The Prince of Levitra (4)

"Hey! Isn't that the Third Princess? No, isn't that His Royal Highness the Prince's new clerk? Why is he attending the ceremony with such a face?"

"I wonder, too. Although Princess Elena's clerkship never lasts more than a month, it's only been a few days."

"Besides, didn't His Highness Chu go to the Great Flying Dragon Gorge to look for dragons?"

"How is it possible to tame a wild adult dragon?"

"She hasn't come back yet?"

“………It seems so?”

"Is the ceremony of enthroning the prince going to begin now?"

"…………Oh poor fellow…………"

"pitiful………"

Poor Romero turned a deaf ear to the gossip and stood among the ceremonial officers in the square with a look of trance on his face.

The emperor was about to appear, but he had no memory of it at all.

These days, Romero is responsible for teaching Veronica the language of the Ice Hunter tribe, while also being in charge of the ceremony for Elena to be crowned as the Queen.

Things were going relatively smoothly with Veronica. After all, he had six siblings and he was used to dealing with little beasts that acted only on instinct.

However, the key point is that Elena disappeared for three days and three nights. A pile of documents were left on the table waiting for her signature and seal, but she was not there.

And he was already standing beside the stage for the sealing ceremony.

His superior, the protagonist of the canonization ceremony, still hasn't returned.

He finally understood the feelings of those officials who resigned voluntarily.

Barely three days into his job, he was out of work.

Romero was so stunned by the bright sunlight that he turned forward.

The eldest prince Zhuoqi was lying on the cushion, coughing and smiling weakly, making people wonder if he would die in the next second. No one paid attention to him. In the clear February, he was wrapped in a thick robe, looking into the distance, as if he was just waiting for Elena to come.

The second prince, Danjier, was chatting with the nobles with a smile on his face, but the occasional look of disgust he showed could be guessed that he was openly or covertly belittling someone who was about to become the crown prince.

The emperor's two biological sons were still alive, but they insisted on making Elena the heir.

Unexpected, but reasonable.

Emperor MacArthur of Levitra has always been such a person. He only honors the powerful rather than his relatives, and he selects the virtuous and capable without exception. This is why so many people are impressed by him.

However, many nobles were extremely dissatisfied with the emperor's excessive concentration of power and excessive personal charm.

If Elena really becomes the queen, there will probably be blood and gore in the future.

Romero thought about this future and chuckled.

Isn't that why he came here?

But...that would have to happen after she came back and became the crown prince.

His smiling face collapsed instantly, and he looked like he wanted to cry but couldn't.

Although the ceremony of enthroning the crown prince was decided on the spur of the moment, it still took about half a month to prepare.

If the protagonist does not appear.

Then even the emperor would find it difficult to choose a day to confer the title in the near future, as there would be a lot of variables involved.

"Welcome to His Majesty the Holy Emperor of the Livil Empire—"

The chanting officer's voice rose loudly.

Romero knelt with everyone else.

The two princes stood up and bent down.

The generals and knights lined up on both sides, clenched their fists over their hearts, and stood straight.

The emperor got off his horse and walked slowly along the long red carpet.

Too slow!

Romero felt some pain in his knee.

The expressions on the other people's faces were obviously not very good either, and were somewhat distorted.

This must be a way to buy time for his late daughter! Romero thought.

However, no matter how slowly you move, this red carpet will eventually come to an end.

The moment when Mackay Olin sat on the throne.

"Welcome to the new Liweier Empire————"

The voice of the chanting officer was drowned out by an ear-shattering roar.

"roar-------!"

Everyone raised their heads.

The dragon's wings spread.

The clear blue sky above was half obscured by the shadow of the giant dragon.

The dragon's roar shook the air, shook the earth, and caused the birds and beasts to scatter.

There was a large crowd of people in the square, and some of them felt their legs go limp and sat paralyzed on the ground.

Romero held his breath.

He and everyone else watched the black dragon fall to the ground.

It was an adult, no, a giant black dragon in its prime, with layers of cracks on its body that looked like boiling magma, and its black and red eyes were open, like accumulated thick blood.

“Boom!”

The wild, untrained dragons crushed the marble paving of the square.

Dust and gravel flew everywhere.

But the knights drew their swords to resist, and the spectators and guests were all unharmed, no, their spirits were shattered.

