At this moment, the knights in front lifted up the mask of their helmets and smiled at Qian Chen.

Qian Chen smiled when he saw it.

Oh, they are all acquaintances.

Sofia, Ignaz, Cameron, Galio...

Most of the sixteen Knights Qian Chen knew, either the Kings Branch students who were defeated by him in the duel, or the star students of the Knights Branch.

At this time, I only heard the general leader standing by the side.

"It's getting late, you can set off quickly."

Qian Chen and Yukihei Tsuma looked at each other and saw the almost gust of fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

Then Qian Chen took the lead in boarding the luxury carriage.

Bang!

A crisp whip rang far away, and the carriage slowly started.

When the team slowly walked to the school gate, Qian Chen was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The students were waiting on both sides of the road in front of the cold wind and thick fog in the morning.

The moment the team appeared, the originally quiet crowd immediately heard the cheers.

"Here's here!"

"Hello Qian Chen! Come on!!"

"Joan of Arc Academy, will win!!"

They were wearing different styles of school uniforms, but today they cheered for the same person!

What is even more exciting is that the behavior of these students is spontaneous, and the college has no orders or notices. Dean Albert even hinted that the students from the Kings Branch should not go see him off.

However, the result was that nearly a thousand students from the entire college came.

They gathered on both sides of the avenue leading to the outside of the college and sent out cheers and encouragement.

The battle robe made by the schoolgirl, and the friends personally acted as guards. All the students' eager expectations...

With these encouragement and blessings, this joint competition will definitely not lose!

Soon the team crossed the stone bridge and arrived on the street.

I don't know who arranged the route, but the team deliberately detoured and advanced along the Champs Elysees, and then went straight through the Arc de Triomphe.

(President Helena: Sneeze.)

More crowds appeared along the street, and cheers rang out across the sky.

Qian Chen felt that he was not going to participate in the competition, but was holding a carnival parade.

Looking at the excited faces on both sides of the street and his arms raised.

Qian Chen has completely experienced the enthusiasm of the French people.

The carriage slowly drove on the streets of the Champs-Elysées, with cheering crowds on both sides. You can even see the towering Eiffel Tower in the distance, separated by a river.

The huge and magnificent Arc de Triomphe came towards us, and a heavy sense of historical heaviness came.

Qian Chen's heart was mixed.

Excited, happy, and fighting spirit, but not nervous.

He is now like a soldier who has drawn out his weapon and is about to step onto the battlefield, and his blood is gradually boiling.

Two hours later, the magnificent Palace of Versailles appeared in everyone's eyes.

After getting off the carriage, he was led or monitored by a group of palace guards and escorted. Everyone was in the palace like a maze. After turning around, their eyes suddenly became clear, and a huge stage appeared in front of everyone.

Opposite the stage is a crystal-carved throne with lifelike rose patterns carved on it.

On the right hand side of the throne is also a small gold-inlaid throne, carved with murals full of cross-cultural styles such as angels, sons, and crosses.

The red velvet gold bag placed on the left hand of the throne is not decorated with complicated decorations, which is a bit shabby.
Chapter completed!