Terrence stood in front of the window, pondering his next move. It has to be quick, we have to expose the queen's brutality before the evidence is destroyed, so I am afraid that I will not be able to wait for the magic that Colin brought back, there is no way, the situation is impermanent, and it will change later.

He reached out and closed the window, so that all eyes of the outside world could not see through the wooden window, and then the prince slowly closed his eyes, mobilized the magic in his body, and felt the surge of energy, and then, the air around him floated like water waves, and a chaotic air flow rose into the air, and the purple chaos fire cast a long shadow on the surrounding walls, and finally condensed into a nimble figure—a colorful leopard spirit.

"Roar!" The leopard spirit stretched and let out a long roar in the sky, and then slowly paced to his master's side, raising his head proudly to accept the prince's touch.

"Go find me the tapestry, and the people who have lost their eyes." The prince said in the ear of the spirit beast.

The royal guard of honor passed through several inner doors to the main hall in the center of the sanctuary and walked down the seven wide corridors under the dome, the seven corridors met in the center, and the surrounding nobles knelt down as Prince Terrence approached, as if they were paying homage to the new king.

Under the majestic dome of the main hall, made of crystal, glass and gold, Matthew? Freeman's body rests on a marble platform on a platform.

The deceased king wore an elegant crown of flawless crystals and gold threads on his head, and was dressed in glittering gold plate armor, the heavy iron plates did not care whether the deceased could bear his weight, the craftsmen carefully painted the plates with dark purple enamel, the cuirass, shins, and gloves were intricately decorated with gold feathers, and the gauntlet disc was the family crest of the Freeman family, the spear through the sun. The king placed a gilded scabbard and a giant sword decorated with rubies on his chest, which was held firmly with gilded chainmail gloves, and the sword was broad and slender, setting off the old king's shriveled body with some majesty.

It is ridiculous that the monks dressed my brother as if he were going to war, and that he had never led his soldiers into bloody battles in his life, in hunting grounds, in prostitutes' beds, in endless banquets, in places where dogs and horses appeared.

But I can't help it, I love you, brother. Your impudence within the confines of the palace has not spread to your people, your rule is smooth and generous, you are a wise old man, and your only regret is that you have not been able to continue the heirs of the Freeman family, but that is fine, if the vicious Hagen woman gives birth to a son, things may get worse.

At this moment, the wicked woman was kneeling before the king's spirit, her face was gloomy, her eyes were glazed, her whole body seemed to be weighed down by grief, her hooded cloak was as white as fresh snow, her long hair was like a silver spring, flowing on the back of her shoulders, and the long skirt under the cloak was decorated with mother-of-pearl and gold leaf, and she had to admit that even without any makeup, Queen Deanna was still a beauty.

Calm and relaxed, this woman must have the king's edict in her hand. Terrence thought. He took the honey candle from the archbishop's hand and symbolically removed the spark from the two immortal candles above his brother's head. Since Deanna had appointed herself to be in charge of the king's funeral, it was only natural that these trivial tasks such as succession would be taken care of by herself, and her intention was obvious, she wanted to draw attention to my usurpation, but she was not clever, on the contrary, most of the Freeman's vassals supported me, and the queen's move would only add fuel to the fire, and put me on the throne as a matter of course.

Nuns dressed in pure white silk robes held glowing magic crystals and sang hymns softly around the marble platform. If it was before his brother's death, he would definitely be happy to have so many beautiful girls around him. People are dead, what is the use of these false gifts?

Terrence walked to the bottom of the stone platform and stood, waiting for the tedious ritual to end.

The bishop stood in front of the marble platform and prayed to the Father for justice to King Matthew, and after the recitation, seventy-seven monks gathered in front of the king's altar and chanted a hymn for mercy.

After the singing, the king's body was carried into the elaborate ice crystal sarcophagus, where it was transported by huge winches and gears to the underground royal tomb for burial, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

For Terrence and Deanna, the real big play has just begun.

The queen slowly walked up to the high platform, swept away the previous gloomy image, and sat on the throne. Terrence and the nobles looked up at her, waiting for her to be proclaimed heir to the throne.

"Not much, fifteen silver coins." The owner grinned like a polite shark. This was the sixth inn that Brandt and his party had found in Sleeping Dragon City, and the previous ones were either suspicious of the strangeness of the four people, or they couldn't vacate two full rooms under the pretext of not being able to vacate two full rooms. The king had just died, and no inn dared to take in suspicious strangers at will.

The rough-faced guy took them upstairs, the room was quite tidy, and the mother and daughter of Kama had no opinion. Then the man rested his hairy arms on the window edge, "Dinner is not included in the room price, one silver coin per person, plus one copper cent for each glass of wine, and additional charges for horse fodder and bathing." The bar is on the left side of the front, and you guys are watching your salutes. Again, let me remind you that this is at the foot of the royal city, not a wilderness bazaar in your country, and if anyone dares to use a knife on my territory, I will throw them out and let them stay outside to be brought back to the fire by the patrolling guards. Do you understand? ”

The four of them forcibly suppressed their anger, but in order not to make trouble, they had to nod their heads and acquiesce.

"Am I dressed like a wilderness villager?" After the man left, Vanessa looked at herself in the bronze mirror.

"When you get to the palace, I promise you'll dress like a clown," Brandt slammed a large bag on the bed, "the squire of the prince of the Valley of Wine, and everyone else will look at you differently." ”

"Looks like you're planning to abandon the poor mother and daughter." Vanessa looked across the room.

"Don't tell me that you're having feelings for that little girl," Brandt opened the package and took out his leather armor, "but your tastes don't seem to have changed from male to female, and you like archers." ”

"Do you still have gems on you?" Vanessa asked rhetorically, and Brant shook her head, "yes, I don't either, so we'll have to rely on that little girl and her mother's silver coins to get to the royal city, you fool." ”

"At this point, we can go our separate ways." The prince put on his cooked leather armor and motioned to Vanessa to tie the straps for him, "That Karma is bent on currying favor with me, and I don't know that this cruel prince will divide me into several pieces and give them to my aunt, do you want me to wait for death by her side?" ”

"I don't know what you're afraid of," Vanessa said in a position that seemed a little ambiguous to outsiders as she had to reach out around the prince's waist in order to tighten the last of the straps, "If you think about it, you'll see that Terrence is much more merciful than your good aunt." ”

"Hmph, they're all raccoon dogs." Brant looked back at Vanessa, "Maybe Terrence didn't interfere in Andy's affairs, but using Other to deal with Deanna was definitely at his instigation." ”

"This shows that he is resourceful and good at exploiting human weaknesses." Vanessa didn't give in.

"He knew that the queen would not let Other go, and let the Ether mercenary group send him to death, what does this mean?"

"You're wrong," Vanessa grimaced, "it's not Terrence who sent them to their deaths, it's me." ”

For a moment the room fell silent.

Both of them felt the pain of the wound that had just healed being lifted up again.

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