When the silver-haired princess walked over, His Majesty the King on the throne had a gentle smile on his face.

The King of Westminster was no more than forty years old, with a graceful middle-aged man's appearance, and the beard on his chin was not too thick, but he looked very powerful.

He didn't stand up from the throne - that's the dignity of being a king.

However, when the other party got closer, he stretched out a hand, which meant that he wanted the other party to come to him, and it seemed that His Majesty wanted to stroke the princess's hair.

"No one has ever been treated like this except for the little princess Evelyn."

The nobles who saw this scene thought in their hearts that the favor of this new princess was obviously extraordinary.

A smile also appeared on Prime Minister Simak Sù's face, and the Fa Saint Atwood opposite him also bowed slightly.

No matter what others think, they are sincerely relieved by this situation.

All three were waiting for the princess to kneel at the king's feet respectfully, bow her head to accept the caresses, and show the world the warm side of the royal family; It turned out that Her Royal Highness the princess ignored the king's gesture, but walked straight to the right side of the throne, to the high platform where the crown was placed.

-- Then he picked up the crown with his hand.

There was a commotion in the audience.

Some of the people watching the ceremony were stunned, and many more began to talk about the unconscionable move.

"Princess Ashley, that's the crown to be crowned by the archbishop."

Prime Minister Simako reminded her with a smile, but now his smile was a little reluctant:

"Please put it down, it's a necessary process for the coronation......"

"My name is Natsu."

The silver-haired princess rested the crown on the index finger of her right hand, and spun it in circles:

"Don't call me by that name, or I'll be upset."

Smyko's face instantly turned blue.

He was the chancellor of the kingdom, and his greatest rival, Augustus, suddenly rebelled. Then he died strangely in the bloody night of the royal capital, and finally he was lucky to get this position.

But even a princess should not speak in such a tone to the powerful figures of the kingdom!

If it is put on any other member of the royal family, the prime minister, who is not very good-tempered, will immediately turn his face and give the other party a big embarrassment.

But today Smycoe didn't do that, and smiled again. Continue to stand there as if nothing had happened.

His Majesty's hand froze in the air.

After a while, he lowered his hand awkwardly, the smile on his face still gentle.

At this time, the court magician next to him spoke on behalf of Atwood:

"Your Royal Highness, if you like this crown, you may want to sit back and admire it, Archbishop Fain may be a little late, we have just received a magical contact, he is going to pick up a few guests to attend your coronation......"

"The time has come."

The silver-haired princess looked at the clock behind the throne:

"I hate people who are not punctual. Let's get started. ”

She stopped turning her fingers on the crown and threw it on the table with a crisp sound:

"Just tell everyone the necessary content, and then hand over the relevant texts of the territory to me, and the rest are superfluous."

Atwood smiled wryly and closed his mouth, making a helpless look at the King of Westminster on the throne.

"Boom!"

The king pondered for a moment, paused for a moment with the scepter in his hand, as if he wanted to say something.

"I'm against this coronation!"

Suddenly, a shrill voice came from the crowd.

The people who were talking fell silent for a moment.

A pair of surprised eyes looked towards the place where the voice came from. I saw a thin man in a crimson aristocratic robe parting the crowd and walking towards the throne with his head held high.

"It's Duke Eric!"

Many people know who this man is. I don't understand why he blatantly messed with the princess at the coronation.

- You must know that this coronation ceremony was approved by His Majesty the King himself!

"There's a good show to watch."

Some people who know the inside story show a gossip look.

"Not only him, but also Cremont and Nasef! What are they trying to do? ”

A nobleman whispered.

"Cremont, the Sword Master who has been in the limelight in the South in recent years?"

Some penchant-lovers began to stand on tiptoe to see the kingdom's swordmaster.

"Eric's precious daughter died on that island, and it seems that Her Royal Highness the princess killed her, so she has been haunting her."

Someone who knew the inside story opened his mouth. The tone is full of sarcasm:

And the Hai Ruisen he originally supported also died, and the influence of the director in the royal family was greatly reduced; In recent years, not only have she been spreading bad words about Her Royal Highness the princess at court meetings, but she has also been secretly in contact with certain countries...... I think he's crazy. ”

"His daughter? Who is it? ”

"Looks like it's called Mavis......"

"The one in green is Nasef, a man who has a close relationship with the Duke of the Spirit Realm and belongs to the Egret faction of the military. I've always had a good relationship with Eric. ”

The man who spoke watched the three of them walk to the princess in front of the throne, and suddenly frowned:

"What do they want to do? It was not a place where ordinary ministers could stand. ”

With a sneer on his face, Duke Eric walked forward with his cane, and soon there was less than ten meters between him and the silver-haired princess.

"I have submitted to His Majesty Xià many times to examine the island and dig out the truth of the year, but it has been rejected repeatedly; And you, the suspect, have been hiding your head and showing your tail, and you didn't appear in front of me until today......"

He was about to continue walking forward when suddenly a man in black robes passed by, blocking the path of the three of them.

"Guards! What about the guards? ”

A chilling aura came from the other party, and Duke Eric took a step back in shock and shouted loudly to the surroundings:

"How can you just let these unknown people in, and they still have weapons hanging from their waists! Someone get him arrested! ”

"That's Her Highness the Princess's bodyguard, Sir Eric."

Standing beside the throne, the Dharma Saint said lightly: "Just like Cremont with a sword behind you, they are also licensed people. ”

"It's nonsense!"

Eric sneered:

"Cremont is a sword saint specially enshrined by His Majesty, and of course he has the qualifications to wear a sword in the court, which ...... What are the four people? ”

He glanced at the side of the silver-haired girl, and found that there were three black-robed guards, each with a long sword hanging from their waists, standing there silently, thinking that it was three dead people if he didn't pay attention. (To be continued......)