No matter they were nobles, knights, commoners, or foreign journalists, everyone watching outside was stunned by the scene—except for one person.

Emperor Mackay Olin stood up and opened his arms. His hearty laughter did not need a loudspeaker and echoed throughout the open space: "Welcome our new crown prince."

Elena jumped off the dragon head in response.

Her attire was not fancy, and could be described as beggar-like; at least she did not expose anything that should not be exposed.

There were a lot of scratches of all sizes, and it was obvious that he had been through a thrilling battle, but there weren't many bruises on his face.

The woman stood next to the dragon.

There was silence all around.

She slowly raised her sword towards the dragon and the sky.

The black dragon stared at her for a while, exhaled hot breath from its nose, and quickly retracted its limbs and lay down, closing its eyes in silence.

He had already spent most of his energy getting out of the cave, and after fighting with this unsportsmanlike brat, he didn't want to waste any more energy.

Elena looked at him and remembered their fight.

"31st! Don't be so angry, just take a look!"

"What are you looking at?! You damn brat! My name is Auguste!"

Auguste swung his dragon's tail and shattered another cliff.

"Hahahahaha! I don't even have to fight you, I've already won! You coward! You're already outside now!"

August had been fighting with her for two days without realizing it.

When he came to his senses from his delirious rage, he saw the first glimmer of angry sunlight.

The morning glow paints the sky with color and brings warmth to the cold cliffs. Even in this place, the morning sun will still shine up as usual.

Flowers, grass, and soil, mixed with a thick but fresh vapor, penetrate into the nose.

He couldn't resist his keen sense of smell.

The scenery is different from the top of the cave.

The world is vast.

He hasn't seen such a world for a long, long time.

Just as Heilong was staring at the scenery.

Elena took the opportunity to strangle his neck with a long vine that was available locally.

August roared and carried her up to the sky, rolling in the clouds, but she didn't seem to be afraid at all. Instead, she laughed wildly with excitement as if she was crazy.

“Ahahahahahahahahaha!”

"Get down here!"

No matter how hard Ogust tried, he couldn't get rid of the little bug.

On the contrary, they saw the most beautiful scenery in the world together.

The temperature at high altitude is very cold.

Elena's mouth was filled with condensed white mist.

But floating above the rolling red sea of ​​clouds is an experience she will never forget in her life.

Auguste played with her for a while and became absorbed in it.

This scenery seems to be able to eliminate all anger.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had spread his wings and flown.

His wings still had broken wounds, and he could only fly with difficulty.

Compared to the last time he made a desperate escape, this one was unusually peaceful.

He has not forgotten that deep fear.

But he felt that although it was so difficult for him to step out of the cave, after coming out, he found that flying in the outside world was so easy for him.

Elena didn't understand his state of mind, and she shouted in a depressing tone, "You are a dragon! You were born to fly! Aren't you feeling suffocated by not coming out for so long?"

Elena had ridden other flying dragons.

But that's other people's.

The excitement she felt now was the same as the first time she rode a flying dragon into the sky, or even more exciting.

August hated that his mood was tainted at this moment, and he shouted angrily: "You stink bug! Get off my back!"

"Throw me off if you can!" Elena floated for a while, and suddenly remembered that she still had a ceremony to attend. "Oh, by the way, that's the way you're going! Give me a ride!"

Ogust: “…”

Elena, who was already standing in the square, grinned with a smug smile.

Auguste was definitely not lying on the ground because he was afraid of her. He was simply too lazy to see her and was exhausted.

Of course, this is a different situation in the eyes of others.

They watched as their crown prince conquered a full-grown dragon and descended upon her for her own enthronement.

Although the reasons were different, people's hearts were beating wildly.

Seeing that Auguste had calmed down, Elena turned to MacArthur, her registered father, the Emperor of Levitra.

She put the sword down, held it cross-handed, and knelt on one knee.

Mackay Olin strode across the distance between them.

He grabbed the long sword that Elena handed over.

The officer of ceremony had long forgotten the procedure.

Mackay Olin said loudly: "I, Mackay Olin Levier, the emperor of the Holy Levier Empire, under the witness of the goddess, bestow upon Elena Levier the title of Holy Dragon Knight! At the same time, I canonize her as the crown prince of the Levier Empire! In the future, she will take over the power in my hands and lead Levier to a further prosperity!"

