Tome of Blood

The dazzling brilliance bloomed on the altar in the center of the square, which was extremely eye-catching.

Seeing the dazzling light, the nobles who supported Prince Henry, the nobles who opposed Prince Henry, and the nobles who simply came to watch the fun, were all stunned.

"This... this... this... are we really blaming His Highness wrongly? He has pure Roman blood?"

"No, no, no... is the light of pure Roman's blood so strong?"

"No... not quite right? I remember that when Henry, the descendant of Roman's direct lineage, held the recognition ceremony decades ago, the brilliance was not so strong..."

"Henry II? But he didn't find the book of contract at that time!"

"But isn't the Book of Contract more demanding on bloodline strength?"

"Could it be... Could it be that His Royal Highness' bloodline is not only not low, but actually rather high?"

"This... is not impossible. If he is really a descendant of the marriage between the Red Lilac and Lilac Clans, it is not impossible for his blood to return to his ancestors! After all... the light of a contract cannot be faked."

"It seems...we may have really misunderstood His Highness."

"There is drama! There is drama! The light is so strong... It seems that Roman's sword has a high degree of recognition for His Highness!"

"Isn't the book of contract a fake?"

"Impossible, if it's true, how could the light of the contract be activated?"

Looking at the dazzling altar, the nobles had different expressions and talked a lot.

The Duke of Conte and the "Earl of Castel" on the viewing platform, as well as Prince Henry in front of the altar in the square, also had wonderful expressions.

good guy...

Earl Castel's bloodline... so strong?

Duke Conte's eyes widened.

He couldn't help but look at the "Count Castel" beside him, and the "Count Castel" beside him just shook his head violently, indicating that he didn't know anything about this, and he was just a person who took money. Working mercenaries.

As for Prince Henry in the middle of the square.

He has already started to feel guilty.

The reaction of the book of contract greatly exceeded his imagination, so much so that he began to feel a little nervous.

However, after hearing the discussions of the nobles, his mood gradually calmed down.

fine……

Fortunately, no one thought he was cheating!

In everyone's knowledge, the blood of Roman's direct line has long been extinct with the death of Henry II.

And knowing the existence of Earl of Castel's identity was either controlled by their royal family or silenced.

Maybe there are some nobles in Castel Territory who know this secret, but so what?

As long as he can successfully marry the Earl of Castel in the future, all gaps will be closed!

No one will find a loophole, and as long as no one finds a loophole, no matter how surprised he is by the light of the contract, he can only attribute the reason to his special blood!

After all... He is the only descendant of the marriage between the Red Lilac and Lilac Clans in name, and although blood returning to the ancestors is rare, it is not unheard of in history!

With such self-comfort, Prince Henry's uneasy heart gradually calmed down.

He straightened his back, raised his head proudly, and put on a confident and proud look.

Seeing Prince Henry's confident look, the nobles who watched the ceremony immediately believed in his speculation about returning to their ancestors.

However, on the second floor of the square, Duke Yorok, who had witnessed Romanus pulling out the sword from the stone, couldn't sit still...

"No... this is definitely not some kind of blood return to the ancestors. The light was not so strong when Romanus pulled it out!"

"This... this is the resonance! It's the artifact resonance!"

"But... how is this possible? Even if the descendants of Romanus may really have resonance with artifacts, how could the level of resonance be greater than that of Romanus, the master of artifacts?"

Duke Yorok stood up abruptly, his expression unpredictable.

His eyes fell on Yurst who was beside him, and then he was slightly taken aback.

I saw Yurst was also dumbfounded looking at the dazzling light, but besides being dumbfounded, it seemed... there was still a sense of helplessness that he knew would be like this.

Duke Yorok felt that he had grasped the key to the problem at once.

I saw him picking up Yurst, with a serious face and said:

"Yurst! Is there something you're hiding from me?"

Yurst was taken aback.

Facing Duke Yorok's serious gaze, he was about to fool around, but he saw a dark red light blooming in Duke Yorok's pupils.

Oops!

It is the [Blood Law Power Word] of the spiritual way!

