Online game: Confession of love to a noble daughter at the beginning

The huge city gate was open, and two rows of majestic knights stood on both sides of the gate, seriously checking the documents of passers-by.

"Please come in."

After carefully checking the documents of a merchant, a knight returned them respectfully and waved to the next carriage to enter the city.

The caravan with the emblem of the Cravenner family pulled a long queue of goods, raised dust, passed through sparse paths, and stepped into the capital.

The knights saw the emblem of the Cravenner family on the cargo box of the team, and their hearts were suddenly tense to the extreme.

They were very familiar with this family logo.

The knights encouraged each other, and the steel armor collided slightly, making a low sound.

Finally, a knight was pushed out by his companions. He looked back at his teammates with some embarrassment, but he had already walked to the front and could only bite the bullet to conduct a routine inspection of the Cravenner family's caravan.

The caravan took out all the necessary documents.

After confirming that the documents were complete, the goods were inspected.

The knight lifted the curtains blocking the wagons one by one, and gradually felt relieved when he saw the fully qualified goods.

He checked each carriage skillfully and briskly, and gradually relaxed.

Until the last carriage stopped, before the knight checked, the curtain of the carriage was automatically opened.

The knight was slightly stunned and slowly raised his head.

I saw a man in a black windbreaker sitting inside.

His eyes moved up and met Victor's eyes.

At that moment, the knight seemed to feel that his heart stopped beating.

Blood rushed to the brain rapidly, and his limbs trembled.

Facing Victor's cold eyes, he felt like a lamb being slaughtered.

The knight trembled and hurriedly bowed to Victor:

"Count Victor...Victor."

"Welcome...back."

Who in the whole capital doesn't know Victor?

Member of the Mage Council, Chief Professor of the Royal Magic Academy, Private Tutor of the Imperial Princess, Patriarch of the Cravenna Family.

Even, he was the former leader of the Knights, Gwen Delin's fiancé.

Victor nodded lightly, and the curtain of the carriage closed automatically again.

The knight in front saw that there was no abnormal signal, removed the roadblock, and let the carriage pass.

The knight who was checking was stunned, his eyes dull.

The one who was lying in Count Victor's arms just now...

It seems to be... Knight Commander Gwen?

...

A carriage slowly drove towards Delin's mansion, and the gentle sound of wheels echoed in the quiet street.

The servant noticed that the carriage with the Clevenna family emblem was coming, and hurried back to the mansion to report.

A moment later, Kefla walked out of the mansion, pushed open the door, and greeted her.

However, she unexpectedly saw Victor standing next to the carriage.

Before she could say anything more, Victor's finger lightly touched.

Then, green light surged from his fingertips and merged into the ground of the carriage along his fingers.

A few vines gradually grew out of the ground, rising up and gently lifting Gwen, who was lying in a coma in the carriage.

Kefla was startled when she saw Gwen lying motionless on the vines. She ran forward and took her from the vines into her arms.

At this moment, Victor's voice came from behind:

"She has been in a coma since yesterday. Take good care of her."

After Victor finished speaking briefly, he got on the carriage and slowly drove away from the Delin Mansion.

Kefla looked at the unconscious Gwen carefully.

Her face was calm and her complexion did not change. It was almost impossible to tell whether she had any disease.

But she just closed her eyes and was unconscious.

Kefla frowned, gently stroked Gwen's forehead, and worriedly said to herself:

"How could it become like this?"

...

Victor sat quietly in the fleeting carriage, leaning against the window, staring at the scenery flowing on the street.

Listening quietly to the sound of wheels rolling over the stone brick road.

A crow stood opposite him, picked up cherries from the plate, and ate them into its stomach through its beak.

While enjoying the deliciousness of the cherries, it looked at the quiet Victor and slowly said, "Are you ready?"

Victor didn't react much, just simply replied, "Maybe."

From the beginning, Victor has been trying to change Gwen's impression of him.

Keep a distance between them and try to make Gwen more dependent on him.

And now, he has almost done it.

Every move of Gwen is almost in Victor's eyes,

However, he made a wrong judgment.

That is, Gwen has been targeted by someone for a long time.

[Believers of the Goddess]

The goddess they believe in has no time to arrange believers,

But only believers will miss the goddess coming back to the world all the time.

So, they want to ensure that Gwen cannot be polluted.

"I didn't intend to deal with these things before, but now."

Victor's eyes flashed with a cold light, like obsidian:

"They should be cleared away."

Vega stretched out his wings, put it to his mouth, and yawned.

"You have to think about it carefully. Although God no longer cares about the world, but..."

"You have dealt with those fanatical believers, which will also attract the attention of the goddess."

