Reject me, you damn woman.

Obviously, the ancient contract recognized the fairness of Lynn's judgment. If Sergun forcibly breached the contract, the entire Bol family would inevitably be punished by the God of Contract.

Being an enemy of a god, Sergun didn't think that his four allies had such a close relationship with him.

"But...but this is the reserved land that the First Emperor left for the eight major families. If you want to take it back, aren't you afraid that the First Emperor will blame you?"

The head of the Bol family racked his brains and could only come up with this excuse.

"Well, then there's nothing we can do about it."

Lynn nodded.

"Then please ask the head of the Bol family to produce the decree or certificate from the first emperor transferring the Klin District to the Bol family. If you really have that thing, I will reconsider my judgment. Otherwise, please stop making trouble."

"puff!"

Hearing these words, Kaya finally couldn't help laughing out loud, her beautiful eyes shining with joy and satisfaction of having her revenge.

As Kaya laughed, a sparkling light flashed in the corners of her eyes.

This was exactly what the Bol family said when the ancestors of the Mistry family asked for their territory back.

And now, hundreds of years later, with the help of this young prince, the same words were returned to the descendants of the Bol family in a different way.

"Thurgun, come back."

A steady voice suddenly sounded in the mind of Patriarch Boll. He was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was Patriarch Morris who was using the magic communication within the five major families to contact him.

The head of the Bol family immediately clenched his teeth:

"Morris, how can you let me go back? Are you going to let me hand over the Klin District just like that?"

"Shut up, Sergun, and stop doing anything that will embarrass you further. His Royal Highness is very good at using sophistry and rules. If you continue to argue, you will only embarrass yourself more."

"I came here because you needed me, and you are responsible for this!"

Knowing in his heart that Master Morris was right, Sergun could only say unwillingly.

"Don't worry, come back first and let me meet this prince."

Patriarch Morris said calmly.

After hearing his assurance, even the head of the Bol family was stunned.

I thought there would be a few more rounds of trials.

This guy Morris can't hold back anymore and wants to take action himself?

As the nominal leader of the five major families today, Patriarch Morris is the best among the five major families in terms of wisdom and strength.

The other party, who was known as the Male Fox of the Imperial Capital, was a famously cunning fellow. The five major families were able to fight against the brutal and bloody red dragon. It was no exaggeration to say that the other party alone was more effective than all the other four family heads.

And now, Lynn's performance has made the head of the Morris family very excited, and he is delighted to see the prey.

Continuing to let others go would only be a waste of time and effort to add a few more notes to the prince's brilliant performance tonight.

They had to admit that even though they had been constantly studying the information, they still underestimated the prince.

If things continue like this, there will be no chance of having His Highness take the Holy Test.

However, he will not make the same mistake again.

Therefore, the head of the Morris family decided to go forward and meet the other party in person.

If before, Lin En was just a prey in his eyes, now, Lin En has become his opponent.

He is going to take part in the game himself!

...........

Looking at the distraught head of the Bol family, Kaya suddenly stepped back, lifted her skirt, and performed a standard aristocratic skirt-lifting ceremony towards Lin En:

"I praise your justice and integrity, Your Highness. From this day forward, Mistry will be your blade and shield."

"Don't be so polite, Miss Kaya. I am just exercising the ancient covenant between the Norton family and the eight major families. If this can help you, it would be my honor."

Lin En pulled Kaya up and said lightly.

"Your Highness..."

"Ms. Kaya......"

Spotlights, melodious music, handsome men and beautiful women looking at each other affectionately, this picturesque scene made many nobles participating in the ball tremble in their hearts. However, in the distance, some people were not so happy.

"Crack!"

Historia crushed the wine glass in her hand.

"This bastard! I was a little worried about him at first!"

Historia was indignant.

For some reason, Lin En resolved the crisis, and she should be happy for him, but when she saw him looking at that woman, Historia's unhappiness reached its peak.

She doesn't want to watch it anymore!

"Xiao Ai, let's go back. It's totally unnecessary to worry about that annoying guy!"

But she was stunned for a moment, only to find that Elena did not answer her, but stared at a man without blinking.

He was a middle-aged nobleman who looked elegant.

He was wearing a brown formal attire, had an elegant and intelligent aura, and wore a gold-rimmed monocle, but there was no trace of magical energy emanating from him.

However, Elena's sharp intuition told her that this person was very dangerous.

Because she found that even if she tried her best to activate her talent of mind reading, she could not hear any voice in the man's heart.

It was as if... this man did not exist, but an empty cave stood there.

And now, after the defeat of the head of the Bol family, that piece of emptiness suddenly moved, and moved towards Lin En with confidence and oppression.

Lynn also noticed the man.

The male fox of the imperial capital, the head of the Morris family, Mosyati Morris.

"Good evening, Your Highness Lynn."