Yurst thought to himself that he was about to suffer.

He even forgot that the elder of the blood clan can forcibly cast this innate divine spell with the effect comparable to the sacred royal court's [Eye of Reality] on his heirs!

Under the gaze of the Duke of Yorok, Yurst only felt that a spiritual will that he could not resist descended on his soul, and every word he said next could not be a lie, or be more accurate In other words, he cannot tell a lie against his spiritual will.

He suddenly panicked.

However, just when Yurst thought he was going to die, there was a golden-red light flashing in the depths of his soul.

In the spiritual world, the holy emblem of the rose of thorns slowly emerged, shining with light, enveloping Yurst's soul, and Duke Yorok's spiritual power, which was trying to control the mind, was like rain falling into the ocean, and there was no movement at all. Neither is generated.

Yurst was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

This is the protection of the blood contract!

He is already a family member of blood under the crown of the true ancestor. Under the protection of thorns and roses, no one can forcibly control him with spiritual magic!

Not to mention the Duke of Yorok, who is a descendant of blood, his [Blood Law Power Word] has been swallowed by the protection power of the thorn rose before even sounding the alarm!

Upon realizing this, Urst was both surprised and delighted.

What surprised him was that the suppression of the bloodlines of the blood clan under the crown of the true ancestor was far beyond his imagination, and what pleased him was that his hidden secret finally did not have to be exposed.

To be honest, the jar had already been broken, but he wasn't very afraid of what Duke Yorok would do to him after he found out the truth.

What he is afraid of is that if he destroys His Majesty's plan, His Majesty will punish him severely!

That is a more frightening possibility than breaking a jar, even if the True Ancestor seems to be different from Him in history.

"Duke... Your Excellency Duke, I... I have nothing to hide from you..."

Under the pressure of the blood of the legendary blood, Yurst replied tremblingly.

Duke Yorok frowned and looked at Yurst, whose expression did not seem to be fake, and was a little uncertain for a while.

"Strange... Could it be that Earl Castel's bloodline is really that strong? Could it be...she has other bloodlines that Roman's Sword is interested in?"

Duke Yorok looked blank.

Looking at Yorok who was in a daze, Yurst breathed a sigh of relief,

However, secretly looking at his elder, another idea inexplicably came to his mind.

etc……

Even if Lord Yorok is within the clan, the "god" behind the Castel family is also a typical representative of the moderate faction and the wooing faction.

Then...is it possible...to think of a way to pull him into the chariot under the crown of the true ancestor?

Yurst was taken aback by his own thoughts.

However, when he had this thought, he couldn't hold it back anymore.

One of the orders given to him by the True Ancestor was to infiltrate the Nes clan.

May I ask, what would satisfy the True Ancestor more than being able to win over a legendary blood descendant?

Not to mention that this is his elder!

Even if you win over, it's still on your side!

Of course, Yurst is still calm.

Even with this bold idea, he knows how difficult and risky it is to operate.

Duke Yorok didn't know that when Yurst glanced at him a few times, he had already hit him with the idea of ​​dragging people into the water.

Looking at the dazzling light of the contract, he suddenly realized something, and his expression changed:

"Not good! Quick! Start the backup plan! Forcibly stop the ceremony!"

"Roman's sword cannot be fully revived! It must not be fully revived now!"

Duke Yorok shouted loudly, his voice changed in excitement.

Ulster opened his mouth and was about to answer, but suddenly his heart skipped a beat and he looked towards Roman Square.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva:

"My lord, I'm afraid...it's too late."

As soon as he finished speaking, the light of the contract on the square changed again.

In the shocking gazes of the people watching the ceremony, a silver beam of light shot up into the sky with the altar as the center, directly piercing through the clouds in the sky!

The ground trembled slightly, and an inexplicable wave of energy spread around the altar.

Immediately afterwards, a huge phantom, probably nearly a hundred meters high, slowly appeared above the altar.

It was an Excalibur.

The sword body is silver, painted with simple and strange patterns, and the hilt is golden, with ancient elf-style decorations and magic words.

