Knight Lord: Start with Daily Intelligence.

Chapter 258 The Beautiful Ailiriya and the Shallow Indentation Caused by Stockings

Sometimes Su Li really couldn't understand women. Why could she refuse so straightforwardly?

That's the position of Grand Prince Surander! It's one of the most powerful positions in the empire.

At this position, as long as she did not launch a rebellion and was not guilty of treason, even the emperor of the empire could not have the power of life or death over her, and could not even influence her rule within the prince's territory.

If she is strong enough, she can completely ignore the orders of the emperor.

It could be said that she was the supreme authority within the prince's domain. In the Imperial Electoral Council, others had to consult with her.

If this position is given to Su Li, Su Li will definitely give it a try.

But Phyllis could reject all of this without hesitation for the sake of love and Su Li!
Since Phyllis had made this choice, Su Li could only find a way to protect her. Under Su Li's order, all the high-ranking direct attendants of the entire Bauhinia Castle quickly gathered together. Vandal opened the armory and distributed all the rune equipment.

The 500 high-ranking direct attendants were quickly fully armed and on high alert.

The Church of Shalya and the Church of Rhea sent a large amount of medicine and activated religious statues.

Even when facing the legendary knight, Duke Archibald of the Eternal Sword, these servants will fight bravely. Even if the entire castle is dyed red with blood, they will use human lives to defeat this powerful enemy.

But Duke Archibald had not arrived yet, but Bauhinia Castle welcomed another old friend who had never set foot here.

The young green dragon, Deceitful Wings, Ailiriya, followed Orstein back to the castle smoothly in the afternoon. One of them was a dragon and the other rode a griffin, and they were both extremely fast.

Ailiriya was more careful and knew that there was a blood feud between herself and the Lord of Black Forest, so she did not appear in the form of a dragon, but instead used a transformation spell on herself.

Shapeshifting is not a very advanced spell. The druids and river elves in the territory could use it before, but the dragon is worthy of being the controller of the most powerful arcane secrets in this world. The human transformed by Ailiriya is so beautiful and graceful that Su Li is amazed.

When she arrived, Su Li was still in the tree house. Amidst the mist and snow that enveloped the Holy Wisteria Garden, sunlight filtered through the layers of leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground. In this tranquil space, the tall figure of a strange beauty slowly approached, like a ray of fresh air amidst the bitter snow.

Her height surpasses almost all the knights in the territory, reaching over 185 cm. She definitely has the figure of a top supermodel. Her posture is elegant and calm, holding a noble scepter in her hand, she is as graceful and elegant as a queen.

When Su Li first met such a strange and peerless beauty, he was a little stunned. If Hildurd had not mentioned it before arranging their meeting, Su Li would not have believed that such a forest-like, tall, young and noble queen was the once brutal green dragon.

Everything about her was tailored to Su Li's aesthetic. Her face was cool and refined, and her most striking feature was her deep, emerald green eyes, like two clear lakes, shimmering and bright. Her eyelashes were long and thick, casting a faint shadow beneath her eyes. Her nose was high, and her lips were full and glossy, pressed together without emotion.

Of course, she also has the iconic long hair of a beauty, but it does not fall to her waist like a waterfall. Instead, it is exquisitely tied up and she wears an exquisite golden crown, which makes her neck look particularly white and tall.

Like her neck and collarbone, her skin was white and delicate, like untouched white jade, its skin radiating a faint sheen in the sun. Her wrists were as white as snow, and a jade bracelet adorned them, adding to her elegance and mystery.

Her clothing was different from that of the people of the empire, more like a wizard's robe, but the material was very light and thin, as smooth as water, like a willow leaf swaying in the wind, with emerald green as the main color, and gold flowers and jade leaves embroidered on the edges.

Beneath the high-slit skirt, her beautiful legs were longer than Su Li's lifespan. They were slender and voluptuous, like a work of art meticulously crafted by nature. Every inch of her skin was white, translucent, and as soft as a baby's. The sunlight filtered through the gauze-like skirt, casting a hazy halo on her legs, adding a touch of mystery and allure.

Over-the-knee white stockings tightly wrapped around her beautiful legs. The material was smooth and delicate, clinging closely to her curves. The socks were slightly tightened at the top, creating a shallow indentation on her soft, plump, smooth thighs, as if the perfect curve was specially designed for her by God. This indentation not only outlined her voluptuous curves, but also made her legs look even longer and more seductive.

The absolute space between the hem of her skirt and her stockings glowed with a faint sheen, like morning dew dripping onto snow-white petals. Su Li's gaze was drawn there involuntarily, as if trapped in a suffocating vortex. He could clearly see the stockings gently rising and falling on her thighs, trembling slightly with her breathing. The delicate touch seemed to be transmitted to his fingertips through the wind and snow.

