Ophiroc was feeling as depressed as the sky outside the window.

The father, Grand Duke of Bavaria, just called him for a long talk, but the content was innovating, but it was about the marriage granting. The eldest Duke insisted that Louis IX's marriage granting was the great glory of the Bavarian Principality and a proof of the goodwill of the Rhine Alliance royal family. For the future of the entire Principality, Orpherok had to accept this marriage.

Although it was already morning, the gloomy sky did not cast much light into the Dagong's study. Five huge candles on the candlestick were burning, and the warm light drove away a lot of haze.

"Father! The three miracles recorded in history books have made the three empires. There are these examples in front of us. Louis IX cannot be wary of us at all! He has not taken the initiative now, but he is not prepared and started a war immediately. He has no chance of winning! This time the marriage is nothing more than that he wants to delay time!" Ophiroc was a little excited and walked around the scarlet carpet irritably.

Old Reinhardt, sitting on a high-back chair, moved his body and said slowly: "That's right, this time he gave you the life-threatening Princess Froya to marry you. I heard that Froya is a child with a charming appearance and is also taught by the Great Magician of the Jero. All the conditions are enough to be worthy of you. You saw her that night, how do you feel?"

Ophiroc was not surprised that the grand duke knew about this. For thirty years, Old Reinhardt has been invincible in both politics and battlefields. Bavaria has been operating from a small Count territory and has the most powerful force and national strength of the Rhine Alliance, which is purely not something that can be done by luck. In recent years, Old Reinhardt has become more capable and inadequate in recent years, his scheming methods will only become more sophisticated and deeper. Even Orphiroc himself did not know how much strength his father had in the dark. Although the combat power of the Five Thousand Lion Hearts Knights alone was enough to make any opponent think carefully before offending the principality, Orphiroc would never simply believe that his father had only these superficial strengths.

Ophiroc sighed and said, "Father, what can I sacrifice in front of the throne? Besides, it's just a princess? Louis IX is unwilling to mess with Jero, so why are we willing to make such an enemy? If Louis IX turns against you, can we really kill Froya? Besides, if the other party intends to delay and only engage in marriage, Louis IX will be ready for military affairs a year later. I think it's better to refuse this marriage to disrupt Louis IX's layout."

The eldest son still said calmly: "How many marriages between children and nobles are based on emotions? For us, marriage is just a bond of interests and blood that tie two big families together. I think the real reason why you are unwilling to accept the princess is for the female magician named Elyses."

Ophiroc said nothing and made a default.

"This Elyss..." The old man pondered for a long time, obviously spending a lot of thought about how to use words. "She is indeed a peerless beauty, and her magic is extremely powerful. In my opinion, her magic may be close to that of a magician! This is the first time I have seen such an outstanding girl, and it is not surprising that you are fascinated by her. But, child, as you said just now, everything can be sacrificed for the throne. If you are just an ordinary young man without this talent, I would not ask you so much. But you are talented, and the Principality and William family are likely to be well-known in you, and your reputation will be prosperous forever! For a woman to influence Qingming decisions, it is not the result of wise men! Besides, I am not yet as dark as I am old, and the dark aura on Elyss is so strong that it will never be the result of practicing dark magic. At this time, you must be careful to cause trouble!"

Ophiroc said in a deep voice: "Father! Elyss will never do anything unfavorable to the Principality. And with our strength, even if we start a military army now, I am sure to defeat the Rhine Alliance within three years! If it is a competition for personal strength, there is no need to worry. Even if Pross himself comes to the Principality, whoever wins and loses with me or him is still possible."

Old Reinhardt looked at his son who was as calm as a mountain and said lightly: "Child, the Paladin is not invincible in the world, the battlefield and politics are also completely different fields. Looking at the mainland, although there are almost no one among the young generation who can compare with you, if you underestimate the heroes of the world, sooner or later you will suffer."

"Father, we are the only priesthood in the alliance that supports the Holy Church. The three thousand Templars promised by the church will arrive in two months. With my Golden Lion Knights and Templar Knights alone, I will be sure to defeat the Rhine Alliance. Besides, my uncle Philip the Great will never sit idly by. Why do we fear?"

The eldest son sighed and said, "Child, you have been regarded as a genius since childhood. At a young age, you have become the youngest paladin on the mainland. With the strong support of the church, you can say that you have never encountered any setbacks. But things are unpredictable. In politics, what kind of blood ties can provide you with an eternal guarantee! There are many factions in the church, and your uncle Philip the Great is ambitious. How do you know that we will not lead the evil wolf to our home?"

