The Sovereign Dragon Ring

Episode 227's

Linley's group descended on the harbor, starting to travel towards the imperial capital. But since this port was in the central region of the Southwest Administrative Province, from there to the center of the O'Brien Administrative Province was a journey of four thousand kilometers after taking into account the curved roads.

Such a long distance would take at least ten days or half a month, even if one rode a horse at full speed the entire time.

On the road to the imperial capital of Channe, many people were talking about the rising star of the Empire; blumer Akerlund.

“I heard that anyone who becomes a personal disciple of the God of War has the possibility to become a Saint level fighter. Blumer was very lucky. ”

“What do you mean, 'have a possibility'? Guaranteed. ”

In the many public restaurants in the imperial capital, people who drank would loudly chat about this. “That day, when it was announced that Blumer would be a private student, I was there myself. Three of the War God personal disciples came, and all three were Saint-level experts. ”

“Not all his students should be at Saint level. The God of War had received a total of twenty-seven disciples, and the first one was received over five thousand years ago. He's probably dead by now. And there were other private disciples who had disappeared. Who knew whether they had all reached Saint level or not? ”Someone else denied.

"You don't believe in the power of the God of War?"

"Of course I believe in the God of War, but does his personal disciple have to be formidable?" The man pursed his lips. “Training requires natural talent. Look at the Prodigy Sword Saint, Olivier. He trained on his own and still became very strong. How many War God disciples could compete with Olivier? ”

"You're not Olivier. You're not qualified to talk badly about Blumer. What's more, Lord Olivier and Lord Blumer are siblings, you know! ”

That year, when Olivier entered Saint-level, he easily defeated the Stellar Sword Saint, Dillon. Thus, everyone believed that Olivier already possessed the strength of a peak level Saint level fighter.

Although Dillon himself was only a Saint-level intermediate-tier expert, if Olivier was not at the peak stage, how could he easily defeat Dillon?

"I heard that tomorrow, His Majesty the Emperor will hold a personal audience with Blumer and grant him the title of nobleman. “Someone suddenly said.

“I've heard this too. Tomorrow, many nobles from the imperial capital will visit the 'Self Palace'.

The O'Brien Empire was an Empire that highly valued martial power and valued their military. Since the Emperor who founded the Empire was a War God, it was only natural that this was the case. Whenever the Imperial Emperor wanted to meet with his ministers, he would summon them to the Martial Palace.

The Martial Palace was named by the God of War itself.

The next day .

Many nobles from the imperial capital woke up early in the morning. They were dressed formally, then one after another, entered their carriages and headed towards the imperial palace. Today, the Emperor will give Blumer the title of nobleman. This is a big deal.

Every personal disciple of the War God would receive the title of nobleman of the Empire.

For an emperor to have the chance to do so even once was already lucky enough. After all, in the past five thousand years, there had been over a hundred Emperors, but only twenty-seven private disciples.

Title rating is determined. It was never as high as 'Duke'; it was usually 'Marquis'.

“After becoming the personal disciple of the God of War, the noble rank bestowed upon Blumer was even higher than what I received. "Wharton casually thought to himself while riding the carriage.

Private disciples had a very noble status. After all, anyone qualified to become a personal disciple was almost certainly capable of reaching Saint level.

Moreover, they had the support of the War God himself. Naturally, no one dared to offend him. And if you offend a single private disciple, all the other personal disciples will probably appear as well.

Upon reaching the palace gate, Wharton left the carriage and casually headed inside with the other nobles.

The Martial Palace usually only had around a hundred or so senior ministers present for the morning court, but today was a special event. Many nobles who normally did not need to attend the morning court were present, and thus very many people there.

Ordinary imperial nobles were not even qualified to attend this ceremony. Those who participated were all people with power and authority. As for Wharton, he was the Prince who had received the title of nobleman from the Emperor himself, and thus he was qualified to participate.

The Martial Palace usually looked extremely large and empty, but now filled with over eight hundred nobles and senior ministers, it did not seem very large at all. People are everywhere.

