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Alice never thought that her sword would be so fast that when she used the "Glimpse" technique again, even before she could turn the blade, the force of the two swords striking each other was enough to cause the collision. Karajan's sword was crooked.

In the impression, the long sword was as stable and solid as a rock, but at this moment it was as light as a feather.

It was so easy that Alice couldn't help but feel a sense of astonishment.

Almost subconsciously, the feeling accumulated over the years made her turn the sword reflexively, and the heavy blade that had not yet been sharpened hit Karajan's shoulder.

The man's figure only trembled slightly, and then he gently took off Alice's wooden sword like a fly.

"Look, Alice, you shouldn't have kept your hands..." The mysterious voice was still whispering.

"Not bad, Alice, you did a good job."

The cold face finally thawed, and there was no blame in his words.

It was a smile that Alice could rarely see on her father's face, and with it, the uneasiness and tension in her heart eased a bit.

The man patted Alice on the shoulder to show encouragement, but said with a straight face: "Congratulations, Alice, you passed the test. Starting tomorrow, you will be eligible to become a candidate for the family, but you have to remember Remember, when you have an honor, it also means you have to bear the corresponding responsibility."

Alice nodded excitedly, secretly breathing a sigh of relief.

That's his usual style, he always likes to pour cold water on people when they are happy.

But immediately, she couldn't help but become excited.

Yes, she gained the right to compete with her siblings, which proved that her efforts were not in vain.

But when she came to her senses again, she found that the surrounding scenery had changed drastically.

Magnificent ritual music sounded, mixed with melodious and soothing melodies.

Unknowingly, she was already wearing a set of half-armor forged with frost beast fur and adamantine scales, and was standing in front of the public, accepting the envious and jealous gazes of the onlookers.

She was standing in the middle of the auditorium, and the ceremony was about to begin.

"Alice, you shouldn't be distracted at this time."

It seemed that in a blink of an eye, Karajan, the Grand Duke of Iris, seemed to have aged a lot, and even his mountain-like body was a little hunched, but his eyes were always sharp and solemn.

No, it should be said that he is Karajan Gladstone.

Today, right here, witnessed by many family members and even royal envoys, the new Grand Duke Iris will take over the long sword that symbolizes power from him, and will wield the long sword to represent the will of the entire family.

An inexplicable trembling feeling arose in her heart. Although it had been repeated countless times in her dream, Alice was still involuntarily excited at this moment.

"Look, Alice, this is your power. I didn't lie to you, right? As long as you can control the power, you will become the Grand Duke of Iris..."

The mysterious voice sounded again, "So, take the sword quickly. As long as you can take the sword, you will be the Grand Duke of Iris. What are you waiting for?"

Alice subconsciously looked around at the familiar and unfamiliar faces. Everyone was smiling at her, applauding and cheering for her.

Uncle Dagges, Ed, Aunt Mary...

Even her annoying brother, Sokron, had to keep his face stiff at this moment, trying to smile and lazily blending in with the crowd.

Everything is in sight.

The illusion of being in control of everything arises spontaneously, and this illusion is as dizzying as alcohol, making Alice feel a little dizzy.

Everything was so beautiful, even my father, who used to be serious in the past, smiled at this moment.

But it seems...

One person missing?

Thinking vaguely, Alice vaguely felt something was wrong.

"What are you waiting for, Alice." Karajan seemed to have noticed something, and reminded him in a low voice: "As a noble, you should not be distracted at this time."

"Sorry, father," Alice responded subconsciously, but she still waited in confusion, scanning the faces.

She didn't know who to wait for, but it seemed that she should wait for someone.

Karajan reminded impatiently: "Alice?"

"Wait a moment, father, I..."

"It's not a good habit to keep people waiting. Alice, what's wrong with you today?"

The melody began to wane, the crowd began to whisper, and a buzzing noise flowed in everyone's ears.

"Alice!" Karajan's tone became stern.

"What are you waiting for? Isn't this your lifelong wish, Alice? Take the sword, what are you doing? Do you want your father to wait for a long time? He is old, Alice, you shouldn't be like this To him."

Mysterious words urged Alice.

"Then who are you?"

"Who am I? Alice, have you really forgotten? Don't you know who I am?"

"Who are you……"

Frowning her eyebrows, Alice struggled to identify the voice.

"Does it matter who I am? Alice, look, the sword is right in front of you. It is the Grand Duke of Iris, and it is the supreme glory..."

The whispers in the crowd became louder, and Alice even felt someone looking at her suspiciously.

The sound of music was submerged in the human voice unconsciously, and the whimpering sounds barely made any waves.

"Alice!"

This time, Karajan finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Yes, father, let me think again..." Alice responded in a low voice, her eyes staying on the sword handed over by Karajan for a long time.

It was a gray-yellow long sword. Due to the special forging technique, the blade looked a little uneven, like countless hills and depressions. The slightly raised sword spine was a mountain range running through it.

This sword is said to have been forged by the gray dwarves underground, and then fell into the hands of the mountain giants, eventually becoming the heirloom and symbol of the Iris family.

"Take it, Alice."

Karajan's tone was serious and left no room for doubt.

The whispers finally turned into noises, and the suspicious eyes finally turned into anger and confusion.

The applause stopped, leaving only cold stares.

Circle after circle of people, silently examining Alice, the woman who would become the Grand Duke of Iris.

Alice looked around again, her gaze deliberately stopped somewhere for a long time, and finally returned to Karajan's face.

She looked deeply at her father and said softly but firmly: "No, father, I refuse."

"Alice, what nonsense are you talking about? You don't know what you're doing!"

"I know, father, as long as I take over this sword, I will become the Grand Duke of Iris."

"Then why..."

Alice finally raised her hand reluctantly, pointed at Dagges Gladstone in the crowd, pointed at the indifferent face, and forcibly interrupted Karajan's words: "Uncle Dagges doesn't want to I became the Grand Duke of Iris.”

Karajan was furious, pointing at the cold face and asked Alice: "Can't you see, he is blessing you! He agreed!"

It was at this time.

boom!

There was a sudden roar from the originally locked door of the auditorium.