Vol 5 Chapter 246

The leaves hanging from the branches hang down, and the maggots also converge. In the courtyard of Nuoda, the needles are even heard.

Everything happened so fast that the nobles had no time to react, as if in a blink of an eye, their supreme queen knelt on the thirty-first step of St. Contepe's Palace. The White Rose Garden was in a mess, the forbidden army was crooked, and the Yan knights were unconscious.

The descendants of Juggernaut Dalus stood intact at the main entrance, without even moving a half step.

The silver queen has ruled the empire for decades, which may not be considered satisfactory to the nobles. Although the last and last generations of the emperor are powerful, they always give the nobles three points of face. Her queen treats the nobles like her pet dogs. Nobles Negotiations with the royal family have long since disappeared.

But the opponents had already left the scene, and all the present were letters from the queen, which allowed a foreigner to make a fortune in the empire, and the noble masters could not accept that the man was the grandson of Swordmaster Daruss.

However, the problem is that no one dared to act, and what strength did Brando show, what should they take against it?

So there was an embarrassing silence on the scene.

Until the sound of closing the sword breaks the silence

Brando put away his sword and slowly walked into the White Rose Garden. After ridiculing the Silver Queen, he didn't even look at the latter, but walked straight towards the mountain **** the spot.

Akane looked at him blankly, her expression blank, a little funny. She seemed to be in some magic and stood on the spot.

Until Brando came to her, reached out and put her forehead hair behind her ears, and said to her, "Sorry, I'm late. Akane."

Hundreds watched the scene silently.

The imperial nobility was silent.

Meditis was relieved and a little envious; Charles and Medfis both smiled; Fayna bit her lower lip; Andreag was bored and set her eyes aside; Old Nevin and Grandpa Moana shook each other After shaking their heads, they don't show their feelings like young people, but they are hard to tell.

On the one hand, it has witnessed the birth of a legend, but it is the empire that is a stepping stone for this, if this happened to Faenza. Even if they are two elderly people, they can talk about this for a while.

But it is in the empire.

Delphine looked at the scene with a complex look, and everything she knew seemed to be completely subverted in the previous moment.

At this moment, the prime minister was completely blank in her mind. Suddenly, she had some unspeakable pain in her heart, and even her fingertips paled slightly.

Qian couldn't see her inner thoughts, but the sense of shyness gradually faded away. After experiencing such a long journey, she also quickly matured. When Brando brushed her hair behind her ears. Feeling the heat from the opponent's hand, the Shanmin girl was slightly hesitant. She silently lowered her head and leaned against the Lord's warm chest.

She wept.

This was completely beyond Brando's expectation. The mountain girl dared to hit his heart like a sharp arrow, but he was too late to be caught, and deep heartache came to his heart. He could clearly feel how thin and weak the girl was in his arms. Her shoulders trembled slightly, as if the countless days and nights of uneasiness and the fear of being unable to break into him dipped in his mind.

Helplessness and sorrow at the fate of others. So profound and heart-warming, only those who have experienced it first-hand can understand it, but those high-profile personalities have no way to understand it.

At this moment Brando only thought about the burning Eruin. At that time, their fate was so similar to this young girl. He and others who had lost their inner dependence were more helpless than Akane at this moment.

silently. His aversion to the Silver Queen couldn't help more.

But at this time, he felt that the cold and soft objects touched his lips. This was a big surprise. Brando's eyes widened, but he found out when Akane's arms had crossed her neck. . She raised her head, her closed eyelashes trembling slightly, and the lovely fine fluff on her cheek was clearly visible.

Brando also seemed to have a wonderful magic, unable to move at all.

Hundreds of imperial aristocrats watched the scene as they watched the scene. They looked at the two young people in the kiss and couldn't make a sound.

What a wonderful scene for the aristocracy. The knight saved the princess perfectly in line with the imperial high society's pursuit of beauty and romance.

But what made them embarrassed was that they didn't know what position to face the scene, and they didn't even dare to see Her Majesty, so as not to let the other party see their own hearts shake.

"Jane is really brave." Matissa sighed softly.

"But I have to admit it," Charles replied, "This is the reward that the Lord Lord deserves. This miracle is worth a kiss. It is really difficult for me to tell the higher value between the two. "

"Mr. Shire, please be cautious." Matissa took a look at the sorrowful wizard in a bad temper.

"Don't worry, I will keep it secret in front of Miss Roman, but I don't think she cares much," Charles answered with a wink.

Even Mattissa couldn't say anything, because her face was red.

The old prime minister, Nederman, did not express his position. He looked more old-fashioned when he was young. Xiandi also valued his stability, but he was tolerant and tolerant to young people. Grandpa Hana laughed and seemed to remember his youth The romantic and unruly time of the time, he patted his daughter's shoulder gently: "It's a good guy."

"Master Father," Faina snorted fiercely, "I'm going to run away from home."

"Leave home again?" Grandpa Hana couldn't help laughing.

The girl turned her blue eyes. As for what she thought, it was difficult to say clearly.

The silver queen also looks at this scene

"He is completely different from his grandfather ..." At this moment Her Majesty's Majesty had such a weird thought, and even the frustration and pain of failure were mostly dissipated.

She knelt on the icy marble floor, and the light-reflective floor almost reflected her beautiful face, a face that was not eroded by the years, from which she saw herself in the princess era.

What a wonderful time ...

It's a pity that I almost can't remember.

When did things start to change?

She thought silently.

