knight sat beside Laing and held his big hand. "Laing, are you feeling better?"
"Yes, after a few days of rest, I feel much better." Laing held the female knight's hand. "Thank you for your hard work, Suria."
"Laing, what's the point of saying thank you for your hard work?" Suria stretched out her white fingers and squeezed Laing's hand. The female knight said softly, "You're the one who led the army. You're the one who charged into battle. You're the one who fought for the championship. You're also the one who killed Egil. All I can do is support you from behind and help you. We're engaged, so what's there to distinguish between us?"
Laing didn't say anything, but he was very touched. Suria's personality was his favorite type. She could always handle everything well. Laing was a little worried about his own backyard. It was obvious that Teresa and Veronica had a bad relationship. Emilia and the other two witches had their own secrets. Veronica didn't trust anyone except Laing.
Suria, on the other hand, easily resolved these relationships. All she did was pull one side in, beat the other, and isolate the other.
The female knight first wooed Emilia. This little maid was delicate and sensitive. Suria took care of her like an older sister, melting Emilia's defenses with passion and gentleness. After a few months, Emilia was already calling her "Sister Suria" very sweetly.
Olica was the one who was isolated. As Laing's personal maid, the dark elf had no outside help. She didn't have the capital to compete with Suria. After being isolated, Olica, who didn't want to leave Laing, could only bow to Suria.
The remaining two Garan Witches were the targets of attack. Veronica was well aware of her position and had already surrendered. Teresa, on the other hand, was still unwilling. Laing guessed that the female sorceress might have discussed it with Suria in private. As for the result … was there any need to say?
"Laing? What's wrong? " Suria took off her high heels and got on the bed. She gently leaned on Laing's shoulder and stared at Laing with her sea blue eyes. "You seem to have something on your mind."
"I'm thinking, you keep telling Veronica and Teresa not to steal food, but in the end, you're the one who's stealing food!" Laing said with a smirk. The man's hand was a little naughty. It went down the female knight's skirt and touched it. Suria quickly pressed the man's hand down, not letting it go any further.
"Laing! You bastard! Why is your head full of dirty thoughts? " Suria's face turned red. She immediately got up and said, "If you do this again, I'll leave!"
"No, no, no!" Laing saw that he had "bullied" Suria and immediately changed his words. "It's boring to be alone."
"As long as you're fine." Suria sat up and leaned on Laing's shoulder. "If your injury is stable, I'll stay here for three more days. After that, we'll return to Count Glamorgan."
"Very well, I'm fine. But I'm worried about something." Laing looked up at the window.
The curtains covered half of the window. Candles and magic lamps were lit in the room. The dark night sky shrouded Lyonassai Castle. The former glory of the duchy was a thing of the past. What was left was a scene of desolation. Even though they won this time, Laing did not feel too happy. The final moment was approaching. The more frequent Chaos invasions were the prelude. This victory was crucial to him. The threat of the northern barbarians was temporarily eliminated. He had won precious time to develop and recuperate.
"Are you worried about the defense of the northern part of the kingdom?" Suria tucked her dazzling blonde hair behind her ear. She said faintly, "The good news is that the northern part of the kingdom is facing less pressure from the barbarians. The Orcs in the Arden Forest are no longer a threat. The nobles only have to guard against the Dark Elves. The pressure is relatively less."
"Hmm … About my previous suggestion, have you told François?"
Laing usually called his father-in-law by his name. In the past, it was disrespectful. But in this world, only close people would call each other by their names. If two people called each other by their names, it meant that they were close.
"Yes, my father has considered your suggestion. He doesn't object to your idea, but he wants the candidate to have proven his courage, strength, and faith. Only then can he be nominated," Suria said softly.
"That's how it should be."
… …
Old World, Brittany, in the palace of the capital, Culona.
In the banquet hall, several distinguished guests were sitting together with the Knight King for dinner.
François, Duke of Winford, and his son, Julius, sat on the right. Duke of Connet, Lauan Leo Cornwall, sat on the left. Knight King and Duke of Le Angoulin, Richard, sat in the middle.
"We already know the situation. In this war, we won a Pyrrhic victory. Dalhead was severely injured, Ulles died, Lyonnesse lost more than half of its army, and Culona lost nearly 40% of its army. François, I have to thank you for bringing 3,000 knights and a large amount of food to support us. Otherwise, I would have been worried that the news of our defeat would have spread, and there would have been chaos in the capital." Richard said to François. Knight King's face was filled with worry. "The kingdom's forces have suffered heavy losses. Lyonnesse, I also have to thank you for bringing men and supplies to support us."
"You're welcome, Your Majesty. It's my duty." Lauan Leo Cornwall was in high spirits. This duke had just been appointed, and it was time for him to make a difference. He was also the champion of the Lady of the Lake. Although he was not as good as Laing, he was undoubtedly a man favored by the Lady of the Lake. Ever since he completed the trial of the Holy Grail and returned to Connet, the new duke began to reorganize his territory.
