Chapter 184: The Inheritor's Trial
"You said you wanted to see the strength of that kid with your own eyes, and now you see it, but who are you still showing this stinky face?" Looking at her husband's wistful expression, Queen Elise smiled helplessly and shook her head, as if she was comforting a secondary school child who was making trouble: "If you really can't accept it, you can come to my arms to give you some comfort, but after that, please be honest and give them blessings within the scope of common sense." β
"I just don't want my daughter who has been raised for 20 years to run away with a bastard of unknown origin, not to mention that my daughter is not only my preferred heir, but also recognized by her brothers."
The queen was slightly stunned, and the smile immediately disappeared from her face, replaced by obvious anger: "You still want Artoria to inherit the throne?" Char: They're still messing around with you, too? How many times have I said that? That child has been nurtured by us all his life, naΓ―ve and ignorant, and has never seen any darkness. Such a tenacious child, not to mention killing and decisively doing the king's thing, even if he knows that he is an enemy, he will often let the other party go because of his own character, leaving his henchmen in great trouble. She is a good child who honors her parents and has a noble character, but once she becomes king, it is a nightmare for herself and the country! You men, who keep saying how much you dote on your daughter and care about your sister, how can you put such a burden on her? β
"I don't need her to do anything, but she also has to take her share of responsibility." The Emperor shook his head and said, "The darkness that the king needs, Artoria's three brothers will solve it for her." As long as she can sit in the clouds, she will become the object of worship and allegiance of the various Nord tribes. It would be enough to be a hub that unites all the descendants of the Nords. β
"But. Why Artoria? Why it had to be her in this role. As a mother, I just wish she could be like all girls. Unite with the people you love and spend your life as a happy wife and mother. β
"As a father, I am the same, and I even wish she would never marry for the rest of her life......" The emperor showed a painful and helpless expression: "But as the co-leader of the Nords, I must find the most suitable successor for the empire." Artoria is my daughter, a genius who can awaken the seeds of anger at the age of eight, the Chosen One who can resonate with the Sword of Oath of Victory at the age of twelve, and most importantly, she is so lovely...... The future Empress. She had to be. β
ββ¦β¦ Majesty, I'm not kidding you! β
"My queen, I'm not joking with you." The emperor said without changing his face: "The empire is originally a loose multi-ethnic state, and the unruly Nords firmly believe that only the strongest people can lead them. So, what is the strongest? After the overlord, the inheritance of three generations of kings has experienced a very cruel struggle, and I can sit on this throne, and I have experienced too much bloody storm at the beginning. Is it going to have to happen again? β
"Are you worried about our son? Or are you worried about our education? The queen couldn't help but smile dumbly, as if she felt that her husband was worrying about nothing: "Char, they are all good children. I wouldn't do it to my brother for the sake of a throne. This is Virginia, not Auckland. β
"Indeed, this is Vigia, a multi-ethnic country. The authority of local lords and tribal heads in their own domains, in a sense, even surpasses that of the gatekeepers in Auckland who have been hereditary for thousands of years, and it seems to be peaceful. But it's even more dangerous. Char, Enhleko and Olivier are all excellent sons to be proud of. Because of this, they will inevitably gather a large number of supporters around them. No matter who sits on the throne of God, the three of them. will cause dissatisfaction and uneasiness among the other two sworn friends. They themselves have no control over this. Only Artoria, a beautiful girl who has never asked for power, and she can't see a little dark side on her body, so everyone loves her, will sit on the throne to make everyone feel at ease, and only in this way can she become a leader who can unite the Nords, even if it's just an idol. β
The emperor looked at his wife, whose face was full of obvious uneasiness, and said slowly, "This is also the reason why Char and the others absolutely support Artoria. In the next few decades, it will be a great era of turmoil on the whole continent, whether the Nord people can grasp this opportunity, whether they can break free from the frozen soil where our ancestors have stayed for generations, at least one premise, we must nip all the possibility of internal friction in the bud. β
The queen looked at her husband with a complicated expression and a sad look in her eyes, and finally just let out a long sigh: "I knew from the time I married you that I would have no chance of peace in this life, but I didn't expect that even our only daughter would ...... Your Majesty, we are not qualified to choose life for Artoria. I have only one request, no matter what you decide, don't force her to do what she doesn't want to do. β
"Don't worry, my dear, our daughter is much more responsible than you and me in her bones."
"So there's one more thing...... You Nords, who are harder than an iceberg, have always had a tradition that the leaders of each generation must follow the so-called Heroic Path, reach Songard and be recognized by their ancestors before they are eligible to inherit the throne, right? Are you ready for our daughter to do such a dangerous thing? β
"Rest assured, rest assured, I said that Artoria is a genius, and her strength now surpasses Char and Enleko, and she can be regarded as the best among the ancestors of the past. The ancestors were able to pass the trials of guΓ², and there was no reason why she couldn't...... And, to be on the safe side, I also arranged for the back hand. Why do you think I have to try that kid's strength? "The Northern Emperor, who was full of male hormones, as if he was full of muscles from the bone marrow to his brain, was blinking and smiling at this time, and his eyes flashed with the cunning of a southern businessman.
