For a moment, the air was suddenly quiet.

It is important to know that it has always been the privilege of the king alone to receive the cheers of the whole city. It is not only as simple as not being in the limelight, but also involving the uniqueness of authority in the minds of the people - it is not excluded that some people will mistake the king and use the genuine products next to them as a foil.

In such matters of principle, no matter how magnanimous a ruler may be, it is impossible to have the slightest share. So for thousands of years, no matter how things changed, generations of kings have always completed the parade alone.

Today, Béderick is undoubtedly challenging tradition.

Even if most people had expected that this deviant crown prince would become a deviant king when he came to power, it was unbelievable that he would go out of place to this point.

"Your Majesty, there seems to be no precedent for this, do you insist on it?" the attendant asked in a hesitant whisper.

"Of course. Without hesitation, Bédric extended his hand to Richard to invite, and his voice rang out in the silence, "If one day in the future, we really go to war with the undead and even the Titans." At that time, everyone should remember that it was a man named Richard who was the first to call the police. Even if it doesn't work out because of some people's stupidity, everyone should remember it!"

Richard stood in place, and Yeyu pushed him hard behind him, but didn't push.

"Your Majesty, with all due respect, it seems that this is all unconfirmed information. Suddenly, someone spoke.

The lord recognized this thing, it seemed to be called Gerald, the prime minister of a small southern principality. In short, it can be simply identified as an insignificant deflated three.

He's right, it's not dusty yet. The lord shrugged absently.

Experience will always change people, and the more magnificent it is, the more it can change. If he had just risen to prominence a few years ago, he would have been thrilled by the accolade and angry at the unwarranted questioning.

But now, the deflated three are still the deflated, but Richard is still the same as Richard back then.

He has no more complete pity for these frogs at the bottom of the well, like a summer mayfly can never understand what winter is, and it is difficult for these short-sighted politicians to watch the sun rise and set in another world.

The difference in vision makes the two sides think at very different heights, and forcing communication is just a waste of time.

Bédrick withdrew his hand with some regret.

"I can testify for Lord Richard. "A group of men burst in from outside the palace, dressed in clothes woven of green fibres, with slender bodies and pointed ears, all of them looking as beautiful as the people in the painting.

From the moment they entered, the air gradually filled the air with a scent of grass and trees, not strong but refreshing. Compared with this smell, most perfumes on the market are directly reduced to being only worthy of swill.

It's not the forest elves.

"You seem to be late. Richard's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a falcon.

At the foreground was an old elf with a white beard, whose face was wrinkled and rough like tree bark, and his long beard hung down to his stomach.

Coupled with a pure natural fiber robe, standing there is like an ancient tree.

Judging from the elemental fluctuations on his body, his identity as a magister is completely undoubted.

This coronation ceremony is really a grand event of all forces, and the top masters who are rarely seen in ordinary times are as cheap as cabbage on the street.

If there really is a god who directly erases the entire Flis at this moment, it is no exaggeration to say that the magic level of the entire continent will suffer catastrophic damage that cannot be recovered.

Richard also saw that the elven prince, who had been taught by himself once, was also impressively listed, and was looking at him through gritted teeth. If the hatred has weight, the lord of Alpine Fort will be immediately crushed into a meatloaf, and he will never be able to live beyond his life.

I don't know if it's the Holy Light Divine Technique or some other magic.,Barely healed his two broken legs.,Except for looking a little lame.,It's still quite free.。

Richard's gaze roamed back and forth between his legs, which immediately stirred up some not-so-good memories in him, and his face turned pale.

"That's Eragon, one of the top magicians among the elves, majoring in the very unorthodox botanical system. Yeyu whispered.

The circle of top powerhouses was not large, and for a well-informed immortal like the Ancient Dragon, it was not surprising that they all knew everything.

The lord nodded slightly in silence, always feeling that these pointy-eared people were not good.

The kind of clothes they wear now that are made entirely of tree fibers are simply not too old-fashioned. Even the elves who value tradition the most have stopped wearing it for thousands of eight hundred years, after all, they are not so stupid that they can't even tell if they are comfortable or uncomfortable.

Silk is the most popular fabric for pointed ears these days, followed by cotton. If Richard remembers correctly, the last time he cleaned up the elven prince, the kid was dressed in silk and was very trendy.

I don't know from which corner to turn out this outdated old antique, and deliberately wear it on occasions like the coronation, how to look at it is also a bit meaningful.

As for him saying that he could testify for himself - Richard sneered, the dignified lord of Alpine Castle, and could he use a bunch of unscrupulous forest elves to testify?

"In fact, we have verified through our own channels that what Master Richard said is true. Iragon's words were like a bombshell thrown into the sea, and it immediately set off a shocking wave.

"So the Titans really want to return to our world?" Gerald was the first to ask.

"That's right. ”

"How is this possible?" the envoys of the small country discussed with each other violently, and the scene became as noisy as a vegetable market.

They'd hardly ever seen the Titan skeleton in person, and they were still holding on to a fluke, not believing in the rumors that sounded fantastical.

Because Pompey had previously proposed to assemble troops for joint command, the statement that "everything is a hoax directed by a big country in order to annex a small country" is also very marketable. The envoys came with the earnest entrustment of their respective monarchs, vowing to fight for independence on the basis of reason.

The lofty sense of mission makes them fall into self-emotion, and they are full of thoughts that if they don't succeed, they will become benevolent.

As a result, Iragon's words now undoubtedly declared that they were all boring fools, and they immediately wailed all over the field.

"But I think Richard's attitude is a bit of a lack of consideration. Iragorn took a few steps forward with his wooden staff, and suddenly smiled as he watched the lord, his old face crumpled into folds.

"You mean that I broke His Royal Highness's leg with someone?" Richard touched his nose, his eyes flickering, "I'm very sorry for this, I really didn't think about it on the spur of the moment. ”

"It was just a little contradiction between the young people, it didn't matter at all, and Philidheim had forgotten about it. The old elf patted the little white-faced prince on the shoulder.

The latter forced a smile that was more ugly than crying.

Eragon continued, "I mean, the attitude towards the Titans. ”

Suddenly, the wind seemed to be a little noisy.