Ophiroc said: "My uncle has promised that once the war between the Principality and the Alliance will occur, he will send troops to provide assistance unconditionally. The church's requirement is to establish churches in various cities. As a religious country, how many cities do not have churches now? What is the difference between having and not having such conditions?"

"Child! No matter what aspect you consider, accepting Froya is only good and bad for the Principality! Are you obsessed with the magic of "charming"? You can't see such obvious facts! This Elyss is so suspicious, but you are my only son, and I have never asked about it. But now when all forces are gathering in alliances, will others not pay attention to it? Will Augustus, the leader of the Knights of the Templar, turn a blind eye? The law enforcement officers of the Inquisition are also blind? Where have you decided and your wisdom gone? If this continues, don't say defeating the alliance, I'm afraid you won't even be able to protect yourself and Elys! From today on, Elyss will disappear in public, and you can no longer be as unscrupulous as before!"

Ophiroc said coldly: "Father, we don't need to be so careful. Wouldn't Elyss disguise himself with other breaths?"

The old duke saw Orpheic Roc's stubbornness and felt helpless, saying, "Actually, according to my ideas, Elyss should go away immediately. But the child is stubborn and arrogant, so he should not. Orphe, think about what I said after he goes back. There are too many variables in this world and too many unknown forces. Your power cannot determine everything."

Opherok had already understood these principles when he was very young, but he could never remain calm and rational about Elyss's problem. From the study, Opherok was thinking about the current situation and walked towards his courtyard. A long distance away, he felt the powerful magic fluctuations that rose and fell in the courtyard. Obviously Epherok was not in a good mood at the moment. The Golden Lion smiled bitterly. With Elyss' arrogance, how could she avoid or restrain her breath? After thinking about it, a sense of pride was born in her heart. Elyss' magic power was extremely powerful, and what she showed on that day was far from her true strength. With the combination of Paladin and the Great Magician, who would you fear across the continent? Moreover, Opherok sneered, and he had not yet shown all his strength.

But with Orpherok's wisdom and force, he couldn't figure out how to explain the marriage granting and comfort Elyss in his anger. But even if it was really hell, he could only jump with a grudge.

Orpheroke sighed, with a firm look on his face, and stepped into the door.

Roger was walking leisurely in the city, drinking tea, having lunch, and then taking a nap at the "God of War" and taking a nap. He was so energetic that he walked out of the "God of War" and rode his horse slowly towards the southwest of the city.

A gorgeous black carriage rushed up from behind, and a trace of dangerous aura emanated from the carriage. Roger's instinctive hair stood up, and under the sense of mental power, he found that the driver was hiding an extremely huge energy, which was the yellow-green he was very familiar with. There were two more terrifying and powerful energy in the carriage. One was a blue fighting spirit with a little starlight, and the other was a bright red magic energy rolling restlessly.

Rogge smiled bitterly. It would be better not to escape in front of these three evil stars. In public, I think the other party would not have been blatantly killing him. "What's more," Rogge thought to himself, "Is there no value in buying?" Thinking about the fact that he tried his best to pull Elyss back from another world. Although she was not so voluntary, she should have expressed something, right? However, Elyss was still as arrogant as ever to Rogge, which made the fat man feel a little resentful.

Soon the carriage was parallel to Roger. The coachman raised his hat and smiled at Roger. But in the fat man's eyes, David's handsome face was filled with yellow-green thorny fighting spirit, which made him feel unhappy as if he was being targeted by a bug. At this time, the curtains opened, and a small face that was so beautiful that Roger was dazzling appeared on the window.

At a distance that day, Froya's beautiful and unconventional face had already made Rogge intoxicated. At this moment, it was so close that Rogge could not bear it. With a bang, the whole world exploded in Rogge's mind, and every fragment was shining with this little witch!

Froya looked at Roger's distraught look and couldn't help but smile. This smile almost knocked Roger's laughter off again.

Roger's mind was filled with almost naked bodies flying in the air, and a small doll was doing the same movement. In this regard, Roger's instinct was always faster than reason, and his body immediately responded. The three people in the carriage were all top figures, and they discovered Roger's changes at the first time, and their eyes were focused on Roger's crotch. Although the fat man's skin was thicker than cowhide, he couldn't help but turn red under the strange eyes of the Six Paths of swords and swords.

