The Emerald Tower

City of Flames, the Royal Palace.

Between the bronze door and the fine iron door, the Finck flame and the Munch flame carried the coffin from the left to the right. The pennant of the flame covered it. From the exposed corners, it could be seen that the coffin was made of black wood. Behind the two flame city-state princes, there are two young disciples from the line of the flame family. Like the two princes, the two young disciples carried the coffin on the left and right, with solemn and sad faces.

In fact, most of the people present have such expressions.

Of course, there are true and false.

The two princes and some ministers and relatives of the City of Flame were truly sad, and the rest were just pretending to be.

Especially those nobles, even children can see that they are acting.

"Ugh!"

Dro Thunder let out a sigh.

As the prince and heir of the Thunder City-state, although the young man was upright, he had also experienced many intrigues, so he saw it clearly.

Because of this, the young man sighed.

At the same time, I am also fortunate for my friends.

Because the elder brother of the other party actively gave up the competition!

Otherwise, the flame city state that had just suffered the assassination of the king will inevitably experience another ordeal, just like what he encountered in Helm.

As soon as he thought of his own experience, Dro Thunder's face flashed with pain.

"Moebius evil god, I must get rid of you!"

The young man swears silently in his heart.

In his memory, uncles and uncles are amiable people. However, because of his power, the sword faced him, which in the eyes of the young man was completely the error of the evil god.

Yes, it was Mobius' fault. She deliberately seduced his relatives and made them fall into the dark.

"The evil **** must be eliminated!"

Young people have become more and more determined in their faith.

Although this idea is far-fetched, it is a way for young people to unravel themselves.

For Dro Thunder at this age, the most unacceptable thing is betrayal.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

A burst of loud, solemn trombone sound drew back Dro Thunder's thoughts. He raised his head and looked at the team carrying the coffin.

At this moment, he has passed through the fine iron gate and entered the promenade.

Then, according to the fluency, you will enter the conference hall, then the banquet hall and two side halls, and finally the tomb of the flame family.

This process meant the king's last trip.

The Thunder City State also has a similar etiquette.

but. Unfortunately. His father didn't even have such a funeral.

This made the young man's hatred for Mobius deeper.

The team followed the coffin, staying a little bit everywhere, until the tomb.

"Our great Majesty, heir to the flames, after completing his glorious life, his glory will be like flames and will endure in the world..."

The Chancellor of the Exchequer stood in front of the cemetery, reading his eulogy

This was originally what the old prime minister Pemes did.

However, as the real murderer who assassinated the king. Pemese obviously could not be here, so the chancellor attended.

The minister's voice was full of anger and loud enough to make everyone present clearly hear him.

And when the voice fell, the two princes and relatives of the Flame City carried the coffin into the tomb alone, not the kind of mass burial.

With his keen eyesight, Dro Thunder clearly saw the tears of Fink's flames through the shelter of the tomb. The Munch flames on the side comforted his brother again and again.

The atmosphere at the scene became more solemn.

About five minutes later, the two princes and two relatives of the Flame City walked out of the tomb.

Click!

Boom!

The sound of the machine spring. The door of the tomb was closed straight, with an unusually heavy noise. Cut off all contact with the outside world.

The group was led by Munch Flames and walked towards the conference hall.

Dro Thunder paused slightly and came to the end of the team, walking side by side with the flames of Fink.

"Death is not the end!"

The young man thought for a long time before he found such a comforting word.

It's just...not very effective.

However, Fink Flames still thanked him.

"Thank you!"

The prince of the Flame City said.

Because he knew that among so many people present, only Dro Thunder was the purest one to attend his father's funeral.

The rest, even his elder brother, have impure motives.

Obviously, there is a delicate heart beneath Fink's strong flames.

Therefore, Fink Flame felt that something must be explained.

"My sage, I apologize to you... I must compromise on some things!"

Fink Flame said after a slight pause.

"There is no need to apologize, I understand! Mianxia will not care even more, because Mianxia is far more open-minded than we thought!"

Dro Thunder waved his hand.

And this is not perfunctory.

Dro Thunder really asked Dean, and Dean really didn't care.

"Furthermore, the Frostwolf was put back under the crown, this is a fact!"

Dro Thunder shrugged with a wry smile.

