The Ruthless God's Romantic History [Complete] - 7

Volume Two, Chapter Two: The Imperial Duel.

After the "Cafeteria Incident," I decided to bide my time and spent all my time in the library. The girls
were also busy with their studies, and their strength was constantly increasing. What puzzled me was that
Marquis Martin remained inactive, which made me somewhat bored. Just as I was feeling utterly listless,
the impatient Marquis Martin finally made his move.

That day, as usual, I was in the library when I suddenly heard Melina summon me using "telepathy," saying that she
had something important to discuss with me in the "Dean's Office." This was the first time they had used "telepathy" to summon
me, so something unusual was clearly happening. A moment later, I appeared beside Melina, who was
standing outside the "Dean's Office." What surprised me first was
that two fully armed soldiers stood on either side of the "Dean's Office" door, both wearing high-level armor that faintly emanated magical energy.

I pushed open the door and went in, where I saw someone sitting facing the Dean, who only turned
around . He was a young man in his early twenties, tall and imposing, clad in silver-white armor, with an exceptionally
handsome young face. As I looked at him, his emerald green eyes gleamed with arrogance
as they swept over me: "You are Will Randy?"

"Yes." I said calmly, "What brings you here?" "

I am Viscount Esda Sprol, the vice-commander of the Royal Knights. I simply wish to have you sign this."
He handed me a piece of paper. I picked it up and glanced at it;
the words "Death Contract" were prominently displayed, and his signature was already at the bottom. "

This is—" I asked, feigning ignorance. "

Let me be frank." Esda said with a forced smile, "Ever since defeating Baron Abel
Martin , I have wished to spar with you. However, swords have no eyes, and death is inevitable,
so I would like to draw up a written agreement first."

"No problem." I readily agreed, picking up the pen and signing my name. He was so
pleased my quick agreement that he almost laughed out loud. The way he looked at me was like looking at a dead man; I
couldn't understand why he was so confident in killing me. Esda laughed loudly and said, "Good, as expected of
the enemy I, Esda, chose. Decisive enough."

Time? Place? Nine o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, the Royal Arena. Esda said to me, "Will,
I'll be waiting for you at the arena." He then turned and bowed to Dean Dante, saying, "Dean Dante, I
apologize for disturbing you. I have official business to attend to, so I'll take my leave." He then walked out, followed by two soldiers
.

As soon as Esda left, Melina came in and whispered, "Will, are you really going to duel this
guy ?"

I smiled and said, "What, are you afraid I'll lose?"

Melina shook her head and said, "It's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark."

Dean Dante's expression was somewhat grave as he said, "Esta's strength is indeed above Abel's, but
only by a limited margin. His demeanor and actions just now were very strange, as if he had already secured his victory over you.

We must meet force with force, and those who come with ill intentions will not come with good intentions. If there were no conspiracy, how would they dare
to challenge me to a duel?" I smiled and said, "Trying to ambush me won't be so easy.

But you should still be careful; I don't want anything to happen to you." Dean Dante's words were
true. "

Thank you for your kind words, I will definitely be fine." I pulled Melina out of the dean's office.
Melina still seemed somewhat worried. I chuckled and said, "What's wrong? Is such a small fry worth worrying about
?" "

I have a feeling there's more to this than meets the eye," Melina said, frowning. "

Alright, Nana, don't worry, your husband is no pushover." Seeing that no one was around, I leaned
close to Melina's ear and whispered. Melina jumped back in surprise, whispering reproachfully, "Will, be careful
someone sees us.

" "Alright then, go find Sister Yalan. I'll head home later if I have nothing else to do, so don't wait for me."
After parting ways with Melina, I wandered around the academy for a while before heading home. As soon as I entered
the Earl's mansion , Uncle Dart greeted me anxiously: "Will, why are you back so early
? I was just about to look for you!"

"Oh, Uncle Dart, what's wrong?" I had already guessed he was going to talk about Esda, and sure enough
, Uncle Dart immediately asked, "Has someone named Esda come looking for you?

" "Uncle Dart, you mean the Vice-Commander of the 'Royal Knights,' Viscount Esda Sprol?"
I asked calmly. "

You've already agreed to a duel with him?" Uncle Dart clearly understood from my words. "

How could I refuse?" I said nonchalantly, "Uncle Dart, this guy isn't so
scary is he?"

"Of course I know Esda is only slightly stronger than Abel, but there's a conspiracy involved..." Uncle Dart
paused, then continued, "You might not know, but this duel was approved by His Majesty the King. The '
Royal Knights' are ostensibly under Prince Beirut's control, but this Vice-Commander Esda is
Marquis Martin 's man. This duel is far more than just a duel. I'm certain Prince Beirut
and Marquis Martin reached some kind of deal, and it's because of their support that the King had no choice but
to agree . In other words, both Prince Beirut and Marquis Martin want you dead, which is why
they've reached an unprecedented agreement on this matter."

I wasn't too surprised by what Uncle Dart said. It's not uncommon for political rivals to
occasionally everything is driven by self-interest. Like
now, the two factions have come together to deal with me, but once I'm eliminated, they'll be locked in a life-or-death struggle again
. That's how political struggles are; they'll use any despicable means
. I looked at Uncle Dart and said, "Uncle Dart, there's nothing to worry about. I expected
this outcome, but I didn't expect them to be so slow. It's been incredibly boring for the past two weeks." "

Weir, are you really not worried at all?" Uncle Dart asked somewhat anxiously. "

What's meant to happen will happen; there's no escaping it. I know without a doubt the enemy will use underhanded tactics.
As long as I'm careful, their schemes won't succeed. Uncle Dart, just relax."
"Okay. By the way, if there's a betting opportunity, just bet on me to win, and I guarantee you'll win money. It's a great
chance !" I joked with Uncle Dart.

"You're acting like nothing's wrong, I'm really impressed," Uncle Dart said. "Then I'll
really bet on you to win. If I lose, you have to compensate me for my losses."

"Don't worry, I won't lose." Honestly, he should be the one encouraging me, but
instead , I'm the one telling him to relax. I really don't know who's going to duel.

After chatting with Uncle Dart for an hour, Mel and the others returned. The women naturally
already knew about the duel, but thankfully, they only reminded me to be careful and didn't seem particularly
worried. This put me at ease, otherwise I would have had to reassure them instead. After dinner,
I chatted with the women for a while before returning to my room and relaxing on the bed. Just as I
was thinking about who would keep me company that night, the door suddenly opened with a soft knock.

"The door's unlocked, please come in." I lay in bed, still wondering who else would need to knock before entering,
but when a figure pushed open the door and walked in, I was stunned: Princess Lapis, what are
you doing here? Why would she find me at this hour? This is extremely unusual. "

What brings you here so late?" I got out of bed and stood before her.

"Vell… I'm sorry, I've dragged you into this." Lapis said, her head bowed. "

But you haven't dragged me into anything, why are you apologizing?" I said, surprised. "
Is it about the duel with Esda? That wasn't your fault, was it? Although she was somewhat involved in getting involved with Prince
Beirut , the main reason wasn't because of her.

Not just that, but also the attack you were attacked last time." Lapis continued,
looking me with apologetic eyes.

"Did Mel and the others tell you? Then there's even less need to apologize, it had nothing to do with you."
Although I suspected it might be someone sent by Prince Beirut, I hadn't confirmed it.

"Do you remember when you saved me last time? That's what caused all this," Lapis said. "
Perhaps you're wondering now why I, a princess, would fight a magical beast to the death. Just half a month
ago, the current Prime Minister, Marquis Martin, suddenly proposed marriage to my father, asking him to betroth me to his son, Abel.
Originally, my father wanted to consult me before making a decision, but my second brother, contrary to his usual behavior,
spoke well of the Martin family, with whom he had always been at odds, and repeatedly pushed for the matter. My father also greatly admired Abel, so he
agreed on the spot.

But I've always disliked that guy, and when I learned of this, I strongly opposed it. However, my father said that
what was decided could not be changed, so we argued. Just then, my second brother suddenly proposed that if I could
pass the 'Royal Trial,' I could decide the marriage myself." Because there's an
unwritten : whether prince or princess, anyone who can defeat a mid-level magical beast on their own
passes the "Royal Trial," signifying they've officially grown up and can
make their own decisions, even leaving the royal family without objection. In my haste, I agreed without hesitation,
only to later discover it was merely a ploy by my second brother to eliminate me.

What?! My second brother wants to kill you? How could that be? While I suspected Prince Beirut
might act against Lapis in his quest for the throne, Lapis poses no threat at present. Why
would he take such a risky step?

My elder brother and I were born to our deceased mother, the former queen, while my second brother was conceived by my father after
a drunken encounter with a palace maid. Furthermore, my second brother is gloomy and unpopular; my father doesn't particularly favor him
. After my elder brother ran away, my father intended to pass the throne to me, though I have no desire to inherit it
. But my second brother saw me as a thorn in his side because of this and tried every means to get rid of me. He had long known that I would not
agree to marry Abel, and deliberately facilitated this marriage. Afterwards, he suggested that I take the "Royal Trial."
He had tested my strength before and knew that I could not defeat a magical beast of this level. He wanted to use
the "hand" of the magical beast to get rid of me. Originally, I was bound to die, but then I met you...

Lapis said, looking up at me, her face slightly red, and continued, "It's
because you saved me and hindered his plans that he wanted to get rid of you as soon as possible. The 'Shadow' that attacked you last time
was sent by him. In the capital, only the 'Shadow Ninjas' led by my second brother have the skill of invisibility. It's all because of me.
If you hadn't saved me, you wouldn't have been in such danger." As she said this, her
eyes reddened, and tears welled up.

"Lapis, don't blame yourself too much. Actually, anyone would have stepped forward to save you in that situation.
Besides, aren't we friends?" I patted her shoulder and said.

"No, you're different from them." Lapis said urgently, "Will, promise me you won't go to the duel, okay?
My second brother and Marquis Martin have already plotted to kill you, and I've heard that he even
lent a royal treasure to Esda, supposedly specifically to counter you. If you go, you'll surely die.
If you die, I...I..." She didn't finish her sentence, but tears fell. Her
gaze was so familiar that my heart skipped a beat.

"Lapis, I'm sorry, I can't
go back on I said apologetically.

"No...I don't want you to die...I don't want..." Lapis suddenly hugged me, burying her head in my
chest , and said incoherently, "We can go together, leave this place together, go far away.

" "We?" Lapis, you... I didn't expect Lapis to be so bold as to say such a thing.

"Vell, I love you. I've loved you ever since you first saved me. Please don't leave me,
okay?" Lapis hugged me tightly and whispered.
I was stunned, never expecting this princess, who blushed so easily, to say such things.

After a long pause, I said, "Lapis, I'll leave here sooner or later. Besides, I already
have Mel and the others. With your qualities, you can definitely find someone better than me." To be honest,
of course I love Lapis. I just worried that it was just a passing fancy and she might regret it later, so I reminded her.

"In my heart, you are the most outstanding. I don't care who you are; I only need to know that I love you, and that's
enough . Since you can have Mel, Kelly, and Claire at the same time, why can't you have me too?
As long as you have me in your heart, that's enough. I won't ask for too much." Lapis said emotionally, her body trembling
slightly with excitement. I never expected that this princess, whom I had only met a few times, would be so devoted to me . I was deeply moved. Was this what they called "fate"? When "fate" arrives, no one can stop it. I hugged her back, kissed her forehead, and said, "Lapis, I love you too. Believe me, I will be alright." Lapis looked up at me excitedly, her face full of joy and affection: " Will, I believe you." I kissed her tenderly, using the tip of my tongue to part her soft lips, and then parted her tongue to meet hers. Our tongues intertwined endlessly in each other's mouths, but I gradually grew unsatisfied with just the kiss. My hand slipped inside her collar, gently caressing her proud breasts, kissing her lips, her eyes, and her beautiful neck. My heart yearned for beauty, devoid of any lewd thoughts, drawing her into that natural realm of freedom, a simple indulgence of the soul. When our lips parted, Lapis's eyes were glazed, her body soft and yielding, her breath coming in soft gasps as she nestled against my chest. "Lapis, do you like the necklace I gave you?" I asked, noticing the necklace she wore . "Hmm, why did you let Dora lie to us?" Lapis said with a slight reproach, clearly having told them the whole truth. I pulled the beauty closer, saying, "I was afraid you wouldn't accept it. You and Xue Ni'er were both ; who knows if you'll be so lucky next time?" Since I'm your friend, of course I care about your safety. Just friends? Women are all the same, whether you're a princess or a country bumpkin, they're all petty. Of course not now. I smiled and kissed Lapis, who blushed and buried her face in my chest. Suddenly she looked up and asked, "Will you treat Xue Ni'er the same way you treat me?" Well… that's hard to say. That girl… I really don't dare to mess with her. I said with a smile. Actually, don't be fooled by Xue Ni'er's words; she actually admires you quite a bit. I think she's fallen for you. Lapis looked up at me. "You two are really good sisters, aren't you? Are you even sharing husbands?" I laughed and playfully pinched Lapis 's nose. "Otherwise, why would you be in such a hurry to sell me to her?" " We're best friends who can talk about anything, and who told us we both like you, you big lecher?" Lapis said playfully. "Good sister, do you know how tempting that is to a man? Aren't you afraid I, this big lecher, will do something bad?" I whispered in Lapis's ear. Lapis's face flushed red, and she whispered, "I don't want to be your older sister. I like it when you call me by my name." Her voice suddenly became very soft: "Go ahead and be naughty..." She closed her eyes tightly, looking completely at me. Unfortunately, the time, the place, and my current mood were not suitable for plucking this flower. I whispered in Lapis's ear, "How about after the duel? If I lose the duel, I don't deserve you. Since I promised to come back alive, I will definitely keep my promise." Lapis nodded shyly in my arms. The reason she came to me today was actually with the intention of offering herself— naturally because she was worried that I would die in the duel and lose the chance to confess my feelings. But to be honest, it really takes a lot of willpower to refuse such a beautiful woman's offer of her bed. "Lapis, let me take you home." Seeing that it was already quite dark outside, I said to Lapis. " Okay." Lapis answered obediently, her blush still lingering. After escorting Lapis to the palace gate, she kissed me again before entering. Only after she was out of sight did I turn and leave . Walking along the quiet street, I thought to myself: I really do have a way with women! I've captured Princess Lapis's heart so quickly. At this rate, I'll truly become a "beauty collector," but I like it that way, hehe. Just as I was enjoying my thoughts, I felt an incredibly powerful aura surge towards me from behind. I instantly moved aside, avoiding its impact. I turned around and saw a handsome middle-aged man standing before me , dressed in white, with blond hair, holding a long sword, like a war god descended to earth. Seeing this ominous and sinister man, I politely asked: Who are you? Do you need something? Draw your sword. He said coldly. What? Oh, so you want to spar with me? I'm just a magician; I'll use magic to test your skills. I smiled, but I dared not relax for a moment. " Draw your sword, or you will regret it." He repeated his words. " Are you so confident in dealing with my magic? Then let's try." On the surface, I was somewhat angry at his arrogance, but it was just an act. Before knowing the other party's strength, I naturally couldn't reveal my full power. Especially if he was sent by the Second Prince Beirut or Marquis Martin, I couldn't show my true strength. I casually launched five fireballs. Although it was just a probing attack, it was not something an ordinary person could dodge . He stood still and quickly slashed with five swords. The five fireballs were almost simultaneously cleaved in two, flying in all directions and creating many shallow craters in the ground. I secretly praised: What fast swordsmanship. From his previous move, I knew that this person had reached the strength of a "Grand Swordsman". How about trying this move again? I launched an even more powerful "Flame Bullet", followed by two lightning balls, flanking him from three sides. He remained standing, casually unleashing three sword energies, once again neutralizing my magic. Just as I had predicted, the two lightning orbs were manageable, but that "Flame Bullet" was far beyond the capabilities of an ordinary swordsman. Even someone with the strength of a sword master wouldn't have handled so easily. Therefore, this person's strength was definitely at the "Grand Sword Master" level. I decided to test him again, waving my hand, and a fireball a meter in diameter formed in front of me. This was a composite magic...

