Chapter 167: Chapter 167: Blood Clan Princess VS The Newly Embraced Human Girl (Part 22)
Olinwen’s words elicited schadenfreude from many in the Blood Clan.
Between Olinwen and Lancelot, the Blood Clan was more inclined towards Olinwen.
A weak human dared to covet their most esteemed Prince Bruch, it was simply ludicrous!
Everyone was waiting to see Lancelot made a fool of.
As a prince of the Malkawi Clan, a noble pureblood, Olinwen was superior to everyone in the Blood Clan, except for Yekaterina, who was his equal in battle; no one else could even contend with him.
Many thought Gu Shengyin would step in to prevent what was to come, but to their surprise, she simply stepped back, leaving the space clear for the human.
It seemed His Royal Highness the Prince did not fancy the human that much after all, the Blood Clan thought: otherwise, he would not watch the man walk to his death with wide-open eyes.
Lancelot only looked at Gu Shengyin, his eyes brimming with affection. As for the other members of the Blood Clan—aside from Yekaterina, no one else was worthy of his attention.
The moment the long sword was unsheathed, his whole demeanor changed.
If Lancelot had previously resembled a handsome nobleman of human society, now he was like a sharpened blade, surrounded by the cold light of flashing steel.
The whispers that had been bubbling up among the crowd suddenly quieted, as many in the Blood Clan realized that this human might not be as weak as they had imagined.
Olinwen too shed his casual demeanor.
He looked straight at Lancelot, “You are stronger than I thought.”
Lancelot gazed back at him calmly, “In a moment, you might find yourself repeating those words.”
Olinwen laughed derisively, “How arrogant, scarcely anybody dares to speak to me in such a manner.”
He turned his gaze to Gu Shengyin, “Is this the kind of conceited character you favor?”
Gu Shengyin’s expression remained unchanged, “Whether he is or not, you will know soon enough.”
Stung by the unabashed trust in her words, Olinwen cracked a smile, “Very well, I shall see then, just how powerful a human can be.”
Lancelot’s long sword came chopping down without mercy.
The turn of events defied all the Blood Clan’s expectations.
Was that man truly a human, and not a deity of the ancient Divine Clan?
How could a human possess such strength?
Watching Lancelot, who was holding his own against Olinwen, many in the Blood Clan found it hard to believe.
Seeing Gu Shengyin, who seemed calm and unsurprised, the mood of those in the Blood Clan shifted: indeed, he was a person worthy of His Royal Highness the Prince’s preference, decidedly no ordinary individual.
Suddenly, Gu Shengyin’s expression grew stern; with a swift flicker, she inserted herself between the two dueling men.
With a deft push and a pat, she successfully separated them.
“That’s enough.” Had she not intervened just now, allowing them to continue would have led to a situation where both sides were injured.
“Are you that afraid your man will get hurt?” Olinwen sneered.
Gu Shengyin turned to look at him, “Olinwen, don’t let your emotions cloud your judgement. Lancelot’s Sword Qi is not something that common self-healing can easily mend.”
Hearing the consideration in her words, Olinwen’s expression softened for a moment.
But then he saw the man taking Yekaterina’s hands, complaining affectionately, “You’re not hurt, are you? Why did you rush out like that, I was…”
The good mood he had just experienced vanished in an instant.