Ride and Cut

For a while, the air suddenly became quiet.

You must know that the parade of Fleisch to accept the cheers of the whole city has always been the privilege of the king alone. It's not just that the limelight is not so simple, but it also involves the uniqueness of authority in the minds of the people-it does not rule out that some people will mistake the king and use the authentic next to it as a foil.

Regarding this issue of principle, no matter how magnanimous a ruler may be, it is impossible to get the slightest profit. Therefore, for thousands of years, no matter how the situation changes, generations of kings have always completed the parade alone.

Today, Bedrick is undoubtedly challenging tradition.

Even if most people had predicted that this deviant crown prince would become a deviant king when he came to power, it is still incredible that he would go out of style to this point.

"Your Majesty, this seems to have no precedent, are you insisting on it?" the waiter asked in a low voice hesitantly.

"Of course." Bedrick reached out to Richard without hesitation, and his voice spread far and wide in silence, "If one day, we truly have a war with the undead and even the Titans. At that time, everyone should remember, It was a man named Richard who first issued the warning. Even if some people’s stupidity failed to execute effectively, everyone should remember this contribution!"

Li Cha stood there, Ye Yu pushed him hard behind him, but didn't push.

"Your Majesty, with all due respect, that seems to be just unconfirmed news." Suddenly someone said.

The lord recognized this, as if it was called Gerald, the prime minister of a small duchy in the south. In short, it can be simply regarded as a trivial dent.

"He's right, everything hasn't fallen to the ground yet." Lord Lord shrugged indifferently.

Experience will always change people, and the more magnificent the waves, the more changeable it has been. If he changed to the one that had just emerged a few years ago, he might be tempted by this kind of honor, and he might also be angry at unwarranted doubts.

But now, the squat is still the squat, but Richard is still Richard.

He has only complete pity for these frogs at the bottom of the well, just like a summer mayfly can never understand what winter is, and it would be difficult for these short-sighted politicians to watch the rising and falling of the other world.

The world of vision is different, so that the height of thinking of the two sides is completely different, and forcible communication is just a waste of time.

Bedrick withdrew his hand regretfully.

"I can prove it for Mr. Richard." A group of people suddenly broke in from outside the palace. They were dressed in clothes woven with green fibers. They were slender and pointed.

From the time they came in, the air gradually filled with a scent of vegetation, which was not strong but refreshing. Compared with this taste, most perfumes on the market are directly reduced to only compatible with swill.

It's not the forest elf.

"You seem to be late." Richard's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a falcon.

At the front is an elderly elf with white beard and hair. His face is already wrinkled and rough like tree bark, and his long beard naturally hangs down to his belly.

Paired with a pure natural fiber gown, standing there is like an ancient tree.

Judging from the elemental fluctuations on his body, the identity of his magister is completely beyond doubt.

This coronation ceremony is indeed a grand gathering of all forces. The top masters that are rarely seen in ordinary times are as cheap as Chinese cabbage on the street.

If there really is a **** who wipes out the entire Fris directly at this moment, it is no exaggeration to say that the entire continent's magic level will suffer catastrophic damage that cannot be restored.

Richard also saw the elven prince who had been taught him once, and he was looking at him with gritted teeth. If the hatred is weighty, the lord of the mountain fort will be immediately crushed into a piece of meat pie, and will never be overborn.

I don't know whether it was the Holy Light Divine Art or some other magic. It barely cured his two broken legs, and he was able to move freely except for looking a little lame.

Richard's eyes moved back and forth between his legs, which immediately aroused some bad memories of him, and his face turned pale.

"That's Iragon, one of the top magic masters among the elves, majoring in the very biased plant department." Ye Yu whispered.

The circle of top powerhouses was originally small, and for a well-informed longevity species like Taikoo Long, it is not surprising that they all know all of them.

The lord nodded silently, always feeling that those with pointed ears were not good.

The clothes made purely of tree fibers on their bodies are hardly old-fashioned. Even the elves who value tradition the most have stopped wearing them for thousands of eight hundred years.

Silk is now the most popular clothing material with pointed ears, followed by cotton. If Richard remembers correctly, the kid was dressed in silk last time when he was packing up the fairy prince. He was very trendy.

I don't know from which corner of the corner this outdated antique was turned out, and it was specially worn on occasions like the coronation ceremony. It was a bit meaningful at all.

As for what he said he could testify for himself-Richard sneered, the dignified alpine fort lord, need a bunch of unfair forest elves to testify?

"In fact, we have verified through our own channels that Mr. Richard's words are true." Eragon's words seemed to be thrown into the sea like a blockbuster, and immediately set off a shocking wave.

"In other words, the Titans really want to return to our world?" Gerald asked first.

"Yes."

"How is this possible?" The envoys of the small country discussed fiercely with each other, and the scene became as noisy as a vegetable market.

Almost none of them had seen the Titan's bones with their own eyes. Originally, they had a fluke mentality, and they didn't believe this kind of rumors that sounded fantastic.

Because Pompeii previously proposed to assemble the army for joint command, the statement that "everything is a scam by the directors of big countries to annex small countries" is also very marketable. The envoys came with the ardent entrustment of their respective monarchs, vowing to strive for an independent status according to reason.

The lofty sense of mission makes them fall into self-improvement~www.readwn.com~ If they don't succeed, they become benevolent.

As a result, what Iragon said now, undoubtedly declaring that they are all boring idiots, and they suddenly wailed all over the field.

"But I think Master Richard's attitude is lacking in consideration." Ilagon leaned forward a few steps with the stick, and watched as Lord Lord suddenly smiled, his old face squeezed into folds.

"You mean that I led someone to break the leg of your Royal Highness?" Richard touched his nose, his eyes flickering, "I'm very sorry about that, but I do not think about it impulsively."

"It's just a little conflict between the young people, it doesn't matter at all, Felidheim almost forgot." The old elf patted the little white-faced prince on the shoulder.

The latter forced a smile that was uglier than crying.

Eragon went on to say: "I mean, the attitude towards the Titans."

Suddenly, Feng'er seemed to be a little uproarious.

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