Doom Knight System

I don't know how long he slept before Lancelow woke up from his coma. He passed out after entering the private airship, and he didn't know anything about it after that.

"Huh...!" Lancelot took a long breath, moved his hands and feet, then stepped on the cold floor and walked to the window, opened the floor-to-ceiling curtains casually, and let the golden sunlight pour in , shining on his powerful body.

His current muscle lines are quite clear, and all the muscles are arranged in the most reasonable way. Although he does not look as exaggerated as the barbarian, his explosive power is more powerful. After the battle with Radamandis in the void and illusion, he Already acquired Radamandis, or all of his own fighting methods.

With a thought, a knight's sword about two meters long appeared in his hand. It was a semi-divine weapon, and the peak legendary treasure Tyrfing shone brightly in the sun. The scabbard was made of a dark black metal, engraved with With complicated patterns, the hilt is wrapped with the skin of a giant dragon, and when you hold it with both hands, you can feel a wave of violent spiritual power continuously pouring out of the sword.

Lancelow did not pull out Tyrfing, but put the legendary treasure back into the soul-locking stone, and then turned around. At this time, the door just opened.

"You have been sleeping for three days. The experience in the palace must have been difficult." Mrs. Miranda came in with a plate of breakfast.

Lancelot was only wearing a pair of underpants, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all. He sat back on the bed, picked up the bread and stuffed it into his mouth, paired with a few pounds of ham, and it was wiped out in the blink of an eye.

"Your subordinates have already been here, you should stay with me and have a good rest." Mrs. Miranda gently handed over a cup of hot milk, and said, "Take time to settle the affairs of the noble council, the city of sanctuary cannot continue to be chaotic. gone."

If it was changed to before, maybe Lancelow would not agree, but after seeing the background of the Ingrey royal family, he changed his mind. Since it cannot be replaced, the best result is to compromise, and to seek the greatest value in the compromise. Benefit.

Lancelot touched his nose, reached out to stop Mrs. Miranda's slender waist, turned over and pressed her under her body, looked into the other's eyes, and asked, "Do you think I'm someone else?"

"Why do you ask that?" Mrs. Miranda turned her head unnaturally, not daring to meet Lancelot's eyes.

For the first time, Lancelow treated Mrs. Miranda roughly, forcibly turning her head around, and then vented his dissatisfaction with an unprecedented storm.

Mrs. Miranda passively endured Lancelow's anger. She knew why in her heart, but she didn't mean to blame him at all. Instead, she gently put her arms around Lancelow's neck, pressed it against his ear, and said slowly: "Today I am yours. I have never used you as a substitute for others. You are you and you can never be replaced."

Lancelot remained silent and didn't intend to stop, but slowly softened.

A whole day passed, and it wasn't until the next morning that Lancelot woke up. He stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, his body lazy and unwilling to move.

He had a tacit understanding with Mrs. Miranda and did not mention Radamandes. Maybe this relationship was not as pure as imagined at the beginning, but Lancelow didn't care at all.

Mrs. Miranda has already left the space, using the key of heaven to personally deliver the goods to the Angel Legion. This kind of busyness makes Lancelow wonder when she will be able to see her again.

After getting dressed, Lancelot returned to the Bauhinia Manor in Lavis' space, where many people were already eagerly waiting.

Just like Mrs. Miranda said, some things must be resolved immediately, because Baron's assassination of Yabo has caused a lot of space to fall into turmoil, and now the Guard Knights can barely suppress it, but with the various models With the emergence of civilian mechas, the advantages of guard knights below the knight commander's level in confrontation are no longer obvious.

A round table, two cups of hot tea.

In the fragrant and warm tea, Lancelow saw Ya Ya. After the assassination, this man, apart from his pale complexion, was surprisingly in good spirits. There was an unusually firm look in his eyes, as if he had been completely reborn.

"How is the situation now?" Lancelot asked, tapping his right hand rhythmically on the armrest of the seat.

Ya Ya looked very respectful, and after putting down the cup, he said: "The noble council has restored my right to run, thereby replacing Barron in the final election. Someone sent a message, hoping that I can give up being the speaker, and then I will be compensated for a deputy. The position of speaker can support the passage of three budget proposals at the same time."

"Hehe. Some people still don't give up. This news is not for you, but for me through your mouth." Lancelot sneered.

Yabo raised his head and asked, "So. Do I want to give up the campaign? The Knights of the Guard have already clashed with the poor people who are marching. If the conflict continues, there may be riots."

"Don't worry, the matter is not that bad. I already have a solution, and I will implement it in a short time." Lancelow shook his head, then paused for a while, feeling the need to appease the pawn in front of him, and revealed Made a little plan for the future.

"The purpose of my intervention in the noble council is to expand the orders of the Lancelot factory, so you must become the speaker to have the right. Now that the other side refuses to give up, the only way is to split the council.

The noble council is divided into two, the upper council represents noble knights and the royal family, and the lower council represents ordinary merchants, farmers and so on. "

"But what's the point of this? Those noble knights will never allow their rights to be shared." Ya Ya said with a wry smile. He felt that Lancelot was whimsical, especially since Lancelot was still a member of the noble knights. , This kind of proposal is no different from digging a corner of your own house. It is like putting a shackle around your neck, and no one will agree.

Lancelot was quite confident, and said, "Don't worry about it, prepare to be the first speaker of the House of Commons."

Things were not unexpected. Although the proposal of the House of Commons caused an uproar, it passed strangely. The royal family and most of the nobles supported the proposal, and the House of Commons was formed as quickly as possible.

"The House of Commons has the power to legislate, supervise the government, and supervise finances. The conclusion of treaties and the formulation of financial budgets must first be reviewed and approved by the House of Commons."