Lauan was not able to participate in this war because the cunning Egil sent a few small tribes to harass the coast of the Duchy of Connet to contain the Brittany's forces. Lauan could only stay in the castle and command the troops to repel the small tribes.
Unlike François, the one sitting next to Lauan was not his descendant. Usually, to participate in this kind of meeting with the king, the great nobles of Brittany liked to bring their sons or daughters to see the world. However, Lauan was already in his forties. He did not even have a wife or a lover, let alone an heir. He had been living alone all this time.
The one sitting next to him was his trusted subordinate, a Knight of the Holy Grail named De Lyonnesse.
In Brittany, it was not easy for the nobles to meet the Knight King, especially in private. If the king did not give them a chance, and the knights wanted to see the king, they could only write a formal written document and ask for a meeting. Or, they could bribe the king's attendants and ask for a meeting on their behalf.
Among them, the attendants who served the king in the toilet and meals were the most popular because they could often be alone with the king and take the opportunity to speak. Every day, hundreds of knight-errant knights came to Colona to seek an audience with the king, trying to get their own fiefs and be promoted to knights or even barons. It was hard to say whether all the knight-errant knights introduced by the attendants had bribed their way into meeting the king. People only knew that the most virtuous of the attendants would refuse bribes.
"The most important thing for the kingdom is to recuperate. We should immediately send a diplomatic note to His Majesty Karl-franz to ask for the release of the captured knights as soon as possible. We should also suspend the new knight wars and restore the number of knights. We should also send an order for the expeditionary knights to return to the kingdom. Otherwise, the northern part of the kingdom will be too empty." François suggested to Richard. Although the two of them had different political views, these were all internal conflicts. At this juncture, as a Knight of the Holy Grail, François hoped that everyone would unite to overcome the difficulties together.
"I understand. I'm already making arrangements." Richard felt as if a knife had been twisted in his heart when he thought of Julius's death in Lyonnaise. The Knight King uttered a few words with difficulty. Francois understood Richard's sorrow, and the Duke himself felt very uncomfortable. So, after dinner, he took the initiative to say goodbye. "Julius and I will take our leave."
François and Julius left, but Ron stayed behind. Richard walked in front, and Ron walked behind. The two of them walked together to the palace garden.
In the lush sea of irises and lilies, Ron said to Richard, "Uncle, Sir François' suggestion is very reasonable. I think we can consider it."
Richard and Ron were related by blood.
Richard's father's uncle was Ron's grandfather's uncle, so Ron was Richard's nephew. In other words, Richard was the son of Ron's father's uncle's nephew.
"François?" Richard shook his head. There were more and more wrinkles and white hair on his face. "He is an excellent Knight of the Holy Grail and a model of chivalry. I really don't like him, but I won't deliberately reject his proposal because of my personal preferences. What I want to teach you is that you can hate a person, you can hate a person, but you can't subconsciously oppose his point of view because you hate him. You can't oppose because you oppose, just like I don't like Laing Macado, but I still made him a count."
"I'll remember that." Ron nodded. He stood under the night sky with the Sword of Goroni hanging from his waist. There was deep regret in his voice. "I really can't believe that Ulles died like that. Such a powerful person …"
"Death is not terrible. The terrible thing is to die without a name." Richard also looked up at the night sky. There were only a few dim stars in the sky. "We will always see Ulles in memories and epics. He just went to another world and continued to fight for the Lady. This time, we have to thank Laing Macado. If he didn't kill Egil, maybe we would have to prepare for the defense of Culona."
"For the Lady!" Ron prayed, full of devotion.
Richard turned to look at Ron for a while and suddenly smiled. "Lyoncole, do you know that I once planned to set up a marriage between you and François's daughter, Suria, or possibly Berchemund's granddaughter, Eva?"
"Why all of a sudden?" Ron was a little confused. It was true that he was not married, but the Knights of the Holy Grail lived long lives. It was not a problem for them to live for more than a hundred years. Marriage was not something that could be rushed. And even if he really wanted to get married, Richard had no reason to interfere to this extent, right?
"François is a very wise and far-sighted man. He has long taken a fancy to Laing." Richard ignored Ron's words and continued, "The marriage between Marquess Suria and Earl Laing is well-matched, and they have the Lady's blessing. This is a marriage that is blessed by everyone. When the time comes, I will have to trouble you to be the guest of honor."
"Of course." Ron was still a little confused. Seeing that the king did not want to say more, he decisively agreed. "Laing is a very good young man, and he is also the Lady's Chosen One champion. He has repeatedly made great contributions to the kingdom. I should go."
"…" Richard looked at Ron's attitude and still did not say yes or no. He did not say yes or no. He just kept silent. Ron could only keep silent.
The king and the duke stood under the night sky for five minutes.
"Uncle, the spring night is very cold. You should go back and rest early." Ron saw that Richard did not respond for a long time and tried to ask.
"… Ron, if, I mean if." Richard finally made up his mind. He turned around and said with a firm gaze, "What if I announce my abdication this year and appoint you as the next Knight King?"
"What?!"
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