"Flame Lightning!" Driven by my will, it hurtled towards the man at incredible speed. Given the fireball
's "explosive upon contact" nature, I doubted he'd dare to strike it head-on with his sword. However, just as my
"Flame Lightning" was about to hit him, he suddenly raised his sword and drew several circles at incredible angles.
The airflow in front of him immediately changed, forming a rapidly spinning vortex that seemed to distort even the surrounding
space .

"Reversing the tide!" he shouted. My "Flame Lightning" stopped upon contact with the vortex,
spinning rapidly in place. Then, it unexpectedly changed direction and flew towards me. His reaction was surprisingly
quick. I casually set up a barrier in front of me to block the "Flame Lightning," but the powerful explosion blasted
a large crater in the ground in front of me.

"What a powerful technique!" I exclaimed, drawing my "Unnamed Sword" from my back and assuming a
common swordsman's stance. At the same time, I felt his battle aura rapidly increasing, his entire body enveloped in a
purple aura shield, its powerful aura truly terrifying. I didn't attack immediately, coldly
saying, "Did the Second Prince send you to kill me?" "

The Second Prince? He's not qualified to order me around." He replied with a cold laugh. "

You didn't come to kill me?" I was somewhat surprised by his actions. "

Then we'll see what you're capable of. If you're just a good-for-nothing, I'll
kill you without mercy." He said coldly, his tone extremely stern.

"Does this guy just want to test my swordsmanship? But why did he specifically choose me?" I thought to myself
, but said aloud, "Attention, I'm attacking." Deep blue battle aura emanated from my body, enveloping me
. Now that I knew my opponent's strength, I wanted to give him the impression that I wasn't much weaker than him. His
battle aura was purple, while mine was deep blue, slightly weaker than his. The surrounding air was stirred by my battle aura
, creating a powerful airflow that pushed the sand beneath my feet outwards, forming a circle
around .

"Not bad, I didn't expect your internal energy cultivation to be so high. It seems her worries were somewhat unnecessary."
The white-robed man said, "But this alone proves nothing. Take this!" Before his words even finished, he
charged towards me with overwhelming force. His sword arrived before he did, and although it appeared to be just a seemingly ordinary
horizontal slash, it contained the aura of a king who could swallow mountains and shake rivers.

I had no chance to ask who this "she" he spoke of was. I quickly condensed my battle aura into
the sword , and the entire sword was immediately enveloped in a blue light. I became one with the sword, flying towards him like a shooting star
. Although I deliberately held back my strength, even so, this move still possessed unparalleled power,
leaving no room for evasion, as if I had ripped a crack in the entire night sky.

Peerless Slash. This time, he didn't dodge. Instead, he leaped into the air, swords in hand, unleashing his ultimate attack
to meet me. His movements were incredibly swift; to an ordinary person, all they saw was a golden streak shooting from the ground into the air.
With a "clang," the two swords clashed, producing little sound, but
the energy radiated outwards in all directions, eventually forming an energy
ball four or five meters in diameter that enveloped us both. Had we not both been protected by our battle aura, we would likely have been injured by the intense heat
. For a moment, we were locked in a stalemate in mid-air, appearing from a distance like two shockwaves, one golden and one silver,
colliding in the night sky, unleashing astonishing energy.

Due to my superior position, I finally forced him to the ground. Under my powerful impact,
he slid backward more than ten steps before regaining his footing, dragging a long crater into the hard ground. Finally,
I also landed on the ground, but our swords remained glued together, locked in a stalemate. He said coldly, "Your momentum
is exhausted, like a spent arrow. Can you still stop me?" Without giving me a chance to think, he charged at me
again , almost twice as fast as before.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang," the two swords clashed dozens of times in an instant. I was blocked
without any flaws . Then he changed his sword moves and launched a series of rapid attacks on me. But after parrying a few of his moves, I suddenly
felt a very familiar feeling. His sword moves were extremely
similar , and even more refined. Many of the follow-up moves and subtleties that Lapis could not use due to insufficient internal energy
were brought to their fullest potential in his hands. If Lapis's techniques embodied gentleness and
skill , then this white-clad man possessed a gentleness tempered with fierceness, skillfulness with composure. Every move
seemed like a feint, yet behind each feint lay countless solid follow-up attacks, leaving his opponent no room for carelessness. Truly,
feints contained reality, and reality contained feints, ever-changing and exquisitely refined.

"Watch out!" he shouted, leaping lightly and stopping five or six meters in mid-air.
Immediately afterward , he wielded his sword with one hand, making several seemingly effortless slashes in front of him with incredible speed and grace. This
all happened in an instant; the next moment, he swooped down on me, hundreds of sword energies simultaneously thrusting towards me
, none of them slashing attacks, appearing to me like a light drizzle.

In an instant, I moved forward like lightning, then sprang up, flying above his head. With a flick of my wrist, "Unnamed" emitted
another sharp whistling sound, creating a swirling vortex that pierced his sword energy, unleashing a dozen
or so sword blossoms aimed at his head, neck, and chest. The two swords clashed again, bursting into brilliant sparks and emitting a crisp, metallic
clang. Our figures intertwined and separated, our speed increasing, our swordplay growing more frantic. The arena had lost
its physical form; countless afterimages spiraled and merged, the surrounding air
drawn by , forming a swirling hurricane around us.

After an unknown amount of time, everything suddenly fell silent. He and I stood facing each other on the street,
several holes pierced through my clothes by the sword energy—deliberate, of course. He, meanwhile,
stared the pierced fabric of his clothes and the small wound on his arm inflicted by "Unnamed,"
seemingly unwilling to continue his attack. After a long silence, he finally turned his gaze to me, and said with a hint of disappointment, "
Over the years , you are one of the very few who have been able to withstand my sword for so long, and you are
the first to be able to injure me." He then added, "Your strength is no less than mine, exceeding my expectations. It seems she
worried ."

Who is she? I suddenly recalled that familiar swordplay: Could it be Lapis? Are you her
master?

You could say that, but actually I'm her elder brother, Prince Carlo. His eyes were fixed ahead, a deep sorrow
in them : You must be wondering why I abandoned the throne and left. It was for a
girl, a girl whose entire family was murdered because of me by my father's men. Now I
have no connection to the Mosby royal family. The only thing I cherish here is Lapis. Aside from secretly returning to
visit her each year, I spend the rest of my time hidden in the mountains, keeping company with my sword. So he's a
man tormented by love. Although he didn't elaborate, I guessed it must have been King Mosby's disapproval of their
relationship led to the tragedy.

"So, do you know Lapis is in danger?" To avoid his painful past, I shifted the topic
to Princess Lapis. "

How could I not know?" "If it weren't for the years I secretly taught her many sword techniques and self-defense skills,
she would probably have been killed by my second brother long ago," Carlo replied, his voice tinged with
anger his deep resentment towards his treacherous and ruthless brother.

"However…" he gave me a deep look and continued, "I shouldn't have to
worry . She's found someone she can rely on, hasn't she?

I will protect her well; I won't let anyone harm the one I love." I said firmly. "

I hope you always remember this promise. I'm leaving," Carlo said. "Remember, don't tell anyone about today
." With that, he vanished in a flash, as if using teleportation magic.
But I knew it wasn't spatial magic, but rather an effect created entirely by my incredible speed.

To avoid the women seeing the holes in my clothes, I used spatial magic to return to my room,
changed my clothes, and then came to the hall. The women were indeed all there. Seeing me emerge from my room, Melina giggled
, "Will, why didn't you even use the front door?"

I smiled but didn't answer, instead asking, "Why aren't you all asleep yet?

Waiting for you to come back." Dora laughed and said, "Congratulations on winning another girl's heart."

Claire pouted and said, "Will, you made me lose the bet! Why did you let the princess go?"

Mel added, "Yeah, Princess Lapis was clearly offering herself up, how could you let her go
?"

I asked curiously, "What did you use as a wager?"

Claire blushed and said, "I won't tell you." What strange women, actually
betting on something like this for no reason. I was too lazy to find out what they were betting on, so I yawned and said, "I'm going back
to sleep, you all go to sleep too." I went back to my room, and Rebecca followed me in. "

Will's acting strangely," Dora frowned.

Something must have happened; Will had even changed his clothes when he came out of his room.
Lilia's observation was meticulous; even my changing clothes didn't escape her notice.

"Yes, no wonder he didn't use the main entrance, but instead used teleportation magic to return to his room—it was
to change clothes!" Eileen remarked, seemingly enlightened.

Kelly asked Melina, "Nana, do you think Will might be hiding something from us?" Kelly should
normally call Melina "Auntie" or "Auntie," but because of me,
all the women, except Lilia, now call her "Nana."

Melina smiled and said, "If he wanted to tell us, he already did. If he doesn't want to tell us, he
won't tell us even if we ask. We should have faith in Will. If he doesn't tell us, it
means either we don't need to know, or he can't let us know. In short, if he thinks it's necessary to tell us
, he will.

" "Well, since he doesn't want to tell us, we don't need to worry about it." "Eileen,
do you ?" Kelly asked Eileen with a smile.

"Okay, let's go to sleep then." Eileen and Kelly went upstairs to sleep hand in hand. The other women
pondered for a moment and agreed with Melina's assessment, so they all went upstairs to sleep, except for Dora
and Sistine, who had to keep watch at night. As for me, with Rebecca by my side, it certainly wasn't just a simple nap.

"Young master, let Rebecca undress you." Rebecca walked to my side, smiled alluringly, and
began to act. My gaze, passing through the loose collar of her robe, fell upon Rebecca's smooth, creamy
breasts as she bent over to undress me, and my desire was ignited. As Rebecca's slender hands
slowly roamed over my completely bare skin, I finally couldn't resist pulling this captivating beauty into my arms, greedily kissing her
fragrant lips. My large hands also ventured inside Rebecca's robe, wantonly
caressing her full and alluring body. Rebecca let out alluring breaths and moans, kissing me passionately as she gestured for me
to pick her up.

With a soft rustling sound, Rebecca's robe slid down like a cloud, revealing
her completely naked body. Her perfect curves, dazzlingly white skin, and beautiful, alluring form
were offered to my eyes without reservation. At her shy prompting, I lifted her naked body and we
entered . Rebecca began to carefully wash every inch of my skin.

A familiar feeling arose within me; Rebecca's delicate hands sent jolts through my skin, making
me feel the deep affection this stunning beauty held for me. My burning desire was unstoppable. I laid Rebecca
down on the lounge chair by the pool, parted her flawless legs, and
welcomed , finally uniting our naked bodies as one.

Rebecca clung tightly to my neck, offering all the passion and strength she could muster
, moaning softly beneath me. Her eyes shimmered with desire, and I held her full hips tightly
, the smooth, soft touch igniting my desire. I moved wildly,
my savage assault turning Rebecca's moans into screams.

"Ah…that's it…harder…more brutal…ah…Rebecca loves you
so much…Master…again…" Rebecca's body went limp like a ball of cotton,
beads of sweat glistening on her snow-white skin. I, driven mad by the thrill of conquest, kneaded Rebecca's full breasts forcefully.
I gasped for breath, feeling my erect desire as if I were in a fiery furnace, being
relentlessly manipulated by a thousand elastic rings.

Opening my eyes, all my senses returned instantly, and I found myself still naked, lying on a soft,
fragrant body. Rebecca's breathing had calmed, and as we met eyes, she smiled, her eyes filled with seductive allure,
and whispered, "Young Master, are you satisfied?

" "No." I deliberately put on a stern face, and her eyes widened in disbelief. But I
instantly : "I won't be satisfied so quickly
!"

"You're so naughty…hehe…Young Master…so greedy…mmm…" Rebecca's voice was muffled, and
the bedroom once again became filled with the warmth of spring. I felt a series of powerful contractions,
squeezes my jade pestle not only grew hotter and harder, but its size also increased dramatically. I released
her breasts, which had been squeezed out of shape, and firmly grasped her two plump, white buttocks with both hands, thrusting my jade pestle
deep . Each penetration reached just the right spot at the girl's tender flower core, the jade pestle striking the tender flesh of her flower core,
the tip touching only the warm, soft, and smooth surface—that delicate, slippery feeling was incomparably pleasurable.
Rebecca, whose vital points were being hit by each powerful blow, was already completely numb, as if she were melting.

Ah...ah...Young Master...harder...your treasure is killing me...Rebecca is going to
be killed by you...Accompanied by the beautiful squelching sounds, Rebecca's wanton moans, lost in pleasure,
were incessant. Under my overwhelming attack, Rebecca's defenses began to crumble. Once again,
I struck her tender, throbbing core with fierce force. The unbearable, tingling pleasure caused Rebecca to finally let
out , unleashing her full potential and letting her slippery vaginal fluids flow out like nectar. My jade pestle was suddenly
drenched in this oily, soft nectar, a strange, tingling itch penetrating to its very core. I couldn't help but shudder, and my own hot
life essence gushed forth. After once again sliding from the peak of sensuality, I reluctantly left
Rebecca's warm body.

"Rebecca, did you like it?" I gently stroked the incredibly smooth curves of Rebecca's waist and hips, who was lying on top of me like a kitten
, and smiled.

"Mmm…Young Master…I like it so much…Can you hold me and sleep…I'm so tired…" Rebecca
said weakly. The intense battle had indeed left her exhausted.

"Little girl, who told you to be so stubborn? Go to sleep..." I kissed Rebecca's forehead and held
her as we drifted off to sleep...

