The warm sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling stained glass windows, reflecting a colorful halo on Frona's body, the daughter of the most powerful man in the empire today, sitting quietly in front of the window, beautiful eyes sweeping the scenery outside the window with inquiry and curiosity. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On both sides of the spotless staircase stood well-armed soldiers, with sharp spear blades standing beside them, and the refracted sunlight left a brilliant color on the bodies of these soldiers, accompanied by the solemn sound of the horn, and the thunderous salute instantly resounded in the sky.

"Charming? The Grand Duke Violet was dressed in a splendid costume, his gray hair neatly tied behind his back, and his wise eyes showed a rare trace of warmth.

"Father!" Hearing the voice of the Grand Duke of Violet, Flora stood up and looked back, the girl with the light on her back looked extraordinarily calm, a faint smile hung on the corner of the girl's mouth, lined with the sun, in the eyes of the Grand Duke of Violet like the warm sun of midsummer, making his dark heart feel relaxed for a long time.

This is his daughter, even if in the eyes of outsiders she is a usurper who does all kinds of evil, a person behind the fisherman's profit, and a shameless person who betrays the faith of the nobility, but in the eyes of his daughter, he is always a great father, a father who can be trusted at all times.

Father, this Violet Grand Duke has heard the title for decades, and at this time, it looks very different, and it also makes this noble Grand Duke who has been hidden in the dark show the most sincere smile.

"My daughter, today is your most beautiful moment. ”

"Father, is it really possible?" asked Frona anxiously, as if she didn't understand her father's decision.

"Of course, there is no one more suitable to be the Empress of this empire than you. ”

"However, I was still a little nervous and I didn't think I had what it took to be in this position. ”

"Confidence, Frona, my lovely daughter, confidence is the magic weapon of our Violet family, believe me, believe in your father. With a broad palm on Flona's shoulder, Archduke Violet gave his beloved daughter an encouraging look.

Poof, looking at her father's eyes, Frona couldn't help but chuckle.

"What a strange expression, Father. ”

"Yes, it's not enough to make my daughter smile, but it's a good deal. ”

Incredible dialogue, no one would have thought that the grimacing middle-aged man in front of him would be the current master of the Betley Empire, a man known as the Lord of the Night, an ordinary father, a father who wants his daughter to be the most beautiful and charming girl.

The sound of the salute finally stopped, the warm sun also hung in the middle of the sky, and the sharp blades of the guns echoed in Betley's imperial capital with the roar of the soldiers, like a war song played, shaking the hearts of every people in the imperial capital.

"Are you ready, Frona?"

"Hmm. Flora tensed her back and swallowed to relieve the tension in her heart, and the red-carpeted cloister greeted the maid like a path to heaven.

No, it would be disrespectful to call Miss Maid now, for when Frona steps through the door, she will be the greatest empress of a long empire, and at the same time the youngest empress.

The sunlight suddenly hit Frona's face, making her shake, and then, the noise instantly buried her, the soldiers raised their sharp blades, the civilians in the square slapped their chests, the hymn sounded, the flowers flew, and the sunlight fell like a golden dress draped over Flona's body.

"Citizens of the Empire, rejoice, celebrate!" the Grand Duke of Violet let out a high-spirited voice that had never been seen before, and the short and fat body followed closely behind Flona, and the bulging green tendons and red face told Flona's father how desperately his voice was at the moment.

Rejoice, celebrate, rejoice, hail the victory of the Empire, celebrate, celebrate the birth of a new king, excitement stirs up in the crowd, excitement rolls over Betley, after experiencing the corruption of the Emperor, the attack of the Devil's Lair, the compromise of the Queen, the people of these empires need a great monarch so badly, a new monarch, a monarch who can bring Betley out of the gloom and shame.

"I had a bad feeling. The Count of Louvia, who was in the VIP seat, frowned, this enthronement ceremony came too suddenly, and it was too strange, just when his saint rushed back to the imperial capital, rumors of a new emperor had already begun to circulate in the streets and alleys, and Queen Claire, who had signed a treaty with them, was sent to Coldridge Prison for treason.

"Yes, but I feel good. The same guests in the VIP seats, the same envoys from foreign countries, the French commander looked extraordinarily relaxed, comfortably leaning on the velvet benches carefully prepared for them by the Violet family, enjoying the rare sunshine and laughter.

"The Commander of Farrin seems to have lost hope in the purpose of this trip. The holy woman looked at the slack face of the Commander Fran and spoke coldly.

