Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 350 - 350 170 The Coming of the Sovereign_2

350: Chapter 170: The Coming of the Sovereign_2 350: Chapter 170: The Coming of the Sovereign_2 After all, he could never hand over Olivia, no matter what.

But how had Olivia’s identity been exposed?

On second thought, Leon calmed down and let go of this worry.

He realized he had just been scaring himself.

If Olivia’s identity really had been leaked, the ones who should have come to his house that day would not have been Princess Ines, but the King’s Guard, there to capture the remnants of the former regime.

It must have been purely coincidental.

Leon looked over, glancing at the Sea Hawk emblem following the Princess and noticed alongside it a flag bearing the Western Sea Dragon emblem.

It seemed that Princess Ines’s forces were likely deeply connected with the Great Vestra Territory, perhaps allies.

Thus, when Count Rahman’s Duwana troops were stationed in Marching Town, the Princess and her army must have also come near Selva.

The reason she had given for hearing the legend of the Griffin and coming here was probably true.

…Such a grand joke fate was playing.

Unintentionally, Olivia had been on amicable terms and even met face-to-face with the daughter of her father’s murderer and the usurper of the Kingdom.

However, after giving it some thought, on that particular day, it was actually the Princess herself who was in more danger.

If Olivia had been vengeful, would the solitary guard accompanying the Princess have been able to stop Olivia’s sword?

Leon shook his head; he knew his little lion’s temperament all too well.

Unless Ines threatened someone Olivia cared about, she probably wouldn’t strike, even if she knew the other girl’s Princess identity….

Moreover, killing a young Princess would serve no purpose but to draw endless trouble to everyone involved.

And if one considered their ages…

Ines was even younger than Olivia.

By the time the Princess was born, the civil war had already ended for a year or two, so she definitely had never seen Olivia’s parents.

As for the Kingdom’s current records, the bloodline of the former King was documented to have died in the civil war at the Oran Royal Palace.

Unless it was someone who was familiar with Olivia’s parents, it would be difficult to deduce, from the young girl’s current appearance and behavior, that the former Queen hadn’t perished in that fire but instead escaped the Royal Palace, pregnant and in the company of Mr.

Brian Sr.

Leon took a small breath of relief for the moment.

The likelihood of exposing Olivia’s identity through Ines was minimal; otherwise, trouble would have come knocking long before now.

There were few in the world who could, upon meeting Olivia in person, spontaneously connect her to that identity.

As far as Leon knew, Lydwen III, the reigning King, was one and Count Trosa, who had supported the King in the past, was another.

Next would be the Dukes of West and Loman, belonging to the previous generation that knew the former King and Queen.

Especially those old nobles from the former court who had sided with the former King during the civil war, had been close to him, and were still alive today.

As for a generation like Ines, they probably wouldn’t be so sensitive.

Otherwise, within the Orland Kingdom, all those with blond hair and blue eyes would be in trouble.

…Standing on the city wall, Leon considered this, and although his deductions brought him some peace of mind, he honestly couldn’t be one hundred percent certain.

Should he take the opportunity to approach her and test the waters?

…

“What’s wrong?

You look so tense.”

Ines tilted her head, looking at the female guard beside her who kept looking back.

“I feel…

There are several gazes that have been constantly watching you,” Agatha said, looking back towards the direction of the city walls.

She could identify that a few of them were likely knights of the Farolis Family, their eyes fixed in this direction without shifting.

“Just let them watch, for there isn’t an inch of this proud figure I’m afraid to show to the subjects of the Kingdom~”

Ines said with a light laugh, lifting her chin slightly.

Agatha turned back helplessly, sighing, “Your Highness, His Majesty will certainly meet with General Trosa, so why come here to greet him, especially since Archers Castle has only recently fallen under Farolis control and is not a city rooted in the Kingdom’s strength.

I’m afraid the Thorny Flower Family cannot ensure your safety.”

Ines shook her head, fluttering her folding fan with her right hand: “…Greet?

No, no, no, I didn’t come here to greet my father.

I’m here to attend an important gathering of influential Lords as much as possible.

If I always stay wrapped up in layers of protection, away from others, then how will these nobles know that there is a Princess with some leverage who wishes to join their ‘game’?”

