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Four days later. ♧

When the first ray of light broke through the clouds in the morning, Helen was almost finished exercising.

She changed her movements and kept slashing with the sword. Heat continued to seep into her body, and her body was soaked with sweat. This discomfort was intertwined with the pain caused by muscle tears.

But she seemed oblivious and continued her daily swordsmanship practice in a meticulous manner.

Helen still did not put down her knight training, although she spent most of her time on the potion book.

But I still get up early every morning to exercise, trying not to delay the progress of studying medicine.

Or she wouldn't let the teacher see it, because the teacher didn't seem to like her wasting her time on knight training.

I once commented that her behavior was a waste of time.

But it was difficult for Helen to give up the swordsmanship she had practiced for twenty years and her childhood dream.

Kagami Akechi-ryu - Intermediate swordsmanship.

This is the swordsmanship she is currently practicing. It was taught to her by the teacher's coachman Mark Knight. It is said that it was created by the teacher himself.

Kashin Akechi-ryu is divided into elementary, intermediate and advanced levels, which respectively correspond to the third level of Knight Squire.

She has a solid foundation in swordsmanship, so she has already learned the basic level, but the intermediate level is difficult and she learns slowly.

"Kingshin Akechi... I don't know how Teacher Lu He can create such powerful swordsmanship!"

This set of swordsmanship is the strongest she has ever seen. Even the academy's top swordsmanship, Sidega's swordsmanship, cannot compare.

Not only can it fully exercise all aspects and details of the body, but it also has strong practical ability.

Helen gasped and stopped for a moment to rest.

She was wearing cool and heat-dissipating workout clothes, and her long purple hair was tied into a bunch and hung down behind her head.

The upper body is white with long sleeves, tightly wrapping the bulging breasts of the upper body, and the lower body is wearing white hot pants, revealing the slender thighs and slender white waist, and the skin is covered with fine sweat.

Rest for a few minutes before continuing.

And with continued practice, she seemed to have finally mastered the essence.

The power scattered throughout the body began to be unified and concentrated, the sharp edge cut through the air, and a heavy feeling was looming.

The long sword was raised to the top, and then suddenly slashed down. The three inches of energy from the sword blade left a white line in the air.

She collapsed on the ground and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Although she was exhausted, she could not hide the joy on her face.

Then she suddenly caught a figure out of the corner of her eye, turned around quickly and exclaimed: "Teacher!"

Lu He nodded, stepped forward and gently stretched out his hand, grabbed her waist and helped Helen up.

The warm and elastic smooth skin was soaked with sweat and felt moist to the touch, causing goosebumps to appear.

"Too much practice is not enough. If you train like this, you will leave hidden wounds. If you accumulate too much, it will damage your foundation."

After Lu He finished speaking, he left and boarded the carriage at the door.

The reason why he doesn't suggest Helen practice swordsmanship is simple, it's really a waste of time.

Whether it is swordsmanship or other weapon skills, no matter how weird or subtle the changes are, it is just that. In the final analysis, it is still reflected in the speed, strength and reaction of the physical body.

Fast, accurate, ruthless, and then gone.

Those fancy attacks are just to show off when beating the weak.

Only the addition of extraordinary power can break this physical limitation and bring it to another level.

The most important thing for Helen now is to advance to true transcendence, instead of wasting time on these minutiae.

But it doesn't matter, let her fiddle around on her own, the truth can only be understood by her own personal experience.

Anyway, I can give her the answer.

It was still early, and the sun had not yet fully risen, but the capital began to turn like a huge gear.

The news that the Noble Council will be convened today has spread to every corner of the city and to everyone's ears.

The royal capital is filled with a solemn atmosphere. Armed troops outside the city have been stationed in the city one after another yesterday, guarding important locations and road sections, ready to respond to unexpected emergencies at any time.

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Yunguang District, Royal Capital, Royal Grand Theater

This huge black building, the size of half a football field, stands in the east of the imperial capital. It looks like a giant oval bowl, surrounded by the golden flag of the Crescent Empire.

Outside the theater is a rectangular square with rows of tall statues on both sides, all of them white knights holding giant swords in both hands, giving people a solemn and solemn feeling.

At this time, there was already a dense crowd of people standing.

The crowd was faintly divided into several areas, among which three areas accounted for the vast majority of the crowd and were particularly conspicuous.

The one on the left is the largest, nearly a quarter, and is headed by three majestic old men in rich attire.

Judging from the logos on their clothes, they were clearly three Grand Dukes. At this time, the three of them were smiling and chatting about something interesting.

In the middle are the nobles and officials headed by the royal family, but the number is less than half of those on the left.