On January 25th, 7992 of the Continental Calendar, the Royal Arena in Garrison City was bustling with people, a lively scene
indeed, because my duel with Esda was about to take place there. Many
students from the "Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy" had also come to watch. Dean Dante and Yalan were naturally there, and Celia, Fanny,
the sisters , the siblings Fett and Eliza, Bifiel, Bingqian, Xuezhi, Jessica, Princess Theresa, and many others
were all present. "Will, what do you think? Are you confident of victory?" Kelly asked with concern,

holding my hand at the arena entrance . "I'm not confident of victory, but I have an 80% chance," I said casually. " Ah? No." Kelly said urgently, "I need you to be 100% confident." "Okay, okay, 100%!" I reassured her. Sigh, that's how women are. Once they , they lose their usual calmness and reasoning ability. Actually, I know Esda's strength very well. Even if he gets some secret weapon, it won't harm me. The only thing I need to do is not appear too strong, lest I exceed the limits of human capabilities, which might cause unnecessary trouble. I just said I had an 80% chance of winning casually, but I didn't expect it to elicit such a strong reaction from Kelly. This is they call "concern leads to confusion," I must say. I'm deeply moved. Excuse me, are you young friend Will? A middle-aged man in military uniform walked towards me and greeted me in a friendly manner. He was tall and straight, with somewhat thin cheeks, a short beard, and a pair of eyes that shone with a piercing light, as if he could see right through me, giving off an aura of authority without anger. Excuse me, who are you—Dad, what brings you here? Suddenly, Shirley appeared from the side. She had come with the students from the academy, but disappeared as soon as we arrived. I was just relieved to have a moment of peace and quiet when, alas… Oh, you must be General Hawke. I have great respect for you. I said politely. “Hehe, just call me Uncle. My precious daughter often mentions you to me.” General glanced at Shirley and smiled at me. “Who mentioned him?” Shirley pouted and said coquettishly, “Daddy, you still haven’t told me why we came.” “Hehe, such an important event, how could I not come and see?” “Will. Randy’s name has already spread throughout the capital. If you don’t believe me, look—” He pointed to the back, where the semi-circular stands opposite were already full of spectators, nobles and commoners alike, a stark contrast to the few dozen people there just moments before. Some were even shouting my name. I thought it was just a duel between two people, but it's become the talk of the town. I couldn't help but smile wryly : I never expected to become so famous. "Of course," General Hawke said with a smile, "Now you've become a hero in the hearts of the common people. I also find Martin's actions quite distasteful." "You are all rare young people. My precious daughter's personality has become much more cheerful since she met you," General Hawke said. "It's better not to be so cheerful," I muttered to myself, almost saying it aloud. But Shirley guessed from my eyes and glared at me fiercely. " His Majesty the King has arrived." More than two hundred guards stood on both sides, keeping the onlookers outside. An old man wearing a crown walked over, accompanied by several people. To his right was Lapis, and to his left was a handsome man in his thirties, with an arrogant and haughty air. " I didn't expect His Majesty the King to come to watch the battle. I have failed to greet you properly." General Hawke stepped forward, bowed, and said respectfully . "That old man is King Prester V." I thought to myself: Then wouldn't the man next to him be...?

Was it Prince Beirut, who was trying so hard to kill me? I couldn't help but look at him. He was also sizing
me up. When his eyes met mine, he smiled at me, but I caught a glint of coldness in his eyes. I
sighed inwardly: What a sinister person. Shennier pulled me, Kelly, and the others to the front, and we all
bowed to the King. "

Are you Will Randy?" King Prester V asked me. "I've heard your magic is excellent;
don't disappoint me." I replied respectfully: "Yes, Your Majesty." To be honest, ever since I learned
about Carlo, I haven't had a very good impression of this King. "

Your Majesty." A man in his forties, dressed as a civil official, stepped forward from behind King Prester V and
said loudly: "I have a suggestion; I wonder if Your Majesty will grant it?" King Prester V said: "Oh,
Minister Martin, please speak."

So this was the powerful Marquis Martin. I thought to myself: What kind
of suggestion will he make?

Marquis Martin replied, “The duel between Viscount Esda and Will is a private matter between the two of them, but
since there are so many spectators, many of whom are nobles, and even His Majesty has come to watch, I believe
that it would be unbecoming of the Kingdom of Mosby not to offer some kind of ‘prize.’ Therefore, I humbly request Your Majesty—

well, the Prime Minister is right. I hereby declare that the winner of the duel shall be appointed as a centurion, with his rank increased by one class.”
King Prester V said.

“As Your Majesty commands,” Marquis Martin said, turning back to glare at me venomously. The hatred for the murder of his son
was irreconcilable. He wanted to take this opportunity to eliminate me, avenge his son, and at the same time, to allow his own man
to rise higher—a truly two-birds-with-one-stone scheme. As for Prince Beirut, if I were eliminated,
Princess Lapis would be no threat. And if I won, eliminating Marquis Martin would
also , a two-birds-with-one-stone strategy. Both sides were cunning against cunning, shameless against shameless; no wonder they
were so quick to agree on this matter.

"Father, I think this is unfair." A voice suddenly rang out; it was Princess Lapis. "

Oh? Lapis, what do you think is unfair?" King Prester V asked. "

Father, I believe that Prince Randy is currently only a commoner; even if he wins, he can only be made a baron, while
Esther, if he wins, can be promoted to earl. This is unjust. Therefore, I ask that you grant me permission, Father,
that whoever wins, be directly promoted to earl." Lapis said calmly.

"Is that so? But our country has never had a precedent of a commoner being directly promoted to earl." King Prester
V pondered.

"But Father…" Lapis wasn't going to back down. In fact, she had no idea of my plan; otherwise, she
wouldn't have bothered with this. "

I think it should be like this: both sides compromise. If Will wins, he can be promoted to viscount. I wonder if Father
thinks this is acceptable?" Beirut suddenly interjected, seemingly eager to witness this decisive duel.

"Very well, it's decided then," King Prester V announced. "Does anyone have any objections?"
Silence fell. It seemed Marquis Martin, like the Second Prince, believed I was doomed. King Prester V said
, "In that case, let's all go to the stands. It's time for the duel.
What do you all think?"

"As Your Majesty commands," everyone replied in unison, heading to their seats in the high ranks of the stands.
Standing in the arena, which was over thirty meters in diameter, I wondered: Why hasn't Esda arrived
yet? He challenged me to a duel, yet he's late. Does he really think he's guaranteed victory? "

Esta! Viscount Sprol has arrived!" A flash of purple light, and a fully armed knight rushed
into the arena—my opponent, Esda. Sprol. He wore a purple, almost transparent suit of armor
, seemingly made of some kind of magic crystal, covering seventy percent of his body and gleaming with a dazzling purple light.

Could this be the royal treasure Lapis spoke of? I wondered to myself:
What ?

"Will. Randy, I've finally waited for this day to avenge my good friend Abel." Esda
gritted his teeth and said, "I will tear you to pieces in front of everyone."

"Fine, let's see if you have the ability." I said casually. He reached for the sword at
his waist : "Let's see if you can still laugh in a moment."

The duel began. Before the referee's words had even finished, Esda charged towards me, instantly
within seven meters of me.

"Lightning Ball Combo!" With a thought, eight lightning balls appeared in front of me, spinning incessantly.
The eight lightning balls were launched simultaneously, able to change direction at will in the air, attacking the enemy from different angles
. Moreover, lightning magic is the bane of armored knights; metal is a good conductor of electricity, and the thicker the armor,
the greater the damage to the person inside. "

Release!" With a shout, eight lightning orbs scattered, flying towards Esdar at different angles simultaneously
. He snorted coldly, raising his sword to parry the orbs, instantly unleashing
six completely disintegrated them, causing them to vanish into thin air. But he was still a little too slow; the remaining two orbs circled around
to his left and behind him. He dodged one, but the other still struck his left rib.

Whoosh. Contrary to expectations, there was no loud noise. The lightning orb, upon contact with his armor, disappeared without a trace, like raindrops
falling into the ocean, as if absorbed. Esdar
stood there unharmed, showing no signs of being electrocuted.

"What? Your armor can absorb magical elements?" I blurted out that the "Demon-Slaying Sword" from last time
wasn't much of a remarkable item, but armor capable of absorbing magical elements was different—that's what
people usually call a "divine artifact." These magical protective gears are called "divine artifacts" because they
surpass the limits of human capability and are usually left behind by gods. For me, this was certainly
not difficult, but if I defeated him directly with magic, it would undoubtedly tell everyone I wasn't "human,"
a result I didn't want. That meant I could only rely on martial arts to defeat him. Fortunately,
while my martial arts weren't as powerful as my magic, they should be enough to deal with him. "

Hmph, you discovered it so quickly, you're quite something." Esda said with a cold laugh, "
I was going to give you a surprise, but it seems there's no need." With your magic ineffective...
" Under these circumstances, let's see how you defeat me. Prepare to die!"

Not so easy. Take another move from me. I snorted lightly, my figure swiftly shifting backward as
I chanted a spell. "

Beirut, how dare you! You actually lent the 'Blessing of the Elements' to Esda without permission! "
King Prester V, standing in the stands, coldly snorted at his second son, Beirut.

"What? 'Blessing of the Elements'? Isn't that armor that can defend against all magic?" Lapis also
understood the armor's function from the name. Although, as a member of the royal family, she didn't believe in its existence,
the facts were undeniable, and she could only say with dissatisfaction: "Second brother, how could you do this?"

Meeting the angry gazes of his father and sister, Beirut smiled calmly and said: "Father,
why are you so angry? I did this only to increase the fun of the game, and you wouldn't want
Esda to suffer any harm, would you?"

King Prester V hesitated for a moment and then fell silent. Lapis, naturally dissatisfied, said, "But Father, this isn't
fair—

Lapis, since the duel has already begun, let's just wait and see." King Prester V replied, "
If that young man named Will can truly win under these circumstances, I will certainly give him an important position."
Watching me in the fierce battle on the stage, Lapis was still somewhat uneasy, but she had no other choice.

A sinister smile inadvertently appeared on Beirut's face: "Any mage encountering 'Elemental Blessing'
is doomed. Anyone who hinders my grand plan, you will soon experience the terror of death." In the arena, I launched six high-level spells at Esda in succession, but they were all blocked

by his strange armor . No wonder they all thought I was doomed. If I were truly a human mage, even a "Grand Magister" like Dean Dante would be powerless. Unfortunately, I am not a human mage; I am the "Lord of Chaos." Having understood all this, I cast a few high-level spells and then pretended to be low on magic power . My clothes were also torn in several places by Esda, which was intentional, of course. Among the spectators, only those who knew my background, like Lilia and Melina, remained calm. Others who cared about me, such as Celia, Fiana , and Shenier, were sweating nervously. "Heh heh, how's it going? Running out of magic power?" Esda grinned maliciously. "Since you won't today anyway, I might as well tell you. The armor I'm wearing is a divine artifact passed down through generations of the royal family of the Kingdom of Mosby —the Blessing of the Elements. " "What? The Blessing of the Elements?" I exclaimed in surprise. "It really exists?" I learned of this name from a book on the fifth floor of the library. The "Blessing of the Elements" was a legendary artifact, said to have been specially forged by the "Magic Saint Emperor" Fatal to fight against the evil Demon King. Legend it received the blessing of the elemental gods and could defend against all magic. "It has never truly appeared in thousands of years, so I never imagined it would fall into the hands of the Mosby Royal Family, and even more so, into Esda's hands. Not bad." Esda said arrogantly, "Now you understand why you're dying." "Hmph, I won't give up until the very last moment." I said expressionlessly, "In the entire universe , there is no one who can defeat me. But to make it convincing, I can't easily defeat him; I must at least pretend it's extremely difficult: If you can withstand this move, I will give up resistance. Before a cat eats a mouse, it will always toy with it to its heart's content. Now, Esda thinks he's the cat and I'm the mouse, but little does he know the truth is, I'm the cat and he's the mouse." " Fine, you said it yourself. For that, I'll make your death easier later ." Esda laughed loudly, now completely regarding me as a "dead man," and because of the "Blessing of the Elements," he didn't even stop me from chanting the spell. Of course, I didn't need to chant incantations to cast the spell, but acting should be convincing enough. "Jing Lei Burning Hell!" I chanted the incantation, and a hemisphere over twenty meters in diameter formed around me in the arena. Within this area, lightning and fire filled the air, their combined force causing a powerful explosion that seemed to shake the entire city of Garrison. Esda remained motionless, watching as the rolling lightning engulfed him… In the stands, General Hawke, his face etched with worry, asked his attendant: "Lake, what do you think of the outcome of this duel?" "General, I believe Viscount Esda has completely seized control of the situation; victory is only a matter of time," replied an attendant sitting beside General Hawke. Almost believed Esda would win. "Roger, do you think so too?" General Hawke asked another attendant. "Yes, that young man named Will is indeed very strong. His strength far surpasses that of Esda. In terms of magical skill, there are few in the entire city of Garrison who can rival him. However, he encountered the ' Blessing of the Elements.' Even if he is strong, he cannot win. What do you think, General?" another attendant said . "I don't think so." General Hawke shook his head and said slowly: Although his magic is useless in the face of the 'Blessing of the Elements,' he has never shown a trace of panic... The booming sound in the arena drowned out General Hawke's voice, and everyone's attention was focused on the arena. The explosion that lasted for nearly half a minute finally ended. The arena, which was originally more than a meter above the ground, was blasted into a two-meter depression. If it weren't for the fact that more than a dozen mages had set up a defensive barrier around it at the same time, even the people in the stands would probably have been injured by the flying debris. The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, revealing Esda's figure. He walked towards me unharmed, longsword in hand. He slowly raised the sword, grinning maliciously, and said, "You have no way out. Prepare to die—Charge Wolf Sword!" Blue battle aura instantly emanated from his body, condensing on his sword. With a powerful swing, a pure blue aura hurtled towards me, like a giant wolf with gaping maw, about to devour me. Instant teleportation. Seeing the giant wolf so close, I calmly cast a spatial spell. When the " giant wolf" was less than half a meter away, my figure suddenly vanished, leaving only a faint afterimage. "Charge!"

The "Wave Sword" pierced through my afterimage and struck the edge of the arena, sending sand and dust flying. At the same time, I
appeared on the other side of the arena.

"Huh?" Esda paused, looking around for me. I stood seven meters behind him
and said coldly, "No need to look, I'm here."

"Oh?" He hesitated for a moment, then turned around, grinning maliciously. "You can even use spatial
magic? Impressive, but your magic power is exhausted." I said expressionlessly, "Indeed.

With your magical skill, few in the capital could rival you, but unfortunately, you met me
—Esda. Sproul—the one destined to take your life." He became more and more animated, eventually
beaming with excitement: "Didn't you say you'd give up after I took that attack? Then prepare to die!"
He raised his sword and charged at me again, his speed unaffected by his heavy armor.

Faced with his fierce and unparalleled swordsmanship, I not only didn't dodge, but instead rushed towards the direction he was coming from
, drawing the longsword "Unnamed" from beneath my robe with a speed barely perceptible to the naked eye. "Clang," "Clang," "
Clang," "Clang," the two swords clashed more than a dozen times in an instant. My movements were as fluid as flowing water, effortlessly deflecting all
those rapid sword strikes, followed by three heavy blows, forcing him to retreat five or six steps
before regaining his footing. This sudden turn of events startled him, and he stammered, "You actually know swordsmanship?"

"Heh, did I say I didn't know swordsmanship?" I joked. "

But didn't you say you were going to give up?" Perhaps still recovering from the unexpected turn of events, he
actually started "talking" to me. I smiled and said, "Yes, I did say that. However, you
seem have misunderstood me.

" "What? What I meant was—I would choose to attack." I rushed forward, unleashing more than a dozen
thrusts in an instant. Seemingly there, yet not quite, elusive and unpredictable, it was impossible to fathom its power. Esda, without even a chance to muster his fighting
spirit , hastily parried the attacks, managing to deflect about ten sword strikes before the remaining ones aimed at his chest. "Clang
," "Clang," "Clang," "Clang"—because I hadn't used much internal force when I struck, these swords didn't pierce his
armor, only leaving a series of clanging sounds. Nevertheless, they startled him, sending him staggering back
five or six meters before regaining his footing. I sheathed my sword, meeting his gaze with a half-smile until he recovered.

