Your notoriety is known to everyone.

“I believe this form of entertainment will soon catch up with your notoriety and spread throughout the empire.

“Also, you already knew that Alice was a saint, and that sacrifice was also for her to awaken her bloodline.

"So you have mastered multiple special privileges, and one of them must be a miracle. It's incredible."

Elina stared at the chessboard, thinking about her next move.

She has now learned to use declarative sentences instead of interrogative sentences when talking to Rogers.

As long as Rogers is not given the opportunity to answer questions, he can avoid the other party's shameless demands.

"Don't look at it. You've already lost. I only need to move the chariot two squares forward. You can only use the queen to protect the king once, and then you will be killed."

Rogers ignored Elena's inference and spoke with certainty.

Then he picked up the "Biographies of Saints of All Ages" on the table and began to read it, without any intention of continuing the game.

Elena didn't feel disappointed after losing the game. This was the nth time she had lost to Rogers and she was already numb to it.

“Regarding the Saint’s brother, many forces are putting pressure on Earl Breed to release him.

“Fortunately, the nobles do not want a criminal who has harmed the earl’s heir to be safe and sound in the end, even if he is the saint’s brother, so they are working together to resist the pressure for Earl Brad.

"As for the Saint herself, she said that the reason why the Saints of all generations were able to obtain privileges was because of their merits, and she is not eligible to ask for amnesty for her brother now."

Elina rearranged the chess pieces one by one and said to Rogers.

"Are these her exact words?" Rogers' hand, which was turning the pages, paused slightly. He remembered the scene in which Alice cried in her arms not long ago.

After so many days of review, he always felt that Alice might have noticed something at the time, but for some reason she didn't expose it...

According to the original plot, before Earl Brad returns, the saint, who is enraged by revenge, will sneak into the Earl's mansion and deal the final blow to the dying Rogers.

But that was all because the saint in the game learned the news of her brother's tragic death, and now Kevin is still lying quietly in the Earl's Mansion.

Rogers has not been idle these days. In addition to in-depth study of the power system of this world, he also sent Earl Brad several "secrets" that are difficult for ordinary people to know.

He also claimed that he had suddenly awakened a destiny-related special feature, and that his actions that day were forced upon him because of the guidance of the special feature.

He was not afraid that Count Brad would suspect that his son's spirit had been usurped, because he was the original reincarnation, not a time traveler.

Unfortunately, all the "secrets" sent out fell into oblivion and received no response at all.

“That should be her original words, and the Saint has chosen to study at Saint Herte’s School of Magic.

"Lord Brid has expressed his intention to send you in. My father has made the same plan and wants me to study at Saint Hert."

Seeing that Rogers had no intention of touching any more chess pieces, Elina skillfully moved the center pawn forward two squares and started playing a game with herself.

"College line?" Rogers slowly fell into memories.

After the prologue of "Evening Bell Quartet", there are three main line choices, namely the college line of entering magic school, the imperial line supported by the royal family, and the god-ascension line favored by the Pantheon.

When he noticed the arrival of Saint Hert's vice-principal that day, Rogers anticipated the current outcome.

In this world, if you want to gain strength, you must first improve your bloodline.

Saint Herta, the royal family and the Pantheon each possess a recognized top path to advancement.

Rogers' own family also has a way to get promoted, but it is not as good as those three families. This is one of the reasons why he has always remained at the Black Iron Rank.

As a fiefdom noble who is close to neither the imperial power nor theocracy, the neutral and unrequited Saint Herte is indeed the best place to go.

Sure enough, most fantasy worlds cannot escape the plot of magic academies.

"Master! Her Royal Highness Princess Lufia Augurides will be visiting you soon!"

Hans hurried to the observatory, interrupting Rogers's thoughts, and reported to him while leaning against the wall with rapid breathing.

Chapter 11 Did you really defile the saint every day for two years without interruption?

"Luffia Augurides? Isn't this the..." Rogers closed the book with a snap, frowned slightly, and cast a puzzled look at Elena.

On the day when I went to the Skarlo Market to look for Alice, Elena mentioned to me that Princess Lufia was hiding at the scene.

"Yes, it's her." Elina nodded, she supported herself on the armrest of the chair and slowly stood up: "In the morning, my parents suddenly wanted to go to Green Valley to sightsee, and sent me to the Observatory Tower, and ordered me not to return to the mansion today.

“When I came to the Observatory Tower, I saw that Earl Brad was dressed very formally, and the servants in the mansion were busy cleaning the Earl’s mansion.

"So it's all because Princess Rufia is coming."

Rogers looked at Elina's face as if she had suddenly realized something, and couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his Jingming acupoint: "Why didn't you tell me such an important thing earlier?"