The people on the far right are the smallest, with only a few dozen people, but they are all wearing black military uniforms with generals on their shoulders, exuding a chilling aura, and they are all knights!

The rest of the space is filled with the largest number of small and medium-sized nobles, who gather together in twos and threes and chat in low voices.

In addition, horse-drawn carriages kept arriving, stopping in front of the white arched gate of the square, getting off the carriages and entering on foot.

"His Majesty the Emperor has arrived!" the herald shouted loudly.

The old emperor wearing a white crown walked into the square surrounded by royal guards wearing golden heavy armor.

People in the square immediately bowed and saluted the old emperor with smiles on their faces.

However, the old emperor seemed to be in a bad mood. He nodded expressionlessly in response, and then strode directly into the theater.

A group of people from the middle area also followed suit.

"Your Majesty is angry." Grand Duke Rip looked at the old emperor's leaving figure, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"It's normal to be angry. The rule of the Alex family will end in his hands, and it would be the same for anyone." A trace of imperceptible ridicule flashed in Grand Duke Wenda's eyes.

"Not sure yet, that Sauron..." Vince, who was standing behind Grand Duke Rip, had red eyes and cold eyes.

"Hmph! The general trend is, how can a little baby with not even full hair be able to turn the world upside down!"

The old man who spoke was wearing a black tuxedo and his eyes were slightly narrowed, giving him a somewhat mean and sharp temperament.

"Grand Duke Arisa is right. It doesn't matter if Sauron is a knight of the sky. As long as Speaker Hosiman is here, he can't change the world."

Vince complimented.

The main force of the Constitutionalists were these three Grand Dukes, and Grand Duke Arisa was the most powerful among the three, ranking at the forefront even among the ten Grand Dukes of the Crescent Empire.

The other two grand dukes also chuckled, but they also didn't take Zoro too seriously.

Soon another group of people arrived.

Walking at the front was a bald old man, wearing formal clothes that symbolized the viscount. He wore a huge ruby ​​ring on his right thumb, and he looked very wealthy.

When the three princes saw him, they all came forward to greet him.

Many nobles in the square looked a little stunned, looking at the behavior of the three grand dukes in confusion.

"Who is that fat old man!?" A baron from a certain western province asked in a low voice with confusion.

It is unreasonable for the viscount, who is at the lower level of the aristocratic system, to have three grand dukes greet him at the same time.

"Could it be..." He suddenly thought of a possibility.

"You are right. He is Speaker Hoseman's father and the president of the Imperial Central Bank, Viscount Will."

A viscount from the west beside him looked at the fat old man with envy and felt sour in his heart.

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Both are imperial viscounts, but his status and power are completely different from Will's.

The reason is very simple, that is, there is a son between the two, a famous son of a heavenly knight.

Old Will felt the various meanings of sight coming from the square, and the corners of his mouth curved.

His expression was slightly satisfied and proud, and he seemed to enjoy the feeling of being the center of attention.

Facing the three oncoming Grand Dukes, he just slightly arched his hands, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth became even more curved.

"Count Sauron has arrived!!!" At this time, the herald at the gate of the square suddenly shouted loudly.

Before he finished speaking, an uproar suddenly broke out, and the nobles, big and small, all whispered to each other and looked towards the door.

Will immediately frowned and looked over.

I saw a black carriage slowly stop, and a young man wearing a purple and black knight's uniform stepped out.

The young man has a slender body and an indifferent complexion. His fair skin has a metallic sheen under the sun, and his scarlet eyes exude a strange and cold aura.

As the boy stepped into the square.

All the nobles who had not yet entered the theater stopped talking and focused on the young man.

Some of them bowed slightly and saluted, some showed vigilance and hostility in their eyes, and some looked at them curiously.

But they all gave way to a passable road.

Old Earl Bryce looked at his good grandson and grinned unconsciously. After saying a few words to a few old friends next to him, he walked out of the crowd and patted Lu He on the shoulder.

Without saying anything, he led Lu He into the theater.

No matter what his position was before, at this moment he chose to support his grandson and stand with him.

Viscount Phil in the crowd quickly followed after hesitating for a moment, and he also made his own choice.

Zoro, the Sky Shooting Knight, is his daughter's godbrother, in other words, his godson. If he doesn't support Zoro at this time, he feels like a fool.

After the two left, the square immediately became buzzing, as if there were countless flies flying around.

Zoro is undoubtedly mysterious to most people, except for a few, and this is the first time they see him in person.

Everyone had known for a long time that this sky-shooting knight had just graduated from high school, but after seeing him in person, he discovered that he was younger than expected, incredibly young.

