"Your Highness, it's time to enter the city. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Gréin Saint Laurent was awakened from his contemplation.

His own soldiers reminded him in a heavy tone.

It's not early.

It must have already started inside, right?

It's time to go, and if you don't go, it's too late.

It's just that the person he was waiting for still didn't come.

But it doesn't matter.

After all, you can't really rely on outsiders.

How can outsiders understand what the brilliance of Saint Laurent is?

The throne of Saint Laurent, in the end, can only be defended by the descendants of Saint Laurent.

Fight for yourself.

Gleiin got up, and the long night of sitting almost made him not stand still.

However, he is a long-tested Saint Laurent warrior, and the army of the Central Empire has also been in friction and confrontation for more than ten years in the frontier, so naturally he will not be knocked down like this.

He put on a full suit of intricate heavy armor to represent his status as a prince, and rode a pure black horse.

"Let's go. He looked at the Emerald standing high in the clouds and walked straight forward.

He was followed by more than a dozen personal soldiers.

Those famous Saint Laurent No. 1 soldiers silently watched their generals.

Gleiin was not slow to move, and soon came to the foot of the city of Emerald Filipino.

When he arrived in the city, he was not able to enter the city directly, and he still had to go through many procedures.

Clermont was not afraid of him, and he was even more afraid of the Teutonic Knights behind him, so he would definitely not let him enter the city easily.

But today, they are doomed to be defeated.

The Twelve Families had already surrounded the Emerald like an iron bucket, and no matter how brave the Teutonic knights were, it was impossible to break through the Emerald city defense system that King Arthur had set out to build.

It was built after his failure to go north, modeled on the defense system of the Central Castle.

Not to mention the Teutonic Knights.

Even if Yves Saint Laurent's three Zhenguo forces attack together, there is absolutely no way to break it.

Therefore, they could only be outside the city, a few steps away, but it was difficult to take a step forward, and they could only watch Saint Laurent collapse and destroy, and they could do nothing.

If King Arthur had a spirit in heaven and knew that some of the efforts made in the past to consolidate the royal power of Saint Laurent had become the swords and axes that were swung at Saint Laurent today, he would not know how to feel.

Glynn was finally released after an accident with his pass.

A gap was opened in the gate, allowing only one person and one horse to pass through.

Grun walked towards the passage first, but his eyes were looking at every corner of the gate.

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"Ladies and gentlemen. Artoria didn't know what was feeling in her heart, but she looked at the people who were supposed to be the ministers of Saint Laurent's humerus, but now looked at her like hungry tigers, ready to choose people to devour, and said, "Today is my father's funeral." ”

Her father's coffin was laid out behind her, covered with red maple leaves.

His soul may not have been completely dispersed.

Just looking at this group of people.

But......

"Yes, today is His Majesty's funeral, what nonsense are you all talking about?"

He behaves like a perfect loyal servant, denouncing those with ulterior motives.

"Aren't you not sad that I, Saint Laurent, lost the Holy Monarch?"

"Excuse me, Your Highness. ”

No one spoke.

Of course everyone listens to Clermont.

Since Clermont said to wait, then they waited.

It's not bad for this moment anyway.

It should be regarded as the last loyal monarch and patriotism.

After all, it is still difficult to hear the title of a rebel minister who conspires against and usurps the throne.

Although, after today, their title of rebel minister may not be washed away.

But, who cares?

Anyway, in the end, the history books are written by the victors.

Maybe in 10 or 20 years, everyone will remember you as a rebel.

But what about a hundred years from now?

They will only be the founding heroes of the new dynasty.

Like this new dynasty that is destined to shine in the annals of history, it will be passed down through the ages.

"Thank you. Artoria said thank you to Clermont, "Thank you for your kindness, Duke Clermont. ”

As if she didn't know what they were going to do, Artoria turned around and continued to worry about her father's funeral.

After the red maple leaves are covered, Artoria begins the second ritual by announcing the deeds of the deceased king to the whole nation as a sign of his wisdom.

Artoria took the reading note handed over by the royal guard on the side, and looked at the beautiful words written in advance on the manuscript paper.

For a long time.

"My father...... He was a great king. Artoria spoke suddenly, but it was not what was on the manuscript paper, she calmly closed the readings, and looked at the crowd again, "I will not let him bear the shame of being the last king." ”

As soon as this sentence came out.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became solemn.

Those who were sitting, for some reason, this king, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, suddenly began the final showdown.

"I thought I could be more calm and face all this, but no. Artoria shook her head, "I can't, I can't watch, the kingdom left by my ancestors is ruined in my hands." ”

"I have King Arthur's blood in my veins. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, I won't admit defeat today, draw my sword. ”

She threw down the reading in her hand, and turned to look again at her father, the king in the coffin.

There was a second of silence.

"Your Highness, you look very bad like this. Clermont shook his head, "I thought you could be more mature in dealing with today's matter, but unfortunately, as we have always said, you have not been mature enough to take over such a huge country. ”

"Your impulsiveness will end up ruining everyone. ”

"So I'm supposed to politely accept everything you're about to inflict on me?" Artoria shook her head, as if smiling, "I'll let you take everything from Saint Laurent from me, and then I'll get down on my knees and say to you, thank you, thank you for not killing." ”

"Haha......" she laughed.

"Your Highness, why do you have to do this?" Clermont felt both a little bored and Artoria a little pitiful.

It's just that, compared to Raphael, who is dead and can never come back, Clermont feels that she is not miserable enough.

"Your Highness, in that case, if you have anything else to prepare, take it out. ”

Clermont is casual.

In the face of an enemy who has lost his mind, no matter what, it is impossible to lose.

Even if it was true, as she said, she had King Arthur's blood in her veins.

So what?

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The second more. (To be continued.) )