One Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety-One Meet! The Best Knight King...
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Under the service of Cosette, Wu Yan and Sylvia first changed out of their dragon riding suits and then put on a suit before moving to the location of the King of Knights.
Walking in the corridor with no end in sight, Wu Yan slightly stretched his body bound by the dress, and made a sound of boredom.
"Why does the King of Knights want to see me so soon?"
"Sa..." Sylvia also frowned in confusion.
"With my father's personality, I shouldn't be the kind of person who would show a thirst for talent because of one's talent. To be honest, I don't quite understand..."
"Even you don't understand?..." Wu Yan asked curiously while continuing to move his body.
"Speaking of which, the King of Knights, that is, your father, what kind of person is he?"
As soon as the voice fell, Sylvia's complexion turned blue at a speed visible to the naked eye, looking very ugly, as if remembering something that she absolutely did not want to recall, she sighed.
"You'll find out later..."
"yes?…"
"Ah, I hope you won't be too disappointed..."
"When you say that, I'm curious..."
Wu Yan had heard some rumors about the King of Knights, but of course, they were not very good rumors.
However, at present, Wuyan only knows that the King of Knights is an unqualified king. Wuyan is not very clear about what kind of person the King of Knights is.
Look at Sylvia like this. The King of Knights doesn't seem to impress others...
What kind of person is that? …
With this thought in mind, Wu Yan and Sylvia came to the hall where they had an audience with the King of Knights.
And Wuyan quickly understood why Sylvia didn't want to mention her father so much...
"Oh oh oh! I've been waiting for you for a long time! My dear daughter!"
With the sound of such a penetrating voice,
A dark shadow suddenly rushed from the front. Jumped up halfway. A perfect parabola was drawn in mid-air and rushed towards Sylvia who entered the door.
"What..." Wu Yan really didn't think of it. When I came to the hall where I met the King of Knights, I was still attacked, so it was a conditioned reflex. Wu Yan kicked out with a kick, and hit the face of the black shadow in the middle.
"Woo!" The shadow suddenly let out a scream, and flew out at a faster speed than when it came, carrying a blood trail along the way, and smashed it on the floor not far away with its back on the ground. Legs twitched. One kicked straight, and then there was no movement.
It was only then that Wu Yan could clearly see the whole picture of the attacking person.
It was a man in luxurious clothes with a cloak behind his back. With an extremely mediocre face and a big beard, I don't know if he is a middle-aged or old uncle.
At this moment, the uncle, who seemed to be supporting his image by his clothes, was on the ground, blood spurting frantically from his nostrils, a footprint on his face, circles on his eyes, and he appeared to be in a coma. People feel humiliated.
"Where does this come from?" This was the first sentence given by the stunned Wu Yan.
"Even if you want to attack people, you have to send a decent one, right?"
"He... didn't want to attack us..." On the side, Sylvia's brows kept beating, and the corners of her mouth kept twitching.
"Instead of attacking me..."
"Assaulted you?..." Wu Yan looked confused.
As if she couldn't bear to look directly, Sylvia stopped looking at the uncle who fell to the ground and sprayed nosebleeds.
"He is my father, the King of Knights of the current Loreamon Knights - Oward!"
"Knight King?..." Wu Yan was stunned.
"I know you don't want to believe it..." Sylvia said with a sad face.
"But it's true..."
Wu Yan's mouth twitched, and he involuntarily looked at Oward, watching the dignified King of Knights fall on the ground and spit blood from his nose, his eyes were drawn in circles, and he covered his face.
"In other words, I just kicked the current King of Knights out, right?"
"Yes…"
"Why, instead of feeling panic, I feel relieved?"
"Don't mind..."
"why?…"
"Because, so do I..."
The two of them looked at Oward in unison, and were silent, especially Wuyan, whose hearts kept rolling.
He finally understood now, why every time King Oward of the Knights was mentioned, Sylvia always had a vague expression mixed with disgust, and every time he faltered and perfunctory.
If Wu Yan had such a father, let alone being a prince for him, even if he was given the throne directly and made him a king, he would not feel that he was so lucky.
It's just... superb...
"Then..." Strongly suppressed the tumbling in his heart, Wu Yan rubbed his eyebrows.
"Why did he suddenly pounce?"
"..." Sylvia lowered her head and said nothing.
However, the voice of the answer still rang throughout the vast hall.
"Does it even need to be said?…"
As if the dying person had returned to the light, the King of Knights Oward suddenly raised his head, his hands covered with nosebleed trembling, and he stretched out to Sylvia like a dying person.
"To... give my dear daughter... a hug of love..."
After speaking, Oward tilted his head, and his eyes circled again.
"..." Wu Yan and Sylvia looked at each other and saw the speechless expression on the other's face.
"Hey..." Wu Yan sighed and looked at Sylvia.
"What should we do now?…"
"Go back!" Sylvia replied without hesitation.
"When he wakes up, he will naturally summon us again!"
"Yes... Is it..." Wu Yan laughed dryly.
"so be it…"
"Although I can understand you, let's wait and go..."
Just as Wu Yan and Sylvia were about to turn around and go out, a loud voice like the clash of gold and iron came into their ears, accompanied by footsteps like the clash of gold and iron. The whole space reverberated.
The two paused for a while, turned their heads at the same time, and looked at the source of the sound.
Wearing a thick and exposed armor, she walked slowly from the direction of the throne in front, her sharp eyes fixed on Wu Yan and Sylvia, her mouth twitched in a small arc.
"Long time no see, Loon, Sylvia..."
Wuyan and Sylvia were stunned for a while, but after they reacted, they showed surprised expressions.
"Veronica (Royal Sister)?..."
The visitor is the first princess of the Loreamon Knight Kingdom, who has not been seen for a long time, Veronica, who has the name of 'Iron Valkyrie'!
And behind Veronica, Ge Lim, the captain of the Guard, followed him like a shadow, wearing a cold 'Paladin' and his eyes were equally indifferent.
"It's quite early..." Veronica had a rare smile on her face.
"I thought you guys should arrive a little later..."
Seeing Veronica smiling at herself, Sylvia suddenly felt like she was the prey being stared at by an eagle, and almost subconsciously shrank her neck.
"The main thing is that Sylvia thinks it's better to arrive early..." Glancing at Sylvia, Wu Yan knew that Sylvia must be unable to answer, so she could only answer helplessly.
"It's your Royal Highness Veronica, why did she appear here?"
"I just called my name directly, but now it's changed back to His Highness?..." Veronica pouted, then looked at Oward on the ground as if looking at garbage, and snorted coldly.
"I don't want to see him either, but since you're here, I'm here to say hello!"
"Me?..." Wu Yan was a little stunned.
"Because I came here?"
"Isn't that a matter of course?..." Veronica raised the corner of her mouth.
"After all, the person who asked this guy to write to Sylvia and asked Sylvia to bring you here is me!"
Hearing this, Wu Yan and Sylvia looked at each other.
"What?..." Veronica frowned and said dissatisfiedly.
"Is that weird?…"
"It's not strange..." Wu Yan scratched his cheek and asked uncertainly.
"Just, why did you let me come here?"
"After I left Ansari, a lot of things happened in Ansari, didn't it?..." Veronica's eagle-like eyes condensed.
"Let's talk about this matter..."
Hearing this, Wu Yan finally understood why Rebecca received such an answer when she reported to the Knight Nation that the corpse dragon army had attacked the 'Ansari State Dragon Riding Academy'.
Feelings, this is all calculated by Veronica...