"Heh heh, truly unexpected." Esda smiled coldly, not at all as
dejected : "As a mage, to possess such superb swordsmanship. However, that's all you're capable of. This
level of attack cannot defeat me." He gripped his sword with both hands, placing it before his chest, instantly unleashing a deep blue
aura .

The game should end. He said smugly, raising his sword to slash downwards, and a blue, semi-circular blade of energy
flew towards me. Just as the blade was about to strike me, pure purple
battle aura and with a casual diagonal slash, I forcefully shattered the blade. A glint flashed in my eyes, and I seemed like a completely different person,
exuding an invincible heroic aura, coldly saying: "You're right, the game should end."

I took half a step forward, also raising my sword to slash downwards, and the wind howled, sharp and piercing, like
ten thousand horses . Even more astonishingly, this slash actually contained an
aura of dominance, looking down upon all others with arrogance. A pure purple, semi-circular sword aura retaliated against Esda at twice the speed of before.

What? It's amethyst battle aura. How is this possible? He's actually a Grand Swordsman.
A Grand Swordsman with the strength of a Grand Magister. Aside from a few who knew my true strength, the crowd in the stands was buzzing with astonishment,
but the most surprised were undoubtedly Xue Nier and Beirut. Xue Nier was mainly surprised; due to her
initial impression, she had always believed my swordsmanship was extremely poor. Even after witnessing my superb magic,
in her eyes I was still just a "clumsy swordsman who knew a little magic," and she never imagined I
possessed the strength of a Grand Swordsman. Her expression shifted between joy and worry several times, her emotions incredibly complex.
Beirut, on the other hand, showed more hatred, disappointment, and the
rage of a failed plot, his hand crushing the silver goblet in his hand.

"Lapis, did you teach that brat his swordsmanship?" he roared at Lapis in a fit of rage. "

How could that be? He's far superior to me; it's more likely he taught me." Lapis feigned
surprise , a radiant smile spreading across her face: "Don't you think so, Father?"

"Indeed, Lapis makes a lot of sense." King Prester V said, "Beirut, you are not allowed to
yell at your sister." Beirut's expression changed several times before finally returning to its usual solemnity: "Yes..."

In the arena, a "bang" resounded, and purple light flew everywhere. Esda exerted all his strength and finally managed to catch my
powerful sword energy, but he was still knocked back, only managing to regain his footing at the edge of the arena
. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, clearly indicating a serious internal injury. "It's only because I didn't want to finish him off so quickly, otherwise that
move could have killed him." "

How could this be...you...you actually...you...you're not a mage...how could this be..."
Esda gasped, his face filled with astonishment. Not only him, but almost everyone in the arena was
astonished. Although there weren't many mages who knew some martial arts,
few .

"Heh, is that strange?" I said with a half-smile, "I forgot to tell you, my true skill
isn't magic, but swordsmanship." With my left hand, I grabbed the right collar of my robe
and swung it upwards, causing the robe to flutter backwards and fall to the ground, revealing the blue and white swordsman's uniform underneath. This was the first time I had appeared before most people in
swordsman 's attire, naturally giving off a refreshing feeling.

My handsome face, long black hair, and imposing swordsman's uniform exuded
an intimidating aura. Coupled with the faint smile that often graced my face, I gained an
air of unfathomable mystery, completely different from the "magician Will" I usually knew, making me even more enigmatic and
unpredictable . But
this wasn't the kind of aloofness that made people keep their distance; beneath my enigmatic aura lay an indescribable "ordinariness," making everything seem perfectly natural and
unsurprising. All of these constitute my unique charm: a uniqueness hidden within the ordinary, and...
His aura concealed an underlying majesty, inspiring both a desire to approach him and an inability to fathom his profound depths.

Of course, all of this was intentional. In truth, my earlier statement was deliberate; my martial arts and
magic far surpass human limits, even exceeding those of gods and demons. Esda seemed stunned by my
imposing presence, only gradually regaining his composure after a long while. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, laughing loudly at me, saying:
"Hahaha , although you possess such power, it's probably too late to unleash it now." Some nobles
, eager to curry favor, shouted insults.

"Kill him…kill that wretched commoner…Lord Esda will prevail…commoners are unworthy of
being nobles…" I felt no sympathy for these opportunistic, sycophantic nobles.
Their existence seemed to have no effect whatsoever; their insults were like wind in my ears, having no
influence whatsoever.

"I'm about to make my move..." I said casually, my battle aura instantly surging by ten percent. This
"Amethyst Battle Aura," almost at the limit of a Grand Swordsman, possessed unparalleled power. In the blink of an eye, I was in
front of Esda, unleashing nine sword strikes in one go. The sword path appeared light and agile, yet it concealed ruthless and fierce follow-up moves. Esda's
arm went numb after the third strike, forcing him to switch to wielding the sword with both hands simultaneously, but he only managed to block six strikes.
The final three all landed on him.

Unlike before, this time I used my inner strength. Although I still couldn't pierce his armor, the powerful inner force
made him cough up three mouthfuls of blood. If it weren't for the protection of "Elemental Blessing," he might have already died
on the spot. I spun around and kicked out, striking him squarely in the chest, sending him flying five or six meters before landing. He
then rolled several times on the ground before stopping, leaving him covered in dust and utterly humiliated.

"You wretched lowly commoner... I will not be defeated by you... I will kill you... Ahh... Ahh...
Ahh..." Esda stood up shakily, screaming madly, his body erupting with deep
blue battle aura once more. Perhaps due to extreme anger unleashing his potential, his battle aura not only did not weaken due to
his injury , but was several times stronger than before.

Magic Release. Esda raised his longsword and silently chanted a few incantations. The "Blessing of the Elements" armor
immediately emitted multicolored light, and five incredibly vast magical energies
flowed from the armor at lightning speed, constantly gathering on his body and sword, making "crackling" sounds. His entire
aura increased several times over, as if the surrounding air had frozen. "

Behold my ultimate move—Hellish Wolf Wave!" He roared, pointing his longsword at me.
The energy gathered on it immediately transformed into a shockwave more than a meter in diameter, mixed with five-colored light
, shooting . The power was so immense it left me speechless, and the precision of the angle made it almost impossible for me to dodge. This kind of
super-powerful sword technique, possessing all five elements simultaneously, was something that Esda, with only the strength of a swordsman, could not possibly unleash.

I had initially thought that "Blessing of the Elements" was merely incredibly powerful defensively, but I hadn't expected it to also enhance the wearer's offensive capabilities,
multiplying their strength. In that instant, I realized that "Blessing of the Elements" had
a similar effect to the "Ring of Love" that I had created; it seemed the principle was similar as well. No wonder "Blessing of the Elements" was called a divine artifact; it
truly deserved the title.

Faced with such a powerful sword attack, it seemed I had no choice but to take it head-on, but could I withstand it?
Almost everyone watching the duel had the same thought. Even Melina and the others, who knew my strength, were
extremely nervous. Lapis, Shennier, and the others were even more tense, their hearts practically in their throats.

Hmph, that idiot Esda finally used this move; that's great.
A sinister smile crept across Beirut's face , tinged with smugness: "He who harms others will harm himself. After killing Will, he'll also
lose half his life due to the backlash of the power. Hmph, how could a clown like him be worthy of such immense power?
He doesn't even consider why I lent him this treasure. I thought my scheme would be wasted,
but out to be a double win. It seems heaven is on my side." His smugness was indescribable; he didn't even notice
his fingers had unconsciously dug into the table.

Unfortunately, Prince Beirut's smugness was premature. Things didn't unfold as he imagined. "After I
discovered that Esda's use of 'Elemental Blessing' greatly enhanced his abilities, I knew
it was time to act. Because I knew that this 'magic release' could easily spiral out of control, to avoid any
accidents , I had to finish him off with this one move." Without a second thought, I swung "Unnamed," unleashing a burst of light,
to meet the shockwave from Esda's longsword.

With a deafening boom, a powerful shockwave struck me. A
smug , and the crowd below gasped involuntarily. Some timid female students covered their eyes,
unable to bear witnessing the impending tragedy. But then, the most unbelievable thing happened:
the shockwave, shimmering with five-colored light, rebounded after hitting me, striking the unsuspecting Esda.

Another deafening boom followed as "Elemental Blessing" shattered into pieces by the powerful shockwave.
Esda coughed up another mouthful of blood. Before he could even comprehend what was happening, he felt a chill
in his throat . There before him stood me, unharmed, a sword piercing his throat. Pinkish
blood mist spread as his body ruptured. Esda watched in horror as the blood gushed from his own throat,
his consciousness fading with the flow. Esda tried to lift the sword, but it
was too heavy for him; he couldn't muster any strength. He struggled to stand, but his legs gave way and he collapsed. Before falling,
he managed to mutter, "How could this be...

Long live Ver! Long live Ver!" The commoners in the stands shouted. I raised my longsword above my head,
slowly surveying the surroundings, displaying an air of unparalleled heroism, which immediately drew cheers from the crowd.
The ending was truly dramatic. Just when everyone thought Esda was the strongest, he died by
my sword. Countless people were utterly shocked at that moment. Some who had closed their eyes, unable to bear watching,
stood there dumbfounded when they suddenly realized that the outcome of the duel was completely opposite to what they had imagined. The one whose

expression changed the most was the Second Prince Beirut. He had thought he could kill two birds with one stone,
but now watched his plan fall apart, like someone who had just reached the top of a mountain and suddenly fell from it.
His heart sank to the bottom. With a "crack," though he tried his best to hide his inner turmoil, he still managed to
collapse the table in front of him, scattering splinters of wood everywhere. Marquis Martin glared at them with his sinister eyes
, waved his hand, and two men rushed up to carry Esda's body back. Lapis, Claire,
Lilia, Eileen, and the others were all in tears, weeping with joy. If it weren't for the Royal Knights
guarding the area to prevent outsiders from entering, they would have rushed to my side long ago. "

Young Master Will, His Majesty the King requests your presence to receive your investiture." A guard approached and said politely.
I responded and went with the guard to the main stands: "Greetings, His Majesty the King."

"No need for formalities." King Prester V seemed completely unaffected by the duel just now, and said
without any change in expression: "Will, you are so young yet you have mastered both magic and martial arts, and have reached a very high
level in both. Truly, a hero emerges from among the young." "I highly value your talent, and now, as agreed, I bestow upon you the title
of Viscount and the rank of Commander of a Thousand." In that instant, I felt countless venomous gazes fixed upon me. I
knew these were the gazes of those self-important noble sons, unaware that they were nothing but trash in my eyes.

"Father, this is absolutely unacceptable!" Before I could speak, Beirut suddenly appeared from the side
, his face darkening.

"Beirut, do you see anything wrong?" King Prester V asked, frowning. "

Your Majesty, the artifact 'Blessing of the Elements' was forged by my ancestor, the Hero King Ward, of the Mosby royal family.
It is a treasure passed down through generations of the Mosby Kingdom, and proof of our lineage as descendants of the continent's ruler, 'Hero King Ward
.' Now, it has been completely destroyed by Will, an ominous sign for our Mosby Kingdom. Therefore,
I believe…" Beirut said darkly, this must be a "poisonous scheme" he had planned long ago. "If
Esda wins, then of course I'll be 'dead'; but if I happen to win, the 'Blessing of the Elements'
will certainly be damaged," he pointed out. "

Hmm, that's true." Prester V pondered. "However, swords have no eyes in a duel, and this
is unavoidable, especially since we didn't explain it beforehand. Besides, if you hadn't lent it to
Esda without permission, this wouldn't have happened." His tone became stern at the end. "

Father, I also think Prince Will isn't to blame," Lapis interjected. "Moreover, a king's
word Since Father has publicly announced that the victor will be rewarded, going back on his word would
damage Father's authority.

" "Hmm…" Prester V glanced around at the ministers seated around him and slowly said, "
Gentlemen , what do you think?"

The surrounding ministers immediately split into three factions. Aside from a few officers led by General Hawke who remained
silent , more than half the ministers glanced furtively at Marquis Martin, and seeing his lack of reaction,
lowered their heads in silence. The remaining ministers looked at Beirut, then said in unison: "We agree with His Highness the Second Prince's
opinion. This artifact is of paramount importance to our Kingdom of Mosby. It is already an act of imperial grace that Will Randy was not severely punished
for . If he were to be rewarded further, I'm afraid…

" Seeing this, a hint of anger flashed across King Prester V's face. He looked around again,
but most of the ministers avoided his gaze. King Prester V shook his head inwardly, a
trace of . Seeing this, Lapis hurriedly said: "Father, Second Brother also bears
responsibility for this matter. We cannot place the blame solely on Prince Will.

I know what I'm doing." King Prester V gestured for Lapis to stop speaking, then
turned to General Hawke: "My lord, what do you think?"

"Your Majesty—" General Hawke replied: "While this artifact is a national treasure and
possesses incredible power in war, it is ultimately just an object. Objects are inanimate, but people
are alive. The role of an excellent general on the battlefield is far greater than that of a suit of armor. As
the saying goes, general is hard to come by." He glanced at me and continued: "Vell, at such a young age, has already achieved
such a profound level in both magic and martial arts; his future achievements will be immeasurable. If such a talent could be obtained by
our country —I think everyone should understand how much of a role such a person could play in war.
I urge Your Majesty to make a wise decision."

"Well said." King Prester V clapped his hands and said: "Among all the ministers, only General Hawke
dares speak frankly and truly consider the great cause of our Mosby Kingdom." Others would only fuel
the flames for their own selfish gain, currying favor with the powerful. He glanced at Prince Beirut and Marquis Martin, both of whom lowered their heads. "

Do any of you gentlemen have anything to say?" Prester V asked. Although it was a "question," his tone
carried an undeniable air, making it seem that even opposition would be futile. Seeing that
no one responded, Prester V continued: "Since no one objects, then I announce—

Father, I have something to say." Beirut suddenly stood up, interrupting the impending resolution.

"Beirut, do you have anything to say?" Prester V asked, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Not only him, but everyone present, including myself, couldn't guess what rebuttal he could come up with in this situation
.

Beirut coughed lightly, clenched his fists as if making a momentous decision, and
said : "A country has its laws, a family has its rules; the most important factor in a country's stability is clear rewards and punishments." As
the saying goes, "Even a prince is subject to the law," and I, your son, know I bear great responsibility in this matter. Therefore, to
uphold the laws of the nation, I am willing to accept severe punishment, and I humbly request Your Majesty's permission.

What?! Everyone was stunned. No one had expected that Beirut, a
prince , would devise such a self-destructive and vicious scheme. If even Prince Beirut would
be "severely punished" for this, then I, a "commoner," would be even more doomed, likely facing execution
. Beirut, however, could escape most of the punishment due to his princely status.

What a vicious plan! I thought to myself, "I never imagined this prince's resentment towards me would run so
deep, willing to suffer punishment himself to put me to death. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't have fared
well this time, but unfortunately, he encountered me. From the beginning, his failure was inevitable, no matter how perfect his
plan seemed."

"Beirut, are you really going to do this?" King Prester V asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, my mind is made up. Please, Father, understand." Beirut bowed and said, his gaze shifting to
me, casting a gloating look. If he knew what I was thinking, he wouldn't have
that expression.

