Chapter 371 Sir Lynch Levy
No honorary knight has appeared in a hundred years, and no new noble family has been born in more than two hundred years. This is something everyone knows in the Rand Kingdom
However At this moment, without any warning, Monsignor Molière, the secretary, ignited the most powerful bomb of the ball.
Unless Viscount Molière, who has been the secretary for generations, tamper with the will, otherwise... Rand has another knight, the only existing Sir Rand.
The reporters were frantically recording everything, and now they finally understand what those incomprehensible words meant before.
The lion will not be angry at the provocation of the sheep, it will just bite it to death with thunderous means.
Those questions were so stupid that the new strong men didn't even bother to answer them.
You will know, just in a way you never dreamed of, and get answers you never dared to dream of.
All the conversations just now, every sentence was like a slap in the face, which was so painful that they were completely bruised.
But Rand reporters never go out without a face. They have no feeling. The more they do this, the more reluctant they are to leave. They gather around them tightly, feeling pain and happiness.
As for the guests, no one dared to believe their ears. Most of them were asking the people around them, who is Lynch Leviev? And those who knew him were also asking, what achievements did this man have? Why can you win such an honor?
Of course no one answered, and those who knew would not tell them.
But after asking a few questions, those with more flexible minds have realized that it doesn't matter who he is, what's important is that this is real, a new star is rising, and they... were facing it a few minutes ago The rising star gloated.
We are actually laughing at a man who has broken a century-old tradition. Are we blind? Lynch Levy, I remember that.
For a time, most people looked at Lynch with wrong eyes. Everyone was shouting this name in their hearts. People knew that everything that happened tonight turned everyone into Lynch. The stepping stone to step onto the stage with the most gorgeous appearance.
But they still enjoyed it immensely. Their eyes were full of eager pursuit of Lynch's position. No one would question the fact that a daughter of a wealthy family was mixed with a low-status and powerless commoner. They would only envy the courage and courage of a wealthy family. vision.
As expected of the Millennium Family, we will never be able to catch up with this vision. They actually made their bets early, and when we did stupid things, they had secretly won.
It’s amazing. The young lady who just watched our performance didn’t necessarily laugh in her heart. It was like seeing a monkey in a circus.
Mu Qiang is the nature of a nobleman, and no one feels ashamed at all. Instead, they want to stick to him tightly.
This is fake!
Two people were almost going crazy with depression.
It was the murderers who aroused Lynch's anger and directly detonated the entire audience, Jet Williams, the son of the Speaker of the House of Lords Williams, and Viscount Kellyn Jackson, the third secretary of the Government House.
The expressions of the two people changed countless times within a few seconds. At this time, they just felt dizzy, as if they were in a dream.
How is it possible that a commoner suddenly became a nouveau riche whom His Majesty the King personally conferred?
Compared with him, what are the noble statuses obtained by our ancestors?
Thinking that you are digging holes to hurt others, in fact, others have been watching your own jokes. You think you are smart but you are always being played by others.
The clown is me?
From time to time, there were sarcastic looks from the side, and low laughter came from time to time. The two knew that this was people using practical actions to pay tribute to the two actors who sacrificed themselves to give everyone this performance.
They were so ashamed and angry that they wished they could die on the spot. Thinking of Lynch's last words, the two of them had no doubt that it would come true and their life's future would be ruined. Their eyes were dull and they stood there numbly, trapped in Deeply despairing.
Lin Qi was standing on the steps, beside several big shots, looking at everything in front of him.
In fact, he also felt unreal. After all, less than two months ago, he had hanged himself in the room. He was still struggling to survive. He would be forced to roll on the floor by any enemy. He also had to eat a few days' worth of leftover white bread to satisfy his hunger, and he was miserable because a few pounds of banknotes disappeared out of thin air. He is still a little person who no one cares about whether he is alive or dead.
However, in less than two months, he has been able to solve mysterious incidents affecting hundreds of thousands of people and save countless innocent lives by his own strength. The killer's killing blow was easily resolved without any fuss. He has already tasted the fine wine and food from the Duke's Palace, with tens of thousands of pounds of rubies in his pocket, and is dancing with the next queen of the world's most powerful country on his arm.
