The knight wearing the silver helmet felt a huge shock at this moment. He still remembered that three or four months ago, a young man carrying a mud sapling and wearing inferior clothes came to the Rose Manor alone, just like now, and asked to see Her Highness Philena. At that time, the other party was no different from those lowly lives in the slums. The only difference was that the other party's attitude was calm and there was no fear in his eyes. He remembered very clearly that after the other party presented the blue crystal grass, Her Highness Philena rewarded him with 100 gold coins. Later, the other party seemed to have received an additional gift from Her Highness and became a pioneer lord. The pioneer lord is not the key. The key is what kind of pioneer lord can have a level 15 mount in just three or four months? Is it so easy to open up a territory in a wilderness full of dangers? ! And the momentum of the other party is definitely something that can only be possessed after countless bloody battles and controlling the fate of thousands of people! That is exclusive to the superiors! He has only seen it in a few powerful figures.
No one in the younger generation has it. Even the first heir of those grand duke families! He couldn't imagine why the other party's change was so exaggerated in just a few months? ! Maybe he got this level 15 mount by chance? He wanted to comfort himself, but he didn't feel right. Because his father, the imperial baron, was only level 15! That's how he supported the family. But now, the other party's mount is the same level as his father. How fucked up is this? ! Even if he found all the reasons, he couldn't convince himself to accept all this. What made him even more emotional was that just last month, a cousin of his who had a life-and-death friendship and became a pioneer lord last year sent back a sad news. His territory was destroyed by a group of bloodthirsty werewolves, and he was buried in the chaos. In contrast, he had an inexplicable sense of trance that his fate was intertwined. He couldn't help but feel a little depressed. But in the end, he still forced down the turbulent emotions in his heart, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice. "Sir Lear, please wait a moment, I will go and inform you." He turned around and left, and entered the manor in person. But I couldn't tell what I felt on the way. Soon, I came to a house that was not open to the public. After informing the maid guarding the door, I was summoned. Carefully passed through the gate and entered the elegantly decorated house.
There were colorful oil paintings hanging on the walls around, with beautiful lines, simple and pure painting, and you could tell at a glance that they were from the hands of masters. The furniture and decorations were all exquisite and beautiful, and no one in the outside world could find the same style. In the middle, on the candlestick of a ten-meter-long wooden table, the flame of the candle fluttered gently, and drops of wax tears slowly flowed down, making a sizzling sound from time to time. The house was a bit dizzy. There were seven or eight exquisite dishes in front of the main seat, and a figure that made the outside world tremble was gently tasting the food. Every move was pleasing to the eye, full of elegance and classicism, as if this dinner was a perfect demonstration of aristocratic etiquette. When the Silver Helmet Knight saw that figure, his eyes became hot, and he lowered his head in the most humble manner, holding his chest to salute. "Good night, Your Highness." The most famous genius wizard of the Griffin Empire, the eldest princess of Loran City, the stunning flower of the North - Philena Loran, slowly put down the knife and fork in her hand. The tone was neither slow nor fast, and it was crisp and pleasant to the ear. "Recker, is there anything?" The Silver Helmet Knight said in a rather complicated tone. "Your Highness, a pioneer lord wants to see you." "Pioneering lord? A new batch of pioneer lords have received supplies yesterday. What do you want to see me for?" Ordinary trivial matters would never be reported to her, and Recker would intercept them. Now that the other party can come in person, it is obviously abnormal. "Your Highness, that lord is Lord Lear." When he pronounced the other party's name, his mouth couldn't help but feel a little bitter. There was some surprise and a little bit of imperceptible joy in Philena's eyes. She subconsciously looked to the side, on an oak table carved with exquisite elf patterns. A colorful bamboo dragonfly full of childishness swayed gently in the breeze. The unique appearance made the whole space a little more interesting. Is Lord Lear back from the wilderness? A handsome figure with ordinary clothes, weak strength, but straight chest, treated her equally, and even won her recognition and friendship appeared in her mind. The eyes softened a little. "Bring him in." "Yes, Your Highness." "Wait, Jasmine, you go too."
