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Salorath was not the only one on the dirt slope, Gehr and the Seventeen Princesses who had arrived first were standing on her side, and what was noticeable was that there was a wheelchair behind her in the direction of the city of Bern, and there seemed to be a person sitting on it, but at this time the wheelchair was facing away from the crowd below, so that Flomien could not see his appearance clearly for a while.

Faced with Salorath's invitation, Flomien subconsciously felt that something was wrong. As well as Salorath knew him, he knew the same sister as he was, and although she was smiling as she usually was, Flomien could feel the ominousness in it.

"My dear brother, you are as cautious as ever. Forget it, I'll give you a reason to come. Salorath chuckled, looking beautiful and seductive in the moonlight.

Then she turned, grabbed the handle of the wheelchair, and turned it around.

"Father!" Even Flomien, who had always been very calm, couldn't help but exhale at the moment when the face of the person in the wheelchair was exposed in front of Flomien.

The old man in the wheelchair was none other than Avery II, the titular ruler of the Principality of Haysting.

At this time, the king who originally ruled the whole country was wearing a very simple black robe, and the robe was attached to the outline of the old man's upper body bones to outline obvious undulating lines, showing his unusual aging and weakness, and the eyes that were originally known as the most evil and the most intelligent were now scattered and gloomy, under the torture of serious illness, the former ruler had not only lost the strength to control the country. Even the basic ability to sustain one's own survival has been basically lost.

But didn't Avery II deserve to be in the best care of his palace at this time?Why did he appear here at this time?How could he be in the hands of Salorath?What did Salorath want to do with him?Did she think that Avery II, who had lost his power, could control the whole battle?

A series of questions rolled through Flomien's mind, stirring up a mess. His face was also a little cloudy.

Just as Flomien was losing his voice and exclaiming, the people around the dirt slope also heard clearly. They hadn't seen the true face of the wheelchair man before, and at this time, the identity of the wheelchair man was pointed out by Flomien, and the people around them were very surprised, and they all turned their heads to look at the wheelchair man above the dragon, and immediately confirmed the authenticity of the eldest prince's words, and at the same time felt puzzled and uneasy about Saloras's extraordinary behavior.

In any case, Salorath brought Avery II here at this time, which was not the right thing for a courtier or a child to do, and it would not only allow political opponents to seize the handle. At the same time, it will greatly damage her own prestige, and it will not do her any good, which is something that a smart person would never do.

But isn't Saloras smart?

Considering that none of the people present would have such an idiotic idea, then Salorath must have a purpose to make her behave so abnormally.

"So, dear brother, aren't you coming up yet?" said Salorath laughed so that her eyes narrowed, like a little fox who had stolen a chicken, and her eyes were curved almost exactly like the moon in the sky.

Flomien took a deep breath. Stopping the protection of his guards, he walked up the dirt slope alone, and came to Salorath in front of everyone in the eyes of everyone.

At this point, Gehr stepped forward. Stuck between Flomien and Salorath, so as not to give the eldest prince, who was arguably the strongest man he had ever encountered, a chance to revolt.

"It's all right, Gehr. Let my brother come over. Salorath's bright eyes withdrew from Frommien and came to Gehr. Then it was back to Flomien again. "Well, Foti, you know my skills very well. Trust that you will not make any unwise moves. ”

Facing his twin sister who called him by his nickname, Flomien looked solemn and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do? ”

"Salorath!" Fromion seemed to pour all his anger into the name.

"It's boring. Saloras pouted, and she was as pretty as a girl. "Forget it, come here, yes, pay attention to the location, don't get too close, I'm easy to get nervous......"

Holding back his anger, Flomien followed Salorath's instructions to reach about two or three meters to her right, while Gehr returned to the seventeenth princess on Salorath's left.

"Look down, isn't it pretty?"

Following Saloras's instructions, the crowd on the dirt slope looked down for a panoramic view of Bern.

In the embrace of the goddess of the night, the buildings of Bern are neatly stacked like small squares in this city surrounded by mountains, dotted with little light, as if echoing with the stars in the sky, there are constellations in the sky, there are prosperous scenes underground, and the bustle of the city takes advantage of the night breeze to faintly come, which is the summer night of Bern that the poet praises endlessly.

In normal times, Flomien doesn't mind taking a moment to admire the Ainslin's greatest masterpiece.

But now, he obviously won't be in the mood.

"What the hell are you trying to say!"

"Don't be in a hurry, soon, soon we will start ......" Saloras's voice was unusually soft, like a quilt woven from the finest silk, surrounding the crowd, full of evil charm that makes people sleep.

Gehr didn't know what Flomien was thinking, but looking at his not-so-good-looking face, he knew that his mood must have been positive, and Gehr himself could hear the malice in his voice that was beginning to grow stronger.

Flanagan and Estud also came one after another, and after seeing this scene, they couldn't help but glance at each other with a worried face, and they didn't dare to rush forward, so they could only look at their eldest brother with anticipation.

The night wind gradually became stronger, and the bustling sound that originally represented prosperity became clearer.

Yes, that's not right!

Although most of the attention was focused on Saloras and Avery II, Flomien was keenly aware that the voice seemed to be a little different from the one before him.

"Did you find it? The curtain has been lifted, and the most gorgeous part is right in front of you. Salorath took a deep breath, her face glowing with intoxication.

But Flomien didn't pay attention to her words, for he could already tell the difference in the sound coming from Bern—it was a panicked scream and a terrible howl of pain!

As far as the eye can see, a red dot begins to appear at the end of the line of sight, then gets brighter and brighter, and finally fills the entire field of vision.

That's the direction of the city gates!

Someone is attacking the city?

That was Flomien's first reaction.

Then I saw countless points of red light quickly spreading towards the city along the direction of appearance, and the screams in the wind suddenly became a little clearer.

Where did the enemy come from?The main force of the city gate and the city guard is here, then, it's the Parade Council!

"Salorath, you did it?!" Flomien turned sharply and glared at Salorath.

"yes, do you think it's pretty?" Salorath replied with a smile in the affirmative.

"You!" Flomien's chest heaved heavily. "You're crazy, you think you'll be able to get to that position just by the Traveling Council and your father?"

"Well, you're half right and half wrong. Salorath brushed her hair, which had been blown away by the night breeze.

"You're right about my madness, but the other half, I never thought I'd be in that position......"

The bright red moonlight shone on her face, as if it were a firelight.

“...... What I'm looking forward to is its destruction!" (To be continued......)