"Black, dark god?"

Someone pointed to the sickle in the girl's hand and screamed.

Some nobles were whispering.

"My goodness, this girl is holding a black crescent sickle in her hand, and she is still wearing a black cloak!! Isn't this a sign of the Dark God?! Oh, my God, I feel like we will have one today Nightmare."

"To tell you, Mrs. Sophia, I feel that way too."

There was another whisper, this time it was a rebuttal.

"No, she won't be the Dark God, she's a girl. The Dark God is obviously a man, damn... This must be a chick with a problematic brain. I don't know which family brought it in. She dares to sit on the throne. !"

When everyone was angry, Charles raised his arm to signal everyone to be quiet. He turned his head to look at Fu Yue, his blue eyes gleaming with cold luster, "Who is your Excellency? Why do you want to make trouble at my succession ceremony?"

"If the girl doesn't say clearly, don't blame me for turning my face and ruthless."

As Charles's voice landed, the surrounding knights drew their swords one after another, and the cold sword light pointed directly at the **** the throne.

The atmosphere in the hall was stagnant and solemn.

Everyone was like a big enemy, and they couldn't help holding their breath.

Because the black cloak that Fu Yue was wearing covered most of her face, Charles could only see a beautiful chin and the girl's bright red lips like rose petals.

Charles didn't recognize Fu Yue's identity, and he didn't even think that this girl was Cloya he had been madly pursuing before.

Hear Charles' threats.

Fu Yue just raised her eyebrows boredly, resting her chin with her fingers.

"Oh."

"There is no reason, just to see you are not pleasing to the eye...and this woman."

With that said, the black-haired girl stretched out a white finger and pointed at the goddess of light off the court. Her posture was arrogant and arrogant, and she did not put her in her eyes.

Seeing Fu Yue's attitude, Charles immediately scolded him, "Laughter, dare to be disrespectful to the Goddess of Light."

The Goddess of Light standing next to Charles gently shook her hand towards him, meaning that she didn't care, her beautiful face was compassionate, she raised her eyes to Fu Yue, her eyes seemed to have soft light.

"My child, I won't blame you for your overstepping, but what you did today is really hurting my heart. Charles will be an excellent monarch. Where will you put him in this trouble today?"

"Child, repent, I will forgive your fault."

The long robe on the goddess of light swayed with the wind, like a gorgeous moonlight, shining with silver.

She looked at Fu Yue's eyes, as if she was looking at a naive child.

Fu Yue snorted.

repent? Forgive her?

It was really the first time someone said such ridiculous things to her.

The girl stood up, her black dress was as gorgeous as night, she was pitch black without any impurities, and her white chin was extremely beautiful.

Yin Hong's thin lips joined together.

"Eos, you are not qualified to be the goddess of light, let alone to forgive me."

As she said, the long-handled scythe she was holding in her hand was gradually lowered, and the blade turned, flashing a sharp light, with blue energy floating on it, which made people feel terrified.

Anyone who is familiar with Fu Yue knows that her posture is a sign of the upcoming battle.

Hear the words.

Charles was furious.

"Disrespect to the goddess of light, you are simply stubborn!"