As the heir to the Thunder City-state, Dro Thunder certainly understands the consequences of Dean's actions.

It was like the land of the ancestors of the Thunder City.

The Thunder City-state with the land of ancestral spirits can be called the Thunder City-state, and once the land of the ancestral spirits is lost, the Thunder City-state is an ordinary city.

The same is true of Frost City-states.

Once the Frostwolf is lost, the Frost City State can be said to be finished.

However, Dean returned the Frostwolf.

As for the people of the Frost City-state and the Flame City-state, the kind of heart that wants to kill Dean can be imagined.

If it weren't for being unable to shoot, and knowing Dean's power well. Dro Thunder believes that the people of the Flame City have already taken action.

And even with that, Dro Thunder became a little overwhelmed in the face of his friends.

Just when Dro Thunder was thinking about how to open his mouth to express his apology, Fink Flames spoke first.

"What's the matter then? As a real warrior, you shouldn't accept the kind of victory given. The real choice is to obtain with your own fists and swords!"

Fink said in a loud voice.

Dro Thunder looked at his friend in surprise. He wanted to come, even if his friend didn't care about Dean returning the Frostwolf. But it is still inevitable that there will be complaints.

However, the things in front of him were somewhat beyond his expectations.

Fink Flame looked at Dro Thunder, took a deep breath, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "I will become a king like my father, with the honor and dignity of the Flame family, and then. I." Let those who persecute me with high-sounding reasons understand. The me who is embraced on the battlefield and the me who brings victory is the real master of the flame city! And not because of a Frostwolf!"

With such words, a very special breath appeared on Fink's flames.

That is the breath of the road!

Dro Thunder looked at all of this. He was delighted for his friend to find the way, and fortunate for the idea, because it was destined that his friend would be a good king.

and so. Dro Thunder said immediately: "I look forward to it!"

"I will never disappoint Dro you expect!"

Fink Flame said in an almost sworn manner.

Then, the two young men looked at each other and smiled, speeding up their pace.

However, instead of following the crowd in front, they walked through the corridor and entered the side hall, where the court officials had been waiting for a long time.

"Your Highness!"

A crowd of courtesy officials saluted.

"let us start!"

Fink Flame said.

Then, a red and gold robe met. The crown made of pure gold appeared in front of the flames of Fink.

The ceremonial officer took off the original robes and boots for Fink Flame, and a silver bowl with special flavor was held by the ceremonial officer. Different fingers dipped in the essence and flicked in the direction of Fink's flames.

The other courtesy officer held a silver bowl filled with some kind of grease and touched the grease with his fingertips. Then, toward the bun of Fink's flames, the sideburns were wiped off.

After a while, Fink's flames were scented and radiant.

Then, he put on the robe, crown, and scepter that represented the king.

When wearing the crown, Fink Flame did not ask the courtesy officer to help, but picked up the crown and put it on in the mirror.

"how about it?"

Fink Flame asked Dro Thunder.

Dro Thunder smiled and gestured a thumbs up.

"Your Majesty, it's time to become the throne!"

The courtesy officer on the side reminded.

"Ok!"

Fink Flames nodded, and then took another deep breath, reducing the excess expression on his face, and only after being solemn, did he pick up his scepter, guided by the ceremonial officer, to the side Go to the hall.

The hall is the discussion hall of the Flame City State.

At this time, all the ministers and many nobles in the city-state gathered.

When they saw the flames of Fink coming out, all these people bowed and saluted, including the flames of Monk standing near the throne.

"His Majesty!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

In such a shout, Fink Flame went straight to his throne, and when he sat down, everyone got up and looked at Fink Flame.

Under many gazes ~www.readwn.com~Fink Flame kept his solemnity and looked at his brother.

Munch Flames immediately handed a box to Fink Flames with both hands.

The box was opened gently, and there was a red crystal in it, the size and shape exactly the same as the Frostwolf of the Frost City of Contract.

And this is the guardian beast of the flame city: the contract crystal of the flame lion.

Fink Flame picked up the flaming crystal and was about to complete the final step of enthronment.

"It's not good! It's not good! Dean Kenzelgang incited the slaves to riot!"

But at this moment, a sound of panic came from outside the hall.

Suddenly, the discussion hall fell silent, and the needle dropped.

ps first update~ (to be continued.)

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