Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress Chapter 242: 172 Sir Lance, Disrespectful towards Valkyrie..

Chapter 242: Chapter 172 Sir Lance, Disrespectful towards Valkyrie… Your Valkyrie Owes Money_2

“Brother King, through this, you should have understood… forgive yourself… and also forgive those people of the Eternal City from years ago…. As for the nobles, ministers, lords, and rchants who forced Lance to his death, you’ve killed them countless tis over and over in the [Historical Node]….”

“Your resentnt, your hatred…. should have been released by now…. spare them as well… let them leave….”

“Hold your hypocritical face, Elusha…. The reason I did not kill you back then was that the teacher didn’t want to see sibling bloodshed, if not for the teacher…. did you think I would have let you live until the end?

You, my sister…. had twice made want to kill you, once was when the teacher died, and once was when you lost the teacher’s body….”

In the Golden Courtyard, a man in a pure white robe appeared out of nowhere, holding a watering can and watering the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

The mbers of the Bronze Guild showed surprise on their faces when they saw the man in the courtyard.

Andre?

More than two thousand years have passed, he barely changed, looking exactly like he did in the [Historical Reappearance].

Not a soul form.

He looked very real, like a flesh and blood person.

What surprised the Bronze Guild mbers the most was the woman on the golden path.

Princess Elusha!

The girl who once blazed like a fierce fla… how did she beco this monstrous figure?

What kind of monster had she turned herself into?

Who would have thought that this brother and sister… would ultimately choose to beco undying monsters.

Andre had chosen to beco a monster to find his teacher’s missing body.

Why did Princess Elusha choose to beco a monster?

Was it also for that old master from over two thousand years ago?

“Brother King, why say such things, if you really wanted to kill … I would have never been able to leave the Eternal City alive, you had no intention of killing , and neither did Lance….”

“It was my own folly, leaving the Eternal City to return to the Northern Borders, declaring independence, and waging war….”

“Brother King, I was wrong back then, please spare those people of the Eternal City, spare those criminal officials… and spare… yourself….”

“I can be executed by you as a [Rebel], Brother King… please, spare yourself.”

“You just continue wandering the Human World in this ghostly shape.”

“I can continue wandering the Human World in this ghostly shape, but what about you, Brother King? You’ve offended Hell and deceived the Demon, toying with the Demon… for two thousand years… that Demon is always ready to cleanse the humiliation you played upon him with my Soul Fire….”

“You are wrong, I have never toyed with that Demon from the beginning. Before signing the contract with him, I had said… if I cannot find my teacher’s body, the contents of the contract… must be indefinitely extended… until I find my teacher’s body….”

“Or see my teacher’s soul, the Demon had agreed to this at the ti and consented to the contents of the contract… If he can’t wait to devour my soul… fine.”

Help find my teacher’s body.

Or let see my teacher’s soul.

If he can’t do either, then even as a Demon…. don’t even think about making fulfill the contract from back then.”

“Brother King, if you continue like this, you will face not only a manhunt from Hell but also the Demon’s pursuit; and who knows, after that… you may be wanted by the temple. To sign a contract with a Demon, selling your soul, in the eyes of the temple’s clergy…. is heresy.”

“Your existence might have alard the temple, and if the temple’s clergy co to sanctify you…. do you also intend to make the temple your enemy?”

“I have no intention of being an enemy of the temple, but if the temple cos to sanctify , I will regard the temple as an enemy.”

Princess Elusha sighed, how could she save… the King Brother of today?

The reason she occasionally appeared in the Human World, hiring mbers of the Bounty Guild as an employer for adventures and treasure hunts… her real motive was to see if any mbers of the Bounty Guild could save her brother, who had gone astray.

To see if she could make the Brother King no longer resent, no longer bla, no longer hate himself.

Two thousand years… there had been several guilds whose mbers accompanied Lance, accompanied Brother King Andre, to the day of her siege in the [Historical Node]….”

