In the darkness, amid the screams and low sobs of women, only Babaltan, the king of sand, remained motionless, his hands pressed tightly on the armrests of his chair, and sat on his throne, the back of his pale hands blooming with green tendons. There was a faint glint in his eyes, and a majestic voice came from his chest:

"Quiet down—"

As if it was a matter of habit, there was a sudden silence around me.

Seeing that the sand king had an expressionless face, it was impossible to guess what was going on in his mind at the moment—but perhaps he didn't think about anything.

The extremely penetrating voice gradually calmed down the surroundings, and people always have a herd mentality, not to mention that the people who can go on this high platform often have unusual backgrounds. Of course, after some people returned to order, others gradually calmed down, and only the low cry of the woman remained.

There was commotion in the distance, and the noise could be heard from below the square, where the bonfire was still pitch black after the bonfire had been extinguished.

Count Nurman was the first to react.

He immediately turned around and ordered the Sand Knights behind him, "Protect Your Majesty." ”

But the King of Sand raised his hand to stop him. Barbartan turned his head to look at the deacons not far away, and said calmly, "Go and re-light the bonfire, and the Star Ritual continues." ”

The deacon, who had been frozen in that place, nodded hurriedly when he heard this, turned around and hurried down the steps.

In the darkness, the Lord of Sand showed his composure, as if he had given confidence to others.

All eyes are on this direction.

Alepf fidgeted a little, he certainly understood what was happening, and couldn't help but look at his new friend. The Rite of the Stars—which had gone wrong when the Owl had been blessed by Count Vaisu—had never even happened in the history of Istania if anyone was angry......

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a step forward, stopped in front of Fang Yuan, and said to his father, "Father, ......"

But Babaltan waved his hand lightly, and his tone was indifferent: "Repeat the ritual." ”

Alepf was stunned, but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart - his father was stern and stubborn, but he did what he said - and re-performed the ceremony, that is, everything before was considered safe, at least his friend. As for other people's opinions, it may have some influence, but it doesn't matter much.

He turned his head, only to find that Fang Yu was drooping his eyelids, as if he was thinking about something.

"Ed?"

Fang Yu raised his head and nodded to the latter with some gratitude.

He hadn't reacted from that illusion for a while, but that didn't mean he hadn't noticed what was going on in the outside world, and Alef excused him, and he naturally saw it. It was only at this moment that he really regarded His Royal Highness the Prince of the Istanians, or the future young king of this sea of sand, as his friend.

In the past, although he also accepted the other party's favor, he regarded it as a transactional relationship, just like him and Her Royal Highness the Celestial Princess, the eldest princess would of course return the favor for the help of the Seven Seas Brigade. But beyond that, the Seven Seas Brigade would never go out of their way to support Her Royal Highness, because they had neither the ability nor the need to do so.

But if it's everyone in the Seven Seas Brigade, or those who have helped them, the true friends of the Seven Seas Brigade.

If anything happens to them, Fang Ou - and even the Seven Seas Brigade - can do whatever it takes to rescue them.

For example, if Sylvide is wanted and persecuted by the royal family of Cowlin because of his father, then he will not even consider standing on the opposite side of the royal family of Cowlin-Ishurian.

Even if the alliance intervenes and the Star Gate Port intervenes, he will not change his position.

This has nothing to do with the "Stargate Declaration", it is the bottom line of the Seven Seas Brigade, not to mention that the intervention of the alliance and the Stargate Port itself violates the "Stargate Declaration", so the rest is only the justice in the heart that can be decided. Fang Yu believed that if it really came to that time, the alliance's decision might not be known, but Xingmen Port would definitely not do it.

It was hard for him to believe that Sophie and Su Changfeng, the military and his homeland, would act like this.

It's not about profit, it's about faith.

The campfire was soon lit up again.

Fang Yu couldn't help but look at the king who was sitting on his throne, who had been very calm from before until now, and he also had some admiration in his heart. That is the bearing of the king of a country, can he be so calm and calm in such a situation?

Alepf also looked at his father, and his heart was a little complicated for a while, his father had already handed over Istania to himself, maybe it was only a few months later. But what he felt in his heart at the moment was not excitement, but a little uneasy, can he do it to this extent?

Can you really rule this land and let Istania go down the right path?

There were only a thousand people in this square, and the safety of thousands of people was at stake, because his father's words were a word, and did not cause further turmoil. And how old is Istania, and how many people live in this sea of sand, can their own words still allow them to enjoy the peace and tranquility they have today?

He stumbled upon the Governor behind his father.

He and the other party's daughter, Ravali, are old acquaintances, and the relationship between the two families is also very close.

Nourman, however, noticed the young prince's gaze and bowed his head to him gently, as if to greet the future king and reassure him. Alepf finally breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, there were still old ministers from his father's time, not to mention that his father was still by his side, and he knew that he would be a little naïve to think so—but it at least put him at ease.

In the midst of the deacon's boring chanting.

