As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

The Lionheart faction is still in its infancy and is not yet a threat.

But Douglas gave him a meaningful look: "I'm not talking about Charlotte, I'm talking about Roy."

"Roy Ironblad? He's certainly a very capable man, but he's just a knight under the Lionheart Queen..."

Before Jason finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of the king on the chessboard. He was stunned and looked at Douglas in disbelief.

The latter nodded silently, admitting his guess.

"The princess and the council all have a close relationship with him. They even obey his orders in a certain sense. I have a hunch that he's not just a pawn, but a chess player." Douglas said this, thinking back to the witch, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed. "Also, I always feel that he is a bit like Lyanna."

As princes of a country, they both have the support of domestic forces, and they also engage in factional struggles in order to gain more power.

Douglas, however, never understood why Lyanna was fighting for power, but he vaguely realized that Lyanna had her own plans, and her starting point was different from his own.

In this respect, Roy is the same.

He is gifted with extraordinary talent, great strength, profound influence, unfathomable and unpredictable, but he is not obsessed with power, as if he is focusing on something more important.

However, unlike Lyanna, Roy's help during the trial left a good impression on Douglas.

Roy and Jason were both Douglas's friends. Adhering to the principle of impartiality, Douglas advised, "Let me remind you, Roy Ironblad is no ordinary man. You'd better not treat him as a junior, but as an equal opponent."

Douglas's original intention was to remind Jason not to provoke others by relying on the power of the South China Sea faction.

But Jason was skeptical when he heard this, and even wondered if his old friend had been too discouraged by the cult during the trial.

Jason raised an eyebrow and tapped the table. "If he's as powerful as you say, how could he be a mere knight beneath Princess Lionheart?"

Chapter 37: Little Cotton-padded Jacket Still Little Cotton-padded Jacket

Before Douglas could reply, a member of the South China Sea faction suddenly stepped forward and saluted.

After getting Jason's nod of agreement, the man stepped forward and whispered a few words to him.

Roy and Lyanna's private meeting could not be hidden from the South Sea faction's spies.

However, what seemed like gossip to most students had a different meaning to the faction leader.

The prince of the South China Sea showed a hint of surprise at first, but then the heat that had disappeared appeared in his eyes.

He smiled gently at Douglas and said with interest, "I withdraw my previous statement. This junior is indeed quite interesting."

"I'd like to see how genuine this junior fellow is, who has received such high praise from you, the leader of the Jinsha."

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"So, you want to join the student council?"

Charlotte put down the teacup with a certain force, which was a little frightening compared to her calmness.

The slightly drooping brows and stern face gave off the aura of a king who was intimidating without even getting angry, which made Roy very pleased.

This girl has a bit of a kingly aura.

It would be even better if it wasn't directed at me. The young man complained in his heart, forcing a dry smile on his face.

Roy explained to the princess opposite him, "It's not finalized yet. It's just a possibility."

The elf girl sitting next to Charlotte suddenly said in a strange tone, "Oh, it's just possible that I'm in the same organization with a pretty senior and I are being affectionate and affectionate."

Roy was choked by what he said.

He guessed that Charlotte would be a little dissatisfied, but he didn't expect that Lian Nia would be so unhappy about this matter.

"No, that has nothing to do with it. Lyanna and I have nothing."

Charlotte crossed her legs and said sullenly, "If something really happened, would you still have a chance to defend yourself?"

Nia, leaning against a corner of the sofa with her cheek in her hand, muttered softly, "Not yet."

Ever since that night's private meeting with Lyanna, Charlotte's expression has become increasingly grim, and Nia's complaints have been endless.

Roy had originally thought that he had nothing to fear and could just let them rant about him. But after a few days of this, Roy started to get annoyed.

Especially since he had already explained the whole story, including how he had misunderstood Lyanna's kindness.

How could I, Roy, be someone who only cares about beauty? It's just a simple encounter, so it shouldn't be something you guys care about so much, right?!

