Chapter 61: Shooting Stars
A meteor streaked across the sky, swaying, trailing with a long trail, flashing past people's eyes.
illuminates the faces of the viewers below.
A pale face with deep crow's feet at the corners of the eyes looks at another beautiful face that is impeccably beautiful, delicate and perfect.
In Shalom's eyes, there was shock.
"Is that really good?"
"Well, if the other Grand Dukes are still suspicious of this, and cannot come to an agreement, please cut off my head with your sword." The Grand Duke with a perfect face said firmly.
"Olga......" Shalom only felt a little choked in his voice.
"This is the last step, and I don't really want to die there yet." Olja laughed lightly.
"But if that happens, don't hesitate."
She reached out and took Shalom's hands.
The other man's fingers trembled slightly.
At the same time, another meteor streaked across the sky.
"But, at least after my death, the Grand Dukes of the entire kingdom are condensed." Aojia's face showed a rare yearning smile, and she looked at the shooting stars in the sky as if she saw hope for the future.
"Yes," Shalom sighed, "we wouldn't have gotten this far. β
"It's ironic that even now, when the power in the hands of the dukes has been eaten away by the king, these ignorant dukes, whether they are Aiden, Matilda, or Gwen, have their own different hearts, and they are scattered."
"I can understand, after all, no one dares to bet on everything until the end."
Olga said lightly.
She raised her head and stared motionlessly at the meteor in the sky.
"In fact, although the meteor is fleeting, at least for the time it exists, everyone can be amazed."
Olga pursed her lips and laughed.
"I'm sorry, this time, I'm still so headstrong, always playing the role of light, even if it's a fleeting meteor." She looked back at Shalom with a firm and gentle look in her eyes, "But, I know, you're the stronger one. β
"Olga ......" Shalom choked up with tears in his eyes.
"Because, only the strong will tolerate the weak. It's like you've been accommodating to me. Aojia crossed his hands on his hips and sighed.
"It's jealous and resentful."
"Aojia, why don't you let me ......"
"No, you don't have to pity me." Olga laughed, "I think the one who is really sorry is you." β
"If I really go that far, I will only lose a human head, but what you sacrifice is the entire Xiyan Territory, and even ......"
Olga stopped talking, sighed, and said, "Even your favorite child." β
"My life is really insignificant compared to that."
Shalom didn't speak, just kept his head down.
A drop of crystal light fell from her eyes and fell to the ground and shattered.
"And. Success or not, it is truly worth it for my head to be able to exchange the peace of the entire Santa Beta Territory and the unity of the Grand Dukes. β
The two men fell silent.
The night sky is silent.
The wind gently blew the long hair of the two men.
"I bought a member of the Magic Guild in Bright Moon City, and she will open the teleportation circle for us at that time," Oga continued, "There is an army that I have been training for a long time for this moment.
This army can be teleported directly from Santa Pagoda to Haoyue City, and it will be used by you when the time comes. β
"Okay." Shalom nodded, "I'll put on the armor of the Yuyan Collar for them." β
"Good work." Olga turned to face Shalom and reached out to take her shoulder.
"Regardless of the outcome, the whole kingdom will win new changes."
"It's just a pity that I may not see that day anymore."
Olga smiled brightly, her eyes filled with satisfaction.
"I'd really like to see β
You sit on a throne, with a crown on your head and a scepter in your hand, and reign over the world! β
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Shalom's eyes suddenly opened, and they burned like flames.
The moonlight fell calmly on the ground, and the stars were nowhere to be seen.
However, in her eyes, it was as if she had seen a meteor hidden in the sky by the moonlight.
Behind Shalom, a neat row of black-armored knights lined up.
From their figures and eyes, it can be seen that these people are all battle-hardened and the elite of the elite.
They stepped neatly across the ground, and even the sound of their armor rubbing against them was surprisingly consistent.
In everyone's sight, the Ross Castle in front is clearly visible.
Shalom exhaled a soft breath of mist and raised the longsword in his right hand in the cold wind.
"Kill it!"
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"Rorel......" The corners of Robin's mouth twitched, and his face was not very good-looking.
Things were going in the worst direction he had expected.
And the Lorel in front of him is obviously not something he can shake with money and benefits.
It's a terrible resemblance.
All feudal empires seem to be unable to escape this curse, and the confrontation between the lord and the king eventually turns into war.
Should I say that Shalom was naΓ―ve or courageous, and actually used this kind of surprise attack......
Robin straightened up, took the reins of the horse with both hands and put it on the horse's back, and looked at Rorel condescendingly, "One of the Four Knights of the Kingdom, the Knight of the Lonely Moon, I, Robin the Chosen One, I hope you can choose carefully."
Grand Duke Shalom's actions tonight, including what you're doing right now, are likely to bring disaster to Bright Moon City, and it's also likely that Etnell's future will be in jeopardy.
In addition to becoming a knight of Aojia, you have another identity -
Should the people of Itnair also think about the future of the kingdom? β
"It's possible to get better, isn't it?" Rorel smiled, "When the first king Saviara was assassinated, how could I not have thought like this, the kingdom is finished. With the loss of a great king, the country is in turmoil and faces invasion from outside. Butβ"
She spread her hands and looked at Robin in a hugging position.
"As you can see, the kingdom has ushered in a new era, and Itney has not fallen, but has become stronger in the face of adversity.
Like the stars, eternal and immortal. β
"Lorel ......"
"Lord Robin." Rorel laughed, "Time is running out while you're trying to persuade me. β
Robin's face froze.
"So, it's better to leave the ending to fate and to the god of life."
With endless admiration, Rorel looked in the direction of the temple in the distance.
"If we are doomed, then God will let you pass."
Lorel held the scimitar in his hand like a stone statue.
She let out a sigh, her gaze suddenly becoming terrifying.
"On the contrary, if I can stop you, it may also be God's will."
Robin clenched his fists tightly and said nothing with a low face.
"In that case...... We can only step past you. β
His eyes snapped open, and Robin swung his arms forward.
Behind him, the temple guards galloped forward.
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