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“Ahhhh!” The mother-in-law yelled angrily.

By the side of Bredel , Faina also anxiously looked at Delphin among the crowd, but the prime minister smiled undifferentiatedly, showing her a restless look. But the sweetheart was questioned. How could the poor girl calm down? She was so anxious that she even complained about her close friend.

The Lions thought it was worth it, with a triumphant smile, and proudly said to Bredel , “Well, sir, please go back and dont interfere with the normal order of the meeting.”

Bredel glanced at it.

A voice had already rushed to answer: “Im afraid he wont go anywhere, Prince Nair-Fisher.” It was the Prime Minister Qian Jins somewhat soft, calm voice, with a sense of wisdom in his words.

“Why?” The young lion turned back and looked at Delphine dissatisfied: “Dont you understand what I mean, woman?”

“Of course I understand what you mean, Your Highness Prince, but I think you didnt understand me, because Your Majesty belongs here.”

“Your Majesty?” Nair-Fisher chuckled ‘ha’, “Well, Your Majesty, then Miss, please tell me, where is this gentleman king?”

“He is the king here.”

Another voice answered coldly.

Bredel turned a little keenly, looking at the crowd unexpectedly.

Nair-Fisher didnt find out the source of the sound for a while, but he didnt have to find out, and replied arrogantly, “The king here? Is this the king of the wilderness? Or the king of Saint Osor?”

The wind elf stood up and glared at him.

The young lion prince knew his words and hurriedly made an apology gesture to the wind elves. But it did not intend to let Bredel go, but instead looked in the direction of the Cruzians.

But that firm voice continued: “Because it is neither Manktor nor St. Osor.”

“Thats funny,” Nair Fischer was annoyed with the hidden voice: “So where is this place, do we all not know where we are?”

Two or three chuckles came from the crowd.

Delphin looked at that direction, and smiled lightly, but smiled proudly: “His Royal Highness naturally knows where he is, but he hasnt noticed for a while. Isnt our world named Warnd?”

“King Vaund?”

Nair Fischer showed an exaggerated look, and he laughed twice: “How can I not know that there is such a title in this world-”

But suddenly it couldnt laugh anymore.

Because the Lion Prince saw this time it was the Cruzs turn to stand up and looked at it gloomily; at that moment Nair-Fisher suddenly remembered that it seemed that there was indeed such a title in this world. of.

That is the King of Kings, the King of Kings—

But it only belonged to one person.

That man was named Gilt, a young man from the Great Plains; he was a Cruzian sage, the first master of the Holy Sword Odysseus, but also the King of Fire and the lord of the Holy Alliance. .

Then there was only the sound of the rustling wind blowing on the blades of grass.

Everyones eyes focused on Bredel , and for the first time, people felt that the hilt of the sword, which reflected the sun behind them, shone with some burning eyes.

Bredel also finally realized that there was nothing wrong, and the answer Delphin gave him seemed to be so unusual. In the eyes of everyone, he went back to find the prime minister, but the latter hid in the crowd with a bright smile, like a conspiracy little devil.

This is how she hopes to see it.

Suddenly the crowd separated, and one person emerged from it.

Bredel looked at the master of the voice and stepped back subconsciously-that was the eldest son of the Cruzs. Linarett was slowly stepping out of the crowd, looking at everyone calmly, then taking a crown from his servant.

This action allowed Bredel to finally find the answer to that question, that is, what identity did Delphine arrange for him.

But this identity …

Bredel looked at Lenaret silently, his eyes asking:

“why?”

But the eldest son of the emperor only shook his head slightly.

Instead of looking at Bredel , he held up the crown with both hands and replied loudly to everyone present: “Even with the testimony of the Fire Lord, the last emperor of the empire referred to one as Cruzs heir before he died. ; Now that Jin Yan ’s faith has not been extinguished, the holy sword Odysseus also owns the new master, so the Cruzians will keep their promise and make him king— “

and so—

“He will be the legal monarch of the Cruzs.”

Wow

Its not just the crowd.

At this moment, even the Cruz aristocrats were shaking. People stood up from their positions one by one, and their heads surged for a while.

There was a big noise.

Bredel stood like a stone sculpture in the crowd. It turned out that the ring was the legendary sacred ring of sacred flames. The night when he was born in Rusta is vividly remembered. The unwilling look before the Silver Queen was dying was like a slender knife carved into his heart.

That is clearly nostalgia for life.

But why are you still on that path?

He used to wonder.

But it is clear.

Bredel turned back silently, glaring at Faina hardly. The young lady of Mehotolphin shrank her neck, knowingly, and whispered anxiously: ” Bredel , you must accept it.”

Bredel once again looked at Delphin, the Great Holy See, Walla and the old prime minister, Nederwin, and the Duke of Mehotophen and the Duke of Ludwig, were they all they wanted? Or everything she wants? But if he refuses, it will not only lose Faina and Delphin, but the Cruz will also become a laughing stock.

So what is the answer?

But Bredel was asking himself.

At that moment, Prime Minister Qian Jin converged the smile on his face.

She looked up and looked at Bredel softly, and there was something plain in her eyes. She pushed him step by step into desperation, but it can also be said that he stepped him to the last step of the throne step by step. So, do you choose to follow your heart, or go down the road to death?

It turned out to be everything.

Bredel finally understood what the Silver Queen passed to herself.

He shook his head.

When everyone was watching his movements, he only raised his hands silently and took the crown from the eldest son of the emperor.

“Remember what you said to Haruzer?” Bredel whispered to Lerainat. “Its yours, and one day, no one can take it away from you.”

Linarett froze and looked up at Bredel in a stun.

“I think you will be a good king someday.” Bredel silently lowered his head and put the crown on his head. Then he turned around, leaving only a back view for the eldest son. At that moment, the venue was a bit unspeakably quiet, and the wind seemed to stop.

The young Lioness stepped back subconsciously, his face paled.

Haruze clenched his fists with excitement. This was his teacher, the man he admired most; no matter how difficult it was, he couldnt knock him down. He is like a living legend that can shine into everyones reality.

Hopefully, the tinders of civilization fall in the dark, but eventually there will be a hand that will pick them up again. Delphin looked at the scene silently, and for a moment the prime minister turned away and blinked slightly.

Bredel came silently to everyone, stopped, and stared at each of them calmly:

“Now I prove why Im here—”

“Next, as the heir to this supreme throne, and obeying that ancient covenant, I will exercise all my powers-I think its time to end these red tapes, dont you?”

“So everyone, can you agree?”

The envoys of the nations have some surprises.

What is the supreme throne, does Cruz really think that with a title, he can regain that glory? Its not just the master of the Holy Sword Odysseus, its the King of Kings, the King of Kings.

But will there be a second Gilt in this world?

But until a firm voice had sounded: “I agree.”

Princess Magdal left her seat and yelled at Bredel with soft eyes. Then she raised her voice again: “Silver Bay nations, agree.”

“Eruin, agree.” Haruzer also exclaimed.