Crossing The Dragon: The King Sacrifices The Princess At The Beginning

King Anlius raised his head and glanced at the dancing girls in the banquet hall. They were all charming and graceful.

It has to be said that the soil and water support the people. Although the streets of Ogilar have an unbearable stench, the women here are still very attractive as they are close to the coast.

"The mithril mine is yours." Klitches looked like he was afraid that Hoffman would regret it. "To tell you the truth, I know that there is something wrong with my queen, but after all, we have been together for so long, I still take care of it. Because of the friendship between us, let her go."

Hoffman glanced at King Andreus speechlessly.

What kind of turtle man is this?

They have all been greened into this, and they still take into account their past feelings.

He changed his mind.

There is really no need to kill such a cowardly King Andrius. It is also a kind of pastime before and after meals to keep him and have some fun from him from time to time.

"Today is my son's birthday party, so I won't talk about these things. Do you think a country should be run by men? It's enough for women to manage the harem. Everyone must have their own position and division of labor. That’s it.”

The banquet hall became quiet.

Hoffman meant something, and everyone's eyes fell on Freya.

Egbert sat opposite Freya, less than ten meters apart. Freya had no expression on her face, while Egbert crossed his legs and drank red wine elegantly, without putting his sister at all. In eyes.

"I don't think you're right."

Uncharacteristically, King Andrius did not echo Hoffman, but shook his head seriously.

"Oh?" Hoffman asked with a fierce look in his eyes: "What do you have in mind? Or do you think the country should be handed over to your queen to manage?"

"No, I just think that power and status can only be achieved by capable people." Kristens said: "You can help the prince to the throne, but if he can't defeat his sister, it only means that his Incompetent, this label will accompany him for the rest of his life, even if he becomes a king."

The hall became quieter.

Even the elegant and calm smile on Egbert's face gradually faded.

After a long silence, King Hoffman said softly: "You are right, but my son has never been afraid of any challenge. He is already a Silver Knight before he was twenty years old. His future is limitless. Of course, now , he is also invincible among his peers!"

"He still has to prove it himself."

Kristians added thoughtfully.

"Father, I want to challenge my sister."

At this time, Egbert couldn't help but stand up.

In his opinion, Freya and Noren were destined to be his women.

But now these two sisters are looking at him like a bug. Now that he is a prince, how can his pride in his heart be tolerated?

So he wanted to conquer Freya first by force.

Then go to bed and conquer.

From the shallow to the deep, from the inside out, Freya becomes a woman who is loyal to herself.

Hoffman's eyes glanced back and forth between Freya and Egbert. Now Freya is just an archmage, and her strength is two levels lower than Egbert, even with the bonus of the brave. Possibly Egbert's rival.

As early as when Freya just came back.

He had already spread rumors throughout the royal capital that Freya was inferior to Egbert.

The purpose is to build momentum for Egbert.

Of course he didn't want a conflict between Egbert and Freya, and he didn't want any accidents to happen to his only son.

But now, in front of all the nobles.

Egbert also challenged Freya.

This matter is probably unavoidable.

"In that case, let's have a fight! The heir to Ogilar must combine wisdom and force, so that he can convince the public." Hoffman nodded, and he simply took advantage of his plan now.

Anyway, he didn’t believe that Freya could defeat Egbert by leaping two levels.

This is almost impossible!

"I accept your challenge."

Freya nodded and changed the topic: "I am a warrior of magic, possessing the special power that comes with the warrior's awakening. Even if I defeat you, there is nothing to say. Why not let my guard come? He is about the same age as you, but A black knight, you knight versus knight, the result of the fight will be more convincing!"

Su Nian took two steps forward.

He lifted his hood, revealing his young face.

The aura of a black knight spread.

"Oh my gosh, I changed my mind!"

The lady who wanted to sleep with the prince screamed and said to her husband: "He, I want him! If I can be held down by such a majestic man, I think I will die. !”

"That's such a shame."

The man beside the lady shook his head and smiled at his wife: "Obviously, the Black Knight cannot be the opponent of His Highness, but if you like it, I can ask His Highness to leave the knight's head to you. .”

The surrounding nobles were talking a lot.

They were all very much looking forward to the next battle to decide who would own the throne. Although the outcome seemed to be doomed, many ladies felt that the black knight was not worth it and thought that he had boarded the princess's pirate ship.

"Do you have any last words?"

Egbert stared coldly at the majestic knight in front of him who was a head taller than him.

Although the other party is at the first level than him.

But his taller figure and more handsome appearance made him feel unprecedented pressure.

Of course, his fighting spirit became even higher, and he was bound to kill this knight to let all the powerful people here know that he was the strongest, and also to let his sister Freya know what a real man was.

Su Nian was too lazy to talk nonsense to this prince.

If he hadn't been afraid that Airland's spies would find out the clues, he would have turned into a black dragon and roasted everyone in the palace with a breath of dragon breath. Why would he need to put on a show in a roundabout way?

Although this play is full of flaws.

It was Freya who came up with it on the fly.

But Hoffman and his illegitimate son couldn't hold it back and hurried forward.

The nobles directed the servants to move the table to make way for the opening, the guards brought two weapon racks, and two maids brought Ogilar's most expensive armor and sharpest sword.

"My son, this is the armor I wore when I led troops to fight. Later, I gradually lost use of it. Now the glory belongs to you!"

King Hoffmann put on the armor for Egbert himself, and then handed the sword into Egbert's hands with both hands. His eyes were solemn and he hoped that his son would succeed.

"Father, I will not let you down."

Egbert knelt down on one knee, saluted his father, and then turned to face the Knight of the Black Order.

The knight still stood there.

Wearing simple standard armor, he held a long sword that he had casually pulled out from the weapon rack in his hand, looking carefree.

"You will pay for your arrogance."

Egbert sneered and took an offensive stance.

"I studied at the Knight Academy of the Airland Empire for ten years, and I was also the best graduate of the same batch. At that time, the King of Airland wanted to keep me in the Airland Empire, and promised me extremely high treatment, and even A fiefdom in an earldom, but I rejected them all... I say this to tell you that bugs are bugs after all, and they will never be able to look up to the height of a giant dragon!"

He rushed forward with his sword in hand.

Golden fighting spirit burned in his body.

The long sword swept across, slashing and slashing.

Three fighting spirit slashes were shot forward.

All escape routes for the Black Knights were blocked.

"You are dead!"

A sinister smile appeared on his lips.

It was as if he had seen the knight's torn body.

"call--!"

The wind howled in my ears.

Egbert's pupils narrowed.

He saw that the Black Knight, who was more than ten meters away from him, appeared in front of him like a ghost.

Those red-gold eyes looked down at him with contempt, full of pity and ridicule.

Why do you look at him like this?

The hair on Egbert's body stood on end. He should be feeling angry, but for some reason, at this moment, he only felt as cold as falling into an ice cave.

next moment.

The knight raised his hand and pinched his face.

Egbert was surprised to find that he could not break free from the iron hand.

What's this?

Why?

He was obviously rushing forward, so why did the other party pinch his face like this?

A sharp pain shot through his face.

The view was like a room with the lights turned off, darkened.

"Crack!"

This was the last sound that Egbert heard.

His head was broken.