Starlight rose from the campfire again—

It's actually just a fire-type spell, and it's not of a high rank, only dazzling light effects, but no actual effect. Its true meaning lies only in the inner meaning it represents, an important annual celebration that is the hope of the inhabitants of Cuestak and even the people of Istania for the future.

Once again, the starlight came to the high platform.

Seychelle handed the staff from his right hand to his right, and the old man smiled helplessly, for a unique accident in the history of Istania for more than 700 years, he had actually crashed into it. If you want to say that it is serious, it is not serious, but it must not be said that there is no impact, it depends on how people think of this accident.

But his own reputation will certainly be at stake.

He looked at Fang Yuan, but he didn't intend to be angry, but with a gentle smile in his eyes, he stretched out his hand again. "There was a little accident, but it doesn't hurt, Mr. Eddard, let's finish the blessing ceremony."

Fang Yu hesitated a little.

He is really afraid of his ability to cause trouble now, once it is fine, if he does it again, even if it is himself, he thinks that he has messed up this star ceremony, what will the others think? I'm afraid that the king of sand, Babartan, won't be able to protect him, so he will use him to appease everyone on the spot, right?

This is simply a disaster star, and not killing is not enough to make the people angry.

What could he do?

Stew yourself in an iron pot?

Thinking of these messy things, Fang Yu stretched out his hand with some hesitation and shook it with Count Vaisu.

At the moment of handshaking, a faint light flashed on the back of the old man and Fang Yuan's hands, but Fang Yuan's hands were facing away from everyone, and the faint silver light was not conspicuous under the starlight - only Fang Yu himself felt that the back of his hand was slightly hot.

The next moment, Seychelle opened his eyes with some surprise and looked at Fang Ou.

The previous incident had already made Fang Yu a little weak for a while, and when he saw the other party's gaze, he couldn't help but panic in his heart - he asked tentatively, "Mr. Seschel, what's wrong?" ”

The old man was slightly stunned, then smiled: "I don't see your future, Mr. Eddard." ”

"But this is also expected, the fate of the Holy Chosen is already uncertain, you are chosen, and the destiny of heaven is determined."

"What is the Chosen One?"

"Nobody knows, it's just an old prophecy, Mr. Eddard."

Seychelle shook his head slightly.

But the ritual must go on, a hint of cunning flashed in the old man's old eyes, he let go of Fang Yuan's hand, and deliberately raised his voice: "I see your future, young man, you will soon find a beautiful girlfriend-"

Fang Yu was immediately petrified.

Much of the matter about the Chosen One was no secret in the eyes of these powerful men, and it was immediately understood that it was a well-intentioned joke, and a low laugh rang out from the high platform.

Many young girls, perhaps the daughters of a concubine, or the daughters of princes and ministers, as long as they are not the eldest daughters, all looked in this direction curiously. Although Fang Yu is just an ordinary person, the Holy Chosen One, favored by the King of Sands, Babaltan, and the first to be blessed together with Prince Alef, how many people can only get such an honor?

Under Seychelle's kind gaze, Fang Yu only walked back a little embarrassed-

The blessing was over, and he and Alepf could no longer be in front, and he walked up to Lavalli, and the blonde count's daughter gave him a strange look, as if to say something, but at last he stopped talking.

After him and Alep, it was the turn of the others to come forward one by one to receive the blessing.

After everyone's blessing, the starlight above the night sky exploded at once, like a bouquet of flowers, speckled with bright lights, sprinkled on the entire Questak - like a rain of light, so that the night was also shrouded in a hazy and dreamy atmosphere, that scene was really beautiful in Fang Yu's eyes.

He felt that he might not forget such a scene many years later.

The light and rain under the night sky, intertwined with the cold silver sand sea in the distance, are like a dream, but also a reality. After that, the celebration finally entered the climax, and the melodious music sounded again, and many ministers returned to the hall.

A potential upheaval in the Star Ritual seems to have simply subsided.

On the high platform, there were only a few young people left, he and Alepf, and a group of young girls who were curious about this young alchemist. Alepf seemed to want to say something to him, but there were so many people that he couldn't say anything for a while.

Soon after, there was a sudden exclamation from the periphery of the small circle—and the two of them looked in that direction, only to find that the Sand King Babartan had actually gone and returned, and walked in with Nurman, Sescher, and the gloomy-faced old man in separate crowds. The aristocratic maidens bowed and saluted—and the King of Sand did not rebuke the sons and daughters of his courtiers too harshly, but only made a few small jokes with them.

It made the girls giggle.

However, after the joke, these aristocratic girls also had a lot of eyes, and they left one after another—a few of them were bold, and they turned around and threw Fang Yu a hot look.

Babaltan looked at the departing backs of the girls with some emotion.

"Actually, it's not impossible for the Chosen One to be united with the natives," the King of Sand looked at him with a hint of ridicule, and said, "They are the second daughters of each family, and if you fancy any of them, I can tell them on your behalf." After this ritual tonight, their clan won't disagree—"

"Actually, the little daughter of Count Nurman's family is not bad, but it's a pity that it is the pearl of his palm, and he may not be willing to give it up."

