After traveling through time, I want to become a magical omnipotent saint

Chapter 177 4 The Princess's Inside Story

The only one in the class who challenged was the most familiar Julius.

The Seventh Prince felt that it was a bit troublesome to compete with a classmate he had a good relationship with. Didn't he know that the higher the level of the magician, the better his personal physical fitness would be?

"Okay, after class in the evening, we'll go to the academy's arena to compete," the Seventh Prince said calmly, "We'll use training swords for the competition, which is fair enough."

Julius was lost in thought as he sat in the classroom being stared at by the girls and boys in the class.

Julius also knew that the Seventh Prince had the protection of the Holy Envoy. Compared to his own desire for money, he represented the royal family of Charlemagne and paid more attention to honor.

Time came to school dismissal time.

The students in the second year of Lei Xi's class all spontaneously walked towards the college arena.

This group of people was so aggressive that if they hadn't been talking and laughing, I would have thought they were organizing a fight.

Isabella did not want to miss this opportunity to eat melons, and promised in her heart that she would not provide help to anyone in secret.

The Seventh Prince and Julius chose a ring, and the whole class sat around it.

After all, he was the seventh prince, which aroused heated discussions among students from other classes, and they all came to watch.

The news spread throughout the college like a bomb.

Princess Bai Yue was also quite interested, but she had no intention of watching.

The armor that Julius was wearing seemed a bit cumbersome. The Seventh Prince had the protection of the Holy Envoy and did not need to wear any protective gear.

Amid the cheers of the boys in the class, all the boys in the class started the countdown competition.

The distance between the two was five meters. Julius waited for a few seconds, but did not see any intention of the Seventh Prince to attack.

Julius approached carefully, and when he was two meters away, he pointed the sword at his arm and swung the sword quickly. The fierce attack almost caused the hilt of the sword in the seventh prince's hand to fall off.

In the process of defending, the Seventh Prince gradually figured out Julius's moves and strength.

After three minutes of fierce fighting, the Seventh Prince took advantage of the situation to receive a falling sword attack, and then, following the momentum of the violent collision of swords, he quickly turned around and swept his lower body across.

Julius stepped back and raised his foot, bringing down the heavy sword again.

The Seventh Prince leaned sideways, drew up his sword to receive the attack, stepped forward, and slashed to meet the sword.

Seeing the sword blade getting closer and closer, Julius took a few steps back and diverted the close attack of the Seventh Prince.

After another three minutes of fierce fighting, Julius had only hit him ten times, while the Seventh Prince had hit him twelve times, only slightly ahead.

It was already difficult for Julius to launch an attack using the strength of his arms, and he could not use magic enchantments to reduce the burden of his training sword and the weight of his armor. If he continued to fight, he would be the one who suffered.

The seventh prince was breathing heavily.

His attacks are always so fierce. He doesn't have much energy left now, right? I should concentrate on his every move...

Ulysses took a deep breath and attacked again, delivering one fierce sword blow after another.

The collision of their swords produced sparks, indicating that neither side was giving up.

The more intense the confrontation became, the more excited the students watching became. Julius was stabbed by a counterattack again. The more he attacked, the more he realized that the Seventh Prince's defense was tight and the gap in physical strength was getting bigger and bigger.

Ten minutes later, the game ended and the Seventh Prince won the final victory.

"You don't have to be so discouraged," the Seventh Prince stepped forward to comfort him, "You are indeed very strong, and I feel that you have a lot of practical experience. The honor of this competition is very important to me. You will represent our class in the next competition."

Yurix took off his armor, took a few breaths and said, "The gap between the primary and the second level is too big. When I attacked you with the sword at the beginning, it hurt me."

"Huh? You're too soft-hearted to do it? The protection of the Holy Envoy is stronger than you think. It's just that my hands are tired from confronting you."

When the court was cleared, the seventh prince's palace guards followed behind the prince. There were more than 500 people watching the game just now. Others who came late missed the game and watched the seventh prince leave.

The Seventh Prince saw Isabella also at the front of the crowd.

Her back is very recognizable. She is a dignified and elegant girl with a lovely golden fishtail hairstyle.

The Seventh Prince hurried up to the classroom and said a few words to Isabella: "...Since school started, you haven't talked to my Fourth Sister yet. If it's convenient for you, why don't you meet her now?"

Isabella replied softly: "Oh, then I'll go meet her..."

"I heard that you have obtained the protection of the Holy Envoy. How does it feel?" Isabella asked tentatively. She was already looking forward to it, wondering if he would say a few good words about the Saint.

"At first, I was quite surprised," the seventh prince's tone lost a little of its power. "After I gained the protection of the Holy Envoy, I had no rest days in the palace. I fought against intermediate monsters every day... Recently, my three brothers have gradually become indifferent to me."

"Charlemagne's royal family attaches great importance to honor and will not miss any opportunity to fight for it. Just because they have obtained the protection of the Holy Envoy, they can no longer live a free and easy life... Sometimes I hate this opportunity."

After hearing the seventh prince's story, Isabella suddenly felt as if she had done something wrong, and for a moment she had no words to comfort herself.

"Actually... this opportunity is not mine. My three brothers are stronger than me." The Seventh Prince turned his gaze to Isabella's profile. "I want to tell you the secret of this opportunity."

"Hmm?" Isabella and the Seventh Prince looked at each other, only to find that his face was cold. "You tell me, I will keep it a secret."

The seventh prince looked back at the guards who were following him closely, about two meters behind him.

I couldn't help but lean over to Isabella's ear and whisper, "Before the draw, the Fourth Princess wrote my name, so my chances of winning are greater."

Isabella was stunned, and her mind was full of thoughts: No wonder Princess Bai Yue was happier than the Seventh Prince at the banquet, but why did she give up the opportunity?

"Why does Princess Baiyue do this?" Isabella asked.

The students nearby were all stunned when they saw the Seventh Prince and Isabella talking closely to each other!

A girl passing by saw the two of them being intimate at close range and her nose was twitching with anger.

But one has to admit that the two of them are quite a match. One is the noble Seventh Prince, and the other is top student in the grade.

There really is a forbidden love between the lower-class nobles and the noble prince, right?

Isabella felt that the longer she chatted with the Seventh Prince, the less she felt that she had any emotional development towards him, and that she was just a listener to his chat and talk.

The Seventh Prince thought for a long time, but did not respond to Isabella's question. He shook his head and replied calmly, "I don't understand the Fourth Princess' intention. After she told me, she asked me to keep it a secret, but I realized a little bit of the possibility not long ago. She might want to support me to take the throne."

"But I still think it's most reasonable to let the eldest prince inherit."

Hearing this, Isabella's mind was heated. Princess Baiyue had a good plan. At the age of fifteen, she was so thoughtful! In the future, when she seizes power in the palace, she can instruct the seven princes behind the scenes, and even mobilize more power. If I join the palace in the future, I will definitely be a pawn in her hands!

Become the sword in her hand? If I were an ordinary person, I would definitely obey her orders. Unfortunately, my other identity as a saint means I won't agree to it!

Isabella smiled secretly. How about finding a chance to humiliate her? I hate the feeling of being controlled by others!