Overlord, I don't want to be the Holy Queen's Great Sword

At first he just wanted to obtain the status of a noble, but now he has the honor of meeting the king of a country?

For a moment, the heart of this 19-year-old teenager was filled with turmoil.

A few days later, at the Imperial Arena.

Gilkenifer, full of high spirits, came to the arena again, and this time he specially called the person in charge of the arena.

Instantly, the person in charge of the arena hurried over in a panic, forcing a smile on his face.

But the smile soon faded as Gilkniver's brows furrowed further and further.

"What's going on? Why isn't there a match for Kulev Palantynen today?"

"Isn't he a gladiator in your arena?"

Gilkniver asked dissatisfiedly, and the person in charge of the arena also wiped the sweat off his forehead and spoke hesitantly.

"This...this..."

"Your Highness, you may not know that Kulev Palantinen has already resigned from his status as a gladiator a few days ago. Now..."

"Now he..."

"What's wrong with him now?"

Gilkniver asked quickly.

"We don't know where he is now!"

The person in charge of the arena said in a desperate tone.

In fact, he guessed where the other person went, but if he really said it out loud, what if His Royal Highness the Prince asked him why he didn't stop him at that time, how would he explain it?

So it’s better not to say anything.

Moreover, they have hardly seen each other in the imperial capital recently.

After saying this, the person in charge of the arena looked at his nose, looked at his heart, and kept silent.

In the VIP room, only Gilkniver's puzzled expression was left, which eventually condensed into a few large words.

Are you kidding me again?

14

Chapter 14 is full of twists and turns.

Inside the Holy Kingdom’s palace, two figures collided quickly.

Sarah II, wearing heavy silver-white armor, holding a mace in one hand and a shield in the other, continued to fight against the fast-flying figures in the spacious room.

The gale is broken, the gale is super broken!

With the help of martial arts, Kulev moved quickly in the room, waving the long sword in both hands, like a sickle-weasel in the wind, swinging the sword light to attack Sarah II from time to time.

As early as when he became a gladiator in the arena, Kulev discovered a problem.

For someone like him who is good at quick attacks, is it better to have two swords or a two-handed sword?

The former has a fast and flexible attack frequency, while the latter is longer and has a faster start-up speed than dual swords.

Logically speaking, he should have chosen dual swords, but a match in the arena made him give up this option.

The reason is simple, he is not a power-type fighter.

Although he learned the strength-enhancing martial art Flesh Rising from a gladiator, the power of his dual swords pales in comparison when he encounters magical beasts such as the Tob High-level Tiger.

After all, you are only holding the knife with one hand. If you cannot hurt the opponent, then no matter how fast your attack frequency is, it will be useless.

So he later changed to a two-handed sword. After all, there is a difference between using both hands and using only one hand.

From then on, he was almost invincible, except for the sixth generation King of Martial Arts.

But I didn't expect to encounter a hard rock today.

In the spacious practice room, countless blade lights tore through the air, whistling, and rushed towards Sarah II at an unprecedented speed. When they were about to tear him into pieces, suddenly!

clang clang clang!

No matter how many attacks came, they were all blocked by the medium-sized kite-shaped shield that moved a tiny distance.

From beginning to end, Sarah II, as the Holy King, only took a slight step back.

For a moment, Kulev couldn't help feeling a little overwhelmed.

So hard!

Although it was a bit offensive, Culliver felt like he had encountered a human-shaped Angelica Iron Turtle.

This large alligator snapping turtle, which is nearly half a person's height, is always fearless due to its thick shell. The opponent's strong limbs and huge bite force can always bite you unexpectedly in a short period of time.

Not to mention people, even armor made of mountain copper can be chewed up by the opponent, and both the person and the armor can be eaten.

Basically no creature can withstand this attack.

The Holy King in front of him was just like this to Kulev. The mace that had been hiding behind him was like the crocodile head that was huddled in the shell of the Angelica Iron Turtle.

Because of the obstruction of the human body, it is difficult to judge the opponent's attack route, just like you can never judge where the bloody mouth of Angelica Iron Turtle will bite. You can only be careful, careful, and careful again.

But Kulev himself was the one who took the initiative to attack, and he could easily fall into this trap if he was not careful.

This was the first time he encountered such a helpless opponent.

In the past, when faced with such a situation, Kulev would usually use his many weapons to resolve it.

Throwing axes, crossed daggers, and maces.

But this time it was different.

Firstly, the other party is the Holy King, the father of Her Royal Highness the Princess to whom he is loyal.

Secondly...

He found that he did not have as many props as the opponent.

Kuliev thought he was powerful enough, with all kinds of props appearing one after another, but he didn't expect that the Holy King on the opposite side was even more outrageous.

He had two more maces in reserve and asked why. But he was stunned by what the Saint King said.

This is a habit I had when I went to the battlefield before, otherwise I would be left with no weapons in the end.

