Itnell, Bright Moon City, King's Castle.

The door to the king's study was pulled open by the guards.

A young woman, who had been waiting for a long time, was summoned by His Majesty and walked in from outside.

She straightened her upper body, swung her arms, and her steps were sonorous.

Iron boots rattle the marble floor.

"Your Majesty the King."

The visitor got down on one knee and placed his right hand horizontally in front of his knee.

In front of her, behind the wide mahogany table, sat a middle-aged man with a sturdy build.

She was dressed in a gorgeous fox white velvet robe, her long black hair neatly coiled back her head, and a golden moon-shaped crown on top of her head.

Her scepter rested on a large mahogany table, and on the white wall hung the sword she had once made her famous.

His Majesty the King was working at his desk, his eyes meticulous.

"You're welcome." The king of Iternel raised his head, the tip of his pen still resting on the letterhead, his black eyes deep and charming, and his eyes looked calmly at the comer.

The young lady who came in was wearing an unusually cool short skirt with a thigh-length fox fur skirt and a linen-colored short-sleeved shirt on her upper body.

Two snow-white thighs and arms were exposed, as if they didn't know anything about the cold.

The other party had long dark purple hair, which was neatly combed back at the moment and tied into a high ponytail.

From that childish face, there seems to be a trace of dissatisfaction with the hot weather.

However, the king knew that her actual age was much older than she looked.

The man stood up from the ground and looked at His Majesty with a calm look in his eyes.

After a moment, a smile broke out on the king's face.

"Looks like you're not used to the weather in the south." She put down the pen and paper and laughed, the corners of her eyes waving with beautiful crow's feet, "You know, it's late autumn here, and people have to change into thicker clothes." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." The visitor smiled, "You must know that I have long been accustomed to the eternal cold of the north, and since the day you sent me, I have become a frost man. ”

"Haha." The king laughed out loud, "So you blame me?" ”

"No, I don't have the guts." She smiled and fanned the wind in her ear, "But I really miss it, the humid heat and delicious sweet food of the south, I still remember dragon fruit and bananas, and the sweetness of jackfruit." “

"You can eat as much as you want. You look for Dilan, and she'll treat you well. The king said boldly.

"Then thank you, Your Majesty."

The other party bowed slightly.

"However, speaking of Prime Minister Dilan, on the way I came before," she said with a smile on her lips, "she seemed very angry when she saw Prime Minister Dilan, as if he was talking about taxes. ”

"Oh, that thing." The king's face changed slightly, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly, "I guess I'm angry again about the believer tax levied by the gods, after all, there are only so many people in Itnair, and their contributions are limited."

The state and the gods will have to collect taxes at the same time, and they will certainly not be able to bear it.

In the end, it must be a problem to throw it back. Dylan wasn't easy either. “

"People can't starve to death, the state needs to function, and of course money." The comer's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were full of anger, "The people of the Divine Society are too much. ...... at such a time"

The king shook his head, "Don't talk about that, is there something important that you are here?" ”

"Me?" The other party smiled slyly, "I'm afraid I'm here to trouble you, too, you know those frost giants in the north." ”

"Okay, I got it." The king let out a sigh, "Go to Dilan, he will arrange it for you." and said that I had agreed. ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The other man put his right hand to his chest and bowed deeply.

"Don't come to me in the future." The king frowned and said, "I'll look for you next time." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The visitor bowed slightly, but did not intend to leave immediately.

"Oh, yes." She ruffled the long hair from her ear behind her hand and looked at the king with wandering eyes, "I heard about something on the way here. ”

The king's eyes were slightly raised, staring at her intensely.

A smile appeared on the corner of the visitor's mouth, "It is said that this time, Lord Saiya's envoy to Saikrid brought back the new Chosen One of Itner. ”

The king did not speak, but his face was as deep as a cloud that covered the sky.

"Is that the kid?" The visitor restrained his smile, and his expression became extremely solemn, "I remember that sixteen years ago, the Chosen One of Itnell had already ......"

The king's hands clenched slightly, "Z, this matter has nothing to do with you. ”

The other party didn't stop, "You don't want him to return to the temple directly, do you?" ”

She thought for a moment, then raised her head to look at His Majesty the King, who was in the prime of life in front of her, "This is a great opportunity for us. God has intervened in too many things over the years.

It is because there is no Chosen One that the Divine Messenger is the only one who can cultivate the Tree of Life.

Because of this, we must be afraid of her everywhere.

I'm afraid that she won't be able to take good care of the sacred tree, and I'm afraid that the sacred tree will wither.

Once there is no fruit of life, it means that there is no new population in Itnair, and it is going to die.

So we endured it again and again, watching the gods grow stronger, and watching their Templars and local gods become more and more armed and stronger......

But ......"

She raised her head and looked at the king with burning eyes, as if an ideal had been ignited—

"It's different now. As long as the Chosen One has mastered the method of cultivating the Tree of Life, there is no need for the Divine Messenger to exist, and we ......"

“Z!“ The king's face was full of shock, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

The person who came was slightly stunned and immediately reacted.

"I'm sorry. Your Majesty, ”

She was so frightened that she hurriedly bowed her head, and at this moment, she suddenly remembered that the person in front of her was no longer the Grand Duke of sixteen years ago, but the supreme ruler of Itnair, the master of Haoyue City, and the current King His Majesty.

The king's chest rose and fell, and it took a while to slow down.

She waved her hand and got up from her chair.

The mahogany chairs made a screeching sound against the marble floor.

"I've already sent someone to fetch him," she looked at her mildly, "so don't worry, he'll come back to me." ”

"Your Majesty is wise."

The visitor bowed his head tightly, and his whole body trembled.

It was not so much because of the fear of the king's wrath before, but because of the arrangement she later said that made her blood boil.

Come to Your Majesty first, not the temple, so that you can plant the seed in the heart of the Chosen One first......

She smiled with relief and quietly combed through the whole plan.

After a moment, the northerner looked up from the earth and looked up at the king, "Don't you really tell him about the Chosen One?" ”

The king's face was slightly startled.

But she immediately understood what the other party was saying.

"No, don't." The king said categorically.

After a pause, she shook her head, "At least not now." ”

His Majesty sat back on his throne with a gloomy face and a flickering light in his eyes, "It would only cause unnecessary trouble to let him know about that matter before he has been tested." You know, there's still a pair of eyes looking at us. ”

"You mean—the one in the temple?"

"But fortunately," the corners of the king's mouth rose slightly, "and when the Chosen One returns, we will be able to free ourselves from that man's bondage." ”

She brought her hands to her chest and sighed heavily—

"The premise is that the Chosen One is loyal to us."

And not that God would.

Z, who came from the north, silently added in his heart.