The knight in the silver helmet looked up at the maid beside him with some surprise in his eyes, and the bitter taste in his mouth became stronger. In the three years since he was stationed at Rose Manor, it was the first time he saw His Highness let his personal maid go to receive someone. The other party was not a noble son, but a pioneer lord who had just been in the wilderness for a few months. Thinking of his cousin who had a good relationship with him buried in the wilderness, he felt sad. We are all human beings, how can the difference be so big? ! Jasmine looked at him, responded softly, and followed him. After leaving the hall, the maid, who had a pretty face and elegant temperament, and was not inferior to any noble lady, had a bit of curiosity in her eyes. "Raikel, it seems that Lord Lear has changed a lot." She observed very carefully, and the changes in the other party's eyes could not escape her sight. Just now, he seemed to be in a very low mood, with a feeling of grief for the loss of a rabbit. "Could it be that Lord Lear escaped back?" Thousands of kilometers of muddy swamps, deep in the wilderness, it takes nearly a month to go back and forth. It has only been more than three months since he left, and the journey back and forth takes up half of the time. Except for the failure of the development, it is difficult for her to think of anything that can make the other party return so quickly. Hearing this, Raikel looked at the other party's curious eyes and was about to say something, but closed his mouth again. A bit of strangeness rose in his heart. Failed. Maybe you don't know yet, the other party's mount is fucking level 15. My father, the Imperial Baron, is only at this level. It's better that this bastard fails! ! Jasmine saw that the other party was in a strange mood and couldn't help but sighed. He confirmed his own thoughts in his heart. The cousin who had a very close relationship with Raikel was buried in the wilderness last month. The same pioneer lord. Now seeing Lear returning in defeat, he must be saddened by the scene. It's a pity that His Highness valued him so much, but he still couldn't get the desired result. Yes, if it was so easy to open up in the wilderness, the success rate wouldn't be so low. And the other party chose to open up in the depths of the wilderness thousands of kilometers away from Loran City! Failure is normal, success is rare. After thinking about it, I still have to comfort my companions.
"Recker, you don't have to be sad. The pioneer lords are gambling with their lives. They should also think about their own endings. It's not shameful to sacrifice in the wilderness. This is the hero's belonging and honor." "Look at Lord Lear. Even if he got such a generous gift from His Highness, didn't he still fail? But this doesn't mean that the other party is incompetent. This is just a process of time. It may not rise again in the future." "Failure is not terrible. As long as the will is unyielding, it will always be worthy of respect." Recker's face became more and more strange, but he didn't say much and continued to lead the way. Jasmine didn't ask any more questions, fearing that she might hurt Recker. She followed him out of the manor silently. But as soon as she passed through the gate, she saw a figure with extraordinary bearing and majesty. Wearing a blood-red crown, he looked like a king being crowned. The dark cloak behind him was flowing and fluttering, making him look even more heroic. His momentum was as majestic as a mountain, and his gaze made people's hearts sway. His young face was majestic and solemn, and his eyes were bright. When you looked into his eyes, you would unnaturally shift your gaze. Sir Lear? ? Didn't he fail in the development? How could he be in such a state? Jasmine was stunned for a moment, turned her head and looked at Recker, and found that he was staring at him with wide eyes at the moment, and his expression had a sense of joy that you were also like this. She didn't want to pay attention to this guy, and her attention was focused on the boy in front of her again. She felt it carefully and was shocked. The other party's level, level 11? ! When she left last time, it seemed that she was only level 7. It's only been a few months? She has risen 5 levels in a row? She is only one step away from catching up with her. Your Highness didn't exaggerate at the beginning! ! While she was surprised, her eyes saw the Swamp Giant Horned Deer King beside her. His majestic figure, fierce breath, and the deadly threat made her breath become rapid. Level 15. An incredible level popped up in her mind. As a high-level knight, she can serve as the commander of a 100-man squadron even if she serves in the army with a level of 12. Now, this stag that suddenly appeared has reached the level of 15, and it looks like it is just a mount? The other party's mount is 3 levels higher than hers? ! At level 15, she can serve as the commander of a legion in Loran City! ! Now, the other party regards a legion commander as a mount? ! She looked at Recker stiffly. At this level, what the hell are you sad about? !