Mosyati bowed slightly to Lynn.

"Uncle Morris, are you here because of Uncle Paul's matter?"

Lynn ignored his greeting and said directly.

Mosyati couldn't help but laugh.

Very smart, very direct, no nonsense, he enjoys such a duel between smart people.

"Yes, Your Highness."

"That's it."

Lin En nodded in understanding, reached into his pocket, took out a white glove, and threw it on the ground at Mosyati's feet.

"In that case, we'll have to duel in front of the emperor."

Morris: ?

Isn’t that a bit too direct?

Why is it different from what I thought?

"Your Highness Lin En..."

Mosyati frowned and was about to speak, but Lin En interrupted him and said something shocking:

"The duel will be based on the Holy Test."

"Holy test?!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the venue changed their expressions, even Elena was no exception.

Mosyati smiled and immediately changed his words:

“…It’s so wise!”

You are still anxious, Your Highness.

The prey still fell into the trap.

"But the Holy Test requires the approval of Her Majesty the Queen. Your Highness, please wait for a moment."

Just as Mosyati finished speaking, the door at the end of the banquet hall was suddenly pushed open with great force.

As if with tangible majesty and dignity, he slowly walked into the venue.

"Your Majesty, here we come~"

In the shadows behind the door, Quinn leaned against the door frame and laughed quietly.

..........

A few minutes ago, in the room upstairs.

The moonlight shines through the window lattices, leaving mottled spots of light in the empty room, like a moonlit rain.

Quinn was leaning on the windowsill, her beautiful body curves seemed even more delicate in the moonlight. She was playing with a strand of silver hair, but the expression on her face was extremely intoxicated, as if she was listening to a wonderful opera.

It was indeed a right decision to let Lin En be the protagonist of tonight's banquet. Not every boring social banquet after the Dragon Blood Festival can be so interesting.

Suddenly, Quinn's eyes flashed with a sharp look, and he turned to look at the tall figure standing under the portraits of previous kings: "Your Majesty, the shadow knights have responded."

Divira Norton, the only female emperor since the founding of the Purple Gold Flower Empire, came to this room with portraits of nine previous dragon blood emperors after a brief appearance at the opening of the dinner, and never left.

Nine portraits of former kings, some majestic and some dignified, were lined up, each sitting on his own throne facing the empress from a distance, as if they were examining the only empress who could stand on equal footing with themselves, or as if they were urging her to make some kind of decision.

"speak."

After hearing Quinn's reply, the empress uttered a word lightly.

"The shadow knights who are monitoring the mansion where the Duke of Northern Land's guards live have been responding on time. The Duke of Northern Land's guards have not shown any abnormal movements so far."

This is strange enough. The dinner is already halfway through, but the old lion Reinhardt has not made any move at all. He is so calm, as if he really came to the banquet and visited his son.

However, because the following news was so explosive, Reinhardt's abnormal behavior seemed insignificant.

"While the heads of the five major families were away, the Shadow Knights who secretly searched the secret bases of the five major families sent a reply. They found many ritual tools used by the arcanists of the 'Tower' in the bases. It can be confirmed that the heads of the five major families have had connections with the Tower for a long time, but......"

Quinn showed an embarrassed expression, and the empress slowly turned her head away.

"The occasional resistance was mostly from the five major families who were officially recorded as diehard fighters. We didn't find any of the tower's arcanists."

The empress nodded.

No wonder Quinn is so solemn.

Weaving the arcana is like lighting up the stars in the endless starry sky. Different lighting methods will inevitably result in very different galaxies reflected in the eyes of the observer.

Arcanists from many countries have their own set of rituals. As the most powerful organization of arcane mages on the continent, the Magic Bell Tower is no exception.

Only when the rituals are used correctly can those ritual utensils play their due role, otherwise they are nothing but some scrap metal.

Since the five major families have those terrifyingly expensive ritual instruments, they certainly wouldn't have been bought specifically for collection.

So, where is the initiator of the ceremony?

What about the arcanists who are loyal to the Tower?

where are they?

Where will the ritual equipment that we have prepared with so much effort and risk of exposure be used?

The answer seems obvious.

"I suggest that Your Majesty return to the Imperial City now. I will issue a secret order, and the Red Dragon Legion will soon surround this place, and none of those scum will be able to escape!"

Quinn's tone was more solemn than ever before. This was the best way to deal with it so far.

This royal castle outside the imperial city is no longer safe. God knows how many assassins from the Magic Bell Tower are hiding under the magnificent hall.

It was common sense that the Magic Bell Tower would never suffer losses between major countries. After Zijinhua suffered a series of setbacks and one of its "Ring" candidates was killed by Solgana, the tower became silent.

Although Quinn never thought that the other party would give in, she never expected that just because of such small conflicts, the other party would actually try to assassinate an emperor!