Roger was sweating profusely, trying hard to calm down his body's reaction, but it was useless. This reaction has always been about being strong and standing firm. The more he wanted to suppress, the more he felt the more he was. The spear was standing up straight, becoming more and more obvious. Roger hurriedly used his mental power to concentrate on the words, but it caused it to surge, which scared him so much that he hurriedly removed his mental power.

Although this discovery will definitely be of great use in the future, now there are only the benefits of adding fuel to the fire.

Behind the little witch's little face that was destined to be misfortune for thousands of years, another almost equally beautiful but extremely annoying face appeared. Andre looked at Roger with contempt and hummed with disdain.

With the same two peerless faces, Froya made Rogge unable to control himself, but Andre was like a basin of cold water with ice, which immediately restored a serious congestion part of the fat man to normal. After Rogge's mind was clear, he immediately smiled with a charming smile on his face and said embarrassedly: "These are all big men. I met him in a hurry that night and didn't have time to say hello, haha, it's really rude!"

Andrey snorted lightly and said lightly: "I saw you in a hurry that night. My brother kept praising you afterwards. We must come and take a closer look at you. When you see you today, Lord Roger is indeed 'extraordinary'! Humph!"

Roger immediately smiled and said, "Hiss Andre is the close disciple of the Sword Saint, and the son of the Allied Marshal Rochelio. Why do you come to see the next little second-class knight? I just lost my composure, but it's really no wonder I'm here. Princess Furoya is so beautiful. How can the next nobleman who has never seen many worlds still control himself?"

Froya smirked and happily enjoyed Roger's flattery.

As Roge saw his expression, his eyes turned, and he said, "Only with the noble bloodline of Your Excellency Andre and the unparalleled martial arts in the world, can you be the best match for Princess Furoya. I admire Your Excellency Andre's swordsmanship very much. Although I couldn't understand that night, I thought about it over the past few days and finally had some experience. I only hope that after ten years of hard work, I can achieve some of the achievements of Your Excellency Andre today."

Andrei snorted and said, "Just because of you, you still want to learn the sword skills of "Bi Luo Xingchen" for ten years? Wouldn't the world be full of sword saints?" Although the words were still sarcastic, the biting coldness at the beginning was gone. I could not help but think of the sentence "Only the noble bloodline of Your Excellency Andrei and such a charming martial arts are the good match for Princess Fuluya." I couldn't help but agree, and I felt very grateful. When I turned around and saw Fuluya's side like a lotus, my heart suddenly felt tender.

For a moment, Andrei felt deeply that Rogge was keen and tactful, and had a lot of insight and knowledge, and understood the principle that beauty matched a hero. It seemed that his brother David was quite eye-catching. He couldn't help but glance at Rogge, feeling that his fat face suddenly became much more cute, and he felt that the cold words he had just said to him seemed to have been a little too.

Roger felt ashamed and felt a little sorry for Orpheic Roque. He thought to himself: "Sir Orpheic Roque, now I have a worry, so you can only feel wronged. Anyway, the Paladin must be very strong, and you are a real hero again. I believe you will not be able to fight for this white-faced Andre. Of course, if you really can't fight for him, this hero title may be a bit inconsistent with the name."

Roger thought again and said, Andre clearly wanted to cuckold Orpheic. Cuckolding the Paladin is not a trivial matter. If he was Orpheic, he would definitely find a dark and windy night to secretly kill Andre.

Froya stared at Roger with a smile on her eyes. She saw it from the top and from the bottom, and saw it from the bottom. Roger felt uncomfortable and wondered if she was wearing the wrong clothes somewhere.

"Mr. Roger, you were very polite that night!"

Her short sentence immediately made Rogre fall into an ice cave, and his hands and feet were instantly cold. He could hardly hold back his own, so he was about to launch a mental shock and then escape.

Fortunately, after Froya said that, there was no other expression. Roger's heart was calmed down, but Roger could not tell from Froya's face. Did she already know that she was the one who provided space positioning for Elysis?

David raised his whip and smiled and said, "Okay, I've seen it and we'll leave first. Roger, you have to take care of yourself! By the way, I've been away from the legion for a long time, and the military discipline of the Canglang Knights has been disbanded. If you meet the bad sheep among my subordinates in the future, just take action and don't be polite. Also, there is a 'night home' hotel in front of you, which is very interesting. Don't miss it!"