Her legs were slightly apart, revealing a casually seductive posture. Su Li couldn't help but let his gaze climb up her thighs, imagining what secrets were hidden beneath the skin wrapped in stockings.

Then his heartbeat began to accelerate, and the blood seemed to rush through his veins, burning in his chest like a ball of fire.

As she took gentle steps, her skirt swayed, revealing even more of her alluring legs. Su Li felt his throat dry and his breathing quicken. He could almost see the stockings sliding slowly down her thighs, the delicate touch sending shivers down his spine.

At this moment, Su Li felt that he had completely fallen into the temptation of this white skin, unable to extricate himself. In his mind, only that piece of skin and that shallow depression remained, as if the whole world existed because of her.

Moreover, Su Li had an inexplicable feeling that because of his burning gaze, Ailiriya's tall neck and plump legs became a little red, her breath became a little hot, and her breathing became rapid.

This irritated her deeply. Her body had been acting strangely lately, heating up at the slightest provocation. Her emerald and gold-embellished earrings tinkled and swayed with her rapid breathing. Like a pile of dry wood, it could ignite at the slightest spark. She was so irritated that she just wanted to vent the burning heat in her chest with dragon breath.

So she was in a bad mood, with a cold look between her eyebrows, and asked, "You asked me to come to your manor, but you ambushed so many elite soldiers. What's the meaning of this?"

Although her tone was filled with irritation, her voice was as light and ethereal as a clear spring, like the sound of nature. Su Li's whole body suddenly felt soft, and he couldn't help but imagine how seductive this natural sound would be when she was breathing, and what it would sound like when she was practicing.

Su Li quickly shook his head. What was going on? Was he trapped in temptation and unable to get out?
But he couldn't really be blamed. This forest-like beauty was simply too alluring. From her voluptuous legs and the shallow indentations created by her stockings to her cool demeanor and ear-catching voice, she was irresistibly captivating. All of this, shaped through the art of shapeshifting, was so perfect it felt unrealistic, too dreamy. Many beautiful features simply couldn't exist in reality; they could only be achieved through dubious illusions.

More importantly, she is the Little Dragon Girl! Which man doesn't want to be a dragon knight?

But being a dragon knight is a very dangerous thing. If you are not careful, you may be burned to ashes by the dragon's breath.

So Su Li tried his best to suppress the impulse in his heart, and with great perseverance, he turned his eyes away from the shallow dent on her beautiful leg. He took a deep breath and said, "If I really want to deal with you, do I need to lure you to the manor? What good will this do, other than destroying my manor?"

The green dragon glanced at him indifferently with his clear eyes, and said nothing indifferently.

This posture really has the temperament of a forest beauty and a cold queen.

Arria was well aware of the strength of their current alliance, so even if one side did something excessive, they would have to endure it. Neither side could turn against the other, as the consequences would be unbearable for both sides.

This was also the reason why she dared to come to Hesse Castle. Even when she saw a large number of religious icons being activated and a large number of elite soldiers ambushing in key positions, she remained calm, composed, elegant and noble.

Seeing that she didn't refute, Su Li continued, "We asked you to come here to help us deal with a legendary knight."

Ailiriya glanced at him and said lightly: "You don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is!"

Why is it always this reaction?
Is the gap between the legendary knight and the divinely chosen knight really that huge?
Su Li asked, "We are three God-chosen beings, fighting on our home turf, and we still can't take down a Legendary?"

With a snap of her fingers, thorns sprouted wildly from the ground, forming a throne of thorns in an instant. Then, grasping the emerald scepter, Irelia tossed her long skirt and sat upon it. Beneath her high-slit dress, her two voluptuous, snow-white legs folded together, like two copulating white snakes. Beneath her light green robe, her legs appeared even longer and whiter, radiating an aura of ultimate allure.

And this was not just a seat for her enjoyment and decoration, it was a famous spell in Gillen's magic [Vine Throne]: the Emerald Wizard could create a mobile throne of vines and shrubs for himself to strengthen his connection with the natural world.

Sitting on this throne of thorns, the Emerald Mage's combat effectiveness and spell strength can be greatly improved.

But even so, Alyria simply said, "How strong is a Chosen One of my level? I am just an unknown person that a legendary knight can easily kill."

"You must remember this: if you cannot become a legend passed down through the ages, no matter how powerful you are, you will only be a nameless existence in this era. Whether you live or die in the dark corners of the old world, you will remain unknown."

"The Chosen are ultimately just soldiers. Even powerful factions have their own chapters. As for the Legendary, each one is irreplaceable and unique."

Hearing this, Su Li was completely shocked. The gap was so huge!

What is even more precious is that even though he knows all this, Hild is still willing to firmly support him.

