I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

"I feel like something interesting is going to happen... After all, I've heard that Veronica is an unparalleled swordswoman." A hint of fighting spirit flashed in Jill's eyes. "I have a feeling this is going to be very interesting."

At that moment, Sylvia appeared in the crowd, and Kevin glanced at Jill with some surprise.

But what he saw was Jill with a deep frown.

"What's wrong?" Kevin asked, puzzled. Then, when he looked at Sylvia, his expression turned grim.

Kevin was silent for a moment, then sighed helplessly.

There seemed to be a hint of helplessness in that sigh? And a touch of disappointment?

Jill just shook her head helplessly. "Just watch, there's no harm in it."

Rebecca and Sylvia exchanged a few words, but since they were a bit far apart and Jill wasn't interested in listening to the conversation, she naturally didn't know what it was about.

A moment later, Jill noticed the unusual movement in the sky.

"If I'm not mistaken, the First Princess has arrived." Gil looked up at the sky.

Kevin also looked up at the sky.

"Appeared!"

"Oh, that's Princess Veronica...!"

"They actually managed to build a vehicle like that!"

"It looks like an imperial aircraft carrier...!"

An object that seemed impossible to exist in nature appeared at the edge of the cobalt blue sky.

As time passed, the foreign object gradually emerged from a black dot into a clear outline.

Furthermore, seven dragon knights could be seen guarding the flying object.

Compared to the dragon flying beside it, one immediately sensed just how enormous the aerial machine was. Even the dragons acting as guards looked like tiny beans in comparison to that colossal flying object.

"Hmm...not bad, but it's still a little lacking compared to Vimana." Jill nodded.

“It’s gotten much bigger, hasn’t it?” Kevin grinned, winking.

“If we really went for it, Vimana could definitely knock that big guy over.” Gilles shrugged. “I don’t believe my Noble Phantasm is inferior to that one.”

This is the prototype ship, Sylvanas, successfully developed by Princess Veronica, who gathered scientists who had fled from the Empire of Sephalos.

The magic-powered ship Sylvanas landed slowly in front of the first school building, as if to claim the entire open space. Its landing was as smooth as a waterbird resting on a lake.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Sylvanas's cabin door slowly opened with the sound of gears turning, and the boarding stairs automatically descended.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone who held their breath—

The Iron-Blooded Valkyrie stepped onto the ground with a sound like iron blocks clashing together.

Dazzling blonde hair, fair skin, a face that resembles Sylvia's, a tall and slender figure that surpasses others, and eyes like those of a hawk hunting its prey high in the sky.

She is the First Princess of the Kingdom of Loreiamon, known as the Iron-Blooded Valkyrie—

Veronica Loreamon!

Chapter 117 Jill Seems to Be About Something Big

"Thank you all for picking me up at the airport, thank you for your hard work!"

After lifting her red cloak, Veronica spoke, her voice crisp and powerful, as simple and sharp as a hot knife through butter.

The moment the cloak flipped up, the armor covering Veronica's limbs was completely exposed.

The armor was clearly made of steel, thick and heavy, with formidable defensive capabilities.

Of course, the formidable defense is only relative to ordinary people. In Jill's eyes, that armor was nothing more than something like cardboard, which Esther could easily slice through.

“Hey…this is interesting.” Jill looked at the broadsword at Veronica’s waist.

It was a broadsword that a normal person would need to wield with both hands. Presumably, that greatsword was the weapon that had absorbed the blood of countless rebels over the years.

Veronica led seven bodyguards toward the welcoming party.

The mayor and his entourage hurriedly tried to kneel down and pay their respects, but Veronica waved them away with a look of disgust.

"Let's skip all the formalities. And what about the Silvia?"

Veronica's hawk-like eyes quickly scanned the faces of the crowd.

"It's been a long time, my dear sister."

Sylvia stepped forward with her head held high at Veronica's call.

"It's been four years, two months, and twelve days since we last saw each other, my sister."

“Yes. We haven’t seen each other since the day I left the palace to study in Ansari.”

Silvia responded fluently, much calmer and more composed than expected.

Jill raised an eyebrow, and a golden figure appeared behind Kevin.

