You've found the Gusha-hime Knight, so put your hair up in a bun!

It is the largest knightly order in terms of both number of members and scope of authority and combat participation.

The Iron Thorn Knights have varying talents, and they mainly rely on combat skills and military formations to serve as the main force in the front-line battles against the Demon Realm.

In addition, internal counter-insurgency and counter-terrorism are also within its scope of responsibility.

The Knights Order is divided into the following ranks from top to bottom: Grand Master (1 person); Grand Knight Commander (3 people); Knight Commander (9 people).

Next are intermediate knights and apprentice knights, with no limit on the number of people.

As the first princess, Zeno also has another identity—the Grand Knight Commander of the Iron Thorn Knights.

Chapter 139 Skill Release Without Pre-cast Animation (3k)

Before Anya suddenly fell seriously ill and Shiloh stripped off his supernatural circuits to cure her, the frontline battle was intense, so Zeno, who was the Grand Knight Commander, was recalled.

If she had still been in the capital at that time, everyone who was gossiping about Xiluo behind her back would have kept their mouths shut. Otherwise, Princess Zeno, known as the "Blood Princess," would have visited them one by one.

"It's alright, this isn't your fault. I'll deal with those who are making a big fuss about it one by one."

Shiloh waved his hand, calming Zeno down.

Upon hearing this, Zeno bit her lip and fidgeted with her fingers on her thigh, as if hesitating about something.

"That... cough, that matter was her own will, it has nothing to do with the royal family. Don't think that everyone in the royal family is like that."

Xi Luo opened her slightly narrowed eyes, looked to the side with some surprise, and said, "Of course I know this is her own choice, but I'm a little surprised that you would go out of your way to protect the royal family's reputation."

Zeno raised the corners of his lips slightly and shrugged, saying, "What I mean is, don't let her cause a rift between you and me."

"Ha, that's more like you... But don't worry, I'm very clear about these things. Besides, it was just a political marriage in the first place."

With his hands behind his head, Xi Luo gazed at the setting sun, and the image of a white-haired, golden-eyed loli girl appeared in his mind.

Otivia, the third princess of the empire, also known as the Silver Princess, is Shiloh's former fiancée.

After Xiluo's extraordinary talent disappeared, he took the initiative to request the annulment of the engagement, and Xiluo readily agreed.

Aside from Zeno, she was the only other member of the royal family with a relatively good relationship with Shiloh.

The circumstances surrounding the engagement were quite absurd. Firstly, it was to strengthen the bond between the Wells family and the royal family. Secondly, after drinking heavily with His Majesty, Flint and His Majesty signed an engagement with the power of rules in their drunken state.

Since Otivia wanted to end the engagement in such a casual way, Shiloh naturally agreed.

Of course, the most important point is that Otivia is really not Shiloh's type.

If it were just a young, innocent-looking girl's figure, that would be fine.

The problem is that Otivia is like a delicate doll; she rarely shows any expression and always treats people with a cold and indifferent demeanor.

While she was undoubtedly a genius in areas such as the extraordinary, politics, and strategy, as a woman, she was far inferior.

A hand grenade might be the right thing to do.

However, a cold, hard grenade is absolutely wrong.

Therefore, when Otivia proposed to annul the engagement, Shiloh agreed without much hesitation.

"A political marriage...you really didn't have even the slightest feeling for her?"

Upon hearing this, Zeno's golden eyes flashed with a hint of joy, but he then pretended to be indifferent and asked softly.

"It's just friendship."

A complex look flashed in Xi Luomo's eyes. Although Otivia's annulment of the engagement was nothing to him.

However, the fact that it happened precisely at this point when he "lost power" makes it all the more meaningful.

Their engagement was known only to a small circle of nobles, but even so, this action could be described as "adding insult to injury."

Therefore, Shiloh didn't know whether the other person considered him a friend or not.

"And...why do you think I would have romantic feelings for Otivia?"