"You didn't ask me." Elina tilted her head slightly, looking confused, with an unconcealable smile and cunningness flowing in her eyes.

"It's not just Her Royal Highness the Princess who's visiting. Prince Reuel is here too, and he's being accompanied by the Earl himself!" Hans hastily added, holding his chest to calm his rapid breathing.

Upon hearing this, Rogers instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

Under normal circumstances, members of the royal family who wish to visit other noble territories must submit a letter of visit one week in advance.

This is not just a matter of etiquette that should be followed, there are also many political considerations involved.

Especially in this world full of supernatural powers, no feudal noble would be willing to see royal family members appear quietly in their territory.

Even the nobles who belong to the royal faction would never tolerate such a disgusting situation as eating slugs raw.

However, considering that Rogers had reported a week ago that Princess Lufia was hidden in his own territory, it was unlikely that his father had made some kind of deal with the prince over this matter.

Hans seemed to have heard a noise coming from the stairwell behind him. He turned his head and stood up straight, then hurried to the side of the stairs, lowered his head and stared at his toes, as if he had turned into a sculpture.

Then two figures walked over the steps and gradually appeared in the tower.

The girl walking in front wore a delicate silver crown and a gorgeous dress with silk pleats and sparkling jewels.

But she seemed not to be used to such attire, and her walking posture revealed a subtle awkwardness.

Moreover, her fluffy and slightly curly blonde hair was much shorter than that of an ordinary girl, only slightly longer than Rogers's hair.

Rather than the elegance and grace that a princess should have, her whole temperament is more like the dashing young man.

The feminine softness and masculine handsomeness are perfectly blended on her pretty face with neat lines.

Rogers only felt that if the other party was wearing men's clothes, he would definitely be the type that was difficult to tell whether he was male or female and could attract both men and women.

"Shameless white-haired ghost! Why don't you quickly pay your respects to Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

The boy following Lufia shouted at Rogers.

He had long curly brown hair and wore the standard robe of a squire knight, with his hand resting on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Judging from the attire he wore, he must be the son of a noble who was sent to the royal family for early knight education.

Rogers glanced at the squire with a puzzled look on his face, then slowly stood up and bowed to Lufia, then pointed at the squire and said to Elena, "He is humiliating you."

"White-haired ghost" is an insulting term commonly used for people with silver hair, which contains meanings such as rude, barbaric, and dissolute.

"No, he's humiliating you." Elina, who had just finished the skirt-lifting ceremony, smiled and responded, "As we all know, the white-haired ghost has nothing to do with white hair."

"Then why isn't it called the Silver-haired Ghost? What's the origin of this word?" Rogers took his hand back and touched his chin, feeling puzzled, and continued to speculate:

“No matter what, as the princess’s page knight, he actually humiliated two distinguished earl families as soon as they met. Is he trying to use this to stir up a dispute between the royal family and the nobles of the East Territory?

"Could this be Prince Reuel's instruction? The royal family does not want the East Territory to become stronger due to the prosperity of the trading coast, and they want to use this as an excuse to take action against us."

"It's unlikely." Elina shook her head slightly, and agreed with Rogers's slippery slope: "This squire knight is named Caspar Demont, and the Demont family is also a noble family in the East.

“Several generations of his family have served in the emperor’s court and are staunch supporters of the emperor.

“However, because we were unable to take care of the territory regularly, the development share of Green Valley was quietly divided up by the noble group headed by your father, and the Demont family did not gain any benefit at all.

"I guess he just wants to use the princess to gain some benefits for his family."

Upon hearing this, Rogers clenched his fist and hammered it into his palm, pretending to be enlightened. He looked at Caspar with fear: "I didn't expect that at such a young age, he actually has such a sinister mind!"

"He is one year older than you and has already been promoted to the bronze rank." Elina reminded silently: "You usually don't even remember the portraits of the noble pedigree. You don't even recognize the eldest son of the Demont family."

Kaspar looked at the two people in front of him in confusion, not understanding why he was suddenly charged with so many heinous crimes.

"You are a bastard who has defiled the saint for two years every day! Don't even think about sullying the glory of the Demont family! In the name of Caspar Demont, I challenge you to a duel!" Caspar's face turned red and he roared with gritted teeth.

If he was really forced to commit these crimes, not to mention whether the prince would forgive him, his father might even take away his surname in anger.

Obviously, at the beginning, he just wanted to target the notorious Rogers to show his justice.

"Among nobles, those of higher rank are not allowed to challenge those of lower rank to a duel. You are already a bronze rank. Is it the honor of the Demont family to bully the weak?" Rogers looked at him in disbelief.

