My cousin is becoming a legend.

Chapter 128 Familiar Old Medals

Blake looked excited.

He circled around, examining Lynn's armor with a look of utter disbelief.

"Violet, tell me the truth, did you steal this from the national treasury?"

Blake looked somewhat nervous.

He stared intently at Violet with a tense expression.

Violet was so angry she laughed.

"Dad, what kind of image do you have of your daughter?"

Blake frowned, and without thinking, blurted out, "Of course..."

Undisciplined and unruly, breaking the law and engaging in no serious business.

"You're too young and full of wild ideas; you're always causing trouble for your father."

Violet was stunned.

"you......"

Her face turned bright red; she couldn't believe this was her father's assessment of her.

Lynn silently lowered her head, pretending she didn't exist.

However, he silently gave Uncle Blake a thumbs up in his heart.

"No, this is infuriating! Lynn, tell me the truth, am I really like that?!"

Violet turned and stared at Lynn.

Lynn sighed inwardly.

He coughed once and said succinctly, "I think no one knows a daughter better than her father..."

She was silent.

She never imagined that one day these two men, whom she had only met once, would be able to join forces to slander her.

Violet blushed and argued, "A performance can't be considered unrelated to important matters... A performance!... How can the Restoration Society's affairs be considered unrelated to important matters?"

Then came a string of incomprehensible words, such as "great undertaking" and "sedimentation," which made Lynn and the other man burst into laughter, filling the courtyard with a joyful atmosphere.

......

"Enough! I'll just say it straight: this armor was personally bestowed upon Lynn by Her Majesty the Queen! That bastard was even granted the title of Paladin by the Queen!"

Violet angrily told the truth.

Blake was stunned.

He never expected things to turn out this way.

He felt that Violet was more likely to have stolen from the national treasury.

"Your Majesty, you acted too impulsively! Why didn't you stop her?"

"If you can stop them, go ahead and do it yourself. I certainly couldn't."

Violet glanced at her father with disdain.

Blake was somewhat helpless.

He sighed and looked at Lynn.

"Since it is the Queen's decree, then cherish it well. This armor has profound significance, and I hope you will not disgrace it."

Lynn nodded in agreement.

Blake rubbed his aching temples and turned to look at his daughter.

He was a little embarrassed.

It seems we really misunderstood her this time.

"Hehe, daughter, aren't you curious why your old man came back this time?"

Blake smiled broadly, his tone full of ingratiation and apology.

Violet wanted to say, "You're back, so what? What does it have to do with me?"

But it was quite unusual that Dad came back so quickly this time.

Her eyes were full of worry.

"So, what do they want you to do?"

Blake chuckled when he saw that his daughter cared about him.

"This time it's not that I'm asked to do anything, but rather that almost all the generals on the northern border have returned."

Violet was startled by what she heard.

"An attack has been launched from the south?"

Blake nodded.

"Yes."

Violet took a deep breath, looking somewhat uneasy.

"This is actually a good thing; the nobles in the country will finally be able to settle down. But those Uma people have been quiet for so long, why are they suddenly making a move? What are they planning to do? Those cunning and ruthless beasts are not people who will take risks easily."

Blake sensed Violet's unease.

He reassured them, "Don't worry, I heard that this seems to be just the Uma people testing a new weapon, not a major offensive. As for our return, it's only to guard against a possible further escalation of the war."

Violet looked at her father with concern.

"Any news yet about who will be sent to the front lines to oversee the fighting?"

Blake shook his head.

"I don't know, we'll have to decide in a meeting. But don't worry too much, our troops are still in the north and can't be transferred out in a short time. They're unlikely to use our people to fill the gaps, so I think the chances of me being promoted are very low."

Violet felt a little relieved after learning what had happened.

As long as it's not a major offensive, it's fine.

His father's fifth-tier, sixth-star strength was more than enough to protect him.

The only thing to worry about now is being stabbed in the back by "our own people".

The "insiders" she referred to were a noble faction centered around the three nobles who were considered the kingdom's strongest military force.

The Albright family, the Wiesman family, the Falk family.

As a member of the Prince's faction, the Foxys were actually in a more dangerous position under these circumstances.

Because the prince's faction was far too weak in comparison.

The three noble families all have old members who are at the early stage of the sixth rank (before three stars).

The prince's faction's strongest fighter... is her good-for-nothing father.

The thought of this put Violet under a lot of pressure.

If these nobles hadn't enjoyed their comforts for so long and lost their fighting spirit...

I'm afraid those princes have already been completely purged one by one.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing."

Violet suddenly remembered something.

"Father, do you have any information about ley lines?"

Blake frowned again upon hearing this.

"Legion veins? Why are you asking that? What are you up to now?"

Violet pointed at Lynn at the speed of light.

"This guy needs it for his advancement, it has nothing to do with me."

Blake looked at Lynn in surprise upon hearing this.

"You're already ten stars?"

Lynn nodded and said, "It was just luck."

Blake clicked his tongue in amazement.

"I never imagined your talent in combat was so terrifying. The speed of your breakthrough is simply unheard of. No wonder my daughter has taken a liking to you..."

Before Blake could finish speaking, his left foot was stomped down hard by Violet, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Blake chuckled upon seeing this.

"Some people are too shy to talk about this."

"But Lynn, can you tell me why you want to use ley lines to advance? I'm curious where you heard that ley lines can help with advancement."

Lynn hesitated for a moment and then slightly modified the facts.

"To be honest, I've heard that General Tullius rose through the ranks using ley lines, so I'd like to try it myself."

"Tullyus?"

Blake was quite surprised to hear the name.

His emotions instantly became agitated.

"That's impossible! That guy Tullius has never spread such information. How did you know?!"

Lynn sensed that something was wrong.

Violet's father seems to have an unusual relationship with Tullius.

Moreover, he felt that the man looked somewhat familiar when they first met.

Could it be...

He immediately pulled out a medal from his storage ring.

Lynn frowned and explained truthfully:

"That was almost ten years ago. I was General Tullius's military civilian officer. But after the Witteburg incident, I had to leave the army. I think you are familiar with that history."

As for the matter of the ley lines, this was something General Tullius casually told me. I was just listening to it casually at the time, but I never expected it to come in handy now.

Lord Blake, you…”

Before Lynn could finish speaking, Blake snatched the medal from his hand.

He looked closely at the familiar medal before him, his eyes even turning slightly red.

"It really is his symbol; what a coincidence..."