Despilt, the place of last hope that the people of Gobles during the war called it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but now ...... After losing half of its territory, it became the westernmost place on the continent of Gobris, and further on, it was a barrier blocked by a curtain of light. No, perhaps Despilt, who is on a cliff himself, is a natural barrier in itself.

Yes, Despirt is in such a magical place, like a fault. The land ahead was obviously the land in the past, but there was a high topographic drop, which meant that Despilt was on this high mountain, and the land in front of it was a whole mountain height difference from its height. This is also the opportunity for it to block the invasion of demons for so long, and successfully give the divine light magic a chance to be released.

In short, Despilt is such a battleground for soldiers, no matter what happened in the past, now its meaning is to protect, to protect the continent of Gobles, which has not experienced the ravages of war.

At this time, it has gradually entered the winter, the early winter wind swept the autumn red leaves, at this time at the gate of the castle, but there are countless black ironclad guards, their movements are uniform, standing silently at the door of the castle, the suspension bridge has been put down early. It is not difficult to see that although they are wearing heavy helmets, their eyes are all fixed in one direction, that is, the only way up the mountain.

Among the group, there was one person who was more special, although his expression was still serious, his waist was straight, and his standing posture was impeccable, but he was still different from the others, he did not wear a helmet. He showed the vicissitudes of a middle-aged man's face, his mouth full of unshaven beard, but with his small eyes, he looked very tough and heroic.

"Lord Beo, hasn't Her Highness the Princess come yet?" asked the red-clad scholar on the side.

"Be patient, Carmela, after all, it's Her Royal Highness the Princess. With that, the officer named Beo looked at the road again.

The wind of early winter continued to howl and blow, and all the black-clothed iron armor was still calm, and no one was complaining, not even a single move,

Finally, the road that had not been walked for a long time seemed to tremble, and an army slowly appeared in the eyes of the soldiers of Despilt Castle, yes, they were numerous, and countless golden armor shone in the sun. The horses under their crotches were also majestic, and the horses were covered with iron scales. This is just the beginning of the troops, and the elite royal magicians and vindictators are all surrounded by a very luxurious carriage. There is no doubt that it is the carriage of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

"It's worthy of the royal family, such a big pomp. Carmela was amazed.

"Her Royal Highness is the future queen, and no matter how many people she has around her, it is only natural that she should be protected, so don't talk too much, Carmela. Beo whispered a warning, but he still didn't squint at the slowly advancing royal army.

"Oh my God, that's ......" Carmela was about to say something, but Beo glared at her and said no more.

The army was slowly advancing, and the two teams of men and horses watched quietly, as long as the slow advance of the royal army made people feel that time was passing slightly.

"Defend the city, Beo?" asked a royal knight.

"Yes, that's right. Beo replied briefly.

"Your Royal Highness will remain in your castle for some time, please swear in the name of your father. The royal knight said solemnly.

Then after hearing this, Beo's body couldn't help but straighten up, and he gave a solemn military salute, and then quickly gathered all the soldiers defending the city. All the soldiers were arranged in an orderly line.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess has descended on us Despilt, this is our glory, which also means that we have the responsibility and obligation to protect Her Royal Highness the Princess, brothers should not forget, what are we working so hard to protect here? For the stability of the people, for the long reign of Julius Caesar, come on, let us swear!" Beo said excitedly, stretching out his strong arm at the same time, and then clenched his fist tightly.

Carmela on the side had never seen Beo have such a hot blood, but after these words, her body began to boil, and a temperature quietly melted away the cold brought by the early winter. It's not that the spring flowers are blooming, but that there is something in the heart that is about to come out.

I swear, I swear by myself that I have nothing, and without the protection of the gods, we will come here with our own bodies, and will guard this place. No matter birth, old age, sickness or death, no matter natural disasters or man-made disasters, we resist with ambition! When the cold winter and heat are unforgettable, when the ferocious demons are ready to move, we will be the first to draw our swords to greet us! We are the watchmen of Despilt, we don't care about glory, but follow the prayer of our hearts, we will always guard this place, never betray!

When Carmela followed along and finished reading this quotation from childhood to adulthood, she found that she was so excited at this time, as if she had become a watchman.

At this time, an inconspicuous carriage slowly opened the door, but it was a little girl in a luxurious long dress, and she was as stunning as Hela. The tiara studded with countless rare gems did not deprive her of attention, but blended perfectly with her, making her look more noble and elegant. Her long dress looks carefully carved, and every pattern and lace is just right to embellish her beauty. She is like a whirlpool, and as soon as she appears, she can attract everyone's soul unconsciously.

"Are you the Lord of the Watch at Despilt Castle?" asked Atlante solemnly, her delicate doll-like face so cold that it was impossible to see her joy or sorrow.

Tang Meng is afraid that even his chin will fall to the ground here, this princess has changed too much, this is completely the breath of a perfect superior. It has nothing to do with the previous Tsundere princesses.

"Yes, you, are you Her Royal Highness?" asked Beo, somewhat cautiously.

Although the little girl in front of her is peerless enough to be worthy of the status of a princess, for the sake of safety, she still asks so as not to make jokes when she gets it. Beo didn't want to add a capital feature to the bard's poems.

"Well, my name is Atlante Freya Caesar. It's the future Empress of Gobles!" Atlante said coldly.

So these cold words swept the whole world like a cold wind, and when they heard this declaration, all the people knelt down, and they knelt down from their hearts, just because she was the future Empress Highness! )