Kaspar was speechless after being rebuked, and then he said bitterly: "I have heard that you will go to Saint Hert soon. When you are promoted to Bronze, I hope you will not reveal your cowardly nature!"

"Your Highness, there is no need to meet with such a dirty guy. Let's go back to the prince."

He turned to Lufia and gave advice, wishing he could immediately get the noble princess away from the source of pollution.

"Although I don't know why your relationship is so bad, if Caspar doesn't like it, he can leave first." Lufia blinked and said to Caspar with a pure look.

"Your Highness, I..." Kaspar clenched the hilt of the sword twice, bowed to apologize, turned around and walked down the stairs. It was impossible for him to stay here any longer.

After watching Caspar leave, Lufia turned around and looked at Rogers with a scrutinizing gaze, as if she wanted to find some inhuman characteristics in him: "Lord Rogers, are you really..."

"Fake!" Rogers interrupted the question directly and protested: "I am such a kind, sincere, benevolent... a righteous boy who can bear all the words to describe good qualities. Why should I bear these stupid rumors?

"Besides, I was only eleven years old two years ago! What could I do? I couldn't! I didn't have the ability, you know that!"

Chapter 12: Rogers Spreads Happiness

Lufia didn't quite understand the meaning of Rogers' words, but seeing how indignant he was, she politely expressed her belief.

What followed was another cliché of lengthy greetings that followed etiquette when nobles met.

From the feeling of the conversation, Rogers was sure that Lufia was most likely unaware of the trap set against him in the Skarlo Market.

This princess is so normal. No matter from which aspect you look at her, she is an extremely normal little girl.

The only special thing about him is the royal bearing that comes from being pampered since childhood.

Rogers, who had been on edge for a long time, couldn't help but develop a great liking for Rufia, simply because talking to her did not require him to use his brain all the time, and she was much friendlier than Erina.

This is what a thirteen-year-old girl should look like!

"I like the game of Logarithm you invented, but no one in the palace will play it seriously with me. My servants dare not beat me, and my father does not want to play against me because he is afraid of being embarrassed if he loses to me.

"So I came to find the inventor of Loges chess. Can you play with me?"

Lufia made a request to Rogers with great expectation, and her clear eyes made it impossible to refuse.

"No problem. It's my honor to accompany Her Royal Highness the Princess in enjoying herself." Rogers agreed without hesitation.

He thought that if he could establish a good relationship with her, he might be able to extract information from the child such as why she was at the Skarlo Market that day and whether anyone was following her.

When Elina led Lufia to her seat, she opened her mouth several times to remind her something, but seeing how excited she was, she didn't say much and just looked at the little princess with pity.

"Your Highness, please use the white chess pieces first." After sitting down, Rogers chose to give way in a very gentlemanly manner.

"Okay! My apologies!" Lufia nodded happily and pushed the soldier in the middle up two spaces.

Rogers responded quickly without giving it much thought.

In just one minute, because Lufia didn't understand the principle of "opening the window early", Rogers easily formed the corridor killing method.

Lufia stared at the chessboard for a long time, and when she realized that there was no way out, her eyebrows drooped and she said in disappointment, "I lost."

However, this depressed state did not last long. She soon regained her fighting spirit and said that she would definitely win back.

Rogers was somewhat infected by her tenacious spirit and used the Boden killing method which could win quickly.

Then he patiently guided the direction of the chessboard and showed the little princess the Murphy's killing method, the Rory's killing method, the Rubel's killing method, the Pillsbury's killing method, and the Anastasia's killing method...

The sun seemed to be attracted by the chess game as well, gradually moving above the heads of several people, and a scorching breath spread out.

Lufia's eyes gradually turned red as time passed. She blinked, bit her lips tightly, and tremblingly moved the bishop to the king's side.

"I'm still going to be the queen this time." Rogers said boredly, holding a book in one hand and pushing the soldiers to the bottom line with the other.

"I give up..." Lufia raised her hand to wipe away the tears that were about to overflow from her eyes, skillfully rearranged the chessboard, and said firmly with a slightly crying voice: "Continue!"

"Your Highness, don't you want to eat?" Rogers looked up at the sky, and saw Elena holding a large plate of salad and eating slowly beside her, so he asked considerately.

"No need! Let's continue!" Lufia clapped her hands on her cheeks, staring at the chessboard, her eyes filled with a determination to face death.

"Uh, okay." Rogers actually planned to eat something by himself first, but in order to give the princess a good chess experience, he generously chose to accompany her.

He won several more games until his stomach protested. He couldn't help it any longer, so he asked the princess for permission and started playing chess while eating...

At this time, the sun had long been tired of the unchanging results and slowly sank to the west. The sunset emitted a soft orange-red light, coloring the entire sky.