“Blumer, congratulations. ”

In the middle of the palace, many people surrounded Blumer, warmly congratulating him. Big Brother Blumer is a Saint-level expert, whereas Blumer in the future will most likely become a Saint-level expert. Even the most powerful clans would not be that stupid as to infuriate a Saint-level expert.

Blumer silently nodded in response to each of the nobles.

"Worldly power?" Blumer doesn't care about that.

In his heart, what he really worshipped was his older brother, Olivier. Even the sword techniques he had utilized had been developed, then taught to him by Olivier.

Ever since he was young, Olivier has shown incredible talent, and he has always protected Blumer as well. If anyone dared to persecute Blumer, Olivier would definitely avenge his sister.

“Kakak trained alone on the top of that mountain. I wonder what level he has now reached. “Blumer wonders in heart to himself.

Almost nine years ago, his elder brother had entered the Saint level and had easily defeated the Stellar Sword Saint, Dillon. At that time, there were some who already believed that Olivier possessed the strength of a peak-level Saint expert.

But Olivier did not receive any gifts or titles. He had just left on his own, continuing his training.

Three years ago, Olivier started training alone on a barren mountain outside the imperial capital. No one knew how strong Olivier, who nine years ago already possessed a peak-level Saint power, was now.

“Maybe one day, my brother will reach the level of a God as well. ”In Blumer's heart, her brother was an undisputed genius. There was nothing that his brother could not resolve.

And indeed, this is the problem.

Olivier was so genius that even the God of War had sighed in praise and wanted to accept as a disciple.

"The Emperor's Majesty has arrived. “Many nobles noticed that the Emperor had arrived, and they immediately returned to their predetermined positions, forming a neat line when they paid their respects to the Emperor.

The Emperor of the O'Brien Empire, Johann O'Brien, was a fair Emperor, aside from a few biased issues.

Johann is quite tall, standing 1. It's 9 meters tall. Even after becoming Emperor, he continued to train his battle-qi, causing his body to become strong and sturdy. Dressed in his imperial robes, he sat on his imperial throne, staring at everyone.

"Haha, where's Blumer?" Emperor Johann laughed as he looked at his people. Today, Johann is very happy. Neither his father nor grandfather had the chance to bestow the rank of nobility on one of the War God's personal disciples, but he did.

This kind of opportunity will only happen once in a lifetime.

With nearly eight hundred people standing in front of him, Johann could not immediately see where Blumer was. Blummer out of the crowd. Standing in the middle of the palace, he bowed respectfully. "Blumer salutes you, Emperor. ”

There was a smile on Blumer's face.

Whenever anyone else put her on the same level as her brother, Blumer felt extremely proud.

“We are very happy that you can become a personal disciple of the God of War. Today, We will bequeath to you the hereditary peerage of the Marquis, a manor house on Boulder Street, a hundred guards, a hundred servants, and a hundred thousand gold coins. "Johann said loudly.

Everyone looked at Blumer with jealousy.

In general, with each generation, the rank of a Marquis noble would be lowered by one rank. If future descendants were incompetent, after several generations, they would become commoners again and the rank of nobility would disappear.

But hereditary noble titles are different. They never fell in rank. The hereditary rank of the Marquis was far more important than even most ordinary Dukedoms. The Empire had many dukes, over a hundred. But very few of them are hereditary.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. "Blumer bowed respectfully.

Johann nodded in satisfaction. Actually, this gift was predetermined. Each personal disciple of the God of War was given a Marquisdom, and in each case it was a hereditary title.

Amidst the crowd of nobles and senior ministers, Wharton looked at Blumer, standing proudly in the middle.

Previously, he had lost to Blumer when War God College selected honorary students. The rewards that the Emperor had previously given Wharton were the hereditary title of Count, fifty guards, fifty servants, and fifty thousand gold coins. Clearly, Blumer's reward was a higher level.

Wharton didn't really care about worldly goods.