"Father, my second brother is settling a personal score." Lapis could no longer "endure" and completely forgot
her status, shouting loudly.

"Heh..." Beirut chuckled sinisterly and said mockingly, "Little sister, don't you have
any selfish motives at all? Do you want me to tell you everything?" From his words, I knew that Beirut
must know the truth about Lapis's "Royal Trial," and he probably knew that I helped Lapis,
and even knew about my relationship with Lapis. I understood why he was willing to do anything to kill me.

"You—" Lapis's face turned pale with anger, unable to speak. At this moment, she must be worried about me.
On the contrary, I, the person directly involved, wasn't as anxious as I'd imagined. Instead, I adopted a leisurely, "watching the show"
attitude. "

Please, Father, make a decision soon," Beirut urged calmly. "

This—" King Prester V seemed hesitant, and his indecisiveness completely
shattered . Frankly, two things had given me
a very poor impression of this king of the Kingdom of Mosby. One was, of course, knowing the reason for Prince Carlo's departure, and the other
was today's duel—King Prester V discovered that Prince Beirut had secretly lent the "Blessing of the Elements"
to Esda without stopping him. You see, with the help of the "Blessing of the Elements,"
even a renowned "Grand Magister" like Dean Dante would fall to him. If it weren't for my
non-human physique, I would have died hundreds of times over, and I wouldn't be standing here now.

Earlier, Prester V's words had shown a degree of "favoritism" towards me, which I initially attributed to
his appreciation of talent—it couldn't be because of Lapis, who wouldn't have told his father about
our affairs, otherwise the "Royal Trials" would have been exposed—which
slightly improved my impression of him. However, what happened next completely shattered my faith in him. What appreciation of talent?
After his son's few nonsensical arguments, he hesitated. If he truly valued talent, he
wouldn't have hesitated. Hmph, a fair duel? What rubbish! Nobility—nothing but
a synonym for despicable, shameless, greedy, treacherous, and cunning. Let me show you what you really are.

Your Majesty, I have something to say. Seeing Prester V's hesitation, I knew my
moment had arrived.

Prester V's eyes lit up: Will, what do you have to say?

Your Majesty, I only have one thing to say, and that is—the damage to the artifact "Blessing of the Elements" has absolutely nothing to do with me
. I knew my words would be earth-shattering, and the subsequent reaction was exactly what I
expected .

"What?!" Everyone present was stunned again. Beirut was taken aback at first, then shouted angrily: "
What nonsense are you spouting? So many people here witnessed you destroy the 'Blessing of the Elements,'
what ?" He then turned to Prince Prester V and said: "Father, this man
, after destroying the 'Blessing of the Elements,' shows no remorse and tries to make excuses. Your Majesty, I implore you to punish him severely, otherwise, it will be
difficult to quell public anger."

"Yes, Your Majesty, he must be severely punished, not tolerated." The ministers who belonged to Prince Beirut's faction
also chimed in. Lapis's face had turned deathly pale. She must have thought I was doomed.
She looked so helpless, just staring blankly at me, revealing boundless regret. She
regretted dragging me into the palace's power struggle, bringing me this misfortune. The truth is,
she should be thankful she made the right choice; it was I who changed her fate.

Your Majesty, I believe Weir should also be severely punished, otherwise, what will become of the dignity of the nation's laws? Marquis Martin also
opportunistically kicked her while she was down; his son died at my hands, so naturally he hates me to the core. He remained silent earlier to
avoid giving others an excuse for "taking revenge." Now that the Prince of Beirut has stepped forward, he
naturally wants to take the opportunity to beat a "fallen dog." Little does he know that I am not a "fallen dog," but a ferocious lion capable of devouring
everything ; he will regret provoking me for the rest of his life.

Yes, he must be severely punished. Nearly half of the ministers, belonging to Marquis Martin's faction, naturally echoed his sentiments after
he spoke, truly a bunch of utter "yes-men," pathetic and laughable.

Weir, although I admire your talent, if you cannot provide a reasonable
explanation , I will have no choice but to punish you severely. King Prester V's face turned cold, revealing
his true colors to me completely and shattering my last shred of illusion about him. This, in effect, determined his ultimate fate.
He could have changed his destiny; I had given him enough opportunities, but he
seized none of them. This was not my fault. Even if he was Lapis's father and the King of Mosby, it couldn't
change my mind.

Your Majesty, Your Excellencies, I believe you all saw clearly what just happened.
I cleared my throat, glancing at the ministers surrounding King Prester V, then turning to the spectators around
the arena : Anyone with a conscience could see clearly that Viscount Esda's
attack wave struck my defensive barrier and reflected back, resulting in a powerful shockwave that struck "
Blessing of the Elements," completely destroying it. My sword hadn't even touched "Blessing of the Elements." My voice suddenly rose: Therefore, "Blessing of the Elements" was destroyed by Esda's own attack wave, and had nothing to do with me. "Yes...Young Master Will is right...It has nothing to do with Young Master Will...Young Master Will is innocent..." The surrounding commoners shouted loudly, and even some noblemen joined in. Compared to Beirut 's despicable behavior, they felt ashamed to be associated with him, and their righteous indignation drove them to join the chanting . "Your Majesty, I believe Will is right. Although Will did stab 'Blessing of the Elements' with his sword at the beginning of the duel, it did not cause any damage to 'Blessing of the Elements.' This is something everyone knows..."

It was obvious to everyone. As Will said, the "Blessing of the Elements" was destroyed by the attack wave launched by Viscount Esda himself
. If anyone is to be held responsible, it is Viscount Esda. If Will
has any responsibility, it is that he shouldn't have set up the protective barrier; he should have allowed Viscount Esda to
kill . The person who could say such a thing was, of course, General Hawke. Uncle Dart, to avoid suspicion, wasn't with
General Hawke, but rather with Mel and Melina outside the arena. Everyone could tell
that General Hawke was extremely dissatisfied with King Prester V's indulgence of Prince Beirut.

Beirut originally thought he could completely destroy me, but the outcome was unexpected. Furthermore
, after General Hawke's indignant words, he couldn't find any further fault with me. Just moments
before he had been secretly smug, but now his face turned ashen. His willingness to seek severe punishment was a ploy to put me to death,
but now I had absolved myself of responsibility. This made his act of seeking punishment seem incredibly foolish; no wonder his face was
ashen. King Prester V gave him a cold look and said, "Beirut, do you have anything else to say?"

"Father, since I have spoken, there is no turning back. I am willing to accept punishment." As soon as
Beirut spoke, I sighed inwardly. What a cunning fellow! In this situation, only by
appearing righteous and awe-inspiring like him could he win both favor and sympathy—a
brilliant strategy of putting himself in a do-or-die situation. I had to admit that Beirut's decisive decision was
consistent with his previous behavior; he was definitely a cunning and scheming individual. "

Your Majesty, we believe that His Highness the Second Prince's courage to admit his mistake and seek punishment is truly
commendable ." As the saying goes, "To err is human, to forgive divine," and we humbly request Your Majesty to be lenient with His Highness
the Second Prince, giving him a chance to correct his mistakes and atone for his crimes. The ministers who belonged to Beirut's faction, seeing
their master in trouble, naturally wouldn't stand idly by.

King Prester V, of course, wouldn't really do anything to Beirut, especially since he now had a good way out
. He immediately went along with it, saying to Beirut: "Beirut, since you ministers have pleaded for you, I will temporarily
refrain from punishing you. However, you must reflect on your actions upon returning home. If you cannot devise a way to atone for your mistake within three months
, I will certainly punish you severely."

"Thank you, Father, I understand," Beirut replied, bowing, his eyes fixed on me. He
was, of course, unwilling to accept this.

Now, surely no one has any objections? King Prester V swept his imposing gaze across the surrounding ministers
, then proclaimed loudly: "I hereby announce—Vell is ennobled as a viscount, appointed commander of a thousand men, and granted
a mansion in the east of the city."

"Your Majesty, I am very grateful for your generous reward, but I regret to inform you that I cannot accept it."
Ignoring Lapis's eagerly awaiting gaze, I refused King Prester V's reward with neither
servility nor arrogance. "Don't even think about using me to serve you." I saw the disappointment, confusion, and resentment in Lapis's eyes; she
must not understand why I refused. A gasp escaped the surrounding crowd, clearly
bewildered by my refusal of this coveted reward. "

You audacious commoner! How dare you, an ignorant fool, refuse His Majesty's reward!" These words
were none other than Lord Martin, the Marquis, who harbored both old and new grudges against me.
How could he possibly let go of an opportunity for revenge?

"Kill this audacious commoner...kill him...kill this ignorant, ungrateful commoner...
" The surrounding noble youths clamored again; what a bunch of trash. I turned and coldly swept my gaze across them.
Anyone whose eyes met mine immediately fell silent, for at this moment, I exuded an
imposing aura that commanded respect.

"Minister Martin, please step back." When King Prester V heard me refuse his reward, he was taken aback at first,
then quickly regained his composure.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Marquis Martin glared at me fiercely, reluctantly retreating to his original position.

"Will. Randy, can you tell me why you refuse the reward?" King Prester V
asked, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

"Please calm down, Your Majesty. I have ample reason to refuse Your Majesty's reward. First of all, I think
there's nothing wrong with being a commoner; at least it's much better than those trashy nobles who ride roughshod over others based on the little good deeds their ancestors accumulated
." Ignoring the jeers and clamor of the surrounding noblemen, I continued: "If I
were to so easily obtain the title of Viscount, it would undoubtedly be
an insult to those warriors who earned their titles of Baron through bloody battles on the battlefield. Is their
contribution to the country less than that of a duel? If so, I would be even less inclined to accept this title." "

You audacious commoner, how dare you speak such nonsense before His Majesty! Guards, take him—" The one who erupted
was, of course, Marquis Martin. As for Prince Beirut, he certainly didn't want me to accept Prester V's
reward. However, having just suffered a setback at my hands, he naturally couldn't jump out again now. "

Enough, my dear Martin, please step back." Prester V waved his hand unfriendly, and
Marquis Martin immediately shut up and retreated, but he probably hated me to death inside. Prester V said to me: "Hmm,
Will, what you said makes some sense. Tell me your reasons as well."

"Yes, Your Majesty." I continued, "Secondly, I am a naturally lazy person and cannot stand being restrained.
My interest lies in traveling the entire continent, and I will be leaving here in the near future. Therefore, I can only
apologize to Your Majesty."

"Hmm, I see." King Prester V frowned and said, "Vill, do you have any other reasons?" "

Of course, Your Majesty." I asked slowly, "May I ask, Your Majesty, do you still consider
this a fair duel?"

King Prester V stared at me blankly for a long time before saying, "Vill, I understand. This is
the main reason you refused the reward, isn't it?" "

If Your Majesty says so, I won't deny it. I don't care if you are the king
or .

You really have a lot of courage. Aren't you afraid I will charge you with disrespect?" King Prester V asked in a deep voice. "
Hmph, trying to scare me? Don't you know who I am? How could you, the king of a small kingdom like Mosby,
scare me?"

"Your Majesty, would you like to hear the truth or a lie? If you want a lie, I can tell you
I'm terrified; if you want the truth, I can tell you I'm not afraid at all." I said with a smile,
seemingly unconcerned . I saw Lapis's pale face,
the reproach and pity in General Hawke's eyes, Uncle Dart's anxious expression, the worry in Melina and
Lilia 's eyes, the expressions of the commoners around me, too terrified to even breathe,
the gloating of the noble children, and even the barely perceptible smirks of Prince Beirut and Marquis Martin… In
that instant, all sorts of people, all sorts of mindsets, all sorts of expressions, unfolded before me,
revealing their innermost thoughts.

King Prester V seemed unsurprised by my answer, a slight smile appearing on his face. But I knew very
well that this insincere smile was the one I needed to be wary of. Sure enough
, what I heard next from King Prester V was exactly what I expected: "Vell, you're quite frank, aren't you? To be honest, I know
that with your current strength, you are indeed terrifying, and you can easily walk away. But have you
ever thought about your friends, family, or even your lover? The old fox has finally shown his true colors, actually trying
to threaten me with my friends and family. His aim, of course, is to make me work for him. There's no such easy thing."

I smiled coldly, gripping the sword with my left hand and the hilt with my right, assuming a drawing stance. Instantly, a sharp
killing intent surged forth. A gust of wind blew the loose hair that obscured my face, revealing a cold gaze. Coupled with my slightly curved,
unsmiling lips and resolute face, I exuded a chilling aura. My cold gaze
swept over King Prester V, the Prince of Beirut, and Marquis Martin, finally settling on the Prince of Beirut.

An endless killing intent surged from my body, chilling the surroundings to the bone. Even
the spectators felt the killing intent emanating from me. Those without true energy or magic were intimidated by my killing intent and had to
retreat. The closest figures—Prince V, Prince of Beirut, and Marquis Martin—naturally felt my
powerful killing intent and channeled their true energy to protect themselves.
A hint of fear even appeared in the eyes of Prince Prest V, Marquis Martin, and Prince

Beirut. "As long as I, Will Randy, am here, no one can harm my friends and family.
Whoever dares to harm my friends and family, I, Will Randy, swear I will make them
regret it even in death—Heavenly Thunder Fury!" My icy tone sent a chill down everyone's spine.
The intense killing intent emanating from me proved that my words were absolutely true. Almost simultaneously with uttering "Heavenly Thunder Fury,"
a massive ball of lightning descended from the sky, landing in the center of the arena.

With a deafening roar, a massive explosion sent countless specks of dirt flying in all directions.
The onlookers gasped in shock; those with magical abilities hastily erected protective barriers in front of them, while those without retreated
frantically , creating a chaotic scene. But they quickly realized it was all in vain. The dirt struck my
barriers around the arena and then fell back down.

After a cloud of dust, the noisy arena fell silent;
you could hear a pin drop. All eyes turned to the arena, and then everyone gasped in unison
, their jaws dropping in disbelief—the enormous arena had transformed into a deep,
unfathomable . Before the crowd could recover from their astonishment, I shouted, "Earth Restores!"
A tornado swept through, and the arena returned to normal, as if nothing had happened. This
, of course, left everyone speechless once more.

"Ahem, ahem, Will, you certainly have the right to say that." The old fox, King Prester V, was the first
to regain his composure: "Since you are unwilling to accept my reward, I will not force you. If you have any other
requests , I will certainly try my best to fulfill them.

" "Yes, Your Majesty, I do have a request that you hope Your Majesty will grant." I said calmly.
This was clearly a bit unexpected for King Prester V. His previous statement was just a polite remark,
since I didn't even want a title or official position, so what else could I ask of him? But he overlooked one point: he
had a fine daughter—Princess Lapis.

"Oh, what is your request?" King Prester V looked at me with slight surprise. Not only him, but
all the spectators hadn't expected me to actually make a request to the king. "

I hope Your Majesty will marry Princess Lapis to me." I said slowly and deliberately. Lapis's face
instantly turned from pale to bright red, and her head bowed to her chest. She probably hadn't expected me to propose in public.

"What?" Prince Beirut jumped up, while King Prester V remained composed, glancing
at the flushed Lapis with a knowing look. Perhaps it was because my performance had
been too frightening; now no noble youth dared to shout or curse, only a buzzing of whispers could be heard.
King Prester V narrowed his eyes: "No wonder Lapis has been speaking up for you, I understand, but..."
He deliberately paused.