"I'm so disappointed in you, Sylvia!"

Veronica raised her right hand, clearly indicating that if this slap landed, Sylvia would definitely receive a painful blow.

"Boom..."

The air emitted a sound like a heavy drumbeat.

Jill noticed Kevin was missing and immediately appeared in front of Sylvia, blocking Veronica's palm strike with the back of her hand.

It's obvious that Kevin must have used "World" time stop to catch Veronica's palm strike.

"Six years have passed, and you're still as short-tempered as ever, Veronica," Kevin said casually, as if he were having a casual conversation.

On his right arm, a dark color faintly appeared, and a blue light suddenly spun around, repelling Veronica's hand.

Jill's eyes flickered.

That was... a strange power, not belonging to magic, but very similar to it...

Or rather, let's put it this way.

"It feels like a power that's harmful to the human body..." Jill's eyes gleamed with interest. "Kevin's ability to wield this power seems to be due to his arm?"

Gil recalled the contents of that diary, "The Azure Spellbook..."

“That wouldn’t be very effective against counterfeiters either,” Kevin said, slowly pulling his hand back into his pocket.

His blue eyes glanced at "Sylvia" behind him, his face showing a hint of indifference. "Sylvia was trained so hard by Veronica that it's impossible for her not to show fear. It's not that you didn't disguise it well, but that it was too perfect, which revealed this tiny flaw, Cosette."

"What..." Ash exclaimed in surprise when he heard Kevin say this.

"Hehe. As expected of Mr. Kevin."

The crackling sound, which was initially thought to be from a character named Sylvia, was accompanied by a blonde head of hair being pulled off a face-changing prop.

And that person was Cosette. "I will take your corrections to heart."

"Hmph... Mr. Kevin, you're going to such lengths to stop me this time, even if it means getting yourself involved. Do you really want Sylvia to grow up in a greenhouse forever?"

Veronica snorted coldly, casually drew her greatsword, and slammed it into the ground.

The flying pebbles also revealed the sword's weight and sharpness.

“So, call her out,” Veronica said.

"Well, interesting," Jill commented. "So, wild thorns are indeed stronger than flowers grown in a greenhouse?"

"Enough with the nonsense. Now tell me honestly, where is the Sylvia?"

"Your Highness Princess, she..."

Just as Cosette's face hardened and he began to stammer—

"I...I'm here!"

Sylvia, dressed in uniform, appeared at the back of the welcoming party.

This time it should be her without a doubt. Sylvia's trembling legs, which make onlookers tremble with pity, are the best proof.

"You...you step back, Cosette."

Although her legs were still trembling, Sylvia still gave the order.

"As you command, Your Highness Princess."

Upon receiving Sylvia's order, Cosette stepped back with a serious expression.

Under the watchful eyes of the welcoming party and the royal guard, the First Princess and the Fourth Princess officially met.

"What's wrong, my sister? Your knees are shaking like that!"

"I...I'm not...shaking. I am Sylvia Loreamon, and I sincerely...welcome, my dear sister."

"Tsk. It seems that apart from your physical body, you haven't grown at all."

Click... With the sound of iron boots, Veronica took a step.

"I'll say it again. Sylvia, you have utterly disappointed me!"

--Snapped!

A dry, hard voice echoed all around.

Veronica swung her iron fist and slapped Sylvia across the face.

"Ugh...!"

Sylvia stumbled, but gritted her teeth and steadied herself. The spot where she had been slapped was red and swollen, a sight too painful to look at.

Veronica gave Sylvia a cold, disdainful look, and said in a flat tone, "I've heard the report on the attack. The Crimson Dragon Emperor who defeated the Ash Dragon in one blow, and Gilgamesh, the boy who bravely stopped the rampaging Holy Dragon Guvlin, are both more deserving of praise than you. And what did you do? Rush off to clean up the mess during the crisis!?"

Jill, sitting on the branch, simply snorted coldly, her eyes showing displeasure.

He is not a subject of any kingdom, and whether or not he is praised is not something this woman can decide.

Then let's punish him a little.

A cold glint flashed in Gil's crimson eyes.

Kevin saw Jill's expression and couldn't help but sigh.