In the entire square, apart from the agents, among the people with noble titles, Sauron was the youngest.

The Royal Coliseum is a circular open-air structure, very similar to the ancient Roman Theater on Earth.

There are exquisite murals on the surrounding walls.

Some are gorgeous and complex, some are simple and elegant, some are domineering, and some are slender and beautiful.

On the high platform facing the east at the top of the theater, a row of seats has been moved. There are a dozen positions in total, facing hundreds of seats in three directions below.

Behind the high platform is a huge gold and stone statue a hundred meters high. The body of Crescent Knight Alex is holding a stone sword, standing in the sky like a reef, looking down at the ground.

The old emperor was already sitting in the center position. When he saw Lu He come in, he stood up and waved warmly to him.

There were two people standing behind him, and on the left was the seventh princess Olivia, who was wearing a silver-white palace dress.

Olivia is still radiant.

The tight-fitting palace skirt highlights the waist, and the legs are slender, giving people a tall feeling.

Olivia smiled softly when she saw him, and actually gave him an elegant skirt-lifting ceremony.

On the right is a bronze-skinned prince who looks very heroic, wearing a royal golden costume.

The prince's brows were full of confidence. After seeing Lu He enter the arena, he smiled gracefully and nodded slightly.

Lu He felt a little proud.

In addition to the old emperor, there were four other people sitting on the seat. They were all old guys. Lu He glanced at them and showed no interest.

"Go ahead, I'll be right next to you." Old Earl Bryce smiled again and patted Lu He on the shoulder.

Lu He nodded, looked at the old emperor, smiled slightly, walked up to the high platform and sat down on the left side.

Afterwards, nobles began to enter one after another, first the remaining few of the ten great dukes, followed closely by the earls from each province and the big bosses in the army.

Lu He's Frye is a lieutenant general, and he is actually qualified to enter, but he does not have the right to vote.

However, Frye wanted to preside over the construction of his wizard tower and did not come to join in the fun.

Then there are large groups of middle-level nobles, who are representatives of various large and small families and forces.

Lu He saw an acquaintance among them.

For example, his god-sister's father, Viscount Phil, and Viscount McKinxiang of Xiangmu City.

Finally, there were a large number of lower-class nobles. As they entered, the entire empty theater suddenly became lively, chirping like a flock of sparrows.

Lu He was sitting on a high platform, leaning against the back of the chair and crossing his fingers.

He felt countless eyes on him.

The eyes contained strong emotions, some of them contained deep murderous intent, and the vicious eyes wanted to devour him.

Lu He ignored these glances, thinking that there were so many people dead that he could never finish them all.

These weaklings could only watch and think lustfully in their minds, but Lu He still had the magnanimity to show them.

Suddenly, Lu He looked up and looked into the distance.

A silver beam of light flashed across the sky and reached the sky above the Royal Coliseum in just the blink of an eye.

Then the silver beam of light was projected from above the theater and landed directly on the seat on the right side of the high platform.

The figure appeared in the light beam. He was a man in his forties who was about 1.9 meters tall.

His short silver hair was slightly blown by the wind. The man was wearing a silver robe, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He looked handsome, and there was a white knight's sword hanging on his waist.

He has a strong and slender figure, seems to contain explosive power in his body, and exudes a strange temperament.

His entrance silenced the entire theater for an instant. Everyone closed their mouths and it was extremely quiet.

The Sword of Law, Hosiman.

Lu He looked at this person with great interest. This was the first time he saw the famous Speaker Hosiman.

Famous is not as good as meeting him. He is indeed very strong, at least the strongest among all the Sky Knight level people he has met.

Hossiman turned his head and glanced at him, but said nothing. He frowned slightly and looked away.

The old emperor glanced at Hossiman with a gloomy look, and nodded to the herald standing on the high platform.

"The 10th expanded meeting of the Crescent Empire's Noble Council! Officially begins!!!"

The herald walked up to the loudspeaker and shouted.

As the sound rang out, the middle- and lower-level nobles below became slightly commotion, but they immediately calmed down.

Parliament officially begins.

While the audience was waiting for a long time, Vince slowly walked up to the high platform and bowed slightly to salute everyone on the seats.

Then he turned around and walked to the loudspeaker.

He is the deputy speaker of the House of Lords and will be responsible for presiding over today's enlarged meeting of the Lords.

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time. Although only five days had passed, it made him feel like his days were like years.

Sauron, I'm going to make you pay!

Vince stood quietly in front of the loudspeaker, feeling that his heart was burning, boiling, and shouting, so that his old face showed unnatural slight distortions and twitches.