Lucy Wickshire 155 Chapter nineteen 10

"The religion. The holy knights. You have gotten yourself into a little of a bind there, my friend." a man stood and started to make his way down the stands. The crowd was, if anything, shocked out of their minds. They had heard of martial arts before, but never had they thought they would be able to see such a display. People died, yes, but their eyes had been opened.

"Protector Klienn, so this is why you did not worry about her safety. What is she holding, a stay-away order? I wonder how you were able to pull that off. Wait, you can't. The Ligrel clan cannot get the religion to give them a stay-away; but your new son-in-law, Lord Steinhouse can, right?" the man said and the crowd whispered. Lord Steinhouse? He was capable of such? Many did not understand what was going on, and it seemed that those involved did not care that they were there. It was as if they were invisible. Many nobility started to feel small in the presence of such powers.

"That stay-away order, you must dispose of it." the man said and Lady Steinhouse frowned.

"You know of the Ancient pact. There must be stability, no power stronger than the other. Lady Steinhouse cannot carry the Religion's stay-away order." another said. He did not even care to stand up, making the commoners who sat beside him shift aside in fear.

Protector Klienn laughed at their words. "My niece couldn't care less about the ancients. Her husband gave her a gift before leaving for work; only he can take it away."

"So, the Ligrel clan intends to break the pact?" the other man smiled.

"Ofren, your daughter married the son of Maliad, The Great and became the young mistress of the Uriu sea, yet the pact was not broken. I remember then, you had said that your Vigron clan had nothing to do with their work; it was your daughter's fortune to marry such a man and your two organisations remain different. I will return those words to you. Lord Steinhouse's identity is my niece's fortune. The Ligrel clan remains the Ligrel clan." Protector Klienn said.

"This is not Maliad, The Great. This is the religion." Ofren frowned.

"That does not count. As he is your son in law, he will have to take responsibility for your Ligrel clan. If you like him well enough, you may even make him your next chief. After all, Lady Steinhouse is the last of her generation." the other man said.

"Do shut up, all of you." a soft voice said and they looked at the person entering the arena and their eyes shrunk.

"Lady Wickshire." Ofren choked.

Chapter end