Looking at Xi Luo's ambiguous smile, Zeno glanced at the women who had followed him earlier, and then thought of his sister's flat figure, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Really? I thought..."

At this point, Zeno paused slightly, then awkwardly touched the ends of his soft, snow-white hair.

"What did you think?"

"nothing."

Zeno lowered her little hand, lay back down expressionlessly, and gazed at the distant sunset, suddenly finding it somewhat amusing.

For a long time, Zeno had believed that Shiloh had feelings for Otivia.

At that time, they were still studying together.

One afternoon, Zeno, who was very interested in Shiro, found him with his lunchbox and discovered that he was standing behind Otivia, carefully tidying up her long, white hair—at that time, her sister's hair was still very long.

Zeno had never seen Shiloh's gentle gaze and incredibly meticulous movements before.

Therefore, Zeno, for the sake of that inexplicable feeling in his heart, specially cultivated a certain extraordinary technique, which caused his originally bright golden hair to irreversibly turn white and fade, all in order to have the same long hair as his sister.

However, by the time Zeno truly understood his own feelings, Shiloh and Otivia had already become engaged.

That was the first time Zeno had left the capital to serve as a trainee knight in the front-line Iron Thorn Knights.

During his heartbreak, Zeno vented all his grief and bitterness on the enemy.

Thus, with its astonishing destructive power and frenzied fighting style, Zeno earned an equally unpleasant and infamous name on the front lines of the battlefield—[Slaughterground].

In every battle Zeno participated in, after it ended, not a single well-preserved corpse could be found on the ground; only various severed limbs and rotting blood and mud remained.

It was fortunate that the knights possessed a magical artifact that recorded the number of heads taken; otherwise, with the primitive method of calculating military merit based on enemy heads, the military merit would most likely still be zero after a major battle.

Watching the sun gradually sinking in the west, Xi Luo stood up, stretched, and said, "Well, let's end our reminiscing here. We'll have plenty of time to meet again later, so let's leave it at that for now."

Zeno stood up, glanced at Xiluo, and casually teased, "What, so eager to spend time with your women?"

Silo shrugged and said, "Why do you make it sound like I'm a pervert?"

"Isn't that right? I never expected that after returning from outside the capital, Xi Luo, who has always been indifferent to women, would suddenly find so many companions—women."

Zeno originally wanted to say "partner," but he didn't say it.

As I swallowed the word back down my throat, a slight bitterness welled up inside me.

I finally managed to get my foolish sister to back out of the engagement, and now all these random women are showing up... It's really...

Zeno sighed, unable to hold back any longer, and gently punched Shiloh's shoulder, saying, "I heard someone wants to get back at you?"

After speaking, Zeno's tone carried a hidden murderous intent.

Shiloh paused, looking into Zeno's gilded eyes.

"...It's alright, I can handle it."

Zeno had no doubts. She understood Shiloh's personality; if there were things he didn't want others to interfere with, she would give him absolute respect.

"Yes, if you need anything, just let me know."

Thanks, my dear friend!

Silo blinked, a smile spreading across his face, and patted Zeno on the shoulder.

The person targeting him is connected to the royal family, so Shiloh doesn't plan to inform them of the situation for the time being.

Otherwise, given Zeno's personality, he would inevitably do something irrational.

Feeling Shiloh's gentle pat, Zeno's body stiffened slightly, and his heart stirred.

Just a close friend...

Watching Shiloh's departing figure, Zeno's smile vanished, and he clenched his fists behind his back in resentment.

"No, we have to think of a way..."

After his reunion with Zeno ended, Shiloh quickly arrived at the main entrance and found a large crowd gathered there, all of them looking excited.

And right in the center of their encirclement was their own carriage.

"Hehe, they've finally taken the bait."

Upon seeing this, Shiloh smiled excitedly and then slowly walked away.