He looked at Count Nurman to the side.

Lavalli, who was standing beside the Count, was startled, and her face turned white. But Fang Yu hurriedly said: "Your Majesty said that I have a girlfriend." ”

"It doesn't hurt to have a girlfriend," Barbartan laughed, but said no more about it, "Mr. Ed, Alepf regards you as a friend, and I will soon pass you on to him—and my son, though not very successful, can be a reliable friend. Do you plan to stay in Istanya and help him govern the country? ”

These words made Fang Yu so frightened that he almost didn't bite his tongue.

What the heck?

The Sand King Babartan actually made him a Elector, a novice to the Alchemist Guild, to stay behind to help the future king of Istania govern Istania and govern this kingdom above the sea of sand?

What is this concept?

This position must be at the level of prime minister, although Istania does not have this position.

It is not surprising that a king is looking for a minister to assist him in his future successor. But what is he, a newcomer to the stranger, a half-new person who has not yet reached level 30, this sounds too unreasonable, right?

Sure enough, before he could agree, the gloomy old man behind Babaltan stood up and said categorically, "Your Majesty, no." ”

Seeing this guy, Fang Yu cursed in his heart.

Although of course it is impossible for him to stay and be some 'prime minister', this old guy has been unhappy with himself since before, and now he is indeed the first guy to stand up and say bad things about himself. Speaking of which, he still looks innocent, and he hasn't offended this old man before, why should the other party?

Babaltan was not surprised, but only asked, "Why?" ”

The old man glanced at Fang Yu with a cold light in his eyes, bowed down and said, "Your Majesty, have you forgotten the military information brought by Count Nurman not long ago, this person also led people to attack Bein Fortress not long ago, who knows whether he is friend or foe?" What's more, the Chosen One is already a bunch of lawless people, so what qualifications do they have to help His Highness Alef govern Istania? ”

"Finally, Afi—"

"Alright, Seneman," the Sand King interrupted the latter, this was the first time Fang Yu knew the name of this old thing, but he thought about it for a while, and he really couldn't think of anything that this name had to do with him. Babartan continued, "I understand all of this, but that's what I'm asking, and Ed may not really stay. ”

"That's true," replied Fang Yu hurriedly, "Your Majesty, I still have some things that I won't stay in Istania for long." ”

After Seneman was refuted, he was obviously reluctant.

However, he heard Fang Yu say that he would not stay in Istania for a long time, so he endured it and retreated without saying a word.

"It's okay, I know you," Barbartan patted him on the shoulder, "but you just have to remember that you have been to this land, remember this ceremony tonight, and remember Alepf as a friend, the future is a big place for you, and it is only a luxury to leave a person chosen by the audience in Istania." ”

Hearing the words 'chosen by the stars', Seneman behind the King of Sand was visibly stunned, and couldn't help but raise his head to look at Fang Yuan.

Fang Yu himself was stunned.

Of course he knew where this statement came from, and the lizards had mentioned it to him more than once, but they hadn't explained it.

Karatu also has a good time, and occasionally talks to him a few times.

But how did the King of Sand know?

Babaltan looked at Seschel on the side, and as soon as Fang Yu saw the old patriarch of the Oath Keeper clan, he suddenly understood. Because of his exposure to the Radiance of the Sky and the strange mark of the crown, Mazak chose himself as the inheritor of the Ring of Golden Flame because of this, and Seychelle must have known this.

In this way, the king of sand naturally knew his identity.

He seemed to have realized that this might be the real reason why he had received these special honors tonight - but he looked at the king, and for a moment he still didn't quite understand, did the other party really believe in such an ambiguous prophecy?

Even he didn't know what Cangzhihui would bring him, everything was just the words of the lizard.

Mazak's choice may have played some role, but everything seems to have some element of chance and luck, whether it is to sabotage Dorifin's plan or to defeat the wanderer by luck.

In fact, every time it was almost a failure, if it weren't for Dickett and Princess Brian last time, and this time it was Karatu and Donde—if someone wiped their butts every time they met afterwards, they wouldn't know how it would have ended.

All in all, Fang Yu didn't feel that he was really a chosen one, perhaps just like Marlan's Holy Chosen - there were many chosen ones, and he would not be the only one who had come into contact with Cang Zhihui. As he knew, Mia also had that half of the crown, and perhaps one of these people was the chosen choice of the stars, but not necessarily him.

A person may be lucky for a while, but he cannot be lucky for a lifetime.

The Sand King treated him differently for such reasons, and to be honest, he felt a little uneasy.

Is it true that he had made a big fuss in Bein Fortress, and that Miss Afifa, who seemed to be very important to the Sand King, is still in her own hands—at least in the eyes of the other party, right?

Is the other party really not guilty of this matter at all?

Fang Yu couldn't help but think a little uneasily.

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