There was a huge uproar.

Brando is like a stone sculpture, standing among the crowd. It turns out that the ring is the legendary Holy Ring of Flame. What happened that night in Rushta is still vivid in my mind, and the look of unwillingness in the Silver Queen's eyes before she died is still vivid.

, like a slender knife, carving into his heart.

It is clearly a nostalgia for life.

But why do we still want to follow that path?

He had doubts.

But it’s already clear.

Brando turned his head silently and glared at Faina fiercely. The eldest lady of Mehotofen shrank her neck knowing she was wrong, and replied in a low voice with some anxiety: "Brando, you must

You have to accept it.”

Brando looked at Delphine again, at the Great Holy See Valla and the old prime minister Niedwin, as well as Duke Mehotofen and Duke Ludwig who were present. Is this all they want?

Or is it everything she wants? But if he refuses, then not only Faina and Delphine will be embarrassed, but the Cruz people will also become a laughing stock.

So what's the answer?

However, Brando was also asking himself.

At that moment, the Prime Minister Qian Jin suppressed the smile on her face.

She raised her head and looked at Brando tenderly. There was something simple and unpretentious in her eyes. She pushed him to a desperate situation step by step, but it can also be said that she took him to the final step of the throne step by step.

So should you choose to follow your heart or embark on the road to the end?

Turns out that's all there is to it.

Brando finally understood what the Silver Queen had passed on to him.

He shook his head.

While everyone was watching his movements, he only silently raised his hands and took the crown from the hands of the eldest son.

"Do you still remember what you said to Haruze?" Brando said softly to Lerinat: "It belongs to you, and one day, no one can take it away from you."

Lenaret was startled, then raised his head and looked at Brando in astonishment.

"I think one day you will be a good king." Brando lowered his head silently and put the crown on his head. Then he turned around, leaving only a silhouette of his back to the eldest son of the emperor.

At that moment, the venue felt indescribably quiet, and even the wind seemed to have stopped.

The young lion prince subconsciously took a step back, his face turned pale.

Haruze clenched his fists with some excitement. This was his teacher, the person he admired the most; no matter what difficulties, he could not knock him down. He was like a living legend that could shine into every person.

human reality.

Hope, the fires of civilization have fallen into the darkness, but one hand will eventually pick them up again. Delphine watched this scene silently, and for a moment, the prime minister's daughter also turned around and blinked softly.

He glanced at the corner of his eyes.

Brando walked silently in front of everyone, stopped, and looked at everyone calmly:

"Now, I've proven why I'm here—"

"Next, as the heir to this supreme throne and in compliance with that ancient contract, I will exercise all these powers - I think it's time to end these red tapes, isn't it?"

"Then everyone, can you agree?"

The envoys from various countries were actually a little stunned.

What is the supreme throne? Do the Cruz people really think that they can regain that glory with just one title? It is not just the master of the holy sword Odysseus, it is the king of kings and the king of kings.

.

But will there be another Gilt in this world?

But until a firm voice sounded: "I agree."

Princess Magdale left her seat and nodded to Brando with a soft look. Then she raised her voice again: "Silver Bay countries, agree."

"Eruin, agree." Haruze also said loudly.

"Jiu Feng, I agree." Huang Huo replied calmly.

Lord Lorraine Dale suddenly stood up.

"Where are you going, teacher?" Arut looked at him.

"I'm going to answer a question." There was a smile on Eastover's thin face.

He left the table and walked to Brando.

"Borrow the sword and use it, Your Majesty the King of Fire." The King of Lorraine Dell said with a smile.

Brando was stunned for a moment, but then he understood, smiled slightly, raised his hand and threw a green light. Istovel caught the sword steadily, then raised the sword high, the light of the sky, on the blade

Shining with dazzling brilliance.

"Holy Sword Sky—!"

The wind elves exploded with a bang and screamed in surprise.

The Elf Regent gently held the hilt of the sword, inserted the sword into the ground, then turned around and nodded to Aruta, who was not far away.

"teacher?"

"ring."

Aruta looked at the shining holy sword, and then he realized what he was doing. He removed the holy ring from his hand and handed it over. Istovel picked up the holy ring and gently placed it on the holy sword in the sky.

on the hilt of the sword.

One sword and one ring complement each other.

Brando looked at this scene, laughed, and pulled out Odysseus with his backhand, and also inserted the golden flame blade into the ground. He turned around, and Delphine had already understood it, and put the Holy Ring of Flame on the sword.

superior.

Two holy rings stand facing each other.

Two rings, complementing each other.

Aruta took a deep breath and mustered up all his courage: "Saint Osor, I agree."

The crowd was already in an uproar.

The archdruid stood up in anger, and Funya's small figure smiled softly at the side.

"Alanta, I agree."

Instar Dragon also stood up.

"Madala also borrowed the sword for use."

The Black Lord stood in front of Brando and smiled lightly: "Dear Lord, you are well."

Brando also smiled and nodded to him.

The two looked at each other. They were similar in age. They had been each other's rivals, but they had also fought side by side. After the trip to the Sea of ​​the Dead Moon, to this day, fate seemed to have made them allies again.

"Thank you." Instar Dragon answered with a smile while holding the annihilation in his hand.

"You're welcome, say hello to Tagus for me."

"I will."

Three holy swords and three rings.

Queen Madala watched this moment and replied calmly: "Madala, I agree."

"agree."

"agree."

There are more and more followers.

The dwarf king Kalifen laughed loudly and watched this scene with admiration. Under the supervision of Delphiri and Manrique, he also raised his war hammer high and replied in a rough voice: "Secret

Silver Hall, I agree."

The crowd was excited again.

Many nobles from different regions have not yet fully realized who this Count Tonigel is.

But at this moment, Delphiri had put down the sword box, and Manrique religiously took out the holy sword Misol. He raised the sword high, and then inserted it into the gravel with both hands, along with the other three swords.

The holy sword forms a ring.

The people of Faenzan were in an uproar.

"Mithore, the Holy Sword of Light!" Someone even shouted.

The leader of the Knights of Judgment stood up staggeringly and stared at this scene with his mouth open. After being reminded by others, he remembered to hand a ring to his attendant with a trembling voice, and the attendant held the Holy Light in his hand with understanding.

Jie trotted all the way and placed it on the hilt of the holy sword.

The Knights of Gracius raised their hands: "Fanzan, agree!"
To be continued...