Su Li turned to look at Hirud and asked, "Can we really stop this legendary knight of Surander?"

Hildreth slammed his sword, Beast Slayer, against the ground, its icy blue ribbon fluttering like a banner. He declared solemnly, "Even legendary knights can become exhausted. Even two thousand of our elite soldiers can crush him!"

Her upturned face was reflected in a cold light by her armor, and the title of War Saint was well-deserved. A hint of sneer broke the silence in the air: "How cute."

Alyria rested her chin on the armrest of the Throne of Thorns, her lotus-like white arms supporting her chin. She said calmly, "Before he lost all his strength, the legendary sword's blade should have pierced through the hearts of all of you. Besides..."

Before he could finish, a swan knight hastily descended from the sky, ran over in panic, and reported to Hildurde, "Sir, the General, urgent military information."

"Speak! Report to the Lord in person immediately."

"Your Majesty, the troops from the Province of Surander have forced their way through the defenses and checkpoints we set up in the Balan Autonomous Territory. The legendary knight, Duke Archibald of the Eternal Sword, is leading a knightly group of over a thousand towards Bauhinia Castle!"

Hildreth clenched the sword in his hand instantly. The other party actually took it so seriously that they sent a welcoming team of more than 1000 people?
But Orlstein immediately came to his senses and said, "It's normal for a candidate for the Electorate to have a guard of over 1000 men."

The Elector is already the highest noble in the empire, and no matter what, he must be treated as a member of the imperial guard.

As one of the Sixth Commander of the Eastern Palace, he commands a team of more than 2000 personal soldiers of the Crown Prince.

Although Phyllis is the second heir to the throne of the Grand Prince of Surander, it is not an exaggeration to send 1000 people to welcome her, considering the unstable situation in the Old World and the prosperity of the Empire's martial virtues.

However, the number of troops that can be urgently mobilized in Hesse Castle is less than 1000. The Free Militia and the Provincial Army are clearing out the monsters and bandit groups on the west side of the Blood Pine Forest.

Is it possible that Hesse's only home advantage will also disappear?
Phyllis heard the Swan Knight's report in the tree house. She propped herself up and stood up, putting on a mink cloak. She walked to the door, nervously tugging at Su Li's clothes, and said, "My Lord, why don't we go to the living room first? Don't disturb Her Excellency Ingrid's meditation because of me."

Once a battle breaks out here, not only will Ingrid's fantasy garden be destroyed, but even the consecrated wisteria tree at the heart of the Hessen Territory may be implicated.

Furthermore, the soldiers in the manor were not lying in ambush here, so Su Li did not refuse and said, "Then let's go to the conference room."

The wind and snow at this time became particularly fierce, and the snowflakes blew into the collar, and even the effect of the anti-cold amulet was weakened, bringing a chill.

Phyllis was particularly weak and her body was trembling. Today was the coldest day since she entered Bauhinia Manor.

Su Li then hugged her shoulders tightly, used his cloak to shield her from the wind and snow, and walked slowly through the snow towards the conference hall.

I don’t know why, but the distance that used to take only a few minutes to walk now seemed extremely long, like the unbearable dawn before the darkness. It was not only cold and dark, but also seemed to have no end.

Hildrede and Orstein had to deploy the troops and prepare for the banquet, so they had already hurried to the manor.

Only Su Li and Phyllis were left walking alone in the wind and snow. The huge pressure made Phyllis depressed, and the bad premonition made her feel uneasy.

She hid in Su Li's arms, clutching the corner of his clothes, looked up at him, and said nervously: "Lord, please let me serve you tonight no matter what. I'm afraid that if I miss tonight, I will never have the chance to serve you again. Let's change the route if we can't do it."

Su Li patted her hand and said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything. He's just a small legendary knight and duke, right? We'll surpass him sooner or later. Even if he's an electoral prince, so what? Life changes over time, don't underestimate the young and poor! I'm here to protect you."

Ailiriya lazily slumped behind. When she heard Su Li's voice, her tall, cool demeanor shifted slightly, and a complex expression filled the front of her eyes. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she'd heard someone care for her so much. Her father had left when she was very young, leaving her to face everything alone.

She only had this kind of scene in her fond memories from her childhood, so much so that she had forgotten what it felt like to rely on others.

Fate had twisted her, and now she was once again relying on others. This territory was the most important support for her to maintain her rule. Without these humans, she couldn't even keep the dragon's nest.

She hated this feeling, especially this kind of dependence, which made her feel no warmth at all. Just like the weather today, it was freezing cold and disgusting.

She couldn't help but wonder why the naive and silly woman in front of her, who also relied on this man, smiled so sweetly, while she only felt humiliation and disgust?

