Night dew condensed on the surface of the leaves, and as soon as the crystal dew reflected the morning glow, the county town had already woken up.

Looking down from the sky, countless civilians appeared in the streets and alleys, bringing the old and supporting the young, and under the maintenance of the city guards in dark yellow uniforms, like countless streams, gathered in an orderly manner towards the square in the east of the city.

Seongdong Square is located outside the market and is the largest square in the county.

This is the area of the civilian area, and the nobles of the county capital have never appeared here in the past.

Even for the festival, the nobles would only celebrate in the marble-paved puzzle square, and the Grand Guild graciously decreed that some commoners should be allowed to enter the noble district, have fun with the nobles, and enjoy the good wine and rich food generously provided by the Grand Duchy and the nobles.

But on this day, just as dawn fell, hundreds of aristocratic carriages were quietly parked next to the simple stone steps of the eastern square of the city.

For the first time, the noble soles of the nobles stepped into the realm of the plebeian area, and many of them stood on the ground of the plebeian for the first time.

These ladies and gentlemen, dressed in burqas and gowns worn on formal occasions, gathered quietly, showing the order of the ruling class of a country, without anyone whispering, as if they were attending a solemn funeral.

The wealthy occupy the periphery of the square, men in felt hats, ladies and ladies covered with veils, mixed with young children, each standing upright, facing east.

When the civilians saw this, their hearts finally let go of the anxiety they had since learning of the doom.

No matter how much they slander the nobles in their hearts, the respect and awe of the aristocracy in the subconscious of the commoners is still deep-rooted.

The nobility was the model of the commoners, the natural rulers, and the last wall in the hearts of the people.

The fact that they appeared en masse, rather than quietly leaving the city for refuge as the rumors of the past two days, reassured countless civilians and let go of their last fears.

Even the noble lords and their families are still there, what are they afraid of, it's a big deal to die together!

Commoners are weak, like sand scattered on the ground, at the mercy of fate, but if there are nobles in the middle, they can sometimes have the courage to fear life and death.

A wooden platform was erected in front of the square.

The private soldiers of the Blue Iris Castle were armed with shields and swords, and wore armor, and tightly surrounded the square wooden platform, so that the crowd was separated from the wooden platform by three feet.

A red velvet carpet covered the square platform and hung down to the ground under the three-foot-high wooden platform.

Princess Elizabeth with little John in her arms appears on it.

She was dressed in the burqa of the Grand Duchess for formal occasions, with delicate patterns that hung from her neckline to her feet, and the embroidered hem dragged back so that two people could hold her up behind her.

The nobles in the audience and the commoners on the periphery of the square saw that the Grand Duchess was holding their future sovereign in her arms.

The boy, who was less than two years old, wore a golden forehead band, his fleshy face was immature but solemn, and he frowned, and sat upright in his mother's arms, looking at his people with a stern expression.

"My subjects and people!"

The Grand Duchess spoke.

The amplification of her soft and majestic female voice spread throughout the square, and it could be heard clearly even four or five streets away from the square in the east of the city.

"We have been confronted with a terrible conspiracy."

"This conspiracy comes from the plans of those hateful demons in the Ice Plains who have a blood feud with all of us, as well as some degenerate people in our ranks who have abandoned the dignity of our ancestors."

"Luckily, we found this conspiracy plague just in time before it broke out!"

"Fortunately, the great Stuart did not have the glory of the fallen ancestors, and we have a loyal group of fans, both nobles and commoners, who did not disappoint me and Earl John in this calamity—"

The Grand Duchess suddenly raised her voice, and the soft female voice became sonorous at this time:

"--I'm so proud of you!!"

Whether it is a nobleman or a commoner, at this moment, he unconsciously straightened his chest.

"We have loyal and trustworthy vassals! They did not abandon the creed of nobility, kept their oath to the Grand Duke, and guarded his people and land with the sword in their hands, and not a single one of them escaped from the battle, disappointing the Grand Duke and the people! ”

"We have a people who are obedient and obedient! They are reliable cornerstones, do not doubt the promises made to them by the Grand Duke, are diligent, obedient, courageous, and trust their rulers unconditionally! ”

Princess Elizabeth took a deep breath and suddenly handed Count John in her arms to the guards on the side:

"As the mother of Earl John, I am proud and deeply grateful that he will have such loyal subjects as you!"

In front of everyone's eyes, she suddenly bent down!

Two seconds later, she straightened up, her blazing gaze sweeping across the square:

"- You, worthy of the Stuart!!"

There was silence for two seconds.

With the exception of the guards, who were holding Earl John, all the guards lowered their spears and fell to one knee.

Then from the first row, the aristocratic men take off their hats and bend their chests, the women lift their skirts and squat deeply, and everyone bows their heads:

"--Sworn allegiance to !!"

