I Will Be The Crowned King

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It was an evening when everything was the same as in the past. The young knight who was about to go to the restaurant was suddenly stopped by the old butler and quietly led to the study where his father did not often go.

"I'm thinking about your sister's marriage and want to hear your opinion."

The father smoking the pipe took the initiative to take out the wine from the collection, and the easy-going appearance made Louis, who was sitting at the front, feel at a loss, and subconsciously said abruptly:

"My opinion?"

For the quiet and lovely Lucia, the young knight loves his father's only daughter like everyone in the family; but he also knows that the marriage of the eldest daughter of the Bernard family, his second son is not qualified to intervene, and...

"Have you discussed this matter with your brother?" Louis carefully took the glass from his father:

"Recently, he has been in contact with the Roland family and a few royal family members to choose the right one for Lucia... I, I really don't know much about this, you should talk to Kroger!"

The flustered young knight suddenly felt that something was wrong, and just as he was about to stand up to say goodbye, he was pressed by the heavy palm on his shoulders, and the choking smell of tobacco came to his face.

"Don't be nervous, it's just an ordinary pre-dinner chat between father and son."

The slightly hoarse voice sounded, and the father was still so different from the past: "You are also Lucia's brother, it's right to care about her future happiness, there are people who feel suitable... For example, your friend named Arthur, you might as well Tell me—it's an alternative."

"Okay, okay."

Louis had to agree, and at the same time, his right hand holding the wine glass began to exert force involuntarily.

In his impression, his father would never discuss this kind of "housework" with himself - when it comes to the family, only the elder brother, the old housekeeper, and occasionally uncles are qualified.

Family leaders, heirs, cronies, and the leaders of important foreign relatives jointly decide the future of a family. This is the practice and "invisible law" of all imperial wealthy families; the second son and other family members who have no right of inheritance are only qualified to obey.

How can a father who has always been rigorous break the rules?

"Let's talk about something else."

After clearing his throat, his father, who was half lying on the chair, looked at the young knight kindly: "Kroger told me that you are going to compete for the qualification of the imperial military attache - don't you think it's too early?"

"I think it's almost time."

Speaking of this, Louis' eyes instantly lit up: "My blood power has basically stabilized, and it happened that there were four shortfalls in the twenty-eight military attachés this year. Arthur told me that with the rarity of 'sea knights', it was almost impossible to May fail!"

"Even if I fail, I'm going to take the opportunity to go out and become a ranger knight and hone myself well - as you said, I'm the only successor of the sea knight in this generation, and I'm born with a legacy on my shoulders. The responsibility of this bloodline power, if it is not tempered, won't it bring shame to the Bernard family?"

"That's why I think so too. Let my elder brother create the future of the family. I am responsible for inheriting the power of blood to assist my elder brother and protect the glory left by the 'Sea Knight Bernard'!"

The silent father looked at the young knight who was full of longing for the future, and there was a complex brilliance in his gratified eyes.

"Louis, do you know what is the most striking feature of the Sea Knight compared to all other bloodline powers?"

"……rare?"

"That's just because of the Bernard family's blood, but this is one of them." Father chuckled:

"All talents who have inherited the power of this bloodline, without exception, do not continuously increase with age, experience and understanding of their abilities like other bloodline powers, but there are changes; this change may be My emotions, but more of another 'sea knight'."

"This kind of feeling is very subtle. When two sea knights meet, the abilities of both sides will involuntarily affect the other side; because of this, although the talents of the Bernard family in all generations are different, they are generally very similar. Similarity - because of inheritance, the previous generation of talent will involuntarily guide the bloodline power of the next generation."

"So if you can meet a talented person who is also a sea knight, it may be an opportunity to 'evolve' the power of your bloodline."

"This is the secret of the Bernard family, don't spread it out easily, especially when you really meet and are not sure whether the other party is an enemy or a friend, don't let the other party easily see through the power of your bloodline."

"clear."