Roy straightened up, his face stern, and he glared back at the two girls, saying firmly, "Let me make it clear first, I only contacted Lyanna for the sake of the King's Proof. I have absolutely no improper intentions!"

Being stared at by the young man's clear black eyes, both of them were moved and their momentum weakened.

Yes, how could my Roy leave me with another girl...

As soon as this thought came to mind, the two girls caught a glimpse of each other out of the corner of their eyes, and their mood suddenly became subtle.

However, they also understood the importance of the King's Certificate to Roy.

For other extraordinary people, even if they don’t improve their bloodline, the worst that can happen is that they inherit the family business and wait for death. But for Roy, who is being hunted by a cult, it is a matter of life and death.

Now Lyanna may have clues to the Proof of Kings, and it's rare for her to show goodwill, so we can't just leave her alone.

Even someone as tough as Charlotte couldn't help but lower her eyes and sighed slightly: "Forget it, I won't ask any more about this matter."

"Yeah, after all, it's for the King's Certificate. Just don't get into any trouble with the pretty sister." Nia on the side also nodded repeatedly.

Roy had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, but Nia suddenly said with a smile, "So, those rumors are all false, right?"

"What rumor?" Roy asked as he picked up his teacup.

Nia paused, wanting to speak but hesitant for a while, before looking away and whispering, "That's right, there are rumors that you guys were having secret meetings and doing, doing that kind of thing..."

"Puff!" Roy sprayed a mouthful of tea all over the table.

In fact, Nia just asked casually.

Whether it's Charlotte or Nia, they both understand that the so-called rumors are nine out of ten true, and anyone who believes them is stupid.

As for the inside information leaks about the passionate night between the student council president and the first-year junior, it was complete nonsense - if anything was going to happen, they should have come first, why would it be Lyanna's turn?

However, seeing the boy's reaction so big, the two girls became anxious on the spot.

Charlotte narrowed her eyes coldly and questioned, "Roy! What on earth did you do with her that day?!"

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't scare me. You wouldn't really be seduced into bed by her, would you?!" Nia's face turned pale, and her ears stood up in shock.

"No, no, you still don't believe me? How could I possibly do something to let you down?!"

"Then why are you panicking?" Charlotte asked sharply.

"Ah this..."

The young man, who had a guilty conscience, broke out in a cold sweat: "I swear to the Holy Light, I did nothing to Lyanna!"

Charlotte's expression had softened somewhat, but Nia once again keenly caught her blind spot: "Could it be that she did something to you?!"

Recalling the moment when he was pressed under Lyanna, Roy felt really guilty and didn't respond for a while.

This ambiguous attitude seemed to confirm Charlotte's suspicion, causing the two girls to become anxious.

Seeing that they were about to pounce on him and interrogate him, Roy, who was almost unable to withstand it, had to look for help to the little maid in the corner.

"Alice! You saw what happened that day, so help me explain...!"

Roy suddenly stopped talking halfway through.

Thinking back to Alice's indifferent attitude that night, he felt that asking Alice for help was the stupidest decision.

But the words were already spoken and could not be taken back. Charlotte and Nia both turned their heads to look in Alice's direction.

"By the way, Alice, you were there that day too!"

"So what did Roy do that day?!"

Alice, who had been silent all the time, raised her head and looked in Roy's direction.

There was no emotion on his calm face, as if he was a merciless angel judging sinners.

"That day, the master and the president were alone for a long time."

Roy's heart almost stopped when he heard this.

But in the end, Alice sighed softly, changed the subject, and calmly explained to the two girls, "But they were just chatting and didn't do anything excessive, so please rest assured."

With Alice's assurance, Charlotte and Nia finally put aside their doubts.

Roy finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his head weakly. He was glad that his little friend was still his little friend and did not let him get hurt by a momentary quarrel.

Otherwise I would be really wronged.

However, thinking back to the beautiful scene she saw, Alice couldn't help but tighten her skirt and lowered her head slightly.

