She believes that her last commission before death will change the fate of this world forever.
At that moment, the meaning of kingship and the state had fallen below the survival instinct of civilization.
And this is the power of order.
She stretched out her hand and lay the beautiful ring in her open palm. It looked very ordinary. There was no decoration on the red gold material. Only a coat of flame was shining in the light of the fire. The flames burned in the eyes of everyone who was present.
The old prime minister looked at the ring and nodded.
But then he laughed bitterly again, and of course the old man knew in his mind who this person was really standing in front of him. He almost never really failed in his life, but did not expect to reach the end, but was stabbed in the back by his granddaughter.
What a good granddaughter.
He turned back and said to the door, “Her Excellency the Great, Your Royal Highness, you all heard, come in now.”
After hearing this, Faina turned back in shock, and when she saw the two people walking in the door, she even opened her eyes.
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The Amber Sword book 6 Chapter 498 Final Battle IX
Before Yaluta left, he felt restless in his heart.
He turned back to see his sister Peia and the King of Lorraine.
In front of the promenade, tall floor-to-ceiling windows form a row with each other, soft sunlight shines on the ground through the glass, and every few meters, a bright stamp is sprinkled. Through the rays of light, the dust is flying, and the light and shadow alternately form a deep space. The end of the promenade seems to lead to an unknown world.
And Isdorville looked at him calmly, his face thinner than ever before.
“Go, Your Highness,” he said.
“But I … I dont know if I can do it …” Yalta was a little scared, and she flinched.
Istorville told him: “The king of Saint Osor must have his own decision.”
“… What if its wrong?” Yaluta asked.
“The way we do one thing is to think it over and think about it beforehand, and then make up our minds, and once we make up our minds, we have to show the courage to take responsibility for it,” said Istorville. “No You cant make mistakes, but you cant make mistakes in a horrible way. Have you considered this clearly, Your Highness? “
“I think about it clearly, Mr. Isdoville. I think Brother Bredel decision is right. In this common war, everyone should be sincere and united?”
“So you have made up your mind?”
Yalutta nodded thoughtfully.
“Then if you are wrong, you will suffer criticism. Are you afraid of criticism?” Istorville asked.
“No, Im not afraid, Mr. Istorville,” Yaluta said, “because I believe our starting point is correct, even if we are temporarily frustrated, it will not be because of the resolution itself. I will find I have the source of the problem and correct it. I am not afraid of difficulties, because difficulties can always be overcome. “
The King of Lorraine Dale could not help but be infected by the youthful spirit. Pureness is always good. Perhaps he will encounter many things in the future and find that the world is not as simple as he thought. But as long as this original intention is in place, all difficulties can always be overcome.
“So, what else do you worry about, Your Highness?” He asked again.
Yarutas eyes dimmed: “But I am your King-Chu, arent you? Dont you worry that I and Mr Bredel are too close? Do you think that your future king will obey an outsider? At the mercy of putting the interests of Saint-Osor under the interests of other nations, is this a decision made? “
After listening to this question, Istorville laughed and said, “His Highness, the elves are by no means ungrateful.”
He looked at the human teenager, and his eyes were more appreciated: “You can say these words today, it is proof that you are the same person as us, and the vision of the adults after the wind is really extraordinary.”
But Yalutta didnt quite understand what the elven lord meant.
Istorville continued: “His Royal Highness, do you really think that Count Tonigels choice is correct?”
In this regard, Yalutta nodded without hesitation.
“Thats enough,” Istoville replied loudly. “As long as you think thats true, you let it go. The elves will be behind you as your solid backing.”
After listening to this answer, Yalta froze.
The King of Lorraines attitude was completely beyond his expectations.
And his sister, the hunter girl Peia, walked up without anyone. As the daughter of the mountain people, she didnt have much reason to talk about, but silently put the posthumous ring in her brothers palm. Although taciturn, her soft eyes have contained all the words to her younger brother, which are the traditional and tenacious qualities that the mountain people have insisted on for generations.
Although simple, but beautiful.
Yalta held the holy ring, and the rings were shining in the gloom. The elves looked at this scene, and the long procession folded over in turn, like a silver wave, on both sides of the promenade, facing the future king. before. The young man looked at this scene, and suddenly a trickle of heat flowed in his heart, it was like a whisper in his ear whispering that the glory and faith of this elven kingdom for thousands of years is an ancient identity.
The teenager felt a bit astringent at the corners of his eyes. He gently raised the back of his hand and wiped it.
He vowed that he would certainly not disappoint anyone.
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Everything is coming to an end.
Veronica looked at the hands raised like mountains, and the depression and disappointment in her heart became more and more pervasive.
It is true that no one in this world will be desperate for death. Everyone is equally fearful before death. Especially when the blood is gone, only the instinctive instinct is left. This is certainly the need for the continuation of any ethnic group, and it may not be shameful.
But even more terrible than death is the loss of hope. The life of a mortal is like a flash of time compared to the long history. Sealing a wife and becoming famous is a need for life, but when death comes, everything returns to nothingness. So for thousands of years, people seem to repeat this process repeatedly in their busy lives. What is the significance of existence?
Few people have doubts about their lives.
Because the civilization and ethnic groups made up of individuals are built on countless gravels, the gravels come and go, the empire rises and falls, and shame and honor, but history is inexhaustible, but it still leaves a mark. The people of the world change the world and the future little by little. Maybe everyone is repeating the process from life to death, but today and tomorrow are different after all. Perhaps the future and hope are the ultimate answer to this question.
However, at this moment, the answer has lost its meaning.
Suddenly, Veronica heard a nobleman choking next to her: “Thank goodness, I can finally leave this ghost place, Im so worried every day that I will never see my family again. As long as the elves allow us to enter, I Immediately took my family to Caroles, and if the Dragon of the Twilight hits that place, try to find a way to Jiufeng … “
Veronica turned around and saw the aristocrat with tears on her face. I didnt know what kind of mood she was, and asked her to ask, “Where are you going after the nine phoenixes?”
The aristocrat couldnt answer, but he stayed for a while.
Veronica shook her head when she saw it, and suddenly she was a little bit anxious. She separated the crowd and went out, trying to leave the place. But at a glance, he saw the Duke Ludwig, who was still in his seat not far away. It was sorrowful to say that the other party stood firmly on her opposite side first, but unexpectedly chose to abstain in the voting.
Duke Ludwig sat in a dazed position. He tried to reach out for his pocket watch several times, but his hands were so bad that he took an empty one.