The young knight nodded seriously, but at the same time he had another question:

Are there any talented "sea knights" other than the Bernard family in this world?

But my father did not continue on the subject, but like all small talk came to an abrupt end; after a few drinks, he rose to say goodbye.

"Oh, right."

Just as Louis was going out, his father's voice suddenly stopped him: "Just in case, although I don't think it's possible, but Louis..."

"If, I mean if... someday Kroger starts to envy you, even hate you; please don't blame him, and don't hurt him for it."

"Take it as a small promise, promise me, okay?"

At that moment, Louis Bernard, whose face was inexplicable, found that his father, who had always been indifferent, resolute and calm, actually looked unusual...

Powerless.

………………

"Why, did the power of my bloodline surprise you so much?!"

Phil Crecy's proud cry rang in his ears, and the young knight was awakened from the trance with the whistling of the sharp blade: "This is not like the heir of the dignified Bernard family, the sea knight Bernard's bloodline should look like. !"

In the next second, the power of the bloodline made Louis's body move instinctively, and the long knife was already erected in front of him while sliding and dodging.

"clang--!!!!"

The ear-piercing loud noise penetrated the eardrum almost instantly, the bursting flames dissipated, and a large sword with a strange shape appeared out of thin air in Feil's hand, and smashed it heavily on the blade.

Um? !

Resisting the tinnitus and dizziness, the young knight who was barely standing still noticed the shape of the opponent's weapon, which looked unusual...

"Familiar, right?"

The sneering Phil Crecy narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression a little grim: "This is a one-to-one imitation of Kroger's 'Tear Great Sword'!"

The blue-faced Louis did not say much. Although he did not believe that the other party could imitate his brother's weapon, the sense of oppression coming from the blade at the moment was enough to prove that at least the two weapons should be the same in weight.

"Hey!"

The two sharp knives intersected, and a cracking flame was drawn from their respective blades; without waiting for Fair Cressy to move, Louis, who immediately retreated, opened a distance of at least five steps.

It is a very unwise choice to attack and approach easily until the strength of the enemy is clear, especially how he takes out the great sword out of thin air like a conjuration.

Louis knew almost nothing about the power of the sea knight bloodline inherited from the Crecy family; in the Duchy of Adelaide system, Crecy, as a side branch, always played a role in handling the economic activities of ports and colonies, similar to the financial affairs of the duchy. The role of the minister and chief merchant, and the gifted have never been heard among them.

The pitch-black sword was slowly raised, and the young knight was tense all over, not daring to relax at all; directly opposite him, Phil Crecy, who was standing there, suddenly swung forward.

"boom!"

Along with the blasting dust mist, the sword's edge smashed the bluestone floor into pieces.

Um?

The next second, Louis suddenly felt that the picture in front of him was suddenly twisted and torn from the center, and it was constantly spreading to both sides, just like...

Like something is fast approaching!

The young knight who was dodging to the side almost subconsciously only felt a gust of wind flashing past him, and under the messy blond hair, his cheeks felt a dull pain as if they had been slashed by a blade, and then...

"boom--!!!!"

The roar of the explosion sounded behind him, and when the smoke dissipated, a slender and neat cut appeared on the outer wall of the governor's mansion on the side of the corridor, extending from the ceiling to the floor.

This... the pupils of the young knight shrank suddenly.

Although it is only for a moment, but if I read it correctly, it should be a move similar to steam. As for the power...

"How do you feel, the power of my 'Sea Knight' bloodline." Phil Crecy was still complacent, as if showing off his new toy to the object he could only look up at in the past:

"As far as I know, there should be no similar types in the history of the Bernard family?"

The moment the voice fell, the big sword exuding cold killing intent was once again aimed at the figure of the young knight.

not good!

The expressionless Louis charged forward decisively, passed the "steam column" and hit the bust sculpture behind him. The marble-carved Emperor Herid was directly torn apart and turned into gravel residues everywhere in the blasting smoke.

Almost at the same time, the bright silver blade had already met Phil Crecy's face.

