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During this time, the place can be said to be "bustling" - I don't know when King Andrew liked to summon some nobles to the palace, his room, not for anything else but to chat with him - for example, the other day, the Duke of Wizdem was called to discuss with him the art that had developed over the decades; Yesterday, the Count of Uzild was summoned over to discuss with him the buildings he had seen in the countryside a few years earlier.

Some say that King Andrew had serious mental problems because of a serious illness - some even speculated that he did not live for more than three months.

Just to talk about architecture and the scenery of the countryside, it is necessary to invite so many dukes and counts who live in different places into the palace - most people think it is funny, but others think there may be some special meaning in it.

The former was a disgruntled nobleman, who remained here as the most prestigious Duke of Wizdem, who could be regarded as a man of all times, except when he was summoned to see His Majesty, and therefore did not complain in the open, while the other nobleman was worried about the Duke's attitude.

They had always believed that Aldrich Wizdem would give them an opinion that would dazzle them, but this time the Duke of Wizdem offered nothing.

"Your Majesty, it's time to tell you the "Song of Sorrow" today." In contrast to these apprehensive aristocrats and those who only grumbled and did not know what to do, Duncan Morrows had an independent attitude, and he lived in the palace and read the Divine Word for His Majesty.

The Morolls family is very special, although Duncan is also a duke, but it is only a name, he is a staunch believer, and he is the only one in the Morolles family.

"Sad Song? Looks like I'm dying! His Majesty lay on the bed, his bloated and fat body could not fit even the expensive silk nightgown that wrapped him, the skin on his face drooped, and there was only a faint hint of gold in his cloudy eyes—very light, very shallow, if this was not the palace, and people knew him, no one would think that this bloated and fat old man was the king of the kingdom of Luther.

"I finished reading the Word of God as you told me, and this is the last chapter—and I'll re-read the first one tomorrow." Duncan was also an old man, he was even older than Andrew, but he was still tall and thin, perhaps because of the benefits of his monastic life that had lasted for decades.

"What if I don't live tomorrow!" There was no dismay, there was no dismay, as if he were merely stating a fact that he did not find novel.

Duncan put on his gold-rimmed glasses, opened the old book of the Divine Language, and searched carefully for the words—the arrangement of this ancient Divine Word was so old that the average nobleman would not have understood it—he was familiar with the book, but because of his age, it took a little time to find what he was looking for.

"'I will be with you, you are my people, and you should be full of hope and not afraid of death.' One day, a man created by Erentia died, and she spoke to the terrified people. Duncan's voice doesn't have much of a sense of sacredness because of old age, but it's very serious.

"But Arentia is dead, too!" The King knew that Duncan was best at convincing him with the Word of God, as he had been thirty years earlier.

"My poor majesty—has you almost forgotten your faith due to a serious illness, she is eternal, she is beyond death."

"No, Duncan, do you know what the civilian magicians out there are saying! Erentia was killed by humans - we will have to face the wrath of the goddess one day, she is merciful, so merciful that she does not take revenge immediately, but waits for the moment - she is so cruel. King Andrew's words proved that his condition was indeed serious at this time, and he said that Elletia was extremely merciful, and that she was cruel at another time.

Duncan understood his state of affairs, so he simply continued to read the passages in the "Song of Sorrows", hoping to awaken his faith.

"But I think they're right—Duncan." Andrew suddenly said, "Elendia created us, but she will eventually destroy us, but I still have to believe in her...... It's like a pitiful, lovely, hateful ......"

Duncan stopped reading, and looked at Andrew Middleus—the ordinary monarch had fallen asleep, so fat and bloated that he snored like a toad.

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At night, the members of the Nature Society in Aesop's Forest were still moving in the forest.

They were moving very fast, and they might soon be out of the farthest recorded part of the history of the Nature—but it was not some symbolic end, but the land of the Duchy of Ansendil.

"Alva, shouldn't you give us a break?" At this point, a man spoke—he was not a member of the Nature Society, but a Fili who was familiar with the area.

Born in Lezelt, he had no interest in magic since he was a child, and even if he had the opportunity to enter Starlight, he never went to that university, and he did a lot of work, carrying goods in Lezelt, working as a handyman in a spice shop, helping some horse owners take care of horses, etc., but he was an adventurer the most he did.

He didn't have the attachment of those members of the Nature Society to Willonton, and he just knew that he couldn't go on at this point.

"No, a little more." Alva flatly rejected his offer.

"I don't know what you're looking for when you get to the territory of the Duchy of Ansendir like this, but since you've asked me to tell you about the situation in this area, this side is dangerous, and you need to use two-thirds slower than you are now, otherwise it's dangerous." Fili frowned.

However, Alva didn't talk to him and continued on - Fili couldn't help but feel distressed, his relationship with Alva was not as good as his relationship with Wendy, and it was theoretically normal for him not to understand him.

It's just that he doesn't look like a good leader.

"Keep walking, it's more dangerous to stay here for a long time." At this time, a member of the Nature Society persuaded him.

This area is called Aesop's Ivelius, and Iveliu is the West, so this area is actually known as the "West of Aesop's Forest" - it is very dangerous, and according to Starlight's years of research and various mage books, this is the place where the Black Fog appears most frequently.

Rose May was full of black fog, which was a common phenomenon at the time, but in normal times, the black fog would attract black fog ghosts - the kind of thing that almost no one could deal with.

Especially when he was alone, Filip could only go on with them.

My heart is full of worry.