While speaking, David drove away.

In the far away carriage, Andre started arguing with David again.

"This Roger is quite interesting, with great potential. It seems that he has begun to understand how to use his mental power. But just this is not worth running for him, right? My dear brother, is it worth it for you to spend so much effort on him? Could it be because you have the same smell on women?"

David sat happily in the coachman's position and replied with a smile: "My dear brother, in front of the noble Princess Froya, you should speak less, so as not to expose your country master's background. Maybe you should go to the Dro Empire to be a swordsman under the command of your elder brother for two years to expand your strategic vision. The wonderful thing about this Rogge is that he has good strength, many tricks, and has many problems. He is lustful, greedy, despicable and vulgar, and there are many of them. He almost can't move him, and a great master like my dear brother doesn't want to move him. This is the reason to protect himself in troubled times!"

Andre snorted and refused to answer. The Grand Duke Rochelio had many children, and the three most outstanding people were the eldest son Solomon. Now the Dros Empire serves as the leader of the Knights, the third son David, and the youngest son Andre. Solomon's army was outstanding, while David was good at politics. As for the highest martial arts skills, Andre was the most important.

Although Andre was arrogant, he was not arrogant. He knew very well that because he had been focusing on swordsmanship for more than ten years, there was almost nothing else in his life. When it comes to politics and military tactics, there was a huge difference between him and his two brothers. But there was always something to vent his anger, so a crow who was not open to his eyes became a scapegoat.

The group of crows on the tree suddenly became panicked, and a crow fell head on the ground. Its body continued to emit azure blue light, and slowly even the blood-red eyeballs turned blue. In a blink of an eye, the crow turned into a blue crystal bird. A breeze blew, and the blue crystal crow turned into countless extremely tiny flying chips and disappeared.

Roger looked at the crow that had followed him for the whole day and turned into ashes. He sighed slightly and drove away.

In a dark room in Lille, a tall and thin figure fell to the sky and spit out a mouthful of blood. He cursed Andre hatefully in strange words. Although there was no one around, he could only whisper, as if he would be heard if the voice became louder.

Roger had just walked a few steps and came into view a small hotel. The hotel was deserted. Except for two soldiers standing at the door, there seemed to be no guests inside. The iron sign was shaking constantly in the cold wind.

"Hotel at night?" Roger read the sign in front of the hotel. For a moment, he felt that the shop was indescribable, which was a familiar feeling. However, strangely, he had never been to this place before. While thinking, the shop was already left behind by the horse jogging lightly under his crotch.

Wait! Why are there soldiers standing at the entrance of the hotel? Rogge suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart. He squinted his eyes and thought carefully. "Well, from his outfit, the two soldiers should be people from the Canglang Knights. That look, it doesn't look like eating or something, but it looks like... what? By the way, it's a warning! What are they guarding for?"

Roger suddenly felt cold sweat all over. Without thinking about it, he immediately pulled his horse back and rushed towards the small hotel.

Before he arrived at the store, the two soldiers from the Cang Wolf Knights turned around and stared at Roger with a nervous look. Roger flew off the horse and was about to enter the store, but was stopped by the two knights.

"Stop! Who?"

Roger smiled and said, "I want to drink water and stay in a store."

The two soldiers looked at each other and said coldly: "This hotel is full."

Roger looked inside and said, "No, it seems that there are no people inside, why is it full?"

One of the two soldiers had a vicious face and became impatient, and scolded: "The man has bought this shop today! Are you not eyed? The man is from the Canglang Knights Order! The man is here to do business and ask you to get out, so how can he get out? How come so much nonsense? Be careful to hinder the man's official duties!" Although Rogge was wearing casual clothes today, the horse he rode was a precious thoroughbred horse, so although this knight was domineering, he knew how to advance and retreat and beat him without taking action.

There was a sudden sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground from the second floor of the hotel, and a hoarse voice cursed rudely: "Damn it, you are already here. You little slut is still fucking unwilling to be honest! But the hotter it is, the more you are, the more you like me! Hold it down! Don't move around now, let you move well immediately!"

A faint whimper and crying sound came from the second floor. It was obvious that it was a young woman, and her mouth was blocked from her voice. As soon as the sound reached Roger's ears, his face suddenly changed drastically and he rushed towards the store.
Chapter completed!