As a maid, it is natural for her to help her master keep secrets.

It should be a matter of course.

Chapter 38 It’s not the senior’s turn to worry

After clearing up the misunderstanding, Charlotte and Nia didn't bother him anymore - they would just pinch his waist or press his hand as a warning when they were intimate.

As a gentleman, Roy naturally did not take the initiative to contact Lyanna.

Firstly, Lyanna herself said there was no rush for her, and secondly, Roy also wanted to wait and hear news from the academy.

Roy did not doubt Lyanna's intelligence network, but she was still inferior to the Magicians' Society where countless magicians gathered.

In particular, Roy had specifically confirmed that Lyanna only knew that he needed the remains of some mythical creature, but was unable to confirm whether the one she had was the proof of kingship that Roy needed.

Unless the situation on Lyanna's side changes, Roy is not in a hurry, so there is no need to take the initiative to contact Lyanna, lest the tigress at home give him a few more stamps.

Without the King's Certificate, Roy had to focus all his energy on the promotion of [Iron Blood].

But on the training ground, facing the fierce attack of his classmates holding double-edged swords, Roy casually waved his sword, but he seemed a little bored.

There were many practical training courses offered in the next semester, and there would even be opportunities to practice with second-year students. Roy also wanted to take the opportunity to practice and was somewhat looking forward to it.

Unfortunately, perhaps because he was used to fighting cultists, Roy's standards had become higher. After all, even his usual sparring partner, Alice, was at the level of Sequence 7.

Actually, this was a Sequence 8 Beyonder from the South Sea Country specializing in close combat, not bad at all. However, without the pressure of a life-or-death confrontation or the pressure of bloodline level, he felt a lack of enthusiasm.

With the use of the [False King], Roy could completely rival an average Sequence 6.

Even without the [False King], if his bloodline level is the same, Roy has few rivals thanks to his rich combat experience.

After fighting for less than five minutes, Roy seized the opponent's weakness and used an extremely tricky uppercut to knock the opponent's double-edged sword away.

There was a burst of cheers from all around, mostly from Roy's fellow countrymen from Lionheart.

The defeated young man covered his wrist with a look of disbelief.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior." Roy put away his sword and nodded slightly to show his respect.

At this moment, there was suddenly a burst of applause and a fresh male voice behind him.

"As expected of the Lionheart Princess's sworn knight and the winner of the Blue Trial. His skills are remarkable."

Suddenly, a girl's scream was heard from the crowd.

Looking back, what caught my eye was indeed that blue hair and that handsome face with an elegant temperament and obvious scholarly air.

Jason Hassan, the prince of the South Sea Kingdom and the leader of the South Sea faction.

Even without these titles, his face alone, which drove thousands of women crazy, was enough to make people impressed. However, his abilities were worthy of his titles.

Anyone who can compete with Douglas and the Witch Lyanna is naturally no ordinary person.

But Roy was a little wary of Jason's arrival.

In the original novel, this person had some issues with Charlotte. In reality, the Sands faction had been dealt a heavy blow, abandoning many of its previously managed locations. The Lionheart faction had already been clashing with the South Sea faction over how to take over these vacated areas.

"Thank you for the compliment, Senior, but I remember your actual combat training isn't here, right?"

"My work there is already finished, so I came here to see the rising star of the first grade."

Jason first gave Roy a rather elegant smile, then glanced at the young man who had just been defeated by Roy and said with emotion, "Haman is my retainer, and he's considered one of the best among the Sequence 8. It's really not easy for junior Roy to defeat him so easily."

"I'm only Sequence 8." Roy smiled faintly, neither cold nor indifferent.

A gleam flashed in Jason's eyes. "But he led the fight against the cult and achieved Sequence 8 in the Blue Trial. In a sense, isn't that more interesting than Sequence 7?"

"Would you mind chatting with me for a while?" The blue-haired young man glanced at the audience behind him.

Roy frowned slightly: "Can I say I mind?"