"Well, at least I came back alive. ”

Yes, at least she came back alive, from the lair where the demons breeded, from the hands of the two demon gods, although it is not known who saved her and brought her to the door of the Stan Empire's embassy, however, the Commander of the Farran was grateful for this, not to mention, she also experienced a battle that was enough for her to remember for the rest of her life.

"The demand for the Flange Commander is really low. ”

"Yes, Count Luvia isn't necessarily very clever. ”

"Let me add, the tongue of the Commander of the Farnes is as unpleasant as ever. Count Luvia sneered, but in what kind of dissatisfaction, this enthronement ceremony is no longer something they can stop, in this case, it is still quietly watching what kind of beautiful flowers will bloom from the fruits of this usurpation.

The silent VIP seats, the jubilant crowd, the solemn soldiers, or the Frona who walked down the stairs step by step, rejuvenated the empire that had been corrupted by demons.

"Damn!" Breaking off the branch in her hand, Delian, who was hidden in the crowd, uttered a remark of disgust, this out-of-place voice was completely drowned out in the blasting salute and cheering crowd, and only Birmingham and others beside Delian heard the grievances and anger in the heart of the former imperial commander-in-chief.

"Don't say that, Lord Delian, Miss Flona is, a good person. Although the little ghost wanted to refute what Delian said, but in the face of the sweeping eyes of the imperial commander-in-chief, the voice in his mouth became lower and lower, and finally the good man seemed to swallow into his mouth, inaudible.

"Hmph, good man, a usurper empress, a hypocritical friend. Dai Lina sneered.

"Delian, watch your tone. "If there is anyone in Birmingham's group who can suppress this angry commander-in-chief, I am afraid that the only one is the white sage from the Magician Guild, although he is a weak sage, but the power he exudes is still terrifying.

Realizing that there was indeed something wrong with her emotions, Delian clenched her hands angrily, stopped talking, and at the same time raised her head, as if the enthronement ceremony was undoubtedly a label of failure for her.

"Master, Flora she?" the female knight Tina looked at the high maid lady, the gorgeous clothes, the confident smile, and the innate coercion, all made the female knight feel a strong strangeness in her heart.

"Didn't we do what we promised her, Tina. The unexpected answer, Birmingham's response made the female knight stunned, yes, she had promised the maid lady to return to the Betley Imperial Capital, and she had promised the maid lady to return to the Violet family, but why, the female knight did not have a trace of joy in her heart to complete the task.

"But I'm not happy at all. The little magician Ellie spoke sullenly, hiding in the crowd, she looked even more petite, but the dissatisfaction in the little magician's heart still clearly spread to Birmingham's heart.

"Yes, I'm also a little unhappy, is it because I haven't been paid?" With a self-deprecating smile, Birmingham looked at the former maid lady, and looked at the current Queen Betley, and what surged in his heart was not happiness, but a depression that had nowhere to vent, and even a faint hatred.

Why did Birmingham ask himself this, ask himself who was shocked when he heard the rumors of his accession to the throne, or ask the former companion, the former friend, at that time no one seemed to be able to answer Birmingham's question, tell him that the maid lady had been so calculating from the beginning, tell him that the laughter and memories of those peers were just things that could be discarded, tell him why he woke up from his slumber, he became one of the dead lists, and Delian became the burden of treason, and tell him why in the plan of the three halberds, only the young sword master ended up in Shenzhen。

Everything is intertwined in Birmingham's mind, like a mess entangled with Birmingham's reason, what kind of mentality does he hold at this moment to watch the former maid lady become the queen of Betley.

Whether it is the pent-up anger in Delian's heart and the unwillingness to be calculated, or the sadness of Tina and little Ellie being betrayed by their friends, or the indifference of being as indifferent as the white sage, or the innocence that the little ghost and Isabella still believe in.

What is it, what kind of self is standing here at this moment, the lantern man in the sword can't tell him, or can't tell him anymore, Tianxi in his body is also silent, for the first time, this down-and-out nobleman felt an indescribable emotion, not the regret of making mistakes in his childhood, not the helplessness of being pushed forward by the glory of the family, nor the despair that welled up in his heart when he fought against the demon god.

It turns out that the moment of friendship breakdown is such a feeling, as if the warm sunlight can't be projected on his body, as if the girl in the distance has become so strange.

And this strange feeling finally reached the top when the distant empress stopped, although Birmingham, who was standing on the periphery, could not hear what Frona was saying at this moment, but the noisy crowd fell into an eerie silence for a moment, and then I don't know who was the first to applaud, and one after another applause rang out, like a tide, flooding the square and the whole of Betley.