Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

The powerful momentum of the ten official knights enveloped the entire inheritance ceremony venue with domineering force.

Looking at Earl Michael in front of him, with the ten knights as a backdrop, he looked extremely arrogant.

Damn horse-faced Mike, do you think our noble council is transparent? Are you poaching people in front of us?

Felix, the envoy of the Noble Council, held King Uther's training sword and tightened his grip on the sword box.

The Parliament of Nobles, mainly led by King Uther, still insisted on being loyal to the Camelot Britannia dynasty after the death of King Uther. It only recognized the authority of the Sword in the Stone king selection ceremony and did not recognize King Dyfed of Wales as its monarch; its territories were mainly in Wales and England.

At the border of the island, it was formed by the hereditary nobles who remained from the era of King Uther.

Prior to this, Hufflepuff had always been a member of the House of Lords.

If Helga is really under pressure from Earl Michael this time and agrees to use the sword of the King of Wales to inherit the title, it will mean that the Hufflepuff family will give up its continued allegiance to the British dynasty and become Welsh and Dyphi.

Vassal of the German king.

The Hufflepuff family has been passed down for thousands of years and is closely related to many nobles throughout the English Islands.

Once such established nobles fall to the royal family, it will put tremendous pressure on the reputation of the noble council.

Therefore, Felix, who couldn't stand it anymore, was about to step forward to argue with Earl Michael when suddenly, his right sleeve was gently pulled.

He looked back and was startled to see that it was old Charles.

"Sir Charles, why did you stop me?"

Old Charles frowned and observed the ceremony ahead.

"Felix, don't you think the Hufflepuff family is too peaceful?"

calm?

Felix looked at the venue again.

Yes, after the horse-faced Earl Michael said something that was almost provocative.

Helga, Edward and others still looked calm and unfazed.

Helga still followed the procedure, ignoring Earl Michael who was half-kneeling on the ground with a proud look on his face.

She took her time and walked directly in front of Felix, raising her head slightly like a noble and elegant swan.

A pair of delicate jade hands raised the training sword left by King Uther, grasped the gorgeous hilt tightly, and thrust the sword tip vertically into the sky.

"I swear!" Her clear voice, using a bit of magic, echoed throughout the ceremony.

"I will lead the people of the Hufflepuff Territory and pledge allegiance to the country where the Holy Stone is smelted—Britain Camelot, an archipelago in the blue sea under the light of the Phoenix (another name for the sun)..."

In Helga's high-spirited oath.

Earl Mike, who seemed to have been forgotten by everyone, was still half-kneeling on the ground. A strong sense of humiliation that he had never felt before since his birth suddenly rose from his chest.

"Okay, very good!" His voice seemed to be coming from between his teeth.

"No one has ever dared to insult me ​​like this!"

Earl Michael's horse face covered with foundation was gloomy, and he slowly stood up.

"Then, what else is there to say."

He turned around and picked up the sword of the King of Wales.

The long sword pointed towards Helga.

"Leave Helga alone and kill everyone else!"

The chill in his words rose to the sky.

The ten knights standing together behind him drew out their swords in an instant, shaking the fighting spirit in their bodies, and ran towards Helga and Edward.

After hearing Count Michael's cold words, Felix in front of Helga quickly touched the hilt of the one-handed sword hanging tightly on his waist with his other hand that was not holding the sword box, and his body also ignited milky white.

With fighting spirit, he was about to raise his sword to meet him.

But old Charles behind him didn't move at all, still looking silently at the blond girl in front of him who calmly swore an oath.

Behind the girl, a somewhat absent-minded classmate Edward was playing with several Welsh gold coins in his right hand.

He is still so calm now!

There must be something fishy in this!

Old Charles thought calmly.

Sure enough, those ten formal knights were only ten meters away from Helga.

Edward's eyes instantly turned golden.

Powerful thoughts surged like a flood from Edward's seemingly weak body, imprisoning the ten oncoming knights in mid-air like an eagle catching a chicken.

The seemingly powerful fighting spirit was actually so weak in front of Edward.

His heart was as cold as iron, and he stretched his right hand towards the direction where the knight was charging, and violently held it empty.

The vast will stirred the magic elements in the air and converged on the bodies of the ten knights. Their bodies were like balloons, bulging abnormally.

"Bang!"

Ten flesh and blood elemental balloons exploded at the same time.

At the same time, Helga's oath also came to an end.

"..., I will faithfully assume the duties of a vassal."

"That is - Helga Hufflepuff, hereditary baronet of Camelot Britain!"

This cruel and bloody scene did not move Helga, and the mage's telepathy separated the blood scattered around her.

The minced flesh and blood flying all over the sky reflected countless scarlet rays of light in the bright sunshine at noon, seeming to be celebrating the birth of a new generation of power in the Hufflepuff family!

Helga calmly put the sword back into Felix's wooden box, and smiled friendly at the dull Felix in front of her.

"Envoy Felix, Envoy Charles, a celebratory luncheon has been prepared in the castle."

It was as if the attack by the ten official knights did not happen at all.

The girl turned back, as if she had just noticed the crazy-faced man behind her.

"By the way, there is also you, His Excellency Earl Michael!"

At this time, Earl Michael's face would be as pale as snow even if he didn't have that thick layer of foundation on his face.

After saying that, the girl turned around gracefully and returned to the Baron's castle.

"Let's go!" Old Charles pulled Felix.

Only then did Felix come back to his senses after seeing Edward's bloody and lightning-like counterattack.

"Sir Charles, what was that just now?"

"You're lucky, Felix."

"That's a powerful silver mage!"

Charles patted Felix on the shoulder with a relaxed expression.

"A silver-level mage of the ring? Oh! How old is Your Excellency, the late king!"

Felix looked incredulous. The 20-year-old Baiyin Huanfa had only seen a few such geniuses in the three thousand years since the world entered the Second Magical Era!

"Although the result is a bit unexpected, hasn't our goal been achieved?"

Old Charles smiled, turned around, and walked into the Baron Castle.

Yes, no matter what, this time the royal family tried to make Hufflepuff fall into their conspiracy, but it completely failed!

Thinking of this, Felix felt relaxed all over, and followed Charles into the Baron Castle.

Because it has been anticipated that during the inheritance ceremony, there will inevitably be a confrontation between the royal family and the aristocratic council. (Although the people in the aristocratic council were of no use at all this time.)

Therefore, the nobles from Rhine County who were friendly with the Hufflepuff family all came in person or sent their respective envoys to congratulate him as the evening approached.

In the square in front of the Baron Castle, various luxury carriages bearing family crests gathered.

Compared with the somewhat empty luncheon after the inheritance ceremony during the day, this dinner was very lively.

Helga was wearing a slightly dignified noble lady's dress, holding elven fruit wine, and some old nobles who came in person and had good relations with the Hufflepuff family, exchanged topics such as politics and business in Rhineland and even Wales.

Unlike Helga.

Those who were well-informed had already found out that during the inheritance ceremony, Edward showed his powerful strength at the Silver level. The nobles all motioned to their girls to gather around Edward.

These aristocratic girls were also very happy to learn about a mysterious and powerful magician. They asked questions like this from time to time around Edward, making the circle burst into laughter from time to time.

On the second floor of the banquet hall, Arturia was dressed in a decent female warrior uniform, which accentuated her beautiful figure. She was lying on the railing, with a bulging face, and looked unhappily to the hall below where she was surrounded by people.

Edward among the flowers.

"snort!"

The dull hair on her head stood up straight on top of her head.

How can we keep these shameless girls away from Edward?

Artoria thought with some distress.