The ups and downs of life come so fast and it is so exciting.
Faced with the various behaviors of all living beings below, Lin Qi just looked at them with a smile. He was not surprised by the reaction of these people, because after Duke Wayne's explanation, he already understood how sensational this incident was to the Rand people.
To be precise, it is a sensational event for the five major powers.
The class solidification in these countries is too serious. No matter how hard they work, ordinary civilians can only accumulate wealth and become rich. However, no matter how much wealth they have, they cannot improve their status, cannot enter the core decision-making level of the kingdom, and cannot influence with their own will. The direction of the kingdom.
This is also the fundamental reason for the emergence of the parliamentary faction. If the new rich cannot find room for improvement, they can only use other means to try to reshuffle the cards. Of course, the nobles with vested interests cannot just sit back and watch, so they are stuck. The only way is to use a glass ceiling to seal everyone’s hope of improvement.
As a result, the contradictions escalated, and in an airtight iron barrel, a bomb was brewing that could destroy order.
This is how the bourgeois movements in my hometown came about. This world may be more tolerant due to the existence of gods and mysteries, but the rules are difficult to change. Sooner or later, this bomb will explode.
It is precisely because of this that everyone present reacted so fiercely to this canonization, and with those two good guys, my name may be spread throughout Rand tonight.
Lin Qi smiled, realizing that this edict was not simple.
His presence suddenly opened a small opening in the blocked road. People saw hope, and the huge pressure was temporarily released. I am afraid this is also the purpose of the king and the House of Lords willing to accept the proposal of Duke Wein, and they do not belong to any faction. The rookie sent it up.
What a good calculation, but is there any contradiction between this and me getting a big deal?
Lin Qi faced the gazes of countless people, proudly raised her chest, smiled and watched as Her Royal Highness the Princess took His Majesty the King's letter from Viscount Molière, read it again, and then stood in front of everyone's attention. Zhong walked up to Lin Qi.
The noise below suddenly stopped, and everyone held their breath and watched this rare scene in a hundred years.
"Mr. Lynch Leviev." Duke Wayne's attitude was unprecedentedly serious, "Please kneel down on one knee facing the princess."
Lynch didn't talk nonsense. He knelt down on one knee in front of many spectators and looked up at His Highness Sofia.
"Today is just a temporary ceremony, just to announce it to the world, so keep everything simple. Afterwards, you will go to Nolin, and His Majesty the King will naturally hold a complete canonization ceremony for you."
Her Royal Highness the Princess stretched out her hand with a majestic look. , Viscount Molière immediately took out the ceremonial sword with both hands and handed it to Her Royal Highness the Princess. Her Royal Highness took out the unedged sword without hesitation and gently placed it on Lin Qi's shoulder:
"Lin Qi ·Mr. Leviv, in view of your outstanding achievements, in the name of the Kingdom of Rand, in the name of the Rose Family, and in the name of His Majesty King Rudolf II of Rand, I will canonize you as Sir Rand. From today on, You will become a member of the honorary nobility of Rand, and the fate of Rand will be closely related to you. You must adhere to the responsibilities of the nobility, defend the people of Rand, guard the glory of Rand, and live up to the trust of the kingdom and His Majesty the King. Lynch. ·Mr. Leviv, can you do it?”
"I will do my best."
"Very good, please swear now."
Huh? How do I know how to swear, and can this thing swear casually?
But Lin Qi rolled his eyes and already had an idea.
“I swear here that I will fight for the rest of my life as a mortal to protect order, for world peace, to protect innocent people, and to safeguard Rand’s interests. I will stick to my promise. , fulfill my responsibilities and obligations until my mortal body turns into ashes."
"Very good, then, I declare on behalf of His Majesty the King..."
Her Royal Highness the Princess's sword was raised slightly and struck three times in succession on Lynch's shoulder:
"Sir Lynch Levief, Rand shares the glory with you."
"Lan Long live De! Long live Sir Leviv"
Waves of cheers resounded across the sky, and colorful fireworks bloomed again.
At this moment, everyone is shouting the same name.
Lynch Leviev.
(End of this chapter)