Over there, the students who were gathered around the carriage, waiting for an explanation, suddenly spotted a figure in the distance. They immediately stood up, pointed at Xiluo, and shouted, "He's here!"

Whoosh—!

This shout startled all the students and teachers awake, and they looked into the distance.

Shiloh's remarks in class quickly spread throughout the entire academy. As a result, after class, the students of Class One joined forces with other students and teachers who were also studying the Second Theory, and they came to the school gate to block him.

Although they had blocked the carriage, the seemingly innocent but somewhat cunning gray-haired girl inside said that her master, Shilo, had not yet arrived and asked them to wait a little longer.

For the sake of the glory and reputation of the Second Theory, they had no choice but to wait here for nearly an hour.

Of course, those waiting here were not only scholars of the Second Theory, but also other curious and meddlesome individuals, all looking forward to how things would develop.

As the excited crowd gathered around, Xi Luo made no move. Suddenly, a burst of golden lightning appeared at the three-meter boundary, startling several students.

Crack!

A loud clap of lightning suddenly rang out, instantly freezing the noisy crowd in place, and the noise stopped abruptly.

"Wait a minute... he... he doesn't seem to have a summoning spell, does he?"

A student shuddered, rubbed his eyes, and asked the people around him with some doubt.

Beginner magicians need to chant lengthy incantations to cast spells, while more skilled individuals can shorten this pre-cast animation.

But no matter how short it is, even the simplest magic must first reveal the magic formula, since magic is released based on the formula imprint.

These spell markings can be magic circles, magic runes, magic seals, and so on.

Although their internal principles differ, they all exist as a prerequisite for magic.

"It seems there really isn't... How... How is this possible?"

"Although I've heard of the special techniques of concealment spells, it's impossible to be completely undetectable, right?"

Chapter 140: Xiluo's Most Evil Female Cadre, Ready to Make Her Appearance! (3k)

Golden lightning flickered around Shiloh, occasionally crackling in the air like the roars of griffins guarding him, threatening those with ill intentions.

Facing the crowd, Xi Luo showed no sign of panic.

Or rather, this is the situation he wanted to create.

"Maple Leaf Territory, Hifiel Water City, Clorensa... Hehe, I have quite a few grudges with the demons, so naturally I'm more concerned about my personal safety. Please don't take offense."

Xi Luo surveyed the crowd, and under his calm yet imposing gaze, several figures trembled and subconsciously clenched their fists hidden in their sleeves.

Without a doubt, the mastermind behind the scenes would never let go of any opportunity that could pose a threat to him.

With so many people around, it would be good to take advantage of the chaos and do something to him.

Of course, Shiloh would never give him that chance.

After the commotion subsided, Shiloh smiled and said, "Gentlemen, you've come to defend the Second Theory?"

"when--"

"We have come for the truth!"

One of them suddenly tugged at his companion's arm, interrupting him, while glaring at Shiloh with a grim expression.

Although they were indeed trying to uphold the theories they practiced, these were unspoken rules; otherwise, noble knowledge would have been tainted by worldly concerns.

Shiloh smiled and continued, "Truth? If you're after the truth, you shouldn't be blocking my way here. You should go back and think carefully about the problems with the Second Theory."

"you--?!"

The students were angered by Shiloh's indifferent arrogance, but they were stopped by a man dressed in a high mage's robe.

Shiloh recognized the man; he was one of the faculty members of the Academy's Second Theory, and was somewhat well-known.

To put it simply, he's like Associate Professor Scoler's henchman.

“Young Master of the Wells family, if you retract your arrogant words, we can pretend nothing happened; otherwise…”

The teacher named Macol stepped forward with a cold expression, his palms swirling with complex, overlapping magic circles, radiating a terrifying aura.

Between Macol and Shiloh, a "Duel Book" written in magical runes appeared.

In nature, it is similar to the duel with Tyrone, only more formal. Essentially, both are contests between magicians who can only use their own theories to compare magical structures.