In the Old World, it was a simple matter for two Sanctuary powerhouses to bring a maid out of a count's castle. Be it Elspeth von Drakken or Theodore Bruckner, both of them were considered top-notch powerhouses in Nurr, one of the four major cities of the Empire, known as the southern strategic town and industrial heart of the Empire, as well as the hometown of Ludwig the Savior.
Theodore Bruckner had dominated Nur for more than a decade, and he had never lost a single battle between champions and nobles. He had always been the champion of Nur and the Chief Judge of Nur, using cruel and bloody means to suppress cults and believers of Chaos.
He was a sanctum warrior whose strength was comparable to Emperor Karl-franz's flag bearer, Ludwig Schwarzhammer. In the last judicial battle, the famous great swordsman Hantz from Awe Hill of the Empire had knocked away Theodore's sword and shield with his exquisite swordsmanship. However, Theodore grabbed Hantz's neck with his hand and forced the great swordsman to make a choice between suffocating and surrendering.
Therefore, although the citizens and nobles of the city talked about the Chief Judge of Nur with hatred and fear, everyone had to admit that Theodore's impartiality ensured the order of the city. Therefore, despite the daily political intrigues in the Nur court, Theodore still sat in his luxurious office in the center of Nur for more than a decade, receiving a high salary of more than two thousand gold marks a year.
As for Elspeth, she was also a renowned Sacred Grand Wizard in the Empire. She was known as the Guardian of Nurr and the Black Lady of Nurr. As the Supreme Wizard of the Amethyst Academy, she was the master of the Wind of Death. She was also one of the only two Great Lords in the Empire who could ride a dragon. Many people believed that if it wasn't for the Wind of Death that caused the Death Wizards to be too reclusive and unwilling to interact with the living, Elspeth would be one of the strongest contenders for the position of Royal Grand Wizard.
Elspeth always lived in solitude. Only at the most critical moment would she appear on the frontline on a purple dragon. With a wave of her hand, she could release a purple sun that devoured everything. Wherever she went, she exuded a terrifying power. Most enemies could not help but lose their will to fight when facing Elspeth.
Originally, when the two joined forces, most forces in the Old World would be wary of them. Even Brittany, who had a Knight of the Holy Grail, was the same. No duke would be foolish enough to offend two veteran sanctum sorcerers over a maid.
However, Laing was different.
This new star rose to fame in the Old World like a comet. Putting aside his series of deeds and feats, the grand occasion of his wedding also attracted the attention of the forces in the Old World.
Six brothers, six demigods. They gave their blessings to the marriage and generously gave a set of wedding gifts of immeasurable value. According to the soldiers of the Helmgard Empire, Rudolph, Wagner, and the others, the Vibranium armor was a priceless treasure. This was because the armor was immune to almost all magical attacks and most physical attacks. Countess Suria fought for half a day, but she did not suffer any injuries other than being a little tired. At most, she suffered some hard injuries from the vibrations caused by the troll hitting the armor.
Therefore, Laing's origin was a mystery shrouded in fog. Everyone wanted to know but did not want to know. Whether it was Elspeth, who was used to solving problems through legal means or magic, they all knew that if they wanted to forcefully take Emmanuelle away, it would not be too difficult to rely on Elspeth's magic, but the consequences would be endless.
"Count Laing may be strong, but Nur cannot do without a duke," Theodore Bruckner said in a deep voice. Theodore Bruckner said in a deep voice. His ashen face was grim: "Emmanuelle cannot escape her responsibility!"
"We don't know if Emmanuelle wants to run away from her responsibility, but we must contact Count Laing." Elspeth was a woman of few words. She wore a purple robe with a veil on her head. The huge black scythe in her hand sent chills down everyone's spines.
Wagner also frowned and said in a low voice, "From our interactions, Lord Laing is not a difficult person to get along with. As for his six demigod brothers … We only know that the Anglo Kingdom's knight rears chickens, ducks, and hunts all day in Redfish Village."
"The gods belong to the gods, and the mortals belong to the mortals," an Armoured Nur said in a low voice.
Everyone nodded. That was right. The gods belonged to the gods, and the mortals belonged to the mortals. This was one of the laws of the world. The gods could not casually interfere with the mortals, and there was a free competition of beliefs. The main god of the elves, the Lord of the Phoenix, Asuyan, had set a series of very detailed rules that forbade the gods from directly contacting the mortals. This caused most of the gods to only be able to enter dreams. The human gods followed the rules left behind by the elves, and the dwarf gods were even more taciturn.