It was obvious that the man's gaze on her was full of aggression and desire, which made her breathing quicken. Could it be that a single physical contact really made such a big difference?

This made Alyria even more secretly angry. The two sides were now interdependent, and even if they did something excessive, there was no way they could break up. If this man made any excessive demands, what would she do?
But before she could figure it out, this seemingly long road came to an end.

When Su Li and Phyllis arrived at the reception room of Bauhinia Manor, a large number of Hessian Guards had already gathered there. Hundreds of elite knights, all wearing glittering golden plate armor and holding rune blades, were guarding both sides of the red-carpeted corridor in the manor.

The iris flag, symbolizing the Bauhinia family, fluttered high above the tower of the manor. The reception room was brightly lit, and a large number of Hesse town bureaucrats, leaders of the knights, and priests from various churches sat neatly on the right side of the long table in the reception room.

There were only three empty seats in the middle. After Su Li and Phyllis sat down in the middle, he waved to the green dragon Ailiriya and said, "What are you doing standing there like an idiot? Come and sit down."

Alyria frowned, holding the scepter in her hand, a look of disbelief on her face as she asked, "Is there still a seat for me?"

"Of course, aren't we allies now?" Su Li pointed to the seat next to the Dwarf Commander Dogrin and said, "This is your seat."

While Alyria was still debating whether to sit down and face a powerful and legendary knight alongside these humans, the dwarf Dogrin roared furiously. His iron-like body slammed his arms against the table, sending the gilded candlesticks flying. "Who is this woman? I sense the evil aura of the forest on her. Could it be that damned reptilian green dragon?"

"In the name of our ancestors! We dwarves have a deep blood feud with her! This evil dragon has slaughtered the bloodlines of hundreds of our dwarves. Every blood debt is recorded in the Book of Hatred and will never be forgotten!"

Alyria slammed her emerald scepter to the ground, and the dragon's might caused the nearby knights' sashes to flutter in the wind. "Sharing a feast with ants?"

The emerald pendant dangling from her ear suddenly reflected a golden light. "You'd better pray that my patience outlasts Surander's sword. Shorty, do you need me to help you recall how the molten iron melted by dragon fire was cast into a dwarf tombstone?"

This has always been the case with any alliance involving dwarves. The historical hatred they have always harbored has led to rifts between alliances.

If Su Li tried to smooth things over at this time, the conflict would only become more intense.

So a crimson light suddenly burst out from his palm, and he slammed the long table made of blood pine wood heavily, melting a five-finger dent in the original wooden table. The twelve crystal wall lamps made a buzzing sound as if they were on the verge of breaking in the energy shock.

"Everyone, stop! The previous battle was just a replay of the Battle of Changxu, scaled down tens of thousands of times!"

"But after the Battle of Longbeard, facing the invasion of Chaos, the Dwarves seized their broken Vibranium axes, and the Elves reforged their broken Oaken arrows. Together, they repelled Chaos."

"Do you think the sword of Knight Surander is more merciful than the sharp teeth of the demon that gnaws at the earth? If you have any grudges, wait until we deal with this legendary knight!"

Then Su Li slammed the Bauhinia family emblem on the table and scolded, "Either let the chains of hatred drag you into the grave—or use the blood of your enemies to build a new legend."

Doglin knew that his big friend wouldn't get angry easily, but once he did, no one in the entire territory could defy his will. So he ripped off his breastplate, revealing a chest covered in monster scratches, and laughed wildly: "After I kill the knight of Surander, I'm going to pull out the scales of this female lizard myself and use them for wine!"

Alyria sat on the bench, her legs crossed, her scepter resting across her snow-white legs. She said calmly, "Only if your scrap metal doesn't get buried in the shadows of the vines."

Not long after they had suppressed their conflict, Hildreth, who was in charge of guarding the Bauhinia Manor, walked into the room and reported to Su Lihui, "My Lord, Sulande's guards have arrived outside the manor."

Before he could finish his words, a strong and fierce wind blew in from the gate with violent momentum!

Hild's report was suddenly interrupted by a sudden hymn. The whole manor began to shake. The trampling sound of thousands of heavily armored cavalrymen's horses' hooves rumbled like thunder. The falling fragments of the crystal chandelier in the room were crushed into powder by the golden gust of wind rushing in from the door before they touched the ground.

Through the twisted, gilded doorframe, a thousand rays of silver light pierced the dusk. The hooves of the Eternal Light Knights' warhorses crushed the marble floor of Bauhinia Manor, their pure white cloaks embroidered with the emblems of swords and scales. The blizzard, a perfect match for their silvery aura, felt like a final judgment sent by the bitter winter.

The Knights of Eternal Light gave everyone a warning as soon as they appeared!

(End of this chapter)