"Ahh Lu Xi, who was receiving treatment in his room, suddenly sneezed very loudly.
Although this is a very old meme, I still have to say that there must be another old man with a black belly who is not dead and is calculating me.
"You're not going to get cold, are you? Really, who told me that. Magicians must also pay attention to exercise? Sai Xiliu frowned and looked at Lu Xi, as if he was complaining. The tone was full of concern.
"I've always paid attention to exercising, but to put it bluntly, we magicians are still in the category of literary and artistic youth. Compared to the Nord barbarians, it is indeed a little worse. Lu Xi smiled as he watched as Sai Xiliu smeared the ointment on his wound, the cool and numbing sensation spread under the skin, and the pain seemed to have been alleviated a lot.
"What kind of medicine is this?"
"I made my own medicine." Sai Xiliu looked at Lu Xi's collapsed expression, and said angrily: "Don't worry, you are not the first real product, people who have used this medicine are very alive now." At least I'm still a little confident in my alchemy, and you're so worried about the medicine I made? β
Well, that's also true, for an alchemy mastery has reached the full level of 20. For the top students who are only one step away from the master, it is really not a big deal to make a little potion with miraculous effects.
Sai Xiliu carefully smeared the wound under Lu Xi's armpit with black ointment, wrapped the bandage, and looked at the black mark on his chest again, frowning: "Did you really go to eat just now?" How did you get so many wounds? The wound just now should have been hung open by the blade, and there were traces of anger energy around the wound, but now here, well, as if it had been hit by a heavy blunt object. If this force is hit a few more points, the ribs will break. β
"Well, it's just a bit of a martial arts experience with Artoria's brother." Lu Xi said: "Don't worry, that highness is not much better than me." β
"Not much better?" Sehiru's voice couldn't help but rise an octave: "You are a magician. What kind of martial arts can you learn from a Knight Captain of the Nord Royal Order? β
"Don't care about this kind of detail, dear Sehiru, we have to respect the heart of a brother and sister. Moreover. It's normal to have a sister like that.,It's normal for sister control.γ β
"Even that doesn't make sense. You're their guest! Sehireu still didn't agree. But since Lu Xi didn't care, she naturally had nothing to say. She said to Limu, who was pestling medicine behind her, "Limu. No more pestles, so much is enough. Well, give me those white ointments. β
"This white color can invigorate blood circulation and dispel blood stasis, which can make you better faster, but the taste is not very pleasant." Sai Xiliu applied the white ointment to Lu Xi's chest, and his little hand couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if he remembered something, and immediately lowered his head with a red face.
As the best pseudo-mother, putting on clothes and wigs without makeup is enough to be fake, and the body is naturally relatively thin and even thin, but this is the time to put on clothes. Once you take off your clothes, you can see that the slightly thin skeleton is wrapped in streamlined muscles, and although I don't want to be as strong as those muscular hunks, it is intimidating, but if you look closely, there is a cheetah-like and swift beauty.
In a sense, this is another type of pure master.
Sai Xiliu blushed, and with some panic, he applied the white ointment to the bruise on Lu Xi's chest, and then tied the bandage. Her movements were a little too hard, and Lu Xi couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Sai Xiliu, are you helping with bandages or hemp ropes!" β
"You have hands and feet, next time you take the medicine yourself! I'm not your maid, why should I serve you! Sehiraeus said loudly with a red face.
"Don't care, don't care, next time if the position is reversed, I will also saddle up and serve you." Lu Xi grinned.
Are you cursing me for being hurt? Sai Xili just wanted to ask this, but saw Lu Xi suddenly say, "By the way, I asked you to help me bring the cold iron, did you bring it?" β
"I guess it's more than 100 pounds. I've got it delivered to my door. Sai Xiliu smiled and said, "Sure enough, it's cheap to buy it in the production area." By the way, what do you want so much cold iron for? It can't be that he wants to put on a set of weapons and armor to join the Nord Knights, right? β
"Well, it's almost ......" Lu Xi got up from the bed and pulled out a drawing from his suitcase: "You can use cold iron to help me refine this part." β
"What are these? Pipe? There's a strange spiral pattern in there? Sesileu felt that his knowledge of engineering and machinery was not low, but he had hardly seen the steel pipe structure on this drawing, and he could not see what it was for.
"You just need to know that with this tube, I can go head-to-head with the Great Magus, even if it is to kill the dragon or the Abyss Lord in seconds, it is no longer a dream......"
"It's again." Sai Xiliu glared at Lu Xi angrily, his first reaction was still disbelief, but thinking of his previous experience, he had to be suspicious. She carefully looked at the steel pipe on the drawing, as well as the delicate spiral pattern inside, but still did not see any mystery. (To be continued.) )