When the civilians on the periphery of the square saw this scene, they didn't know who it was, and shouted:

"- Long live Stuart!"

Then, no longer needing to lead, the civilians knelt on the ground, exerted the greatest strength in their chests, and shouted:

"- Long live the blue iris!"

Gradually, the shouts of the nobles and commoners converged neatly:

"Swear allegiance to the Grand Duke of Rancester!"

"-- Long live the Grand Duke!!"

"Long live Earl John!"

"Long live Earl John!!"

Thousands of people worshipped.

Before she knew it, Princess Elizabeth's face turned red.

The atmosphere of frenzy is easily contagious.

Her chest rose and fell violently, and she suddenly understood in her heart why men would not hesitate to bury their own futures, and even all their relatives, to climb to the peak of power.

"Your Highness."

A soft voice in her ear pulls Princess Elizabeth back to reality.

Although no one could see Lin An, Princess Elizabeth knew that she was hidden nearby.

She finally woke up from the fantasies she had just had.

Princess Elizabeth turned sideways, centering the guard with Earl John in her arms, and then the three pinpin-pin guards with the velvet padded tray stepped forward.

Among the three trays is a flower pot, a clay and a small shovel.

The spatula is small, almost like a small spoon, completely mini.

The nobles and commoners in the audience didn't know what their Grand Duchess was going to do, and they watched her every move for a moment.

Princess Elizabeth picked up the shovel and held it in Earl John's hand.

The guards knelt down and held the pots, allowing the Grand Duchess, who had wrapped the small hands of Earl John, to solemnly scoop up a shovel of earth and pour it into the pots.

The whole process, under the gaze of everyone, whether it was the Grand Duchess or the guards, all had solemn expressions and solemn movements, as if they were completing a ritual.

After doing this, the Grand Duchess's personal officer came up and carried a gold plate much more valuable than the previous three trays, which was not covered with flannel, but only a turquoise seed.

Maybe it's because of the previous ritual that people are unconsciously infected.

Everyone instinctively felt that this turquoise seed was different from all seeds, full of magic, as if it was breathing, and at the same time emitting a slight green light.

Princess Elizabeth held Earl John in her arms and put the seeds into the pot with her own hands.

Almost as soon as the seed fell into the pot, a huge, bright light bloomed from the pot!

……

"It's my turn."

Lin An was hidden in the air.

She wore a crown of leaves on her head and held an oak branch, her eyebrows replaced by fine green leaves formed by energy, and the mysterious beauty of golden veins spread from her forehead, to her cheeks, to her neck, all the way through her body.

If someone saw Lin An at this time, they would have no doubt that the goddess had come.

From the time the seed took the stage, Lin An had already begun to chant mantras.

In her mind, twelve pale golden divine texts swirled, and the power of nature released by the acorn fruit almost formed a rich green mist in the spiritual sea, and with each incantation, one by one was extracted.

Everyone saw that the air began to precipitate a slight glow of gold and green.

Knock -

The seeds fall into the basin.

Lin An also happened to recite the last incantation, opened his arms, and pinned upwards slightly, like a hug:

"Shenwen. Proverbs - Praise for Life! ”

……

"Ahh

The nobles and commoners in the audience whispered.

The golden green rays of light gradually converged into a huge female figure, shadowy, and with the light blooming in the flower pot, "she" embraced the unaware Grand Duchess and Count John in her arms from behind.

Click.

The clay pot was broken.

Rooting, germination, branching, leaf blooming, enlightenment, fruiting...... The turquoise seed completed the whole process in an instant.

The thick roots pierced the wooden platform and plunged into the ground, and the waist-thick tree was enough to make it clear that it was an oak tree.

Then, the branches of the oak tree were still expanding and elongating, like the arms of giants, holding up the huge and luxuriant canopy, pushing it up to the sky, covering the sky and the earth, and even the brilliance of the morning sun could not compete with it!

The people around the square have lost their voices.

They watched for the miracle to happen.

A green oak leaf falls.

It came over a civilian's head and melted into his body without any barrier.

It's like a rain.

The heavy body of the past suddenly became relaxed, like taking off a layer of heavy cotton clothes, and the strain and dark wounds left by the heavy body labor were unconsciously eliminated.

The civilians were stunned.

In his eyes, thousands of green leaves are falling.

They swirl and melt into everyone's body.

It's like a dream.

They subconsciously caressed their hearts and looked at the Grand Duchess and Earl John, who were held up in the middle of the canopy by the oak tree.

The giant goddess phantom had vanished, and a layer of divine golden light enveloped them.

An indescribable joy enveloped them.

They fell to their knees and worshipped reverently, tears of joy streaming down their eyes, and they kissed the ground beneath their feet with joy.

"O my Most High Mother, Thou hast not forsaken our ......"

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