Victor turned his head and looked at Vega:

"Don't you still have you."

"Me? Don't be kidding."

Vega flapped his wings and stood on Victor's shoulder.

"I'm just an ordinary crow."

Victor's face was still calm:

"That's enough."

This is a game.

And as a player,

Victor will not refuse any challenge.

The carriage crossed the dusty road, leaving two ruts on the wheels, and slowly drove along the depths.

…

Today's Royal School of Magic is particularly lively.

In sharp contrast to the quietness of the previous holidays, countless students and parents gathered here, and various noble carriages stopped outside the school to escort their important children into the school.

Today is the first day of the new semester and the day of the freshman assessment.

The crowd surged in front of each wizard tower, waiting to enter the assessment.

The professors stood on the top of each wizard tower, constantly calling the candidates to enter.

The wizard tower was filled with heavy and messy books, and only a few large wooden tables were placed in front of the professors.

There was white paper on the table, and a white feather pen was placed next to it, but the tip of the pen was stained with traces of ink.

A professor took the list, pushed his glasses, and read the names:

"Bruce Cade."

"Pixar Maulson."

…

The students whose names were called showed confidence on their faces and walked into the portal with their heads held high.

The professor continued to look at the list and called out the names casually:

"Aurelian..."

"Hmm?"

The professor pushed his glasses and brought the list close to his eyes. He was stunned when he saw it.

"Aurelian Sol... Sol!?"

When this name was called out, even he himself was a little bit unbelievable. The list in his hand trembled and his eyes widened.

After hearing this name, the other students also sat in their seats blankly with a blank expression.

Under the blue sky of the Mage Tower, countless students were like scattered pearls, anxiously waiting for the professors to mention their names.

When they heard this name in the wide square, they also widened their eyes.

Who?

Aurelian Sol! ?

In the crowd,

In the surging crowd, a girl with long silver hair like a waterfall slowly walked out.

The clothes she wore were simple and generous, but they perfectly showed her peerless face in the sun.

Aurelian gently reached behind her head and brushed aside her flowing hair.

An air of elegance and nobility immediately emanated from her.

She calmly stepped into the teleportation array and walked into the Mage Tower under the gaze of everyone.

When she entered and looked into the professor's eyes, she smiled slightly.

With the elegant and noble temperament of the royal family, she bowed to the professor very dignifiedly.

The other students looked at the elegant Aurelian, stunned in their seats, with their mouths open, staring blankly at this unique girl.

They watched Aurelian take her seat quietly, and were extremely shocked.

Her Highness, actually, took the same test as them! ?

This!!!

After all, Aurelian is the princess of the empire.

To enter the Royal School of Magic, it is basically just a matter of a word from the royal family.

The dean was eager to personally come forward and invite the princess to study at the academy.

But being shocked is shocking, being a princess does not mean that she is also a special genius.

Although Aurelion's actual combat achievements are very loudly publicized.

But the written test is a written test, which is completely different from the actual combat.

This also makes many students still encourage themselves after being shocked.

They feel that they still have a chance to surpass this princess.

After a brief shock, the professor gently cleared his throat and continued to summon other candidates.

Every student who stepped into the classroom would be shocked when he saw the princess.

But then, they could only comfort themselves and cheer themselves up with the same reason as other candidates.

Soon, when each candidate sat down, the professor turned an ancient hourglass upside down and solemnly announced:

"The exam begins, and the time is two hours."

"Each student's exam questions are on the white paper on the table.Please use the quill pen provided to answer the questions, but do not break the quill pen. "

"Also, the ink will not run out."

The professor raised his head, glanced at Aurelian, and continued:

"You have ten minutes to mark the papers."

After that, he leaned on the podium, the magic circle behind him was slightly bright, and he wandered around the room with his sight, staying on every student.

Any subtle movement could not escape his observation.

The students were immersed in the test papers, frowning.

Some sighed from time to time, and some couldn't help but stroke their foreheads, trying to find clues to the answers.

The seat made a creaking metal sound, and many sighs and grinning sounds were heard from time to time.

Seeing this, the professor then reminded loudly:

"Quietly review the questions, no talking allowed! "

Ten minutes passed quickly, and at the bottom of the hourglass, only a handful of sand was left.

At first, many students were still standing there in confusion, like sculptures, with their pens resting on the blank test paper, not knowing how to write.

However, Aurelian was different from them. She crossed her hands across her chest and moved her fingers slightly.

The feather pen in front of her seemed to have life, automatically answering questions according to her wishes.

Its speed was much faster than normal people's writing, and it was almost completely synchronized with Aurelian's thinking.

After just a moment, she raised her arm gracefully: "I'm done."

"Hmm?"

"Ah?"

"Fuck?"