Kreel Brittany and Ebner Sui's expressions changed dramatically, exclaiming, "Sacred Order!?"
Charles was more familiar with that pink Fighting Spirit, and shouted, "It's Princess May! Princess May Guillau."
This statent turned Kreel Brittany and Ebner Sui from shock to full-blown terror, as they both exclaid, "nier is in danger!"
The two of them activated their Fighting Spirit, turning into two streams of storm and lightning, and rushed out of the group.
Charles hesitated slightly, then told a few of his subordinates, "I'll go have a look too."
He knew of the grudge Princess May held against his schoolmate, although the grudge seed sowhat inexplicable.
Wouldn't the Great Eldest Princess, who even he feared, lash out, let alone facing nierman himself?
Could this be the vengeance of a husband slain?
In the Eastern Great Nation where Charles had lived in his past life, there was a saying: a feud over a father's murder, a grudge over a wife stolen!
This phrase was used to describe the depth of personal enmities.
It stood to reason that, reversed, having her husband slain by Zimrman in a duel was surely a lifelong relentless resentnt for this widowed Great Eldest Princess!
The Great Eldest Princess always traveled in a black robe, never showing her face, with no other hobbies aside from novels, nor did she interact with anyone.
She was certainly devastated after her husband's death, only short of a complete change in temperant.
Ah, Mister Charles cklen had personal experience.
He had been thrown onto an enemy warship by the Great Eldest Princess, thrown into the sea, and even intimidated with a whale.
Not to ntion the painful life of being forced to morize novels...
He would say that traveling with Princess May was the most torturous ti since he had transmigrated, even including his previous life, the worst of both combined.
Even now, his group included a team of quick scribes and fast horse couriers for dispatching manuscripts.
The aftereffects had not yet dissipated.
Charles was sowhat worried about nierman, his schoolmate, but he knew his worry was useless; after all, he was rely a Mid-Level Transcendent.
If Princess May were to explode in fury, High-Level Transcendents like Kreel Brittany and Ebner Sui might be sowhat effective, but what could he do? Stand on the side and shout, "Stop fighting!"?
What a strong flavor of a romance novel heroine.
Even with his Quickness Technique×2, Spirit Spider Technique, and even using the Wings of the Hatchling Dragon, Charles was still far behind the two High-Level Transcendents, whether Kreel Brittany or Ebner Sui, unlike any other High Order he had encountered before.
High Orders are different too!
Thirteenth Rank and Eighteenth Rank could never be the sa.
Practicing common Secret Techniques and the Old Continent's top knight inheritance can't be on the sa level.
Kreel Brittany and Ebner Sui, who practiced the Old Continent's top knight inheritance, had just broken through to the Eighteenth Rank and were just a step away from advancing to Sacred Order.
No matter how vigorously Charles pushed his Secret Technique, he still fell increasingly behind the two already stirring up storms and lightning.
By the ti he arrived at the scene, Kreel Brittany and Ebner Sui were already standing behind nierman, with their rapiers drawn, ready to fight for the Empire's First Rose.
Princess May, in her black robe, still wore her cold, aloof expression as she faced everyone, like a proud plum blossom that blood defiantly on a snowy day.
But almost everyone knew that it was Princess May alone who was the stronger party.
An army of hundreds was, in fact, the weaker side.
Charles, panting and holding his knees, noted that the fight hadn't started yet, and there might still be a chance. He prepared to try his "Su Qin Technique," although he was no Su Qin or Zhang Yi, but he was confident in the knowledge of his past world and his accumulated knowledge as a transmigrator.
Just as Charles was about to speak, he heard Princess May say, "None of the bookstores in the Behemoth Duchy had those two books you've talked about."
"Have you been lying to all this ti?"
Charles hadn't expected that, while he was composing his lines, he would beco the center of attention.
Suddenly with Princess May's remark, including nierman, everyone's gaze focused on him.
Kreel Brittany even asked in lip language, "What books?"
Ebner Sui made a gesture, expressing his own confusion.
In a flash, Charles very much wanted to tell everyone, "I'm in the wrong place! I'm leaving right now! Pretend I was never here!"
Well, that's three sentences.
Without waiting for a response from Charles, Princess May indifferently said, "I have important matters right now concerning the books. We'll explain everything when we return to Strasbourg."
Charles roared inwardly, "What do you an 'we'? Who's 'we' with you? 'We' or not 'we'..."
But he dared not speak out, afraid that Princess May would suddenly vent her anger and kill him first.
This Great Eldest Princess was truly mad.
Even the Blood Clan's Sacred Order, claiming to have excavated the Blood Core, had indeed done so.
Princess May turned her head and said to nierman, "It's all thanks to this fellow, tricking into thinking there were two novels available only in Behemoth Duchy. That's why I ca here searching for the original novels."
"I never expected our paths to cross like this."
"This is our first eting, right!?"
"Miss nierman Sui?"
"Or perhaps you prefer another title, Miss Rose of Fars?"
nierman responded faintly, "Stop talking nonsense."
"Princess May Guillau, draw your sword."
Princess May gave a slight smile, about to mock her harshly once more, but then she saw nierman's whole body enshrouded in a night-like intense Fighting Spirit, her feet slowly leaving the ground, and the glow on her sword turning to a dark shade.
Under the enveloping darkness, a strange full moon erged.
Dark Breath Technique! Black Moon Goddess ditation Technique!
nierman had already ascended to the Sacred Order.
Everyone present couldn't help but get excited.
Charles wasn't excited; he was just dumbfounded.
nierman was the most talented knight!
Everyone knew.
Despite the radiance of the Empire's First Rose being constantly supressed by her lawless fiancé, Zimrman Axel Robin, who dominated the entire Old Continent, her charm, talent, and prowess remained unmistakably evident.
nierman had always been the foremost rose in the hearts of all young n in Fars and throughout the nations of the Old Continent.
But at this mont, nierman also proved that she not only possessed beauty but also strength that matched her unparalleled beauty.
Princess May smiled slightly, suddenly transforming into a pink streak of light, charging toward nierman.
Blackness collided with pink in the sky.
An instant created the crisp sound of an air burst, swirling endlessly, like sumr's gentle thunder.
The three n on the ground, despite being willing, were powerless to interfere in the duel.
As none of them were of the Sacred Order, none could ascend to the air.
Charles had never kept the Floating World Blossom close by, because although it could fly, each ascent would cause countless petals to scatter, much too fragile, and each petal was part of Aegeus, which he was loath to use.
At this mont, even if Charles wanted to help, it was absolutely impossible.
Even if he had the Floating World Blossom at hand, he couldn't possibly interfere in a battle of this caliber.
This was a duel between the two most renowned ladies of the Old Continent.
This duel was about winning, losing, and... pride.
Princess May transford into a myriad of falling flowers, hundreds of petals erging within the pink Fighting Spirit. It was Charles's first ti witnessing the Great Eldest Princess truly in action. When she confronted the two Blood Clan Sacred Orders, her Fighting Spirit never had such impressive variations.
Princess May's Fighting Spirit truly matched the ancient Earth poem: "The east wind fills with blossoms a thousand trees by night. More scattering, May showers!"
nierman's Fighting Spirit, like a dark night with a wicked moon aloft, danced gracefully in the moonlight, her body rging with the night. Charles had never before seen such beautiful combat, such breathtaking scenes.
It also reminded him of another ancient Earth poem: "The common moon that shines before my window is unlike any other when May blossoms differ."
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