Greid's appearance was both expected and unexpected. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Fitney saw Grede, a wry smile appeared on her pale face, and she knew very well that she was facing a greater test at this time, and she had reached a sad situation where there was no way out. She couldn't describe her mood at this time, and she could only comfort herself weakly in the face of Greid's apology: "No, it has nothing to do with you...... It was my negligence that I didn't take into account who she was. ”

Who would have thought that the girl's identity was actually a dragon? and who would have thought that Greid hadn't told her the truth in the first place?

There are a lot of things that Fitney overlooks.

Greid's usual smile wore on his face, and none of their conversations had mentioned what they were going to face—in fact, they knew it was not going to work in their favor.

"I thought that you would have a lot to say to each other after a long absence. Ed clapped his hands, and he took Clarence's place at this point - he seemed better suited than Clarence to do this kind of "enemy" emotion.

Fitney's vigilance was pinched: "Are these things your plan?"

"You should know better than they do. There was a hint of a smile on Ed's face, which had been expressionless before.

That's right - she didn't need to ask at all.

Reckoning Follett, Sharon, Wendy, Alva, Chris, Christie...... Fitney couldn't even think of anyone he hadn't calculated.

Among those who were counted was of course Fitney herself, and she even suspected that it was his intention to "send" her to the place where Greid was hiding—where her perception of everything outside would be reduced to a minimum, and that was indeed the way to reduce her perception to a minimum.

And in the process - Fitney was upset about what Ed was doing.

"What the hell do you want to do?!" Fitney glared at Eddard fiercely.

Ed didn't speak, and his smile deepened—he was standing in front of Fitney with his back to the crowd. But at the same time as he smiled, Ed turned around, opened his arms, and said in a loud voice: "Let me introduce you to you, this is the famous crown prince of the Luther Kingdom, Gray Midrus!" "Gray Luther Kingdom The ...... who has been missing for so long"

While Ed didn't speak, the papal warriors who were standing in the hall huddled with each other didn't understand what was going on - they were all waiting for someone to tell them, and Ed's statement undoubtedly gave them a great shock, and they stirred up, whispering and openly exclaiming.

"He's here?"

"His Royal Highness ...... Grade"

……

Grade still smiled in the face of the great commotion, his calm expression contrasting sharply with the clear blood-red scars on his face.

It was so vivid that it was unsettling to Fitney.

Because it dawned on her that she knew nothing about Grede.

"Is he someone we respect?" Ed asked, seeing their reactions, the light in his eyes flickering slightly.

"Of course!" said the men, for almost all of them knew of Grade's kindness and friendliness.

"But...... This Highness Greid, however, shielded the traitor's companion. Ed said again.

Fitnair felt that Ed's prestige among these people was very strong - but how did he do it? The Duchy of Ansendir was not a nation recognized by the Holy See as believing in Erentia, otherwise they would not have been ignored by the Pope when they called themselves Origin during the Battle of Shavrin.

"How is this possible?!"

"What happened? Why?"

"What did His Highness Grede do?!"

The reaction to this incident was not as consistent as before, and they looked at each other, each with their own opinions.

"For all these years, this esteemed Highness Grade, who lives in the starlight, the land of sin, has built a sanctuary for himself, and at the same time has forgotten the teachings of Arendia, and has believed the words of these apostates! and, for all these years, he has saved the traitors who should have been sanctioned, and let her escape punishment, and they have hatched a terrible plot to feed the unclean with holy things—behold, the sword of God in her hand!"

Fitney's eyes suddenly widened, a little surprised.

"Yes, that sword must be a holy sword, I've seen its power!"

"Maybe it's Emore's saber—it can suppress the power of the black mist. ”

"It shouldn't belong to these traitors!"

The Sword of Kings had suddenly become the center of attention—the great shock it had caused not so long ago had shaken the warriors of the Holy See, and whether it was out of faith or greed, they would do their best to put the Sword of Kings in their name.

That seems to be Eddard's purpose—to point the finger at Greed and the King's Sword.

Fitney was ready for him to reveal his identity, but she suddenly found herself overestimating herself and underestimating Eddard - the Wyzdem family was indeed remarkable, but she was just a little girl who had not entered the aristocratic society and could not bring direct benefits to these people.

"Ed Ansendil, shut your mouth! The sword of kings does not belong to the Holy See!" Fitney didn't want to sit still anymore, she couldn't stand Ed's reversal of black and white anymore, she couldn't stand her own powerlessness, "Gray is not ......"

He was right. However, Grade's words interrupted all this, and he lowered his head slightly, his tone calm, "Mr. Ed is right, I have renounced my country, my faith—it was I who asked Lornay to stop the purges of the Holy See, so that you would not destroy my experiments. ”

Fitnair was dumbfounded, and when her Grede's opening was familiar with what she thought was the beginning of the "betrayal," Grede's last words made her understand.

Gray is to take all this "fault" for himself—Fitney keeps shaking her head, she doesn't understand why Gray is doing this: "No, it's not...... It's not like that......"

At this point, Fitney found that half of all the precautions she had done had failed—what she had intended to do for Grede had been ruthlessly overturned.

But why would he do it?!

"What else is that? I have known Letta for a long time, and the invasion of the Duchy of Ansendir has given me a chance. Grade's voice sent a chill through Fitney's body.

Fitney has always treated himself as a spectator – indifferently watching everything. This mood really accompanied her, making her Fitney Wittdham of the Wyzdem family, and Fitney Freyton of Starlight University - with many identities, but ......

But nothing can be changed.