It looks a little illusory and a little broken, but even so, it can't conceal its mysterious and unique temperament that is above the mundane.

After it appeared... it seemed to be the only focal point in the world!

"This is... the projection of Roman's sword!"

"God Lord! His Royal Highness really summoned Roman's sword through the book of contract!"

On the viewing platform, the nobles were in an uproar.

The nobles of Roman could not forget the appearance of this projection.

In history, the projection of Roman's sword has been summoned many times, and there are many related paintings, and its description is exactly the same as the simple and mottled Excalibur in front of us!

Seeing the projection of Roman's sword appearing, the people watching the ceremony burst into cheers. However, the expression of Duke Yorok on the second floor of the small building changed completely.

In his eyes, the divine sword under the illusory halo is not a projection at all, but a gradually solidified entity!

hell!

That's not projection!

That's the real Roman's sword!

What happened to Count Castel's bloodline?

This real artifact was actually summoned by her blood!

she she she...

She really only used her own blood?

Or, did she get help from the gods behind the scenes?

Seeing the gradually solidified Excalibur, Duke Yorok felt dizzy for a while, and his expression was uncertain.

But soon, his expression changed again.

In his field of vision, he saw that the mottled Excalibur was gradually covered by a layer of golden-red radiance.

The golden-red glow looked familiar, but Yorok couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

It's just that when he saw that brilliance, even if it was far away, he could feel some kind of incredible power on it.

Then... a strange scene appeared.

The golden-red brilliance shone, and the mottled appearance and scars all over the Excalibur began to fade away, replaced by a gleaming sword body and gradually restored lines.

In the blink of an eye, the Excalibur took on a new look and became completely solid.

At the same time, everyone felt an ancient and vast will slowly descending...

"Plop..."

"Plop..."

"..."

The ordinary people watching could only feel a palpitation that was so powerful that it was hard to breathe.

That aura carried a substantive coercion, appeared together with the ancient and vast will, and continued to strengthen with the "recovery" of the divine sword.

After the will came, the people and nobles who were onlookers had their limbs go weak one after another, and they all collapsed at the same time.

On the second-floor building next to the square, Duke Yorok also felt tremendous pressure.

However, looking at the condensed divine sword, he had an expression of seeing a ghost:

"Re... recovered?"

"Roman's sword has been restored?"

Of course, no one can answer this question.

Everyone at the scene was already trembling under the god-like coercion after the divine sword descended.

So did Prince Henry.

Rather, because he is the closest to the altar, the sense of oppression he feels at this moment is even far greater than others.

But even so, he still straightened his back with difficulty, and excitedly looked at the Excalibur in the sky.

succeeded...

He really succeeded!

Prince Henry looked excited.

At the same time, the huge divine sword in the sky also restrained its divine light.

A hidden mental wave radiated around the Excalibur, and a voice that sounded immature but quite mature sounded from the bottom of everyone's heart.

That voice... seems to have a certain kind of extremely joyful joy, and said joyfully with a rather awkward and obscure ancient grammar and accent:

"I don't know which noble lord will come to wake Roman from his endless sleep?"

"My lord's great kindness! Roman is grateful!"

Hearing this voice, Prince Henry was refreshed.

He suppressed the excitement and apprehension in his heart, and quickly shouted:

"Lord Roman, it's me! It's me who woke you up from your slumber!"

"I am Henry Roman! I am a descendant of Romanus, the successor of the Roman family!"

"I summon you, hoping to gain your approval and complete the ancient ritual of the Roman family!"

"Huh? Is that you?"

After hearing Prince Henry's words, the Excalibur shone slightly, and his voice seemed a little surprised.

Obscure mental fluctuations flashed across Prince Henry's body.

Then, the immature and brisk voice was filled with a little coldness and sarcasm:

"Where did the ants come from? The blood is so thin that your sword ancestor can hardly recognize it, and you dare to blaspheme the gods in the name of Romanus?"

Hearing the sound of the Excalibur, Prince Henry's expression froze immediately.

Update early today!

I'm off to dive in Fontaine!