Outside the corridor where the atmosphere is still tense.

There was a faint sound of speech coming from the Hall of Heroes, but it was not really heard outside the hall.

And Tails was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to move the sin of the Hell.

Nicolas let go of his hand and let him rest on his own, staring painfully at the female warrior on the stretcher in the crowd of Black Sand Collars.

"Boss!" Lord Justin of the Whiteblade Guard stepped forward and looked at the Meteorite with a look of surprise on his face: "You have been missing since last night, how are you ......"

"Ah, Justin," Nicolas looked gloomy as he waved his hand to his lieutenant commander from afar, "you've done a good job—at least you've kept the court." ”

"It left us with a glimmer of life. ”

Justin was stunned.

Nicollet walked up to Tails with a complicated expression: "Actually, I didn't think at all that you would have a chance of success. ”

The prince, who was sitting on his back with his hands on the ground, raised his head and glared at him weakly.

"I know. Tails replied hoarsely, feeling like an unlucky guy who had just returned from drowning: "You probably thought: this guy is going to die." ”

Nicolas looked at him, his eyes shrinking, as if in thought.

"I have to admit it," after a few seconds, Nicollet nodded imperceptibly and pursed the corners of his mouth, "You're still a little bit of a doorman." ”

"The little prince. ”

With that, the Starfall turned and walked towards the Prime Minister of Lisban.

Tails let out a breath and rolled his eyes.

"Saying 'thank you' will kill you?" he said angrily behind the Meteorite.

Nicollet put his hand to the back of his head and waved it indifferently.

Awkward guy...... Tails sneered in his heart.

In the strange eyes of the two groups of people in front of the hall, their people returned one by one.

Ashamed and guilty, Waiya apologized for not being able to fight by His Highness's side.

Rolf removed one of his prosthetic legs, revealing his bleeding knee, and gestured "terrible" to him.

Cohen excitedly and relieved to tell him that it was an honor to fight with him.

Tails could only smile at them over and over again.

On the other side of the wall, Raphael helped a frail Miranda to sit down slowly.

But Miranda grabbed Raphael's hand.

The female swordsman raised her head weakly, endured the pain in her abdomen, and looked at Raphael with a blank face.

A second later, Miranda, whose eyes were red, stretched out her hands and grabbed the man's neck, with a slight force, trying to pull him towards herself.

Raphael was slightly startled, and his heart tightened.

"No," he subconsciously pressed Miranda and shook his head with an ugly face, "We are still on the enemy's territory......"

The weakened Miranda didn't say a word, just stared at him quietly.

This one......

Idiot.

The next moment, Miranda's hand holding the man's neck suddenly became stronger!

Raphael was slightly startled and was pulled forward by Miranda.

The two were only inches apart.

The female swordsman looked at him earnestly and solemnly.

Those eyes......

Just like many years ago: the girl who said to him seriously in the snow "to smile".

"You listen to me word for word. ”

Miranda paused word by word, as if teaching her own recruit, and said to him softly but sternly, "I almost died there today." ”

"I almost didn't come back. ”

"Did you hear me?"

Miranda's eyes shot straight into Raphael's eyes, making his heart sour, and he didn't know how to react.

Raphael sighed, he looked at Miranda's sharp expression with mixed feelings.

The girl in the snow...... It's grown up.

The two looked at each other silently.

"So," she said categorically, "when I want to kiss you, Raphael Lindbergh." ”

The young man in the secret department looked at Miranda in a daze.

Look at her face getting closer and closer, look at her black hair that is wet on her forehead from sweating.

Miranda smiled slowly:

"Then I'm going to kiss you. ”

In the next second, the female swordsman raised her head and kissed him on the lips without hesitation.

Ignoring the gaze around him.

At that moment, Raphael's heart trembled.

The pain and soreness in his chest that he had been suppressing seemed to disappear in an instant, only the pounding heartbeat remained.

Overshadowing the other pulsations in his stump.

Even the things in his body were unconsciously quiet.

On the side of the Black Sand Collar, Viscount Cambida frowned and came to a stretcher and looked at the wounded above.

"How's it going, Ash?" the viscount asked faintly.

"Ankle bone," Chloehi, who was on the stretcher, withdrew his gaze from the kissing Miranda and Raphael, and then swept over the gloomy Mielke and the relieved Cohen, and smiled coldly: "I've had to lie down for a few months." ”

At the last minute, both she and Miranda were left behind.

Perhaps they all know that this will never be their end.

In the next second, Chloe Ash, who was enduring severe pain, twitched: "Also, don't call me Ash." ”

"That title doesn't belong to you. ”

"Okay, Ash," Kambida nodded abruptly, "Would you like some potion for pain?"

Chloehi frowned.