"clang!"

Feil, who couldn't dodge, directly used the great sword as a shield, like a half-moon sword light erasing dazzling sparks on the sword, dancing with the young knight's agile figure.

Rush forward, dodge, pull, combo... a stormy and flexible attack, the figure will disappear from the eyes in a fleeting moment, and then suddenly appear in a position where there is no time to turn to avoid, completely interrupting Phil's Battle rhythm.

He had not even been complacent for a few minutes, and was dragged back to the state where he was completely crushed by Louis before, and he couldn't find any room for a backhand at all.

The bright silver blade light constantly collided with the pitch-black great sword, and every time the sparks flashed, the sharp blade would strike at Phil's neck, heart and face, every move was a fatal blow.

"Boom-boom-boom-boom-!!!"

While desperately parrying and dodging, Feil kept steaming and water flowing, streaks of translucent light brushed past the agile figure, blasting countless deafening roars in the gorgeous promenade.

He even felt that the young knight in front of him was like his own shadow. No matter how he dodged and blocked, he couldn't get rid of it, always staying within three steps of his own.

But the difference from Shadow is that he is always half a step faster than him, and he can even predict his next defensive posture and dodging position in advance.

Moreover, he is still getting faster!

Louis Bernard, is he... really that strong? !

In a moment of surprise, the cold murderous aura was already approaching his throat; Fair Cressy, who was still breathing, almost felt that his throat had been penetrated.

"clang!"

The pitch-black great sword that had been raised to parry resolutely slashed down and slammed heavily on the back of the long sword; Louis, who was unable to parry, held on to the powerful slash, and at the same time held the hilt of the sword tightly, letting the falling edge of the sword move towards him. Slide on one side.

Along with the tearing sparks, the deflected great sword was redirected to attack, and the tip of the sword fell heavily to the ground.

Phil Crecy held the hilt in both hands, ready to shoot another stream of steam between Louis's next slashes, to cover himself in the gap between retreating and dodging.

But at the moment of exerting force, the blade suddenly felt heavier.

"Um?!"

Instinctively bowing his head, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the touch of being on the verge of death hit his face.

The blade... was stepped on!

The young knight who didn't open the distance or change direction took a step forward, one foot on the center of the great sword, the bright silver long sword raised high in his hand.

At the moment when the blade fell, he saw that Fell in front of him suddenly released his right hand holding the sword; Louis, who was empty under his feet, suddenly lost his balance, and with a "crack!" his face was pressed by the opponent's hand.

If there is a choice, Fair Cressy will not choose to use his body to stimulate the flow of steam at such a close distance, which means that he must pay a price, but now he obviously can't care much.

"go to hell!"

"puff!"

With his roar, the bright silver sword slashed across his elbows, and his forearms rose into the air in the gushing blood; but Louis did not continue to pursue, but cautiously leaped back into the air and pulled away. some distance.

Feeling the pain of losing his arm, Fer instantly locked onto the figure of the young knight who was about to fall in mid-air, and his only left hand raised the great sword decisively.

It was now, this moment—no matter how powerful Louis Bernard was, there was no way to dodge it!

The pitch-black sword was raised high and swung forward with an unstoppable momentum.

Just as the corners of Phil's mouth began to rise~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he found that Louis in mid-air was still unafraid, and calmly waved the long knife forward in his hand.

A translucent afterimage burst open at the tip of his knife, rushing towards the stream of steam that rushed towards him.

"boom--!!!!"

With a loud bang, milky white water vapor exploded in the corridor.

Phil Crecy's eyes widened in surprise, and with an expression of disbelief written all over his face, he stared at the figure standing with a knife opposite the water mist, and even his bleeding right hand was completely numb.

No, no... I definitely didn't read it wrong! The attack he just made was... it was... it was...

"how?"

The indifferent words sounded, and the expressionless Louis Bernard stepped through the gradually dissipating mist, pressing towards the shocked Fell:

"The power of my bloodline...is that surprising you?"