Transcendent Dawn

royal palace.

A certain guard glanced boredly and saw a young man.

He was about to shout, but in the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared.

"me……"

Regardless of his standing posture, he turned his head to look around, but found no trace, and couldn't help but suspect that something was wrong with his eyes.

"Or...the hell?"

...

Whizzing!

Sulu's figure flickered in the palace, and sometimes he just used his dexterous steps to rush forward at a fast speed: "There is nothing here... and there is nothing here..."

Everywhere he went, his inspiration would spread, looking for traces of dragon crystal.

It's a pity that after walking all over the palace, they still haven't found anything.

"Maybe Philetin III hid the dragon crystal elsewhere, or there is some secret method that can isolate the breath...Is it impossible for only one to be passed down?"

The royal palace in the west is not big, so Sulu can handle it with ease.

If it was changed to the scale of the Forbidden City on Earth, he would probably be tired and vomit blood.

"However... there is one more thing to do before they rush back."

He smiled, and his figure teleported again, piercing through a certain solid wall.

...

Fulla Drake was looking in the mirror, admiring her long fiery red hair and flawless face, when she suddenly saw a figure.

Startled, she turned around and saw Sulu.

And the maids and guards that belonged to her have already collapsed outside.

"Hello, honorable queen, the rose of the western region, and... the people who hired me that day."

Sulu laughed jokingly.

"How...how did you get in?"

Fulla was taken aback, but regained her composure in an instant, acquiescing to the identity of meeting Sulu that day.

"This is a demonstration of my ability... Oh, I forgot to tell you, I have already defeated Edward before I came here, that old guy Eric didn't dare to fight me..."

Sulu casually picked up an apple and bit his mouth: "Who would have imagined that the Drake family would hate the Mitis family so much? They even wanted to buy a murderer to assassinate the Duke's eldest son."

"What do you want to do?"

Fulla quickly recovered, picked up the wine on the table and took a sip: "No one will believe you, no one!"

She moved slowly towards the door, like a dormant female leopard.

"I'm not here to condemn you, I'm just here to collect a deposit. I'm really not interested in titles and fiefdoms... Oh, maybe our great king will give it to me on his own initiative. Therefore, I ask for a dragon crystal!"

"Dragon crystal?"

Fulla was puzzled.

She didn't know what the thing was for.

"Okay, let's go here, we will see you later."

Su Lu bid farewell politely, and his figure disappeared instantly.

Fulla let out a long breath, grabbed the chair and sat down, so that she didn't collapse on the ground.

"Mother?"

Outside the door, footsteps sounded, and soon the Messiah's exclamation came.

...

Outside the palace.

Sulu looked at Edward and Eric jokingly: "You are too late, I want to see our king."

"Okay...okay."

Although there were many guards around, this did not give Eric the slightest sense of security.

‘The horror that Dragon I brought to the nobles of the mainland was almost the same, right? '

In his heart, a thought involuntarily came to mind.

Dragon I is of course much stronger than Sulu, his dragon can destroy a city.

But Sulu doesn't need to achieve his destructive power, as long as he shows enough toughness and beheading characteristics, threatening the lives of those high and powerful figures, it is possible to gain a compromise.

Of course, what followed was to do everything possible to get rid of him.

Maybe he will be more cautious, after a detailed investigation first, and then set up traps or something, but the results are similar, and Sulu is looking forward to it.

After leaving Edward to take care of Sulu, Eric quickly entered the palace,

Meet Philetin III.

"Even Edward was defeated, and the ability that suddenly appeared..."

In the hall of the king's palace, the old man Philatrin III covered his mouth in horror. Although there were guards around him, he felt as if the other party would appear suddenly.

He thought for a while, and said to Eric: "What if you take out the rare object of the town?"

As a family that has been a fifth-level legendary professional, created a kingdom, and sits on the mainland, the ancestors will naturally leave some heritage.

Even if it is lost due to consumption or war, there are still a few pieces left.

"I'm afraid not……"

Eric thought for a moment, shaking his head slowly.

Powerful magical items will also be weakened during the Ragnarok period, and it is almost impossible to exert legendary power at this time.

If you want to do this, I'm afraid you have to be at the level of an artifact.

The Church of the Mother Earth is basically a group of religious people entertaining themselves. There have been no oracles for hundreds of years, and of course there are no artifacts in this continent.

"We don't know the other party's ability, we don't know the other party's background, everything is so strange..." Eric continued: "And the other party doesn't seem to be hostile at all, otherwise last night would not have been a false alarm, but Today, Edward and I will also lose our lives..."

He finally concluded: "Since the other party has not shown hostility for the time being, it is irrational to rashly turn the other party into an enemy."

"If that's the case, then let's see each other."

Philetin III pondered for a long time, and finally made a decision.

...

"Sulu Botley, I have met His Majesty the King!"

Ten minutes later, Sulu stepped into the throne room and bowed slightly.

This world is so good.

Unlike countries with centralized monarchy, this country is composed of countless nobles. The king is only the chairman, and he does not even have a decisive share. The combination of the board of directors still risks the downfall of the chairman. Therefore, the status of the nobles is relatively equal, even if The lowest knights don't have to kneel and salute when they see the king, unless it is in a particularly important canonization ceremony.

"What are you begging to see me for?"

Philetin III, who was wearing the crown, was still calm. Sitting next to her was Queen Fura Drake, who also looked a little pale. Messiah stood aside, purely curious.

"As the person who defeated the number one swordsman in the kingdom, it is equivalent to winning the championship of the martial arts tournament. I come to ask for the corresponding honor. And pray for some rewards."

Sulu stood up straight.

There is indeed such a rule in the kingdom.

But have you ever seen a man with a knife in front of the king to be rewarded?

Philetin III's face flushed instantly, he covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed a few times: "Is this what you want?"

He couldn't understand why the opponent's methods were so violent, since they could be obtained through regular means?

"No! I need a hereditary knight, and a freedom, and... dragonglass!"

Sulu replied with a smile.