Just this one sentence made him make three rules with the Saint King. After all, it was just a competition, and it would be better not to touch his secondary weapons.

I didn't expect that as a result, I would be the one who was helpless.

If time could go back, he really wanted to go back a few hours or even a few days ago and slap himself in the face, and then give himself some good advice.

Do not underestimate His Majesty the Holy King.

Looking back now, Kulev really thinks he is funny.

At first, when he agreed to follow Princess Karko back to the Holy Kingdom, he was excited but also a little uneasy, fearing that His Majesty the Holy King would look down on his background.

Later, he had a smooth journey and even met His Majesty the Saint King. Instead of looking down on him because of his background, after learning about his abilities, His Majesty simply tested him and agreed to confer the title on him. However, he would need to go to the eastern border of the Great Wall for further training.

But this was nothing to Kulev. Although he heard that there were all kinds of sub-human invasions at the Eastern Wall and it was very dangerous, wasn't there life and death in the arena every day?

And he heard that there were two other talented warriors of the same type as him.

For Kulev, becoming stronger by competing with the strong is also a happy thing.

During the period of being granted the title, Kulev would occasionally learn some combat skills and martial arts from some warriors in the palace.

The unique talent of a warrior is fully displayed.

At this point, his heart began to swell and become proud, and he began to feel that he was quite powerful.

Finally, we had today's competition.

"Your Majesty, can I admit defeat?"

Kulev looked at Sarah II who held the shield across his face and helplessly put down the two-handed sword in his hand.

I can’t chew it. I really can’t chew it.

"Hahaha, young man, your patience is running out!"

Sara II put down his weapon with a smile: "I don't feel tired yet."

"Your Majesty, you are in very good health."

Kulev praised sincerely. As a warrior, he knew the Saint King was quite powerful the first time he saw him, but he felt that he should be inferior to himself. However, he did not expect that the reality was the opposite.

"Okay, kid, stop looking so dejected."

Sara II saw what Kulev was thinking and consoled him: "We just don't get along very well, and this is just a competition."

"If we really fight, I may not be your opponent."

"But there is one thing I want to remind you of."

"Your Majesty, please."

"You need to practice some more powerful moves. There are many demihumans on the Eastern Wall who are tougher than me."

"Do you think what I said before about breaking all my secondary weapons was a lie?"

Sarah II looked at Kulev and snorted, then continued his arrangements.

"Once you reach the border, you will report to Grand Duke Soskov. He is Karko's uncle and he will arrange your future affairs."

"Kulev, you are Karko's guard, and I don't know why my daughter always wants to go out and get a fiefdom."

"I have no choice but to let her do what she wants. But I don't want my daughter to be isolated and helpless after arriving at the fiefdom. So, Kulev, do you understand what I mean when I ask you to go there?"

Sarah II patted Kulev's shoulder gently. At this moment Kulev was so excited that his face almost turned red.

"Yes, I understand, Your Majesty!"

"Very well, don't let me down, Kulev."

After that, Sarah II invited Kulev to take off his armor aside, and at this time the guard in charge of guarding the door came in to help as if he had clairvoyance.

However, when he took off his armor, there was always a flickering light in Sarah II's eyes. After Kalco left, some nobles in the southern part of the Holy Kingdom could be said to be a little restless!

At the same time, at the branch of the Wind Flower Scripture located in the Holy Kingdom of Hebans, Andre and Iben, who were in charge of the branch, looked seriously at the order from the Slane Theocracy in front of them.

Try to put the Holy Kingdom Saint Karko on the throne as much as possible to help the Church...

15

Chapter 15 Who Died?!

"Help the Theocracy change the Holy Kingdom's faith?"

"What on earth are the High Priests thinking about?"

Andre slammed the information in his hand on the table with an annoyed look on his face. How could such a thing be possible?

Can a country’s beliefs be changed at will?

And do you really think that the Holy Kingdom Temple is a vegetarian?

While Andre was angrily thinking about how to write a letter to the six chief priests to reject this matter, Iben beside him fell into silence for a long time.

"I think I know what's going on."

Iben touched his chin, suddenly looked at Andre and said, "Do you remember what happened recently?"

Andre glanced at Iben unhappily.

"Are you talking about those little tricks used by the southern nobles?"

During this period, something went wrong with the southern nobles. After Princess Karko left the Holy Kingdom, they suddenly began to propose to the Holy King to distribute the territories to the various princes and princesses.

Many nobles in the south were even willing to donate part of their own territory to accommodate those princes and princesses.

But they only have one request.

That is to place the territory of the talented and intelligent Highness Karko at the Eastern Great Wall, the closest to the front line.

The reason is very simple, because Her Royal Highness the Princess is very intelligent and her abilities are second to none. If Her Royal Highness's territory can be placed in the Eastern Great Wall, it will surely be able to effectively resist the attacks of the subhumans.

The great nobles in the south, especially those led by the Purple-robed Master who was awarded the title of Purple, one of the nine colors, were frantically advising the Holy King.