Chapter 397 Chapter 191 Threat
Shiel’s long eyelashes trembled slightly. Immediately, the young girl raised her face and shook her head lightly but firmly.
She gently bit her lips, her ice-blue, lustrous beauty gazing seriously at the red-haired youth with a gentle smile.
“Engagement… I will not agree. Just now, I know how much my brother has done for me. Moreover, Douglas, I really don’t like you.”
“Even I, if refused so directly by a beautiful young lady, would likely be saddened,” Douglas said with a smile and a shake of his head. However, he seemed to be joking, and his words and expression indicated that he had already expected Shiel’s answer.
“However, gold and glory are easily obtained, but a lady’s heart is difficult to win. I am aware of such matters. Since Miss Shiel has answered this way…”
The red-haired youth smiled slightly, then picked up a golden imperial edict in his hand. The exquisite and magnificent surface was inscribed with solemn and formal text from both sides, along with advisory texts named “Law” and “Creed,” burning with a golden light.
This was the marriage contract bestowed by the King twenty years ago.
The answer flashed in everyone’s mind. Verafia’s gaze also fell upon this golden imperial edict. A ripple appeared in her golden eyes, and she could clearly see that this was indeed Lancaster’s work.
This edict, personally written by Lancaster, displayed far more than just the king’s authority and will. Compared to others, Verafia saw even more: the characters written on the golden edict already touched upon a concept beyond the surface of matter, a concept called “Life” and “Form.”
This concept was almost related to the operation of material rules. In other words, even Eggesti, who stood at the very peak of the Sacred Domain, would be powerless if Douglas did not wish to break the engagement.
“Rules and concepts… Is this Lancaster really that strong? But if so, how has he not yet entered the realm of deity?” Verafia muttered with a slightly displeased expression, looking down slightly.
Verafia’s situation was even worse than she expressed. Although Oran Solske had warned her in the City of Blood that Lancaster’s realm was even closer to immortality than his own, now, just by looking at this written edict, the Sacred Sword Monarch, who sat high on the throne of Peka, was likely far beyond that.
The ability to touch rules and concepts… In Verafia’s understanding, this was a power that even many lower-tier deities in the era of gods had not mastered. And this was the Lancaster of twenty years ago.
Iggerto gently touched the girl’s delicate little hand. “Veer?”
“Ah. I just suddenly thought… your king is not as simple as you think.” Verafia tilted her little face up, blinked her gorgeous golden eyes, and said crisply.
On the other side, Shiel’s gaze also lifted the moment Douglas picked up the marriage contract. The red-haired youth smiled at her, and with a slight force of his fingers, a golden flame ignited from his palm.
“Lord Douglas, you cannot!” It was Yagmein who spoke. Douglas’s earlier obstruction had forced him to hold back until now, but seeing the red-haired youth really about to burn the marriage contract, he couldn’t help but stop him.
Of course, Yagmein knew that he had little influence on the red-haired youth, so he looked directly at Shiel on the other side, his face full of anxiety: “Shiel, Father was injured by an heretic from the Church of the Dead Word a month ago and has not been able to recover. Douglas has brought the Life Divine Medicine that can cure all poisons! Shiel, you wouldn’t want your grandfather to remain asleep forever, would you?”
“Grandfather… Life Divine Medicine?” Shiel was stunned.
“Heh, I didn’t expect Uncle Yagmein’s news to be so well-informed.” The red-haired youth smiled slightly on his face, raised his pair of blood-gold eyes, and waved his hand in front of him, and a box of emerald green jade medicine appeared in the air.
Even though the medicine was sealed by runes, the life aura reflected by it alone made those around them feel a surge of strong life force, and even the hidden injuries and illnesses in their bodies were rapidly repaired and replenished.
“To be frank, I was fortunate enough to obtain this Life Divine Medicine from a ruin of the Goddess of Life, Siruthcelis,” Douglas turned back to the suddenly silent girl in front of him and smiled with his handsome, gentle face. “Because I heard that Lord Ward was injured by an heretic from the Dead Word, I brought it to Lorinc, intending to give it as a gift to Miss Shiel, but…” Douglas’s voice clearly paused here.
“Shiel, think about how much your father has cared for you over the years.” Seeing the hesitation flicker across the girl’s exquisite face, Yagmein hurriedly transmitted his voice to her: “Uncle, I’m not asking you to accept his engagement, but Shiel, you don’t have to refuse so resolutely.” Of course, Yagmein’s telepathic communication with Shiel did not escape Verafia’s notice. The girl slightly raised her delicate eyebrows, and her gaze fell back on the Life Divine Medicine in front of Lancaster, a hint of novelty appearing in her gorgeous, scorching gold eyes.
Suddenly, she felt Iggerto’s touch on her small hand. Verafia slightly raised her pretty face, and what appeared in her big eyes was the anxious expression of the black-haired youth. “Young Lady, what Douglas said… is it true?”
“You ask this… En, let this young lady see, this kind of divine power aura, it’s most likely not wrong.” Verafia said crisply, “However, this Douglas’s luck is really good. The Goddess of Life, Siruthcelis, even this young lady hasn’t seen her, yet this guy managed to find her divine power.”
Iggerto’s expression became even more anxious. He suddenly gritted his teeth, ready to step forward to respond for Shiel. However, his hand was held by the girl’s innocent jade-like small hand.
“Iggerto, why are you so anxious… is it because of your sister, and that grandfather named Ward?” Looking at the girl’s slightly raised porcelain-white face, Iggerto was silent for a moment and nodded heavily. Unlike himself, the former clan leader, Marquis Ward, had always shown great concern and affection for Shiel. When the girl was young, besides him being by her side, Shiel was mostly raised by her grandfather.
Therefore, this was why Shiel, upon learning that the old marquis had been assassinated by the Church of the Dead Word and remained unconscious, had rushed back to Lorinc from the Royal Capital without delay… This time, Yagmein used the Life Divine Medicine as a threat, and knowing Shiel’s personality, he would most likely grit her teeth and agree.
“Pfft… If that’s the case, then Iggerto, you don’t have to worry!” Verafia tilted her small face up, blinked her big eyes, and her delicate body let out a crisp laugh.
The girl lightly moved her small feet in her lotus-like boots, walked in front of Shiel, and her big eyes looked at the red-haired youth opposite her.
“Hey, it looks like you want to use this divine medicine to threaten Shiel… But have you ever thought that such a calculated plan might actually fail?”
