Capítulo 919: Chapter 832: Familiar Faces Once Encountered (Part 2)
Another bombshell dropped on everyone’s heads in the Royal Capital.
People were stunned, speechless, and finally, so were left without words, while others felt envy and jealousy—this was life in all its forms.
“Count Beizut beca Marquis Beizut, huh.”
“Well, yes, for a Hero, not granting the highest rank is rather unacceptable.”
“A Duke title may not be possible, but at least a Marquis title must be given.”
“But if this continues, becoming a Duke is only a matter of ti, right?”
“Uh…
“…true, Marquis Beizut is the fiancé of Princess Luosilusti.”
“In the future, rging titles is possible, right?”
People sighed like this, with mixed emotions.
The nobles felt even more so, their minds very conflicted.
“It’s already a Marquis?”
“His rank is higher than ours now, isn’t it?”
“He’s only in his early twenties…”
“Which Marquis family hasn’t taken hundreds of years of inheritance and developnt, contributing greatly to the Kingdom, to rise step by step?”
“He achieved it within less than a year…”
“Although we knew this day would eventually co, after all, he is the fiancé of Princess Luosilusti, so his future title will not be low…”
“But it’s too soon…”
Recalling their own family’s struggle history, knowing how difficult it was for their family to reach their current position, the emotions in these nobles’ hearts were understandable.
If Shane hadn’t already changed so dramatically, with not only incredible backing but also his own terrifying strength, no one would dare to provoke him now. Otherwise, today these nobles might have protested at the Royal Palace.
No matter what, Shane has once again beco a hot topic in the Royal Capital, it is inevitable.
The forces that ca to the Royal Capital for the three clans talks also fully learned of these developnts and spread the news back ho, causing these ssages to beco known rapidly throughout the Human Realm.
Thanks to this, Shane’s acquaintances he had once t all knew of this news.
…
Royal Capital, North City Gate direction.
Among the endless stream of people, an exceedingly luxurious convoy was slicing through the road while dispersing the crowd, coming from afar.
Around the convoy, knights clad in heavy armor riding warhorses accompanied grandly, their aura of pugnacity shocking the surrounding people into gasps of amazent.
“Imperial Knight Order!”
“That… that’s the emblem of the Ragnar Empire Royal Family!”
“The Empire’s flag!”
“The new Emperor of the Empire has co!”
Yes.
Having a long-standing dispute with the Kingdom, though more enemy than friend, yet a recent coup and change led the Ragnar Empire to finally arrive.
“Your Majesty, we’ve arrived.”
Rocque, wearing brand-new armor, was riding a warhorse clearly more robust than any other, spoke beside a deluxe carriage emblazoned with royal emblems.
Beside him, Tilly was also accompanying, leading a number of knights, looking as if holding a high position within the Imperial Knight Order.
And inside the lavish carriage, a cheerful voice sounded.
“Have we?”
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing the Emperor cloaked in royal robes and crowned, poking his head out.
Who else could it be but Harvis?
Of course, Harvis was not alone in the carriage.
“Managed to arrive before the three clans talks, my brother.”
Cappelen, holding a sheathed replica Holy Sword, stood gallantly beside Harvis.
She no longer appeared as she once did, dressed like a female knight, instead, wearing an elegant court outfit like a noble, but though it was formal wear, it appeared military in style.
“Princess.”
Tilly instinctively called Cappelen.
Cappelen gave Tilly a reproachful glance.
“Tilly.” Rocque said expressionlessly: “She is no longer a princess.”
Upon hearing, Tilly realized.
“It was my mistake.” Tilly bowed to Cappelen and said, “Duke Cappelen Lancefour.”
Indeed, Cappelen was no longer an imperial princess, but a duke granted the title after her elder brother took the throne as emperor.
The na Lancefour has been passed down through the Ragna Empire for a long ti, tracing back to the era when Hero Ragna first founded the empire.
Back then, Hero Ragna had two imperial sons.
The elder beca the second emperor of the Ragna Empire, inheriting the throne from Hero Ragna and stabilizing the empire amid chaos and threats after its founding emperor was assassinated, thereby averting its near extinction.
The younger prince beca an indispensable assistant to the elder after his ascension, serving as the unparalleled Martial God of the Ragna Empire at the ti, and was granted the title of Duke and the surna Lancefour.
Today, the Lancefour family has long since fallen into decline, with its legacy even ceasing.
Due to its uniqueness, Harvis bestowed this surna upon Cappelen, solidifying her title as the Valkyrie.
And now, this Valkyrie is staring intently at the Royal Capital.
“Is Princess Luosilusti Mitera in there?”
Battle intent surged in Cappelen’s eyes.
“Don’t go doing anything reckless, okay?” Harvis said with a wry smile, “She’s the fiancée of Mr. Shane.”
“I know.” Cappelen replied but added, “Still, I want to test strength against her.”
“You…,” Harvis found himself at a loss with his sister and could only say, “Alright, I won’t interfere in other matters, but rember to conduct yourself appropriately so as not to displease Mr. Shane, understood?”
“Naturally.” Cappelen nodded.
“Then let’s go.” Harvis finally smiled broadly and said, “Let’s pay a visit to Emperor Anxi first, then go greet Mr. Shane at his house.”
Upon hearing Harvis’s words, everyone recalled the recent news and images of a figure inevitably erged in their minds.
A figure that once stood mightily like a hero in a massive bombardnt of death qi, wielding a sword, ultimately unleashing a brilliantly dazzling strike.
Under such circumstances, the carriage was allowed to proceed, entering the Royal Capital.
…
At the sa ti, many people in a small town so distance from the Royal Capital were discussing the latest news just received from there.
“Unbelievable, the Hero has beco the foremost warrior of the Human Race in less than a year since arriving in Omni Potanssen.”
“Limit Level, truly a rank unattainable for us.”
“And they haven’t even used the Holy Sword yet.”
“So strong, I wish I could be his apprentice.”
“Forget it, as a First Class Adventurer below Level 20, do you expect Lord Hero to take notice of you?”
“I… I was just saying…”
Such conversations continuously filled the streets, causing a group of black-cloaked, weather-worn wanderer-like Beastn to pause.
The two leading Beastn exchanged a glance.
“It seems that Lord Hero has accomplished quite a bit lately.”
This was spoken with reflection by a youthful and vibrant Catman.
“Hmph, if I had known earlier that he was the Hero, I would have liked to challenge him too.”
These were the defiant words spoken by a muscular Werewolf.
The Beastn glanced at each other, finally engaging in a discussion.
“How many tis has it been?”
“All along the way, we’ve been hearing rumors about that Hero.”
“Shane Beizitu?”
“It still feels dreamlike to .”
“Yes.”
“The Kingdom Noble who saved us, saved the Cosmos, and subdued Evil God Lilith, turns out to be the Hero, reappearing after a thousand years.”
“When I first heard this, I was flabbergasted.”
The group of Beastn chattered away.
Soon, the figure protected in the middle by everyone spoke up.
“Alright, let’s continue our journey and reach the Royal Capital as soon as possible.”
A charming female voice reached everyone’s ears.
“Yes, Holy Daughter.”
Both the leading Werewolf and Catman, along with the other Beastn, responded with utmost respect.
The fox ears beneath the girl’s hood twitched slightly, and she spoke with a hint of indignation.
“Hmph, the bad guy, I’m coming to the Royal Capital too!”
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