I knew he wouldn't agree so easily, so I said: "Your Majesty, but what?"

King Prester V feigned regret: "Vell, if you had accepted my reward, I
might have agreed to marry Lapis to you. But you refused, and you are still a commoner.
How marry Lapis to you?" This old fox, I knew he would say that.

Why can't I marry Princess Lapis because I'm a commoner? Is it just for a vague
title ? My tone clearly carried a hint of dissatisfaction: "Your Majesty, if accepting the title
means I can marry Princess Lapis, then is Your Majesty
marrying Princess Lapis to me for who I am, or for the title itself?" I looked at Lapis and added, "And shouldn't Princess Lapis be able to decide her own
marriage?"

Lapis, her face pale with anxiety after Prester V rejected my proposal,
mustered her courage upon hearing my words and said, "Yes, Father, I have passed the 'Royal Trial,' I can decide my own
marriage , and I am willing to marry Will.

" Ah…what…the princess actually agreed to marry that commoner… The noble youths, who had been trying to control themselves, could no longer contain themselves
and began to clamor after hearing Lapis accept my proposal. However, I…
I'm too lazy to deal with them now, those scumbags. King Prester V, that old fox, probably didn't expect Lapis to
say such a thing, and stood there dumbfounded.
I could see King Prester V was hesitating, while the Prince of Beirut and Marquis Martin were
darting around, clearly trying to cause trouble. As the saying goes, "a quick cut
is best for a quick fix," so I decisively said to King Prester V: "Your Majesty, please believe me, I will do everything in my power to make Princess Lapis happy."
I paused, then stared at King Prester V and said: "And Your Majesty wouldn't want Prince Carlo
's tragedy to repeat itself, would you?"

"What… how… could you possibly know about Carlo…?" King Prester V stared at me in utter shock,
his face darkening instantly, as if he had aged ten years in an instant. Those around him were also dumbfounded
. Only a very few people knew the secret of Prince Carlo's departure from the royal family; even the Prince of Beirut and
Princess Lapis didn't know why their elder brother had left the royal family.

After a long pause, King Prester V finally looked up at Lapis, then turned to me and said, "Vell,
I can agree to give Lapis to you in marriage, but you must agree to one condition." Lapis, hearing there was a condition,
perked up her ears.

"Your Majesty, please speak." I couldn't push him too far, otherwise, if things got really bad, Lapis would be caught in
the middle . "

I want you to promise me that you cannot take Lapis away before I announce the heir to the throne, " King Prester V said, enunciating each word clearly. "Alright, Your Majesty, I agree." I had no reason to refuse such a condition, and King Prester V's proposal was also a strong indication to the outside world that Princess Lapis might also become the heir to the throne, and Prince Beirut was not the only candidate. Seeing this outcome, Beirut's face was ashen, but I had no interest in him; my entire focus was on Lapis. I walked straight to Lapis, gazing into her beautiful eyes. A captivating blush immediately rose ; she was extremely shy, yet she didn't look away, her eyes filled with endless affection as she gazed at me. I gently raised my hand and caressed her delicate cheek. Lapis let out a soft moan, her slender hand quickly grasping my large hand and rubbing it against her cheek. Her beautiful eyes, shimmering with deep affection, seemed about to overflow with tears. Princess Lapis trembled with excitement, two streams of crystal tears uncontrollably cascading from her beautiful She suddenly threw herself into my arms, pouring her joyful tears onto my chest. I gently wrapped my left arm around her slender waist and kissed her passionately. Lapis's beautiful eyes shone with intoxicating passion, and she wrapped her arms around me, responding enthusiastically. The onlookers were stunned for a moment, then burst into applause. A thrilling, life-or-death duel ended with a passionate kiss between Princess Lapis and me… Volume Two, Chapter Three: A Triumphant Reign. Prester V had originally planned a ball to celebrate Lapis and my engagement, but I politely declined. I couldn't be bothered to face the hypocritical faces of Prince Beirut and Marquis Martin. However, Uncle Dart hosted a celebratory dinner for me at the Earl's mansion. Lapis, of course, attended, along with General Hawke and his daughter, Sherry, Dean Dante and his grandson, Prince Fett, and all the girls who had attended my dinner at the academy cafeteria that day. After everyone shared a drink, Sherry couldn't help but ask: "Will, it turns out your martial arts skills are just as good as your magic! Why did you lie to me before?" I believe this question has been weighing on her mind for a long time, but since the duel ended, I've been surrounded by Lapis, Lilia, Eileen, and Kelly , and she hasn't had a chance to get close to me. I laughed and said, "When did I lie to you? When did I tell you I didn't know swordsmanship? You've always treated me like a 'clumsy swordsman,' and now you're blaming me? Then why did you act like a coward and hide behind Claire and the others when you saved me?" Shirley said angrily. "That time you mentioned? I wanted to give Claire and Eileen more opportunities to practice, to give them more chances in real combat how it was on the way to Garrison City, when things happened; I hardly ever fought." I explained with a smile. " Then why didn't you explain it to me clearly later?" Shirley pressed on, seizing the opportunity. " Where didn't I explain it clearly to you? You just didn't believe me. Didn't I tell you I helped Lapis ? Do you remember what I said back then?" At this point, I deliberately imitated Xue Ni'er's voice and tone , saying, "Did our swordsman rush up again and trip the enemy, lying on the ground?" Everyone burst into laughter. Xue Ni'er was speechless this time, angrily picking up her wine cup and downing it in one gulp . General Hawke chuckled, "Xue Ni'er, you're blind yourself, yet you blame Will for not telling you? In this respect, you're far inferior to the princess. " This reminded Xue Ni'er, and she immediately found a new target: "Princess, I've always considered you my best sister, but you've forgotten your sister once you have a lover. Knowing this guy's background, you deliberately didn't tell me. Don't you feel sorry for me?" Lapis blushed deeply at her words and said shyly, "Xue Ni'er, I'm sorry. I really wanted to tell you, but because what Will did to help me was very important, I couldn't tell you then. But now I can tell you, it's the 'Royal Trial' you've heard about today." Marquis Martin had always hoped I would marry his son, Abel, so that one day his son could become the King . He proposed to my father, who, under the influence of my second brother, Beirut, surprisingly agreed. In this situation, my only chance to gain autonomy was through the "Royal Trial." The "Royal Trial" required me to kill a mid-level magical beast on my own, something I couldn't do with my current strength. I later learned that my brother Beirut had deliberately manipulated my father into agreeing to Marquis Martin's proposal to force me to take the "Royal Trial," allowing a magical beast to kill me. I also heard that to prevent me from cheating, my brother had bought up all the "Thunder Beast Horns" in the city at exorbitant prices, forcing me to go outside the city...

Searching for the "Thunder Beast" in the forest.

Will appeared just as the "
Thunder . That's how I learned Will's swordsmanship was actually quite high. Of course, Will later
incurred my second brother's wrath for helping me. My second brother even sent his "Shadow Ninjas"
to ambush Will from the path outside the academy, but they failed. This duel was planned by my second brother and Marquis Martin;
everyone witnessed what happened. "Snowy, now you know the reasons I can't tell you, right?"
Lapis explained the whole story clearly in one breath, and everyone understood that although Lapis was a princess, she actually
had more helplessness than the others. When Celia, Fiana, Bingqian, Xuezhi, Fet, and others heard that Beirut
had sent "Shadow Ninjas" to assassinate me, they were even more shocked. "

Princess, I didn't expect you to have to face so many helpless things. I'm sorry." I never thought
Snowy would have a day when she had to apologize. I couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

"Snowy, it's not your fault. You couldn't possibly have imagined there were so many hidden details. Besides,
we 're best friends, Snowy, do you want me to be your matchmaker?" Lapis glanced at me with a grin,
teasing Snowy.

Snowy, surprisingly, blushed deeply, secretly glancing at me and saying coquettishly, "Princess, why are you
making fun of me?"

"Don't call me princess anymore. To be honest, many times I'd rather be an ordinary person," Lapis
said softly.

Prince Fett echoed, "I completely agree with Princess Lapis. I also wish I
weren't a prince, but unfortunately, I don't have Will's superhuman abilities and domineering spirit." Turning to
me with a smile, he said, "Will, it seems you only used a tiny bit of your strength during our last sparring session.
I was even fantasizing about one day defeating you and having you buy me a drink. Now it seems that's out of the question." Then, as if
having an idea, he glanced at his sister Eliza sitting beside him and said, "Will, will you teach me swordsmanship?"

"Oh, Prince Fett, you want to learn swordsmanship from me? Well, you'll have to pay a price. Let me tell
you, a few drinks won't do." I said to Fett with a grin, picking up my glass.

"Well, you don't need to tell me, I've already thought of that. Will, if you agree to teach me swordsmanship, I
can introduce you to my sister Eliza. How about that?" Fett said confidently.

"Pfft!" The drink I had just taken a sip sprayed all over Eileen next to me. "Ah... I'm sorry... Eileen
... It's all Fett's fault...

Brother, what nonsense are you talking about?" Princess Eliza blushed, tugging at Fett's sleeve and pouting
.

Eileen, however, wasn't angry. She took the towel Dalanie handed her and dried herself off, saying with
a grin , "Brother Will, you don't need to get so excited when Prince Fett says he'll introduce you to a girl."
The women, who had been trying hard to hold back their laughter, couldn't help but burst out laughing at Eileen's words.
With a few , several more people's clothes were ruined, accompanied by cries of annoyance and apologies.

General Hawke laughed at Uncle Dart and Dean Dante: "Seeing them like this makes me feel ten years younger."

Dean Dante sighed: "We really are getting old, you can't deny it. After watching today's duel, I'm
still shaken. To be honest, if it were me and Esda dueling, I definitely wouldn't have the chance to sit
here drinking."

General Hawke added: "Yes, I feel the same way. Prince Beirut actually lent the 'Blessing of the Elements'
to Esda without permission, clearly intending to kill Will. I dare say that apart from Will, I dare say
no one in the capital could have escaped Esda unscathed in today's situation. I rarely admire people, but today I
have to. Especially Will's composure and humility in refusing His Majesty's reward after his victory
are truly admirable."

Dean Dante is the only "Grand Magister" level mage in the Kingdom of Mosby, while General Hawke is
one of the few "Grand Swordsmen" level swordsmen in the Kingdom of Mosby. Their words
naturally carry more weight. However, there are always those who disagree, at least verbally. And that includes
none other than Xue Ni'er: "Dad, you make that guy sound so amazing, but I don't think he's anything special." "

Xue Ni'er, don't be so unconvinced. If you're really that capable, then make Will your
son-in-law ," General Hawke said with a grin.

"Dad, you're bullying me too..." Xue Ni'er was so embarrassed by her father's blatant words that she
couldn't lift her head. The other women were all blushing and giggling, secretly amused. Of course, some of them had more
complicated expressions, their smiles somewhat unnatural. The one who caught my attention the most was Ya Lan. Perhaps because I
had kissed her, our relationship was now somewhat complicated. When my gaze fell on Celia's face,
the little girl actually made a "shy face" at me, such an innocent girl. "

Men should marry when they're of age, and women should marry when they're of age, what's there to be shy about?" General Hawke continued, not letting Celia off the hook. "Sherry, it's not that I'm criticizing you,
but I always hear you talk about Will at home, but I never expected you two to be like this when you're together. At
this rate, my wish is probably hopeless.

" "Dad, if you say that again, I
'll throw a tantrum.

"Alright, alright, I won't say anymore." General Hawke clearly knew his daughter's personality and dared not
say anything more.

Uncle Dart interjected at the opportune moment: "Will, today I truly experienced what it means to be thrilled.
Even after the duel, your actions in front of His Majesty surprised me quite a bit."

Mel nodded: "Yes, when I heard you refuse His Majesty's reward, I was really worried for you."
The women all agreed, saying they were terrified, fearing the king might harm them in a fit of anger. "

I know I was impulsive, but I was just so angry," I explained.

Lapis continued, "Father went too far today. He knew
the power yet didn't stop the duel; it's unforgivable. If I had known the 'Blessing of the Elements' was
so powerful, I would have stopped the duel no matter what. If I were Will, I would never have accepted
his hypocritical reward. Although my elder brother has never told me why he left the royal family, now..."
I began to understand his thoughts. At this point, Lapis turned to me: "Will, you seem to know
about my older brother. Can you tell me?"

I nodded: "I do know about your older brother. He told me himself, but
I promised him I wouldn't tell anyone else, so I can't tell you." Seeing her confused expression, I continued
: "Just the day before yesterday, when I was taking you back to the palace, I ran into your older brother. He even tested my strength, wanting to
see if I could protect you. You can imagine the result, and your older brother confidently
handed over the responsibility of protecting you to me. Lapis, I promised your older brother I would love you for life. I will never let
anyone hurt you or anyone who loves me again."

"Will, no wonder you didn't come back through the front door the night before last, but went back to your room to change clothes before coming out to see
us. So you were afraid we'd find out you'd been fighting with someone?" Kelly immediately connected the dots with
what had happened , and after a few comparisons, she understood everything. Lilia, Mel, Irene, Nilos, and the others suddenly realized
what had happened.

I said apologetically to them, "I didn't want you to worry about me, that's why I didn't tell you."

Dora giggled, "Will, don't worry, we won't blame you." I smiled at her,
then turned my gaze to Lapis. Lapis said emotionally, "My brother is the only one who truly cares about me.
He taught me swordsmanship. Without him, I might have already…" Lapis choked up, unable to continue.

I reached out my left hand, put my arm around her waist, and pulled her close. "Lapis, your brother was indeed
the person who cared about you most in the world before, but from now on, I will be the one who cares about you most. Believe me, I will make you
happy.

" Lapis whispered, her eyes red, "Will, I believe you. I'm willing to leave the royal family and become an ordinary
commoner to stay by your side." An indescribable feeling of happiness welled up from the bottom of my heart. I tightened my grip and pulled
Lapis into my arms. Lapis completely forgot about everyone around her, clinging tightly to me with all her might.
At that moment, I only had eyes for Lapis.

"Clap," "Clap," "Clap!" Our passionate embrace was abruptly broken by the applause of the crowd.
Lapis blushing, pulled away from my arms, tears still visible in her eyes. I glanced around. Lilia, General Hawke, and the others
wore expressions of amusement,
while Eliza, Therese, Vivian, and Celia, among other little girls, blushed and looked on with curiosity. Fiana, Jessica, and Yalan wore ambiguous smiles. But what
surprised me most was that the "Ice and Snow Beauties," Bingqian and Xuezhi, both had slightly flushed faces, displaying
a rare girlish charm.

Yalan smiled and said, "Alright, Will, Lapis, although I don't want to disturb you, please be
mindful of the occasion. Alright, Will, now I have a question for you. I want to know what kind of barrier you used to
block Esda's final attack wave?"

"Yes, Will, I've been wanting to ask you that question too, but I was too embarrassed to bother you and the princess."
Fiana even knows how to tease me now; it seems she was inspired by Eileen's earlier comment.
It's not just those two who want to ask; aside from Dean Dante and Melina who seem to understand what I did
, everyone else is looking at me expectantly, their foreheads practically screaming
"curiosity." "

Well… actually, there are many things in this world that can't be explained." I used my
catchphrase , and everyone except Melina and others who were already familiar with it looked at
me with utter astonishment.

