Throne of Magical Arcana

Purple is elegant, quiet and gentle. There is also a family coat of arms on the carriage. In the middle is a powerful metal armor armor. It holds a silver shield, and around the arm is a circle symbolizing nobility and elegance. Bright violet, the outside of the violet is a circle of heraldic lines.

This is the coat of arms of the Vaurit family. In addition to the name of violet, this family also has the title of "shield of truth".

The carriage stopped in front of the long red carpet in the hall of chanting. The guards stood on both sides. The nobles who had entered the hall of chanting just now left their seats again. Under the leadership of Count Hain and Count Lafayette, they waited to greet Vauri in the hall. The Grand Duke, and musicians and musicians such as Victor, Rheinland, and Lucien greeted them in the small entrance hall on the other side.

The carriage door of the carriage behind opened, and a tall woman in a black elegant evening dress walked down. She had bright purple hair and thicker eyebrows than the average lady. The eyebrows flew diagonally into the sideburns, which was deep and dreamy. The purple pupils don't look rough, but they have an atmosphere and a bright feeling, coupled with a strong straight and clean nose, not thick and thin, just right pale red lips, it is really a beautiful woman, like a lily Compared to Sylvia, she is like an angry violet.

She is the Countess of Violet, Natasha.

The serious and powerful middle-aged woman Lucien had seen had always followed Princess Natasha without leaving her half a step.

Natasha is a fifth-level knight. She is half a head taller than most men. Her legs are long and sturdy. She walks in front of the carriage and opens the door for her father, Grand Duke Vaurit. He walked down.

Vaurit also has long purple hair, but because he has passed the age of sixty, and has experienced the blows of his wife and eldest son successively, it does not have the unparalleled knight talent like Natasha, and it is only now. The strength of the second-level knight is basically forcibly promoted by the secret potions of the church and the family, so the silver is white in the purple, and the elegance is in the old.

He has three or four points like Natasha. Even at this age, he is a handsome gentleman who makes girls scream, even more mature than other young people, but he is both a devout believer and has all his feelings. He devoted himself to his wife. In the past ten years, there has never been a gossip.

When he was the Earl of Violet, the love story of Grand Duke Waorit was a classic chanted by many bards. He sent the Kingdom of Holm across the storm strait, and fell in love with the king's princess and the only daughter at first sight, and then overcome After being blocked by countless evils, he finally became an enviable companion.

With the help of Natasha, Grand Duke Valorit walked slowly from the carriage to the red carpet. While looking at the sacred and solemn hall of chanting that has not changed much since his memory, he thought of his life and thought of it. As a result, he looked sideways at his daughter. Now his only worry and worry is her. She is proud of herself and has many things that make her unacceptable and hard to laugh. Her character is stronger than that of a man.

The entrance hall was in front of him, Grand Duke Vaurit settled his thoughts, maintained a majestic and kind smile, and greeted the nobles who were loyal to his family, and Natasha was the same as Earl Hain and Earl Lafayette. She always nodded with a smile, as if she was comfortable with this kind of social etiquette, and seemed to be alienated from the whole communication. Until she saw Silvia in the small hall, she smiled perfectly, and touched her chest with her right hand. Men's etiquette bowed slightly.

Seeing this scene, Lucien suddenly felt a little weird. Based on her knowledge of the "group books", the performance between Natasha and Sylvia just seemed, probably, and possible: "This is too wasteful ... … "Although I didn't think I would have entanglement with them, Lucian was sorry for other men.

After finishing the knight's etiquette to the loyal lord, Earl Hain laughed: "Your Majesty, let's go in, or the young guys can't relax themselves if we have the old guys here."

His son Viscount Harrington, like a blaze of handsome men, is talking to Princess Natasha. The concert in the hall of chant is important for the nobles who like music, but the communication before the concert is the same important.

Archduke Vaurit glanced at Viscount Harrington, with a touch of pity and expectation, and then shook his head: "Wait a minute, Cardinal Sald will also come to the concert this time."

Short blond hair, Earl Lafayette with a balaclava and others became quiet at once, the host of the church in the Principality of Valorit, the Bishop of the Holy Spirit priest, a member of the Cardinals, has always lived in a semi-reclusive life. Cardinal Boulder, will also come to the concert?

This time things are really so serious?Isn't it a small mess of low-level magicians, black knights, and cultists?

Before they had asked for the exit, a simple and simple carriage with only the holy symbol of truth engraved on the carriage, under the control of two knights wearing silver body armor but not apparently bulky, drove slowly to the entrance of the hall of the chant, Then, with the ceremonial help of a knight, an old man with white hair in a white ordinary robe and white soft cap came out. He looked ordinary and kind and kindly like an old grandpa next door.

Seeing Cardinal Sarder walking steadily, the nobles rushed into the mind: "Master Cardinal can't see that he is a strong man in his 200s."

In the small entrance hall, with the emergence of Sarder, Lucien was imprisoned by the anti-magic array, and the mental power suddenly felt a warmth, like the light of the Holy Light.