The god who interfered the most with the mortals was the Lady of the Lake. Even so, she rarely interfered with the mortals' daily lives (except for Laing).
"True power comes from the heart, not from external things."
Ludwig the Messiah.
In the eyes of the people from Nur, or perhaps in the eyes of everyone in the Old World, it was precisely because Laing's brothers were demigods that they could not interfere with the many affairs of the Prime Material Plane. This was the law of the gods, and mortals had their own laws. As long as they did not take it by force, Laing, as a Knight of the Holy Grail, could not violate the rules set by the Lake Fairy.
"Let's investigate everything first!"
"Yes!"
… I am the section dividing line that answers repeated questions …
It was March in the territory of Count Glamorgan. The snow and ice had melted. Although the weather was still a little cold, the coldest time had passed and spring was about to arrive.
Not long ago, the last snow of the winter had fallen from the sky. When the snow melted, it meant that winter was completely over. The territory of Count Glamorgan had begun to recover. As usual, it was crowded and even crowded.
Recently, there had been a lot of wood elves coming to Gene Town. Winter was over, and in this awkward period of time, the wood elves needed a lot of food the most. Therefore, buying food from Laing became the priority of the wood elves. Carts of wood elves' goods were transported to the market and exchanged for more food to be transported back to the forest.
The Count's castle, which was more than ten meters tall, was being renovated by the dwarven construction team. Many dwarves from the Angrande clan surrounded the castle and pointed at it. Many human workers were assisting the dwarven craftsmen. After many years of operation, Laing's castle was currently overcrowded and could not meet his needs. He planned to expand the castle from three to six floors and expand the area enclosed by the walls by 70%. It would include a few pieces of wasteland nearby and build a bigger outer wall.
The castle was not suitable for people to live in during the expansion, so Laing moved to the winery to live.
Under the spring sun, Laing, his wife, Suria, and his little maid, Emilia, walked together. Today was Emilia's holiday, and the little maid had been clamoring to see the dogs raised by Angrande's brother. Emilia loved cute puppies.
Angrande had a hobby of hunting (the kind that didn't need to be long-range), so he looked for Oliver and Hadrian and asked the two merchants to find a way to get a few smart dogs to raise.
Since it was Angrande's request, the two merchants naturally did their best to cooperate. Even if it was difficult, they had to face it head-on. In the Empire, there was a type of border collie called the Auster Border Collie, or border collie. Hadrian used his own connections to find a way to import a few from Auster to serve as hunting dogs and guard dogs for Angrande.
The border collie was energetic, alert, and passionate. It looked cute and liked to stick out its tongue. Emilia fell in love with these dogs the first time she saw them.
Today, Emilia was wearing a white sandal fishtail dress with sapphire blue lavender. Her blonde hair was tied up with a white silk scarf, and she wore a pair of leather boots that were a little higher than her ankles. Her calves were wrapped in white stockings, and she exuded a youthful aura. The little maid pointed in front. "Laing, sister Suria, Mr. Angrande's dogs are in front!"
"Coming, coming." Laing had a faint smile on his face. He looked at the Chalon Forest in the distance. With his efforts, the Chalon Forest was gradually getting rid of the corruption of Chaos. It was now full of life and vitality. Laing took the opportunity to bring his wife Suria out for a walk. He took a deep breath of fresh air and said to Suria in a relaxed manner, "It's good to go out for a walk sometimes."
Today, the female knight was wearing a white school-style uniform shirt and a sweet black pleated skirt. She had a black Kislöw bear-skin coat draped over her shoulders. She had a pair of long, straight black stockings and black suede stilettos. The countess was also in high spirits. She had been playing with the little bear that Ugor brought over from the tribe. She almost wanted to buy it for herself, but Laing stopped her in the end. The countess didn't want to come home at night and find a bear sitting on her seat.
"Yes, it's good." The female knight's life after marriage was blissful. Laing didn't have any pressure from her husband's family (Laing's parents were not around). The whole family was under the control of the female knight. If she wanted to go back to her mother's house, she would only need to ride a pegasus for 15 minutes to reach Helenhilde. Therefore, she always had a smile on her face.
"Hey, brother, you're here?" Anglo was holding a big basket in his hand. There were a lot of rice bran and a small amount of cooked grains in it. Two cute border collie dogs followed behind him, barking. When they saw Emilia, they wagged their tails happily and licked the little maid's face with their tongues.