She looked at Viscount Cambida unhappily and snorted coldly.

His Excellency looked back at her without any weakness.

"You'd better mention less medicine," after a few seconds, Chloe Ash tilted her head and said unceremoniously, "I've had enough of your medicine." ”

Cambida laughed dumbly.

"You're still holding a grudge...... Kambida rolled his eyes and curled the corners of his mouth: "I'm drugged you?"

Chloehi jerked his head back!

She stared straight at Kambida with a fierce gaze.

"Hmph. Chloesy snorted.

Kambida patted her head helplessly.

"I may have drunk too much that night, but ......"

"I didn't do anything else other than take off a few of your clothes?" Viscount Manton shrugged his shoulders, narrowed his eyes, and swept his gaze over Chloehi's full ****: "You know, I'm not interested in big-breasted girls." ”

Chloehi looked at him silently.

His Excellency the Viscount was a little chilled.

"yes, you didn't do anything else. ”

Croesy whispered, "But you destroyed my faith with a night of drinking. ”

Led by Lhasa Kambida.

It was you who destroyed my belief in swords for a living.

You were the one who made me realize for the first time what I really was.

Where is my value?

"Also," Croesy looked into Kambida's eyes with a cold glow, "Whatever you're interested in, it doesn't matter what I'm **** size." ”

Kambida smiled slightly.

"If it can destroy your faith, it's worth it. ”

"Moreover, you think that your **** size is only related to you," the viscount sighed, and stretched out his finger without hesitation, like poking an ordinary piece of pork, and poked the leather armor on Chroehi's chest: "But the world doesn't think so." ”

Just when Chloehi's eyes could kill, the door to the Hall of Heroes opened.

Everyone outside the hall turned their heads in unison.

With the sound of smooth, light, heavy, or apprehensive footsteps, a group of mermaids rushed out.

The soldiers and guards immediately and respectfully retreated, making way for them.

Tails frowned: the figure of the Grand Duke of the Black Sand was at the forefront, and the rest of the Grand Dukes had different expressions accompanying them - especially after seeing the murderous and nervous Black Sand Collar army, their faces became more and more ugly.

The first person to react was the long-awaited Prime Minister of Lisbane.

The Prime Minister patted Nicolas on the shoulder, ended the whispering between them, and strode forward.

"Charman Rumba," said the old prime minister, with a steady pace and an unkind tone, "what a surprise." ”

"Last night, or today. ”

Rumba's expression was complicated, he pursed his lips lightly, and his face became more and more serious.

"The Count of Lisbane. ”

He listened to Lisbane's meaningful greetings.

The Grand Duke turned and nodded to Kambida, then looked at the others who had come out with him.

Auresius grimaced and moved out of the way, while Ronnie looked away with disdain.

In everyone's eyes, the High Priest of the Haoyue Temple, Hom, slowly stepped out from behind them.

Tails was nervous and held his breath.

She was still veiled, her eyes were melancholy, and only occasionally swept towards Tails, which always made the prince feel troubled.

The High Priest took Thelma's hand, appearing peaceful and quiet.

Thelma searched anxiously and anxiously for something, and it wasn't until her gaze met Tails that the girl let out a sigh of relief.

Tails smiled encouragingly.

The girl still looked like she was in the same mess, but at least her gray little face had been cleaned up and she could see it clearly.

As a vassal of Longxiao City, Count Lisbane's serious and solemn gaze focused on Selma's body, as if he was thinking about something.

Rumba slowly raised his hands, and the whispering audience suddenly fell silent.

I only heard Rumba say lightly: "I hereby declare to the whole of Exeter." ”

"Last night, under the ravages of calamity, our esteemed king, His Majesty Nunn VII, passed away tragically. ”

His voice was not loud, but it was unusually majestic, echoing through the corridors with a lot of momentum.

At that moment, Tails clearly caught a glimpse of the expressions of the other Grand Dukes, except for the expressionless Leco.

The Count of Lisbane fixed his gaze on Lomba's face.

Silent.

Despite the preparations, despite the rumors, despite what the king's delay in returning has already said.

But the moment they heard the news, everyone's breathing was still trembling.

Nicolai and a kind of white-knuckle guard looked even more ugly.

In an instant, the warriors of the Black Sand Collar and the warriors of the palace all stirred and exchanged heads.

What started as a whisper turned into a louder and louder noise, as if there was an inexplicable panic spreading.

Until Rumba raised his hand again: "Quiet!"

"As his granddaughter and blood relative," Rumba turned his head with a complicated face, and said faintly, "Thelma Alex Surril Walton will inherit his place." ”

Following the gesture of the Grand Duke, everyone saw clearly the little girl with glasses who was at a loss beside the High Priest.