It was a dark and promenade. On the sides of the promenade are arch windows after arches, and the arch windows reflect many memories of the past. She saw the wilderness of the Four Realms, saw the bright spring light, saw the sunny courtyard, and saw herself. With sisters. See your elder brother, see your father, Grantor the Great.

It seemed like something happened in another dream, hazy, like a mirror and a moon.

She saw countless flags. The glory of the empire had just begun. Her father passed the throne to her. She passed the throne to her brother's first son. She saw a glorious palace and all nations coming. The empire's territory, under her watch, expanded in all directions, then the war broke out, and the knights bravely attacked the undead army.

For decades after that, she was old, and her face was covered with wrinkles, but the empire grew stronger day by day. She had gradually lost memories of her youth, but a flame still burned in her heart.

Father's request. After all, I didn't violate it.

She stood in the dark and saw everything that happened in her dream. She trampled her feet on the cold floor, and looked at the drooping old self. She was in white and she was always young. But helpless as if abandoned by the whole world.

why?

Why is this happening?

She looked at her hands, slender and slender, decades of time, without carving a texture on it, but pale as ghostly.

Slap. A drop of ice-cold liquid fell on the palm of the hand, and Constance found that she was crying.

How many years ago was the last tear?

She couldn't remember.

This dream, like a cracked mirror, burst into pieces.

The glittering shards cut her skin, and blood bleed out, shining golden light, but she was unaware.

She finally remembered everything in that distant dream.

At the end of the corridor, she saw the mysterious altar, exactly as it was sixty years ago, without changing the furnishings around it.

She saw her sixteen-year-old herself, Queen Gwendolyn, and the tall, handsome figure.

Three people fell to the altar.

On the altar, there is a baby girl with a beautiful eyebrow, perfect as a masterpiece of the Creator.

"Her Royal Highness, you cannot do this!"

"Mr. Daurus, this is the calamity I made. I must be held accountable for it. Do you want to watch the whole world bury us for us?"

"Miss Gwendolyn, you must stop Her Royal Highness!"

"Gwendolyn, you are a court warlock, you are responsible for the survival of the empire, you come to help me complete this ceremony."

"But ... Her Royal Highness ..."

"Gwendolyn, there are many princesses in the empire, but Warnd has only one."

"His Royal Highness ..."

"I have decided, if I can protect the empire, this land I love, it is also my greatest wish."

The silver queen stared at the sixteen-year-old herself and the empire's silver princess with tears in her eyes.

The memory became so vivid and profound, all the moments about her past that had been abandoned for decades, seemed to be alive again.

She finally remembered that it was the beginning and the end of everything.

And the picture in front of it began to change.

It ’s from a long time ago

Meteorites falling from the sky burned through the clouds, leaving a bright mark on the golden red sky, and countless people fled across the endless plain.

Sporadic battles are still taking place above the elemental borders, occasionally generating a flash of explosion, and the stars are dotted around the babel fortress.

She saw a dragon covering half of the sky, and the open wings extended from the south to the north of the Great Plains, across the horizon, and her curved neck seemed to be a giant tower of clouds.

Endless coercion emanated from all over the body.

The clouds were rumbling and the shining tower was falling apart

She saw another picture.

The blood-like sun is shining through the twelve obsidian corridor columns, and the lattice network on the smooth ground is shining.

Everyone in robes was slowly walking into the hall.

One of them raised his head and looked around. There were thirteen people around him. They had the same robes but different colors.

"I propose opening the Truth Council."

A voice said.

"agree."

"Truth will agree."

"The ring of ashes agrees."

"agree."

The man she saw was wearing a red, black and black robe, with a dark gold stand-up collar at the neckline, and an octopus snake named ouro wave rosted on the robe.

Another voice said:

"Silver Eye is responsible for recording meetings and not voting."

The speaker was wearing a gray robe, a silver stand-up collar, and the emblem on his body was a giant door. A narrow eye grew out of the door, as if looking down at the heaven and earth, looking at everything.

There was a voice in the queen of silver, the eye of quinine, the silver council.

The people on both sides of this person are all in the same costume, but the patterns inside the giant gate are different. One is an evergreen gun, and the other is a silver balance.

"The manager of the arbitration gate was absent," one said.

"The judge will not comment, then." The other responded.

"The arbitral tribunal withdrew from the meeting," the head of Silver Eye said immediately.

"Agree," said the host.

"The Army of the Earth appointed the Plenipotentiary Representative of Odin." The two on the right spoke, the black robes, the gold stand-up collars, and the emblems were all seven stars in the ring, but the flares were different.

Two voices sounded in her mind, the Dragon of Fury, Alvers; the Dragon of Wisdom, Crystal.

"So"

The next moment, the Silver Queen saw everyone look at her.

"Agree, agree," she answered subconsciously.

"by."

The host raised their hands.

"Next absent vote"

"The opponents step forward."

There was silence in the hall.

"Full ticket."

"Plan name."

"Surface."

"Numbering."

"Ae973034."

"Codename."

"Plan Wond."

The voice gradually became buzzing, as if she were in the middle of the city. She was both involved and watching indifferently. Some of the tunes became clear in her ears, and some of them became low and then intermittent.

The silver queen stood in the crowd, as if finally remembering it, she had experienced all this herself.

That may be before countless generations, or maybe decades ago.

Suddenly she was a little scared, shaking her head slightly.

"Master Martha ..."

"Don't ..."

"I beg you."

But the glory was still lost, and everything was dark.

There was a weeping cry of the girl in the dark.

... (to be continued ...)