Many people stood up to salute reflexively, and the cameras in the hands of reporters were already flashing non-stop.

The sword passed by Elena's cheek and landed on her shoulder. The smooth blade reflected her motionless face.

"I will hand over the only dragon knight regiment of the Liweier Empire to you. You will be the general and lead them to win victory for my empire. Is it possible?"

Elena raised her head, the dark red light in her eyes matched her mount. She looked serious and calm, and replied with a faint smile: "I will definitely live up to my mission."

Tels stood in front of Andrenong, frowning and saying, "That's enough, uncle."

Without even looking up, An Lienong said calmly, "You know what those people have done. I am just returning what they have done to them. Don't tell me that the woman and the child are innocent."

"Why do some people eat delicious food from a young age, while people like you and me can only eat moldy black bread from the trash can. Do you think they are innocent? They step on so many people's heads, enjoy everything, and finally say they are innocent. Do you believe it? I don't believe it anyway."

Tels clenched his fists at his sides and said in a deep voice, "What do those kids in the basement say?"

An Lienong raised his head and asked, "Who told you?"

Tels said in a cold tone: "Can't I guess it myself?"

An Lienong put the book on the table and said, "You know what I mean? The one next to you is an exception. What will happen if I let them go?"

Tels couldn't hide the sorrow in his eyes and raised his voice: "What can they do?! Besides, there are more than just the blood of the Zalambra family among them! You said you would save them!"

An Lienong snorted and tapped the table with his fingers: "Well said! What can they do?! What do you think they will do if I save them?! What can they do? In their condition, will anyone marry them? Will their families take care of them? What can they do for society? Will society accept them? You are thinking too well, right? This is how I save them."

Tels stared at his uncle in disbelief, as if he was looking at a stranger: "Why do you decide this?"

An Lienong lit a cigarette, exhaled, and said slowly: "I have the ability to decide their life or death. This is how the world is."

Tels: "...So everything you said before was a lie?"

An Lienong sneered, "How could it be a lie? Did I lead them to victory? Did I overthrow the royal family? Did I accomplish everything they expected? Which words of mine did I lie? The farmers who got the land and the people who were once slaves would beat you to death if they heard you question me like this."

Tels shook his head: "Some people don't deserve to die."

An Lienong said: "No one is innocent."

Tels smiled ridiculously: "...Does that include yourself?"

An Lienong suddenly smiled: "If someone else said this, he would have died long ago. Do you know why you are not dead?"

Tels: “…”

"I didn't kill you because I knew that even if you opposed my actions, you were still on my side and you couldn't kill me. You are also useful and you are strong. These are the reasons why you can survive. That little girl also survived because of this. Of course I am not innocent, but did anyone plead for my wife and daughter before they died? Is innocence a death sentence?"

"Your father and I have protected you so well. How can you still have such naive thoughts in your head?"

Tels was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "I told you about those ancient tribes in the northwest. It is definitely more valuable to keep them and recruit them than to massacre them. They are also very strong... You killed them simply because you couldn't tolerate them..."

An ashtray hit Ters on the head.

The blood flowed down and stuck to the ashes.

An Lienong took his hand back. "Why not kill them and wait for them to ride on my head before dealing with them? Boy, you are still too young. Get out of here after you finish talking nonsense."

For the first time, Telles felt that he had made the wrong choice.

In fact, until a few months ago he thought he had made the right choice.

Maybe An Lienong was such a person all along, but he had never realized it before.

Ninif is right.

At this moment.

There was a flash of light.

Andrenon stood up and drew his sword at the same time as Tels.

The magic light disappeared, and two people appeared in the study.

two women.

A girl with her hair tied up in a bun, dressed in clergyman's attire, holding a single-winged magic wand, with a brilliant yet somewhat awkward smile.

Another woman was leaning on her shoulder, holding a book in her arms. She had long black hair and a rosy body. Her smile was as gentle as spring breeze, yet with a hint of enchantment.

"Someone come!" An Lienong shouted and pointed the tip of the sword at the woman's neck.

The knight outside the door rushed in.

Lucia didn't even look at them, only staring at the knight in front of her.

"Anlenon Nabuqi, wizard, do you want it?"

The two eighth-level wizards who had reached the pinnacle of the continent simultaneously launched a magic circle.