However, at the last mont… they either chose to betray Brother King Andre or to take Lance hostage….

Only the mbers of the Bronze Guild… had never wavered from beginning to end in this [Historical Node]….”

Their presence must have made Brother King Andre understand why Lance chose to embrace death.

Lance died.

The body vanished.

The situation Brother King Andre faces today is far worse than before.

In the past millennium, Hell has been issuing a warrant for Prince Andre.

[Golden Calamity].

That is the title Hell has given to Prince Andre.

The Grim Reaper… apprentice Grim Reapers… have been keeping a close watch on him in the shadows.

In the past century, he’s also attracted the attention of the temple.

An apprentice Grim Reaper anonymously inford the temple of Prince Andre’s contract with a demon.

The temple has been investigating this matter, and according to the most recent information she obtained… the Divine Position holders of the Martial God Temple might take action soon…

Boom—

An explosive burst of power at the manor’s entrance was accompanied by several screams.

Several Golden Yin Soldiers and heavily armored soldiers from the Northern Borders were sent flying by a lance-wielding knight.

“To regard the temple as an enemy… Has the forr King of Humanity fallen so low?”

The dim underground world emitting a red glow suddenly filled with a troop of cavalryn clad in platinum armor.

The armor bore the emblem of the Martial God Temple.

A golden fist and a battle lance emanating golden light.

The Fist of Power and the Spear of Justice.

The golden fist symbolizes power, while the battle lance radiating golden light represents justice.

There were over thirty cavalryn clad in platinum armor.

The one leading was a towering knight, with a greatsword on his back and a knightly spear in his hand.

He was the one who sent the Golden Yin Soldiers and the Northern Borders army flying.

“The Platinum Knight Legion of the Martial God Temple.”

“Holy Knight Steven of the Valkyrie Temple, forr King Andre of Ande, will you accompany to the Valkyrie Temple to face judgnt on your own, or would you prefer a struggle… to be defeated by … and then accompany back to the Valkyrie Temple?”

“I have no intention of being an enemy of the Valkyrie Temple, but if the Valkyrie Temple insists on judging , I don’t mind being a ‘God Defier.’ The Valkyrie has never aided ; by what right does she judge ?”

“King Andre… you blasphed our god in my presence, so another charge will be added to your cris. King Andre… if you resist too violently… I might not be able to control my strength… and your soul tainted by demons may just be released….”

“You’re welco to try.”

“As you wish.”

Steven’s long spear shone with the brilliant platinum Holy Light of the resplendent sun, and then it vanished silently.

A foot landed on Steven’s spearhead, snuffing out the shining Holy Light upon it.

“My student was right; the Valkyrie Temple indeed has no right to judge him. In this world… if there truly is soone who can judge my student… that person… can only be .”

Lance, clad in a platinum robe, stood on the spearhead of Steven’s knightly spear, his hands behind his back, smiling as he looked at Holy Knight Steven of the Valkyrie Temple.

The Valkyrie Temple’s Holy Knight ca to prosecute his student…

Tsk, did they really think his student had no support, that anyone could trample over him?

Hell, demons, temples…

“Lord Lance… I didn’t expect to et again in such a situation.”

Steven never expected that the person who could stamp out his Purifying Holy Light would be Lance, with whom he had crossed paths a few tis.

The human who had once painted images for the Valkyrie.

No wonder he dared to steal the image from the Valkyrie Temple; capable of stamping out Purifying Holy Light with a single foot, his strength was not inferior, and he might even be a powerful contender on the sa level as Steven.

Possibly even stronger.

“Go back, Steven. In consideration of our past acquaintance… and out of respect for the Valkyrie… I’ll spare you this ti. However… for the soldiers of my student you just wounded… you’ll need to pay so compensation.”

“…” Steven shook his head: “Lord Lance, in your words just now… you also showed disrespect for the Valkyrie.”

“Your Valkyrie owes money.”

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