But in his heart, Wharton already considered Blumer as an opponent. “Although he is almost ten years older than me, he is just an ordinary person. I am a Dragonblood Warrior. Both cancelled. No matter what happens, I will not allow myself to be weaker than him. “Wharton is very proud and stubborn.

But he hid this feeling in his heart.

“Blumer, today, our mood is very good. You are the first private disciple that We have bestowed the title of nobleman after We succeeded to the throne. Ha ha . Tell me, is there anything you want? As long as it makes sense, we will definitely agree. "Johann's voice sounded in the Martial Palace.

Everyone's gaze turned towards Blumer.

In fact, these words from Johann are just a form of politeness. Historically, most of the private disciples would say something like, “Thank you for your kindness, His Majesty the Emperor. “They actually won't ask for anything.

"Your Majesty, your servant does have a gift to ask for. "Blumer Said.

Wharton looked at Blumer with a slight surprise.

“Speak. “Johann generously waved his hand.

Blumer bowed before speaking. "Your Majesty, your servant has seen the Seventh Princess, and as soon as I see her, my heart is trapped by her. Your servant humbly pleaded for His Majesty to give me the Seventh Princess' hand to marry. ”

After he said this, everyone in the palace was stunned.

Asking to marry a princess!

Blumer is actually asking to marry a princess.

Hearing these words, Wharton felt his head dizzy. He shook his head, looking at Blumer fixedly in the middle of the palace.

Blumer just stared at the Emperor silently.

"Your servant humbly pleads with His Majesty to grant your servant's request. "Say Blumer again.

All the nobles and senior ministers nearby turned to look at Wharton. Who in the imperial capital did not know about Wharton and Nina? Just a moment ago, Caylan, the son of the Imperial Left Premier, personally sought out His Imperial Majesty to tell him that he would no longer pursue the Seventh Princess.

Many people believed that Wharton and Nina would definitely be a couple.

Even Emperor Johann had planned to choose a good day to marry Wharton and Nina. But Blumer's request causes Johann to suddenly reconsider.

Johann glanced at Wharton, who stood out among the crowd. At 2 o'clock 2 meters high, he was the tallest of the local nobles and ministers.

Chuckling, Johann said, "Blumer, We really want to give you this gift as well, but We also have to ask Nina what she thinks. Don't be impatient. Ha.huh…"

"Yes, Your Majesty. "Blumer didn't say anything more.

After the court was adjourned, Wharton exchanged quick glances with Blumer before the two left the Martial Palace. For Blumer to suddenly act in such a manner did indeed let Wharton off guard.

The emperor, Johann, took a walk in his flower garden. She's in a beautiful mood.

“That Olivier doesn't care about fame or glory. It was hard for me to recruit him. I was thinking about how to bring the Akerlund clan closer to me, but I didn't expect .. I didn't expect … "

To Johann, Olivier, who had defeated Stellar Sword Saint Dillon once Olivier entered Saint-rank, was indeed a person worthy of establishing a relationship with.

And his younger brother was a personal disciple of the God of War.

The Akerlund Clan, in the future, would almost certainly have two mighty Saint level fighters.

“Olivier is very strong when entering Saint-level. In the future, he would definitely be even more astounding. At the same time, I cannot refuse to give face to a personal disciple of the God of War. "Johann frowned. "But Wharton's …"

This was the reason why Johann did not directly agree at the Martial Palace.

Wharton and Nina really love each other.

"Wharton only had the support of the Dragonblood Warrior clan rotting away, while behind Blumer was the support of the War God and Olivier. ”

Johann really gave great weight to Blumer's position as the personal disciple of the God of War.

“I will keep delaying for now. No hurry. ”Johann decided to use the same strategy he had previously used against Wharton and Caylan when they wrestled against Nina. Only, in his heart, Johann was already leaning towards Blumer.

But what the nobles of the imperial capital, Channe, did not know was that at this moment, a group of six Saint-level experts Linley rushed towards the imperial capital.