"Ah, 486, I'm here to see you!" Emilia took out some dried meat that Ugor brought over from her small bag and gave it to the two border collie dogs. Among them, the male dog was the most excited. He couldn't stop eating.
Laing thought to himself that these two were also licking dogs. But why did Emilia name one of them 486???
Forget it, it's not important. He coughed and said to Anglo who was feeding the pigs, "Brother, Duke Bodrick's eldest son, Fedmond, has returned from the Holy Grail Expedition. Do you want to go to the banquet with me?"
"Not interested," Anglo replied casually. He took out a bag of corn kernels and put it in the feed trough in the cow pen. A few cows rushed up to grab the food. Then Anglo handed a glass bottle full of milk to Laing. "I just squeezed it this morning. Take it back when you leave. It's all natural and pollution-free. It's much better than Reka Coffee."
"Okay." Laing thought that Anglo was really playing the role of a simple old farmer. He smiled and said, "You're really not going?"
"Why should I go?" Anglo shook his head indifferently. "You go. I'm not a diplomatic enthusiast like Forgan or Kilman, nor am I a drunkard like Ruth or Mortarion. I'm not interested in this kind of thing. If you want to fight, come find me."
Laing nodded and said to Suria, "Then it seems that we'll have to go."
Suria looked a little regretful. The female knight also knew that a person of Anglo's strength could not be forced. She could only feel regret in her heart.
Once the strength of a professional reached the legendary level, it was difficult to form an organization and be casually commanded like a soldier (which was why the group charge of the Holy Grail Knights was so powerful). It was even more so for a powerful person like Anglo. He had always done whatever he wanted in Laing's territory.
But this time, Laing had to go to Bordero's banquet. In addition to Duke Bodrick's sincere invitation, there was another matter that forced him to go.
That was the marriage of Suria's brother, Julius.
Suria's brother, Julius, was the eldest son of François, Duke of Winford and the first successor. After François married his daughter, his attention was now focused on Julius. François had his eyes on the Red Dragon family, the granddaughter of Berchemund, Duke of Bastogne, Countess Eva.
Then came the awkward thing. The two sides had just tentatively contacted each other when Duke Bodrick, who had welcomed his eldest son, Feedmond, back, had taken a fancy to Eva, the granddaughter of Duke Bohemond of the Red Dragon, and had even formally proposed a marriage alliance.
This matter was very troublesome. Neither Duke of Winford nor Duke of Bordero had any intention of backing down, and Julius was naturally at a disadvantage in the competition. After all, Duke of Berchemund preferred a Holy Grail Knight to be his grandson-in-law.
Berchemund's suggestion was: How about … the two knights fight?
This was obviously biased. How could Julius, who was only in his early thirties and was only a Royal Knight, be a match for Fedmond, who was almost fifty and was already a Holy Grail Knight? François, who was a little angry, was busy with the spring plowing in his territory and couldn't go. He decided to let Suria and Laing represent him to go to Bordero's banquet and discuss this matter with Duke Bodrick while they were at it. This was partly because he wanted to support Julius.
"Then we can only go with Emilia," Laing thought for a moment and said to Suria, "Should we call Her Highness Morgiana?"
"Better not." Suria shook her head. Her noble face was a little troubled. The female knight felt that Morgiana was definitely biased towards Fedmond.
Laing and the others were discussing what to do next. On the stone road near Redfish Village, a caravan of the Empire passed by. They brought the assembly parts of the Light Magic Ride. Since Laing had personally signed the permit, they could move freely in Laing's territory.
Under the shadow of the carriage, Rick's guard, Wagner, and the sanctum's death wizard, Elspeth, were spying on the outside world. In the distance, Emilia, who was playing with two border collie dogs, was under their surveillance.
"Do you think that's Emmanuel?" Theodore Bruckner held his runic magic sword, the Bane of the Deceiver, and stared at Laing's little maid with cold and fierce eyes.
"I've only seen Emmanuel when she was young, but I think that's Emmanuel." Rick's guard, Wagner, was actually quite happy. He carefully looked at the little maid for a while before letting out a long sigh. "Great, Emmanuelle is still alive."
"It's still too early to confirm if this little maid is Emmanuel. The patrols in this territory are terrifying. We've met four Grail Knights on patrol along the way," Elspeth whispered in a ghostly voice. "Did you hear that? They're going to Bordero's banquet. "
"If that's the case, let's find a way to get Duke Bodrick's invitation."
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