Failure, called pioneering failure? ! ! Could it be that the wilderness has been conquered? When Recker saw the stiffness of Jasmine's expression, he felt extremely happy in his heart. Hahaha! It turns out that not only I was shocked, but no one was exempted! ! Jasmine took a deep breath and forced herself to suppress the shock in her heart. She had seen many high-level characters, but she didn't expect that a level 7 pioneer lord could get such an exaggerated improvement. After regaining her mind, she stepped forward with a somewhat complicated expression. "Good night, Lord Lear." "I didn't expect you to return to Loran City so soon." "Your Highness is waiting for you inside." Lear was also touched to see an acquaintance he hadn't seen for several months. "Good night, Miss Jasmine, it's nice to meet you again." Feeling the sincerity of his words, Jasmine's eyes softened. "Please come in with me. Your Highness must have a lot to say to you." Anyone who sees his changes will talk in detail. Lear smiled. "I brought gifts for His Highness, they are all in the carriage." Moli waved her hand and looked to the side with some displeasure. "Raiker, you go drive the carriage!" This damn guy actually pretended in front of her and almost made her look bad. Humph! Recker smiled bitterly and did not dare to refuse. He went forward and called the two people to drive the car into the manor. Following the wide bluestone road, they came to the house that was not open to outsiders. As Lear approached, he saw a beautiful figure standing quietly at the door waiting. The moment she appeared, the whole world seemed to lose its light. Only she was shining. The flower of the North - Philena.
The other party was wearing a yellow dress embroidered with simple patterns, but extremely luxurious and elegant. The long hair behind her head floated gently behind her head like in the water, giving people an unspeakable sense of mystery. Her eyes were deep, as if the starry sky was flowing in them. Just one look would make people indulge in it. Her face was as finely carved as a god, and even the most picky people could not find any flaws. She stood here, the center of the whole world was here, and the starry sky was bright because of her. Lear stepped forward, looking at the face close at hand, and a smile appeared on his face. "Long time no see, Your Highness Philena." It seemed like a lifetime ago in just a few months. Philena stared at the young man whose temperament had almost changed and gave her a sense of amazement, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. "Long time no see, my friend." After saying hello, the blue eyes like gemstones looked him up and down, and then stayed on the giant horned deer king on the side for a moment. Finally, a strong interest rose in her eyes. It's not just me who is getting stronger, Your Excellency Lear, you haven't fallen behind either. Lear smiled happily. He turned around and pointed to the two carriages. "Your Highness, this is a gift prepared for you. I hope you like it." After the voice fell, the cloak behind him exuded mist and directly lifted the carriage cover. Roses were carefully fixed in the carriage, delicate and vibrant. A touch of bright colors was illuminated by candles and the moonlight that had just risen, and it was extremely eye-catching. The carriage with flowers, the most beautiful side is blooming to the outside. A breeze blew, bursts of fragrance filled the air, and the whole air seemed to become sweet. Philena's gem-like eyes suddenly lit up, the corners of her eyes curved into crescents, and she looked at Lear with an indescribable surprise. "This is really an unexpected gift." "Sir Lear, I like it. I like it very much." She has no interest in gems, treasures, or even rare treasures that outsiders see. Her birth gave her resources that outsiders could hardly imagine. But the only thing she loves in her life is roses. She has never told outsiders about her talent as the Lord of Roses.
Except for his father who knows a little bit, no one else understands. But at this moment, she received the most satisfying gift in her life. Most of them are roses that she has never collected! That feeling is like being pierced by a sharp arrow in the heart, numb, astringent and sour. (End of this chapter)