"Become the next ...... of Longxiao City"

"Archduchess. ”

This time, compared to the gradual panic caused by the death of the king, the whole hall was in an uproar!

The girl.

Archduchess?

Whether it was the soldiers of the Black Sand Territory, the subordinates of the Grand Dukes, and even the palace guards who were already loyal to King Nun and Longxiao City, they were all shocked and looked at each other.

If it weren't for the fact that most of the people were warriors, perhaps the scene would have gotten out of control a long time ago.

Only the White-Bladed Guards, including Nicola, appeared unusually calm.

But the Grand Dukes, including the iron-faced Prime Minister of Lisban, were not surprised.

Seeing Thelma's face turn from red to white under everyone's gaze, and he panicked, Tails felt very uncomfortable.

Rumba stared at the audience solemnly, motionless.

At this moment, the Prime Minister of Lisbane stepped forward.

His actions caught everyone's attention.

I saw the Count of Lisbane come to Selma and slowly crouch down.

"My lady, are you alright?" he said softly, as if comforting the child's whisper.

Thelma looked at him in amazement.

I saw the wrinkles on the earl's face trembling slightly: "I'm Charles Risban." ”

"He was a vassal of your grandfather and the prime minister of his kingdom. ”

"Hello. Not knowing if it was a sign from the priest, Thelma timidly replied, "Lord Earl......"

Lisbane shook his head, his eyes lit with pity and sorrow.

"No, remember," said the Earl, "I am your vassal. ”

"Serve you. ”

Selma was stunned, and she stared at the Count's serious expression.

In the noisy hallway, Thelma nodded and pursed her lips.

"Hello," the girl tried to pretend to be determined, "Charles." ”

Only then did Lisban's wrinkled face smile and slowly get up.

In the commotional crowd, Croehy, who was half-sitting on a stretcher, shook his head sarcastically: "Oh, in the end, it is our enemy who has brought out a female archduke. ”

"It's ironic. ”

Viscount Cambida looked back: "Do you really think so?"

Chloesy was still disdainful: "Isn't it?"

Cambida chuckled and poked her head swiftly.

"No, no, Ash," Viscount deftly withdrew his right hand before the warrioress broke his fingers under Chloehi's murderous gaze, "listen carefully with your cute little brain." ”

Kambida's sharp eyes turned to Selma, and then to the figures of the archdukes, looking at their iron-blue, or calm, or angry faces, and sighed: "The reason why the Northland has its first female archduke is not because of a coincidence or any other reason. ”

"And precisely because we swung the first hammer. ”

"For the first time, it shattered the iron rules that had haunted the Northland for thousands of years. ”

Chloe Ash paused slightly.

"Because we have swung this hammer," said Mr. Viscount, with a deep meaning, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, "in the midst of fragments and messes, the Northlands and the Northlanders were caught off guard to accept the first Archduchess. ”

Maybe it's not just the Grand Duchess.

There is something else.

"Remember?" said Kambida's eyes, with a strange flame burning, word by word:

"Those who do not work will not be gained. ”

Chloehi lowered her eyes, thoughtful.

At this moment, High Priest Holm put down the girl's hand and stepped forward slowly.

The Grand Duke of Rumba graciously stepped back and gave way to her.

The High Priest spoke quietly.

Obviously, the commotion outside the hall had not subsided, and her words were not very loud.

But unexpectedly, the words of the High Priest rang clear and direct in everyone's ears:

"As the spokesperson of Haoyue, I hereby solemnly declare to the entire kingdom of Exeter. ”

Everyone was stunned.

"The thirty-fifth king of Exter, Grand Duke of Dragons, Nunn Nekaju Karn Walton. ”

"He died today. ”

It was still silent, but it was not as oppressive as before.

Because everybody knows what's next.

I only heard the High Priest of Holm say lightly:

"According to the oath of co-governance of Necaju six hundred and sixty-two years ago. ”

"When the old king is dead, the new king should be established. ”

"Haoyue is here to witness. ”

"Under the sacred effect of the Necaju Oath of Co-Governance, one of the great and solemn Electors has received the highest number of votes and has been elected as the next Co-King. ”

At that moment, everyone's eyes swept to the several Grand Dukes present - almost all of them had bad expressions, and Ronnie even turned his head in disdain.

In the depressing atmosphere, the expressionless Charman Rumba shook his cloak and stepped forward slowly.

Stand under the scrutinizing gaze of all.

? Two more chapters will be at the end of the volume.

? ? Yesterday I deleted it while writing, and I didn't get the result until late, so I didn't update it.

? ? The closing part is more difficult, and it is necessary to rewrite the outline of the next volume to continue the previous article, so it will take more time, so please forgive me.

? ? The next chapter will be released after 12 o'clock.

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