The next day, Sanzhefeng and his party headed for the capital of Bridania. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A group of them also brought those who still had some combat effectiveness, and the small team of 100 people marched in the direction of the national capital, following the footsteps of the princess.

As for the soldiers who were captured by them, except for the adjutant accident, the others were all repatriated by Sanzhefeng.

Originally, his move was questioned by many people, but Sang Zhefeng scolded them all back with a word.

"Is there a prison here that can hold so many people? Or rather, after we're gone, who will be able to hold them down? ”

His tone was very lazy and looked nonchalant, but all those who tried to contradict him were silent and did not speak.

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Sang Zhefeng didn't live in that small city last night, and probably no one knew where he was except for him and the little system on him.

The corners of Sang Zhefeng's mouth also kept smiling, as if he had accomplished something. He was lying a little lazily on the carriage over there, resting.

Although there are already magic-powered cars here, horse-drawn carriages are more useful in this situation.

As for the Magic Crystal car......

Wouldn't such a large group of people go up and be discovered and blown up?

[Are you really okay like this? It's just a verbal agreement, which has no suppressive power at all for an emperor! 】

The system floated in the narration of Sang Zhefeng, and said to Sang Zhefeng with some concern, it and Sang Zhefeng have always been in the same heart, and it naturally understood clearly what he talked about with the Calamity King yesterday - the contract made it tremble when he heard it - the only one who dared to talk to the king of a country like this was probably the guy in front of him!

As a result, the system simply did not believe that Sang Zhefeng's words could successfully impress the emperor - if it was so rebellious, it would be good that the king did not call the guards at that time!

But Sang Zhefeng didn't seem to have any idea at all, he still lay down on the carriage peacefully, crossed his legs, and looked leisurely.

【Tetsukaze! Isn't it too dangerous for you to do that! 】

The system fell on Sang Zhefeng's head and slapped his head, looking at the way it looked, it should have been too anxious to do it.

Sang Zhefeng looked at the system above his head, yawned, and said, "Don't worry, it will work." ”

[But...... It's also too ......]

Sang Zhefeng grabbed the system, and then, putting it in his hand, grabbed both sides, and then pulled out on both sides of it.

[Woo...... What are you doing......]

The system struggled with waving his little arms there, and Sanzhe had a wicked smile on his face.

"Are you suspicious of me? Are you doubting my abilities? Sang Zhefeng said this, and his hand did not stop, he kept rubbing the system in his hand, watching the little guy continue to deform in his hand.

[Woo...... I...... Am I not worried about you...... Woo woo ......】

The sound of the system changed slightly, and after torturing the system for a while, Sang Zhefeng put the system down with a satisfied face, and then lay down on the carriage again.

The system climbed on the carriage, then gasped and looked at Sanzhefeng.

"There are always people in the world who will place greater expectations on the future, on the race, rather than on their own interests."

Sang Zhefeng suddenly spoke, so said.

The system looked at Sang Zhefeng, flew up again, went around to Sang Zhefeng's side, and climbed onto his shoulder.

[Forget it, you just have to grasp it. 】

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The convoy of Sang Zhefeng and his party traveled very smoothly, and the journey was like a tour, and they didn't even meet anyone.

Originally, the people who followed Artoria had already prepared to "fight for the sake of the new country, even if they died", but until now they had not encountered a single enemy, as if they had been charging up for a long time and throwing a punch at once.

None of them knew whether to continue the solemn march or to soothe their spirits a little......

Of course, not everyone was thinking about it, and Modo, who was at the front of the line, was thinking about something else.

After revealing his identity, he was not abandoned by all the people, as he had imagined, on the contrary, he received more voices - his experience was simply the story of the troubadour, and his actions were praised by everyone, and naturally no one cared about him pretending to be a prince.

But he still had a sullen face, and he seemed completely devoid of energy.

He hadn't seen the girl since Lily had run away that day, and Lily didn't see him at all as if she was trying to avoid him, until finally Modo was about to leave, and he didn't know that Lily had left the city.

He didn't know why Lily was doing it, but he couldn't help it. Lily was gone, and he couldn't keep the girl no matter how much he could. But he really couldn't figure out what caused Lily to leave.

Don't...... Does she only care about the identity of that prince?

Mordo sighed, looking a little sluggish.

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"Enemy attack!"

The scout's voice rang out from the front of the line, and the next moment, the small figure acting as a scout scurried back from the front of the troops. Looking at him like that, he was already pale with fright.

Modo suddenly woke up from his slumber, and he looked up at the front of the group, only to see a group of knights on horseback rushing towards them.

Mordo was stunned and was about to open his mouth to give an order, but behind him, a girl's voice interrupted him.

"Everybody's on orders! Don't mess up your position, the soldiers push away from both sides, don't resist! ”

The girl's voice was not too loud, but it could clearly reach the ears of everyone around, and the girl's words were very concise, and the soldiers were only stunned for a moment after hearing it, and then immediately withdrew.

Modo also pushed away with the troops, and he did not forget to look at Artoria behind him as he retreated.

The blonde girl had no fear on her face, she took the sword in her hand, and looked at the enemy in front of her, her face full of war.

Maybe she's really fit to be a king......

Modo thought so.