Agatha shrugged at these words, as if half understanding.

Ines turned her gaze back to the distant castle flying the Thorny Flower banner, “With the opportunity of a new Earl’s birth, I can leave an impression in the eyes of many lords I could not see in the past…

Impressions are very important, Agatha, even if the sword at my waist is merely for show, it still conveys a sufficient attitude to others.”

She then suddenly remembered something and jokingly said to the Female Knight who had given that amusing assessment, “Moreover, it just so happens that I can also meet that ‘lecherous’ Griffin Knight at the ceremony site where the Master of the Thorny Flower is to be conferred the title of Earl.

As a close retainer of the Farolis Family, he surely won’t be absent.”

Upon hearing this, Agatha became somewhat vigilant.

From the rumors in the countryside of Kosos learned after that day, it was said that the valiant Knight Leon had a fondness for “blond beauties.” She certainly couldn’t let that man entertain improper thoughts about Her Highness the Princess…

…The nobles who came to welcome the King’s personal visit arrived in the city one after another.

That night, Leon tossed and turned in his room, pondering how to approach the King’s daughter in military attire without arousing suspicion and to discreetly test her.

Since she was interested in Griffins, maybe he could tell her his Griffin could backflip?

Though it hadn’t done so on land, Little Gede and Kovis did indeed backflip while playing…

After much thought, he ultimately abandoned such a ludicrous excuse for striking up a conversation.

He would look for an opportunity at the upcoming banquet.

…

On the third day at Archers Castle, Leon was informed that the grand army of the Klonia Kingdom had arrived.

He was to get ready immediately and meet the noble procession to welcome the King’s personal visit to Archers.

However, they were specifically instructed not to ride horses that day.

So, armored and armed, the nobles and Knights of all ranks, with surprising harmony, formed an imposing marching procession and arrived at the plains outside the gates of Archers City.

The emblems of different families fluttered in the prairie winds, and the military nobles, adorned in exquisite armor, stood shoulder to shoulder according to their rank.

In the line of the Farolis, Leon held his Sword, silently waiting with the crowd for the arrival of His Majesty the King’s army.

He noticed that for some unknown reason, Baron Eriv had neither arranged for musicians nor servants to scatter flowers, which didn’t seem to fit the grandeur of welcoming the King before a celebration.

His eyes scanning the troops, Leon located the Princess he had seen the day before.

Princess Ines, clad in fitting armor, stood at the very front of the queue, alongside the highest-ranking lords.

As he watched the young girl’s armored figure and saw her beautiful golden braid fluttering in the wind, Leon couldn’t help but once again envision Olivia.

He grew more eager to find an armorsmith to craft a cleverly fitted set of Knight Armor for his lover at home.

He wondered just how striking Olivia would appear in custom-fitted armor.

Lost in his wild thoughts, it wasn’t long before the grand approach of a distant army emerged at the edge of Leon’s vision.

And just as he quietly awaited the slow approach of the regal procession, a sudden booming roar filled the sky above.

The deafening sound almost triggered an instinctive nervous response in the body, causing Leon to unconsciously grip his Sword tighter and look up in astonishment.

A massive body broke through the clouds, its giant wings cast a terrifying shadow as it swiftly swept over the crowd and soared upward.

— Roar —!!!

The Dragon’s cry resonated powerfully, a majestic sound echoing through the heavens.

“Dragon!…

Is that a Dragon?!” Lokhak and Azeryan both widened their eyes.

Even after witnessing all manner of magical sights and monsters in the past months, they couldn’t help but tremble at the mention of this legendary and terrifying existence.

Leon was somewhat more composed than the two, but as he watched the huge beast circling above the troops, measuring roughly twenty to thirty meters from head to tail, he still felt intense awe…

and envy.

Indeed!

To soar with Dragons, such is the true romance of men.

Alas, he had no idea when Death Claw would consent to take him skyriding.

While catching a brief glance of the Dragon majestically gliding sideways, he also saw the dignified figure atop it, sitting on a high saddle and wearing a crown.

That was undoubtedly the current King of Orland, Lydwen III.

Of course…

that was also, for Olivia, the true enemy who had murdered her father and usurped the throne.