Dora said irritably, "I knew you'd say that. Every time someone asks you, you say, '
Actually, there are many things in this world that can't be explained.' Come on, can't you
come up with something original?" Dora's words caused a stir among the crowd. "

What? Will, you're so unfair!" Fett muttered discontentedly.

Yalan was even more decisive, giving me a sharp rap on the forehead with a "bang": "Will, you dare to play us?
Tell the truth!

" "Yes, tell us..." Celia and the others chimed in, seizing the opportunity to egg me on.

"Ouch, Yalan, your hand is really heavy!" I muttered, rubbing my forehead where I'd been hit.

"Yalan?" Fiana was the first to sense something was wrong: "Instructor Yalan, what's going on?" Hearing
this , the other women all realized what was happening and looked at Yalan. Under everyone's gaze, Yalan's face
flushed red. Not knowing how to explain, she angrily gave me an even harder "bang" on the forehead:
"Aren't you going to tell us?"

"It hurts... You can ask Dean Dante, he should know." I said, rubbing my forehead. "

Grandpa, do you really know?" Yalan, afraid others would press the issue of how she addressed me, quickly asked
Dean Dante .

"I know." Dean Dante spoke slowly and deliberately, making Yalan grit her teeth in anger: "Grandpa,
why didn't you tell me? I shouldn't have asked that wretched guy.

You didn't ask me, and besides, wouldn't it be more interesting to let that guy suffer a little?" Dean Dante
grinned slyly.

"Dean, stop being so mysterious, just tell us already!" Biffel seemed to
be impatient , and couldn't help but urge him on.

"Seeing how curious you are, I'll tell you." Dean Dante glanced at everyone and said: "Will
used a light-type ultimate protective barrier in front of himself—God's Protection—to reflect the attack wave
back . 'Elemental Blessing' was destroyed by his own magic power.
What a pity that such a good artifact was ruined like that.

" "Light-type ultimate protective barrier—'God's Protection'? Isn't that the ultimate magic that only a 'Saint Archmage' could possibly
use ? Could it be that Will is a 'Saint Archmage'?" The speaker was
Bing Qian, known as the "Ice Flower." Being a fourth-year student, her knowledge far surpassed others. Hearing
Dean Dante mention "divine protection," she immediately guessed my strength. However, the term "Saint Archmage"
was a legendary rank of mage. She realized her mistake as soon as she spoke, and the usually aloof Bing Qian
covered her mouth in surprise, as if she had revealed a colossal secret.

Indeed, it was a huge secret. While everyone knew I was strong, they didn't know the
exact . Generally, they assumed my magic level had reached the "Great..."
While the level of "Grand Archmage" was extremely rare, the presence of
Dean Dante meant that everyone could accept it. However, upon hearing Bing Qian utter the words "Saint Archmage,"
their minds went completely blank. The entire hall fell silent. Apart from
Dean Dante and Melina, who already knew, everyone else gaped, not daring to breathe. Even
the seasoned General Hawke and Uncle Dart were stunned.

This was understandable; "Grand Archmage" was considered the limit for human mages, while "Saint
Archmage " was an unattainable height. People had only ever heard
legends about "Saint Archmages," and no human "Saint Archmage" had ever appeared in official records. Luvia,
Sistine, and Eileen reacted relatively well, but the most intense reactions came from Vivian, Eliza, and Tracy
. Their eyes widened as if they would pop out, and their cherry-like mouths were wide enough to fit
a duck egg. I dare say, you'll almost never see that expression again—it was one of utter shock and disbelief
.

As expected of fourth-year students, their knowledge is indeed broader. Dean Dante's words brought everyone
back to reality: "Bingqian is right, Will has indeed reached the 'Saint Archmage' level.
Now that we know this, we can't tell anyone else." Everyone nodded silently, their expressions
complex as they glanced at me from time to time. Dean Dante continued, still shaken: "In that critical situation, '
Divine Protection' was perhaps the only way to avoid injury. No wonder Esda was so determined to win. With
anyone else, the outcome of today's duel would have been the opposite."

Everyone wore solemn expressions. Only now did they truly understand the
perilous . It felt like I had walked through the gates of hell and returned, and
that was indeed the case. Of course, they didn't know how I felt at the time. In fact, everything was under my control. With
Esda and "Elemental Blessing," there was no way they could have harmed me. But all of this could only be kept in my heart;
I couldn't tell them.

Will, the moonlight tonight is really beautiful. When you're in a good mood, everything looks good. Lapis
gently sat on the pavilion railing and pulled me over, nestling against my shoulder, her face full of happiness and
joy. I said nothing, simply sitting quietly, admiring the scenery before me, feeling this warmth
and tranquility. A cold wind blew by, and Lapis felt a little chilly, snuggling closer to me. I gently asked
, "Are you cold?"

"No…it's very cool…ah…ah…achoo…" Lapis tried to pretend nothing was wrong,
but this sneeze betrayed her.

"Haha…haha…you…you…haha…" We both burst into laughter, laughing
so hard we almost fell over .

"Ah, I've got it! Come with me!" I suddenly seemed to remember something, lightly lifting Lapis's slender waist and using
levitation to fly up, stopping at the height of the Fireflower tree canopy. "

What are you doing? What kind of mischievous idea do you have?" Lapis asked with a coquettish laugh. I didn't answer Lapis,
but instead quickly absorbed the magical elements around me, leaving Lapis utterly bewildered. "

Go," I whispered, flicking countless small magical orbs of various colors from my hand. These
orbs were green, red, yellow, blue—all sorts of colors, incredibly cute. As if alive
, they flew into the nearby sea of velvet flowers. In no time, all the magical orbs quickly returned,
each trailing a long tail made of velvet petals. Countless beautiful orbs
, carrying countless fragrant velvet petals, danced around Lapis and me like they were alive, a truly beautiful sight
.

Lapis, seeing this beautiful scene, showed delight on her face and reached out to stroke a green
orb. But the little orb playfully turned and flew away, its petal tail gently
brushing against the back of Lapis's hand. Lapis slowly withdrew her hand, only to find a vibrant red velvet petal remaining in her palm. Lapis
gently sniffed the petals, a refreshing fragrance wafting towards her. In a magnetic voice, I
whispered in Lapis's ear, "Do you like it?

" "Yes," Lapis giggled and nodded, giving me a light kiss. "

There's something even more beautiful," I said, waving my hand. The orbs of light nimbly shed their tails. Countless
fiery petals drifted around us, a beautiful sight. Then they quickly combined, forming a petal bench.
I held Lapis and sat on the petal bench; it felt so soft, so comfortable, so fragrant.

"Yay, this is wonderful!" Lapis exclaimed excitedly as she sat on the petal bench. Like
a child , she looked around, plucking petals and blowing them into the air, having
a great time. I then created a light blue barrier around us; from the outside, the barrier appeared dark
blue , obscuring the view inside. But looking outwards, it was just a very light blue, which not only didn't obstruct
the view but also added a warm and romantic feeling.

I fixed the petal bench to the barrier and cast an anti-gravity spell inside, creating a
weightless environment. Suddenly, the barrier became weightless, and Lapis, who was having fun, was caught off guard and
cried floated up. I gently hugged Lapis and gave her a playful smile. The two of us
embraced tightly inside the barrier. Lapis chuckled, but I looked at her with a serious expression. This
expression made Lapis laugh, but as she laughed, her laughter gradually faded, because an
unprecedented . "

You...you...is there something you want to say?" Lapis asked nervously. "

I want to tell you...what?" Lapis asked anxiously.

"I love you." Three soft words, like a deafening roar, stunned Lapis.
My voice roused her from her daze: "Do you love me?" "

I love you...of course I love you..." Lapis suddenly burst into tears, pounding her fist on my chest.
Seeing Lapis in my arms like a child, I suppressed my own excitement and pressed my burning lips tightly against
hers . We kissed passionately, a kiss so intense, so wild. Our breathing
grew heavy, and we let out groans like wild beasts. At that moment, we had lost our reason, and...
Reason was unnecessary; they only knew to express their most fervent love in the most primal way.

After a long while, their fiery lips parted, a glistening strand of saliva still clinging to their mouths. A raging fire of desire
burned , their bodies transforming into a world-destroying flame; any restraint was
futile. With a soft "hiss," Lapis's top disintegrated into countless pieces of fabric, scattering in all directions.
Lapis instinctively cried out, instinctively trying to cover her full, rounded breasts. But this attempt was utterly
ineffective. I finally saw Lapis's alluring body. Lapis

's skin was fair, appearing mysteriously beautiful in the slightly bluish light. Her breasts trembled in shock; though not large, they were exquisitely shaped, especially the two red nipples, so delicate and lovely that I was completely mesmerized. My gaze shifted downwards, and I saw Lapis's slender waist, so delicate it seemed I , swaying gracefully in my arms, tracing alluring arcs. A fiery red velvet petal drifted down onto Lapis's lovely navel, adding a touch of sensuality and allure. I couldn't resist lowering my head to gently kiss Lapis's waist. The exquisite touch of her smooth skin was intoxicating, and I couldn't help but kiss every inch of her skin with an addictive passion. The tingling, itchy sensation made Lapis moan and writhe, her hands running through my hair, frantically kneading it. My lips moved upwards, my seductive hands climbing onto Lapis's breasts. Lapis trembled with stimulation, murmuring something indistinctly. I greedily sucked and wildly kneaded, as if trying to devour her whole . Lapis responded passionately, shyly opening herself up to me. Suddenly, a mischievous hand reached into Lapis's virgin territory, which she had guarded for sixteen years. Unbeknownst to her, I had stripped away even the last vestiges of her modesty. Lapis was jolted, her entire body tensing. Her long, slender, white legs pressed tightly together, blocking the wicked hand from entering her sacred gate. An unprecedented, intense pleasure surged through Lapis's every cell, a rebellious thrill rushing to her brain, making her revel in this unrestrained joy. I quickened my assault on Lapis, who lay limply in my arms, panting softly , utterly powerless. " I'm coming, Lapis..." I was at the gates, but out of respect for her, I wanted to hear her wishes aloud. "Come... Will... pierce me..." Lapis murmured breathlessly, her hands around my back pressing me down. I thrust forward with all my might, piercing the unsuspecting Lapis. "Ah!" Lapis cried out softly, a sharp, tearing pain making her tremble. She had bid farewell to her beautiful girlhood. Soon, the pain was replaced by unprecedented pleasure. "Ready? My dear little darling," I whispered in Lapis's ear. "Mmm," Lapis said nothing, only swaying her slender, snake-like waist, answering me with her actions . I said nothing more, for at this moment, no words were needed. I moved , loving Lapis with all my passion. At the same time, the petal-covered bench within the barrier rapidly transformed, becoming a soft, heart-shaped bed, bearing the weight of our movements. Meanwhile, the remaining petals and orbs of light formed a beautiful little tent around us. The tent slowly rotated, creating this most romantic love nest. Lapis, receiving my penis, enjoyed indescribable pleasure: "Mmm... Will... harder... oh... yes... uh... faster... mmm... ah... ah ah... ah ah..." I thrust rapidly , wanting Lapis to reach orgasm again and again, to let her be intoxicated with pleasure. Lapis soared to the clouds amidst layer upon layer of orgasms, and I, stimulated by her climax, also approached my peak. "Mmm... Lapis... oh... good... mmm... ah... I'm going to... I'm going to cum..." Stimulated by Lapis's countless orgasms, I also reached my peak. I inserted my penis into Lapis's uterus and ejaculated my nectar , taking her to the clouds as well. "Ah... mmm... Will... come... oh... ee-ya... ah ah... ah ah..." Lapis cried out, reaching orgasm once more. Right there in this love hut, Lapis and I experienced one peak of pleasure after another, experiencing the most baptism of love. As the first rays of dawn illuminated the edelweiss forest, Lapis were utterly exhausted. Seeing Lapis's contented smile, I softly asked, "Beautiful?" Lapis looked at me shyly, gently kissed my forehead, and said, "So beautiful. With your love this once, I would die without regret." With that, Lapis drifted off to sleep in my arms. " Don't make it sound so scary. What death? I will love you forever," I murmured , then used teleportation magic to take Lapis back to her room. I was reluctantly woken by Weiss, but there was nothing I could do. None of those people had returned yesterday, and the Earl's mansion was big enough to easily accommodate twenty or thirty more. After helping Lapis and me get dressed , I let Weiss and Dalanie leave first, because there was something important I hadn't done yet. Seeing that I had sent Weiss and Dalanie away, Lapis asked, puzzled, "Weir, aren't we going out yet?" There are still many people waiting outside. Lapis, don't rush, we still have something important to do. I smiled and walked towards Lapis , taking the necklace I had given her from her neck. "Will, why did you take off the necklace?" Lapis asked, puzzled, looking at me with a head full of questions. "Because you don't need it anymore..." Just as I spoke, the necklace returned to its original form— the "Ring of Love." Lapis looked at me in amazement and said, "What a beautiful ring, Will, how did you do that? " I smiled without answering, putting the "Ring of Love" on her hand, and at the same time took out a crystal card and handed it to her, saying , "Lapis, I don't have time to explain it to you right now. You can ask Melina and the others later; they will tell you. Now we should go out." Although Lapis was full of doubts, after hearing what I said, she stopped talking. When I led Lapis by the hand into the hall, everyone, including Melina, was stunned by Lapis's stunning beauty. Lapis, having just experienced her first love, radiated happiness; her delicate, slightly flushed face was exquisitely beautiful.

Lapis, now possessing a mature and alluring beauty she rarely exuded, had gained a newfound charm. Already a stunning beauty, she now
rivaled the dazzling Melina.

"Sister Lapis, you're even more beautiful than yesterday!" Vivian exclaimed curiously, taking Lapis's hand and
scrutinizing her from head to toe. Even the renowned "Ice and Snow Twins," known for their aloofness,
stared at Lapis with surprise. Not to mention Xue Nier, who had always been like a sister to Lapis, and was naturally the most astonished by
Lapis's dramatic transformation. In an instant, the women surrounded Lapis,
showering her with praise, while Lapis blushed with delight.

I seized the opportunity to sit down next to Fett, who smiled mysteriously and said, "Ville, you're really something."
His words were ambiguous and intriguing. I ignored his teasing, my attention was focused
on Dean Dante, Uncle Dart, and General Hawke. They all seemed to be in good spirits, but had dark circles under their eyes,
as if they hadn't slept well. I couldn't help but ask curiously, "Dean Dante, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Dean Dante laughed heartily, "The three of us were too excited to sleep last night, so we just chatted
all night. You little rascal, you're something else, eating and sleeping like nothing happened."

Fett chimed in enthusiastically, "Yeah, me too! Just thinking about the thrilling duel
gets my blood pumping." This martial arts fanatic, there's no way to deal with him! He even nudged
me with his elbow after saying that, "Will, so, have you made up your mind?" "

Consider what?" I had just woken up and didn't immediately understand. "

You're going to teach me swordsmanship, you saw it yourself, my sister Eliza is quite good." I was truly exasperated; he
actually used his own sister as a bargaining chip.