"His soul has reached such a horrible level ?!" Lucian was slightly surprised, knowing that he arranged the hall of the chant, before he came, he hid the Ice Avenger in the laboratory and has been converging his spiritual strength. Successfully passed the guard's inspection, and experienced the horror of the anti-magic circle, which is the feeling that his mental power is completely undetectable and completely unable to cast spells.

As for Sarder, because few people in Aalto did n’t know about it, Lucien had also heard that he was a Holy Spirit priest, a strong man in the so-called legendary realm of the world, and he stood at the pinnacle of the world. That group of people.

There are not many such characters in the Church of Truth. It is said that among all cardinals, only a dozen or so are priests of the Holy Spirit. It is estimated that the rumors heard by En should be no more than thirty. You know, this is the most powerful force in the whole world, including the space of different degrees.

When Lucian was impressed by the power of Cardinal Sarder, the Rhine hands beside him clung tightly to his body, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if afraid of being burned by the invisible Holy Light.

His performance was very clear when Lucien, who had long suspected that he had problems, was secretly observed. When Lucien was about to take back his eyes, Rhein seemed to feel, his head turned, and his eyes flicked with Lucy. En's eye contact.

Lucien didn't panic, but looked at Rhine with a generous look, and the corner of Rhine's mouth curled up, showing a faint smile.

The two men naturally withdrew their gazes and looked at Cardinal Sald who had reached the entrance hall.

Grand Duke Valorit took a step forward and took up Salder's right hand, bending his knees slightly, and kissing with a knight's etiquette: "Only the truth will last."

This is not a pleasing to Sarder, but on this occasion, the kingship pays tribute to the divine power.

Salder lifted Grand Duke Valorit: "Your Majesty, I am glad to see that you are still so healthy, and we are happy to see that our cute little Natasha is more and more knightish."

The two supported each other and walked into the hall of chanting. Natasha was slightly behind by half a step, holding the other side of Sald's arm, while the other nobles walked in strict order according to their respective titles and lords. behind.

Seeing the nobles entering the hall of chanting, Victor smiled and said to Rhein: "We should go backstage and prepare, Lucien. You are here waiting for your friends, and take them to the small stand on the west side of the hall."

Most of Lot ’s and Herodot ’s friends are nobles. They are unwilling to go to the little stand and lose the chance to communicate. As for Felix, her uncle and her cousins ​​are noble and very powerful. Large, powerful characters are the objects that are sought after and surrounded by this type of communication.Looking at their backs, Phyllis sighed slightly and walked in with Victor and others.

Outside the small hall, only the housekeeper Ace and Lucien stood here, one was a relative waiting for Victor, and the other was a friend waiting for himself.

It did n’t take long for Lucien to see a carriage that seemed to be squeezed over, and Ivin, who was wearing a cute little dress, jumped from above, and then John, who had long been absent, after putting on his dress, He looked more upright and handsome, and his blond hair was dazzling in the light.

Ivan supported Joel, John walked off the carriage with Alyssa holding the dress up, and Lucian quickly greeted him, giving a punch on John's shoulder with a smile: "I thought you were not Will come. "

John chuckled, and gave Lucian a punch on his shoulder with no strength: "Lucian, the first performance of your music, I will definitely listen."

Then he gave Lucien a knight hug: "Tell you good news, my strength has been upgraded to the rank of high-level knight servant."

"It's really a good thing to come one by one." Lucien led them into the small hall. At this time Elena also came in a carriage. The tight yellow dress outlined her slender figure and was dressed deliberately. Although his appearance is not as good as the stunning beauty of Sylvia and Natasha, it is also pure and beautiful as an angel.

Joel glanced at Lucien and said with a smile: "You Evans kidnapped you to a nice girl. Little John hasn't even touched the girl's hand."

John, who was calm in saying this, couldn't help but blush, and it seemed that he was really just a rookie in this respect.Of course, Lucien, too, whether it is a previous life or this life.

"No, just friends." Lucian explained in embarrassment, his current goal is magic, knowledge, and magic council.

Then Lucian took them from the small entrance hall to the small grandstand to the west, which was far from the hall and had only twenty seats.

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After the Earl and above nobles sat down in the well-positioned box, Archbishop Vaurit asked Bishop Sald, who was next to him, "His Bishop, has anything happened to Baron Laurent this time?"

Although the city guards and the Principality ’s intelligence agencies are also investigating, they are certainly not as good as the tribunal and the high-level priests who claim to be inspired by the God of Truth.

Bishop Sald looked at the band kindly and did not seem to care about the tunnel: "It should be the denomination of the duke in hell. His predecessor was sealed by the ancient magic empire somewhere in the dark mountains. He has been trying to find him. And then absorb him. "

"However, under such circumstances, he should be more secretive." Natasha asked suspiciously, "and the magician also intervened."

Sard nodded: "The Lord has revealed to me that there are indeed other conspiracies, so he is still synthesizing the news of other countries and the literature of the ancient Sylvanas magic empire. As for the magicians, there are only a few apprentices and A mysterious 'professor' from the headquarters of the Magic Council, but he is not strong, only three rings, or four rings, do not need to worry too much. "

"From the headquarters of the Magic Council?" Grand Duke Vaorit and Natasha asked at the same time, with a strange expression.