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Robert walked through the city, and he stood out on the road in his armor, and he was generally more intimidating than other nobles to the commoners.

"Your Excellency...... Please go and surrender...... When Erentia's anger has not fully subsided...... "But at this moment, a civilian came to him desperately as he walked along the road to Rak City, and said in a supplicating tone.

He frowned, pretending not to hear.

"My lord, Elendia's wrath will engulf us all!" the civilian reached out behind him, trying to grab Robert's cloak.

"Crazy!" said Robert, coldly, and at this moment the majesty of his body was clearly manifested—but he didn't usually need to do it, "where have you put the glory of the kingdom!

The guards who followed Robert paused, then walked towards the civilian—the civilians who had wanted to be with him stopped, they looked at each other, and took a step back to the side, watching as the civilian, who was shouting "Arendia," was dragged away.

Robert glanced at them, snorted coldly, and continued up the stone stairs, no longer caring about the matter: "Stupid civilian. ”

"She will appear, she will appear! She will engulf the whole country with rage - because of those who have turned their backs on her, because of those who have not felt her despair!" shouted in the small square.

The situation in Lac City has deteriorated these days, but it has not been cared about by the nobles who live in the highest places—Fitney returned to Lac City, and for a few days, he seemed to be very leisurely, not caring at all about what was happening in the city.

Some of them, in order to keep her from doing these things—as they would do with curious noblewomen, prepared for her the best food, the most fashionable dresses, and books—just the type of storybook that some of the noble women of the Lutheran kingdom loved—and finally a hobby that was unique to Fitney, which shows how accustomed those who prepared it all were to "comfort bored women."

Fitney said nothing about it. ”

Early that morning, after she had finished her breakfast, she flipped through the books casually, and then went to the window and glanced at the city outside the window.

The castle has a unique atmosphere - the castle is the "origin" of the Lutheran Kingdom, and the word Midrus is transliterated in the language of the Lutheran Kingdom, which itself means the castle.

And in the eyes of those nobles, the castle will only live in such a dangerous time, and it is usually dispensable, backward, and unwelcome.

Rustling.

Fitnair raised an eyebrow and watched a black figure leap onto the windowsill - she recognized at a glance the black cat that had been adopted by Dick.

Why is it here?

Fitney didn't speak, and the little black cat sat on the windowsill, looking at her, and as if he couldn't give a reasonable explanation, he just flicked its tail - until Fitney reached out and rubbed its head.

The little black cat rubbed Fitney's palm, then followed her hand and ran to her shoulder.

Fitney was about to say something, but the door suddenly opened - she turned her head and saw Corifo standing outside the door with some anxiety: "Lonai ......"

"What's wrong?" said Fitney, putting his hand to his neck and poking the little black cat's foot.

"The civilians and the soldiers rioted - right near the city gates. Corifo frowned, "Your Majesty has already gone to check on the situation, do you want to follow and take a look......"

"Your Majesty, sir, hopes that these things will not bother Fitney......" but the guards outside the door did not seem to approve of such things.

Bang!

Corifo frowned, and wanted to argue with reason, but the two guards at the door had already fallen, and Joan of Arc walked out from behind them, looking serious.

"Let's go. Fitney whispered and walked outside.

"You're still ...... Amazing...... "Corifo couldn't help but be impressed by Joan of Arc - in his opinion, it was admirable to be able to walk with Fertenay, both men and women.

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"What do you want to do?" At this time, Misse stood on the high platform, looking at the crowd of soldiers and civilians huddled together, looking at their faces full of dissatisfaction, suddenly feeling "tired", but still needed to raise his voice and ask.

"Your Majesty, please surrender!" said an old man.

The words immediately spread around him—though no one spoke louder than the old man, but they all expressed this strong emotion.

"What do you mean - why should I surrender to the enemies who invaded the kingdom?!" Misse frowned, and like the nobles around him, he felt that these commoners were unreasonable.

"It's not an invasion! it's God's punishment!"

"What did you do?! Why did you make us suffer?! What does it have to do with us that you were punished by Erentia!"

"Arentia can't stand it anymore - it's her anger!"

"You ostracize the Holy See and leave Arendia with no place to preach the faith......"

These are all ......

Misse's frown deepened, but he also felt a certain "seriousness".

"Your choice is not right at all! It is because of what you have done that there will be war--Elletia can't stand it anymore!"

"What kind of king are you?!"

When these two sentences appeared, Misse's figure paused, unable to utter a single word.

The guards around him reprimanded the civilians, but he didn't seem to hear them, his eyes swept over the civilians, looking at their angry, puzzled eyes.

Is it that they do not know the "truth" at all, or that they ...... themselves

Did you really do it wrong?

Starting with the Hilton Investigation, those people died one by one. He watched them die, angry and powerless.

If he really didn't insist on these things, would there be no war at all? They weren't really right, what kind of king was this.

He shouldn't have been a king in the first place.

If that were the man, Greed Midrus, he could do a good job - even if he was questioned, he could still prove that he was right, that he was the real king who was above all else with his majesty and deeds......

Myself...... What can surpass him?

Up to now, he only felt that the civilians who he usually considered stupid, they had gathered together to oppose his actions...... It became so acceptable.

Is he the one who is at fault? It seems that it is—Erentia, perhaps, has long been dissatisfied that the things she has done, which she thought were justified in rejecting the Holy See, have led to the present situation.

Did he underestimate the Holy See too much? Not to mention that there was such a unique army, this kingdom...... Can you win? I'm afraid I can't do it......