Hey, what kind of irresponsible brother are you? I said with dissatisfaction, but Fett seemed
indifferent , shrugging with a smile. Dean Dante suddenly interjected, asking, "Will, would you be interested in
being an instructor at the academy?"

Instructor? Dean, please spare me! Do you think I can be an instructor? I said with a wry smile, "
Aren't you afraid I'll mislead the students?"

"Will, I think you'd be quite good at being an instructor. Why don't you give it a try?" It was Melina who spoke. While I
was talking to Dean Dante and the others, the girls also let go of Lapis and took their seats. "

Yes, Will, why don't you start a swordsmanship class? I'll be the first to sign up!" Fett, who was worried that I wouldn't
agree to teach him swordsmanship, was overjoyed and strongly urged me to accept Dean Dante's suggestion.

"No, a magic class would be better." Eliza contradicted her brother, immediately gaining
the support of most of the girls: "Yes, a magic class, we'll all sign up!"

Eliza— Fett's face turned red with anger. He glared at his sister and then
said to me, "Will, you can't listen to them." "Honestly, I haven't even agreed to be their tutor yet, and they're already
arguing .

" Dean Dante chuckled, "Will, it seems you're quite popular. You don't need to make a decision so quickly; you can
think about it first. However, there's one thing I can tell you first: you've graduated." While
Dean Dante 's words weren't surprising, they did create an
astonishing record in the academy's history: graduating from the academy in less than a month, without taking a single formal test, and graduating
with negative 1000 credits.

Dean Dante glanced at the calm-faced crowd and smiled slyly, "This is certainly
nothing surprising, but what I'm about to announce will definitely surprise you. However, you
must promise to keep it a secret."

"Dean, please tell us! We promise we won't tell anyone!" Celia couldn't help but urge him on first.
Perhaps because she was quite familiar with me, she wasn't
reserved .

"Yes, Dean, please tell us!" Even the genius magical girl, Tracy, couldn't help but urge, "This little
girl probably doesn't know me well yet. Anyway, she rarely speaks when I'm around, seeming very quiet.
This is completely different from the impression I got from others, because all the information I've gathered
indicates that this seemingly well-behaved girl is actually quite fiery."

Dean Dante smiled at everyone and slowly announced, "I want to announce that Will
will be the next Dean of 'Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy,' the thirty-fifth Dean." Seeing the stunned
crowd, Dean Dante added, "By the way, Will will also become my
grandson-in-law, and your instructor Yalan's husband."

What? Everyone present was stunned, except for me and Yalan. Yalan blushed and secretly
glanced at me before lowering her head. From her reaction, I knew that Dean Dante must have discussed this with her beforehand
; otherwise, given her personality, she would have jumped up in surprise. I somewhat understand why Dean Dante was
in such a hurry to announce this news. It's probably because after yesterday's duel, my marriage to Princess Lapis was settled
, and to avoid any unforeseen complications, Dean Dante was eager to announce it. "

Hey, Dean Dante, you're really not being fair! Why didn't you tell us such important news last night
? You're really good at holding back!" Uncle Dart and General Hawke said, somewhat displeased.

"Well, if I had told you earlier, would you still be surprised now?" Dean Dante said with a
sly smile. "

Dean Dante, these things weren't decided today, were they?" Uncle Dart noticed my
reaction. "
Of course, such a big thing was decided a long time ago, it's just that I'm telling you
today . Originally, I wasn't planning to announce it so early, but because this duel has caused such a stir, I
felt it was better to say it sooner rather than later," Dean Dante explained.

"Did the academy's dean really decide based on just one sentence?" General Hawke clearly felt this was far
too hasty.

"Of course it's not that simple. The process can't be explained in just a few words,"
Dean Dante said.

"There must be some kind of token or ceremony, right?" General Hawke pressed on. "

Of course! The ceremony has already been held, and the token has been given to Will. Do you think I'd fool
Will?" Dean Dante said, pursing his lips, then said to me, "Will, just let them see the token."
"Alright." All eyes immediately focused on me. I raised my left hand, extending my little finger; the red
ring was strikingly prominent.

This ring… it seems I've had it for a while… Lilia pointed to the red ring and said, "I thought it was
some kind of magical artifact made by Will himself, but it turns out this is a token…

This red ring is the token used by the Dante family for generations to designate the successor to
the headmaster Accepting this ring also means taking on more responsibility." Headmaster Dante
sighed and said, "This has been a worry of mine for nearly twenty years. Now I can finally
entrust the academy to Will and Yalan with peace of mind." He glanced at everyone again and continued, "When I designated Will as my
successor, I also designated Yalan's fiancé. Now you all understand, right?"

"Oh, I see. Congratulations, Instructor Yalan!" Celia and Fanny teased
Yalan .

"Yes, we really should congratulate Instructor Yalan..." Fiana, Xue Nier, and the others
echoed , making the usually aloof Yalan blush deeply, but unable to retaliate.

Dean Dante chuckled, trying to smooth things over for Yalan: "Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore,
we should go back to the academy." He stood up as he spoke. Everyone else stood up as well,
bidding farewell to Uncle Dart. I didn't go back to the academy with them because I noticed
the look Uncle Dart gave me.

After seeing Dean Dante and the group of girls off,
only . Uncle Dart spoke first: "Will, actually, I wanted you to stay because I wanted to talk to you about the princess
."

"Lapis?" "What is it?" I asked, somewhat surprised. Uncle Dart and General Hawk's expressions
were serious ; clearly, it wasn't something trivial.

General Hawke said, "It's like this, Will, we hope you can help Princess Lapis win
the throne . To be honest, we know that neither you nor Princess Lapis are particularly interested in it, but for
the happiness of all the people of the kingdom, we cannot let Prince Beirut or Marquis Martin succeed."

Uncle Dart added, "No matter what happens in the future, we cannot let those two insidious fellows,
Prince and Marquis Martin, succeed in their schemes. I think His Majesty the King is also unwilling to
hand the throne to Prince Beirut, because he knows that his second son is ruthless and that his becoming king would not be
a blessing for the people. His Majesty the King has wanted to hand the throne to Princess Lapis for a long time, but because Prince Beirut and
Marquis Martin are both very powerful, it has been delayed until now. Now, I think with your support, His
Majesty the King will be determined to hand the throne to Princess Lapis, as can be seen from the condition that His Majesty the King agreed to
marry Princess Lapis to you.

I actually least want to get involved in this kind of royal power struggle, but now it seems unavoidable."
"Do n't worry, I won't stop Lapis from becoming queen, and I'm not interested in this king either." I
made my stance clear to them first, to avoid any suspicion. Seeing their relieved smiles, I then asked
, "Uncle Dart, Uncle Hawke, think about it, given Prince Beirut's character, would he allow the king
to pass the throne to Lapis?"

General Hawke exclaimed in surprise, "Vell, you mean Prince Beirut would…?"

I smiled slightly and said, "Prince Beirut is a ruthless man; don't underestimate him. For
the throne, he'd even try to eliminate Lapis; what wouldn't he do? As for Marquis Martin, he
's an old fox. He won't act rashly until the heir to the throne is clear; we can
ignore .

" Uncle Dart said with some worry, "So, the chances of Lapis obtaining the throne aren't very high?"

I smiled slightly and said, "It's not that pessimistic. King Prester V knows his son very well
. If he truly wanted to pass the throne to Lapis, he would have quickly approached you
to ask for your support. Otherwise, what good would it do to pass the throne to Lapis without support?
As the ruler of a nation, he understands better than we do what the struggle for the royal throne means." General Hawke and
Uncle Dart nodded repeatedly. I continued, "If Prince Beirut decides to take action,
your faction might be the first to be targeted and eliminated."

General Hawke nodded, "Indeed, we've long been a thorn in the side of Prince Beirut and Marquis Martin.
They've wanted to deal with us for a long time, but I won't let them succeed."

Uncle Dart said calmly, "General, we still need to be careful." General Hawke nodded
without speaking. I remembered the armor I had given Uncle Dart and thought, why not give General Hawke a set as well?
And although that girl, Shirley, seems to have a sworn enemy of mine, I don't actually dislike her. Who knows, maybe
one day I really will become General Hawke's son-in-law. Thinking this, I took out a suit of armor from my robes, just like
Uncle Dart's , and handed it to General Hawke, saying, "Uncle, this is a suit of armor with magical protection.
Consider it a small token of my

appreciation." "Give it to me? How could I possibly accept that?" General Hawke declined. "You should give it to your father-in-law,
Dart ...

" Uncle Dart chuckled. "General, please accept it. I already have one, and
I don't think the day you become his father-in-law is far off..." Uncle Dart said with a smile, stuffing the armor into General Hawke
's hands.

"Dart, since you say so, then I'll accept it without hesitation." General Hawke smiled as he took it,
then said to me, "Will, our girl lost her mother at a young age, and I've been away for many years and haven't taken good care
of her, so she's developed a strange temper. Few people can tolerate her, and she has very few friends." But
lately , I've noticed she's become much more cheerful, often telling me about your funny stories at the academy. She
won't admit it, but I know she likes you.

Honestly, why tell me all this? It's making me feel a little embarrassed. Of course, this is only
because it's about Shirley. If it were anyone else, like a gentle girl like Kelly, I would have already
assured General Hawke that I would treat his daughter well. Unfortunately, it's Shirley, so I
can't really say anything. Uncle Dart chuckled, coming to my rescue: "General, matters of the heart..."
"Let them handle it themselves. I used to be even more worried about Mel not getting married than you are now. Look at you now..."

General Hawke noticed my embarrassed expression, patted my shoulder and laughed: "That's true. Children and grandchildren
have their own blessings. Will, don't take it to heart." "By the way, Dart, shouldn't we be going too?"

Uncle Dart nodded and said to me: "Will, General Hawke and I have something to do. What about you?" "

I have to go to the academy. Let's go together." Uncle Dart, General Hawke, and I left the Earl's
mansion together and parted ways at the street corner.

Feeling elated, I entered the "Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy." Just as I
was wondering what expressions and reactions the teachers and students would have when they saw me again, I saw several
girls walking towards me with smiles on their faces. I returned what I thought was a gentle smile. Unexpectedly
, the girls' opening remarks startled me.

"Instructor Will, hello." "Instructor Will, what course are you planning to teach?" "Instructor Will,
when are you planning to start classes?" Faced with the greetings from several young girls, I was first stunned, then reacted,
hurriedly saying "Hello" to them before running towards the academy's bulletin board.

Sure enough, as I expected, Dean Dante, that old fox, was quick on his feet.
A new announcement had already been posted on the bulletin board, which read: "Announcement from Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy Regarding the Early Graduation of
Will ": In view of
the extraordinary magical abilities and swordsmanship displayed by Will Randy of First-Year Class G in his duel with Viscount Esda, the Dean's Office has decided, after deliberation, to grant Will
Randy early graduation and to appoint him as a guest senior instructor of this academy. The announcement was signed "Dean of Tianxing
Magic and Martial Arts Academy: Richard Dante," and dated "January 26th, 7992 of the Continental Calendar."

I have to admire Dean Dante's cunning; he actually forced me into the position of "guest senior instructor,"
but the initiative is still in my hands—this instructorship is something I have to accept. The next moment, I appeared in the "Dean's
Office ." Dean Dante was looking down at some documents. When he looked up and saw me suddenly appear in his office, he didn't
say anything, but instead took a document from a drawer and handed it to me.

I took the document and looked at it: A graduation certificate? It read: "Because this student,
Will Randy , is exceptionally gifted and his martial arts and magic have exceeded the school's teaching standards, he is hereby granted graduation as an exception."
Below was Dean Richard Dante's signature and the magical seal of "Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy." This document
was my graduation certificate. For many people, this graduation certificate meant money, beautiful women,
status , and wealth, but for me, it was something dispensable.

I put the graduation certificate away and couldn't help but complain to Dean Dante: "Dean, I haven't even decided whether I
want to be a tutor yet. How could you make such a decision on your own?" Dean

Dante smiled with narrowed eyes: "Oh, this isn't my fault. Yalan asked me to add it. If you
want to go talk to her.

" "Is that so?" I immediately lost my temper. If it was Yalan's idea, then that was a different story.
Besides, I never intended to do anything to Dean Dante.

Dean Dante chuckled and said, "Will, it seems you're quite popular. In just this short time,
several groups of students have come to inquire about what courses you're going to teach and when they'll start. So I suggest you
give it a try ." He deliberately lowered his voice and added, "And they're all young girls, so you don't regret it later."
This old fox, what does he take me for?

Dean, I'll think about it. Pretending not to hear his last words, I said without changing my expression, "
I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm going to find Yalan." After saying that, I disappeared from the dean's office and appeared
in Yalan's room. Yalan was sitting in the room, staring blankly out the window. I wondered if she was thinking about me?

"Yalan, are you thinking about me?" I suddenly appeared behind Yalan, startling her. "

You little pervert, you scared me to death!" Yalan recognized me and playfully punched me: "Who would want to see you,
you little rascal? Why aren't you with your princess? What are you doing here?" Her voice held a hint of resentment; were you jealous
? "

What's wrong? Is Yalan jealous too?" I smiled and approached her. Yalan blushed and retorted: "Jealous? Who would
be jealous ?" Though she wouldn't admit it, she was definitely jealous. I reached out and pulled her into my arms,
sealing her cherry lips with mine, kissing her to my heart's content.

Yalan let out a soft moan, trying to struggle, but my kisses had already made her weak and limp, causing her to collapse into my arms. This
was our third kiss, but it all felt a little... something. I gently held her small, fragrant lips,
savoring their intoxicating aroma. Yalan couldn't resist slipping her delicate, soft tongue
into my mouth. Of course, I wouldn't let her go, greedily sucking and teasing, using her sensitive, nimble
tongue to convey my love. Silence spoke volumes, yet it wasn't absolute; her soft
breaths and moans occasionally escaped.

This kiss lasted longer than the previous two, until Yalan's breathing quickened, her face flushed, and her nostrils flared
rapidly spring. She was slightly
breathless, her chest heaving, barely maintaining her composure, and said softly but with a hint of anger: "Will,
stop this. Let go. Are you trying to make me angry?"

Hearing Yalan's angry words, I felt a sudden jolt in my heart.
My hands, which had been reaching for her, froze on her clothes. Though I was tempted, displeasing Yalan
was no laughing matter. Just as I was pondering a solution that would satisfy both sides, Yalan noticed my grip weakening and
slowly began to wriggle forward. As she felt herself about to escape my grasp, I felt her slip from
my arms. In that instant, I made a decision.

I tightened my embrace around her, pulling her back into my arms,
and I felt a pair of hands roaming over her breasts. Yalan turned to look at my handsome face, about
to scold me again, when my hands suddenly pinched her nipples. Startled, Yalan let
out moan. This moan, forcing me to make a resolute
choice between reason and desire, was a powerful response to my internal struggle. I looked at Yalan with a wicked smile, and then whispered in her red ear: Sister Yalan, you ca
n't escape . You'd better be a good teacher.

Whether it was a professional habit or not, the moment I mentioned "mentor," Yalan, with a sudden surge of strength,
tried to push me away, scolding, "What's a good mentor? Explain it to me, Will." This
talk, which should have been absolutely effective against me, only strengthened my resolve. I expertly removed Yalan's clothes, a wicked smile playing on my lips, and
said, "Explain? Sister Yalan, I want to ask what these things are?"

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