Five Hundred and Fifty-Three, the Center of the Entire Kingdom

On the extremely solemn and sacred corridor, the sound of high heels falling on the ground resounded clearly, adding a touch of elegance to the surrounding solemn atmosphere.

Priscilla walked ahead with her head held high, and Al, who was dressed in a strange outfit, walked towards the end of the seemingly endless corridor.

Surrounded by heavily armed guards.

Wearing armor and holding long spears, they stood there like statues stationed here, and they didn't even move even once, which was enough to show that they were well-trained.

And the eyes of these guards were all focused on Priscilla alone, as if Priscilla was the only focus of the audience, completely ignoring Al who was following him.

Naturally, he ignored Fang Li who was walking on the other side.

Compared to Priscilla, who was walking with her head held high, and Al, who was looking relaxed, Fang Li was just walking.

That is to say, he didn't show any personality, nor did he look around, just a little lack of interest.

After all, Fang Li had no intention of coming here.

"You obviously didn't intend to come here, but you still act obediently with the concubine?"

Priscilla didn't turn her head back, she just covered the lower half of her face with her fan, smiling for some unknown meaning.

"Although this is what I want, so the world will definitely satisfy my wish, but I thought you would struggle a little bit."

Hearing this, Fang Li didn't even look at Priscilla, but just said this.

"Leaving aside your factors, even if I leave now, it is estimated that I will come here again for various reasons in a while, right?"

Fang Li said silently: "After all, the signs that someone wants me to come here are so obvious that people don't have the energy to guess."

For example, the person who gave Priscilla the information that Fang Li was tracking down the Witch Cult.

"So, you just give up on unnecessary actions, and plan to rush through no matter what kind of traps lie ahead?" Priscilla said sarcastically, "I really don't know whether you are very courageous or very confident. .”

"No no no." Al interjected at this time, and said in a relaxed tone: "When it comes to boldness and self-confidence, no one can compare to you, princess, from this point of view, This brother is indeed very suitable to be your husband."

"You are right in saying that." Priscilla actually said in agreement: "If you are an ordinary person who only fears the unknown fate ahead, then even if you become the husband of a concubine, you will only be the eighth unlucky ghost in the end. That's all."

These words, uttered by the rumored "Bloody Bride", are so realistic that it is unimaginable.

"So, brother..." Al moved closer to Fang Li, elbowed Fang Li's side, and said teasingly, "You didn't choose to refuse because you were afraid of being crushed by the princess, did you?" ?”

Fang Li glanced at Al and said, "If you really have the ability to make me feel the fear of death."

Such words without any emotion made Al shut his mouth on the spot.

Even Priscilla seemed to have sensed something with her astonishing intuition, she didn't turn her head, but still had an incomprehensible smile on her face.

Not long after, the group finally saw the end of the corridor.

There, there is an extremely magnificent double door.

In front of the gate, a person is guarding.

"It's been a long time, Priscilla-sama."

The other party bowed their heads towards Priscilla.

It was a middle-aged man in his forties who was also fully armed, but without a helmet on his head. His aura was obviously different from that of ordinary guards.

Attitude, neither humble nor overbearing.

Obviously, this person is not a guard, but a knight.

Moreover, it is a guard knight who directly belongs to the royal family.

Facing this guard knight, Priscilla just said something arrogantly.

"Open the door.

"

Hearing this sentence, the other party did not follow suit, but cast their eyes on Fang Li and Al respectively.

Immediately, he asked about the convenience.

"Are these two knights of Priscilla-sama?"

Faced with this question, Priscilla answered like this.

"Only the clown over there is my knight, and the other one is my future husband."

"Husband?" The other party was stunned.

"That's right, husband." Priscilla said as a matter of course: "The husband of the future king of this country, you are not allowed to say that he cannot enter."

The arrogant, unreasonable and capricious attitude made the other party frowned, and looked at Fang Li's body vaguely.

However, since Fang Li didn't even bother to pay attention to Priscilla, he naturally ignored the guard knight in front of him.

Therefore, it is the default voice for convenience.

"Please go in."

After the words fell, the door opened gradually.

What unfolded in front of Fang Li's eyes was a hall that perfectly matched the word "palace".

There is a red carpet on the ground.

The walls are richly decorated and bright.

Luxurious chandeliers hang from the soaring ceilings.

At first glance, it looks like a dance hall at a dance party somewhere.

The difference is that there is a high platform with steps in the deepest part of the hall.

On the high platform, there are seats one by one.

And in the center of these seats, located in the deepest part of the hall, there is an obviously extraordinary position.

It was a throne with a wall in the shape of a dragon behind it.

Therefore, this is the audience hall of the royal city.

Hall of audience with the king.

When Fang Li walked into such a hall, almost everyone turned their attention.

I saw that there were already many people in the hall.

These people, except for a few individual ones, are basically divided into two factions.

One group consisted of people wearing white-based uniforms with knight swords on their waists.

These people are the knights of the Knights of the Guards.

There is another school that wears formal dresses and seems to be aristocratic figures.

Military officers mainly knights.

Civil servants, mainly nobles.

The people here are the central organization of Lugnica, the Qinlong Kingdom, who constitute the high-level figures of the entire kingdom.

In other words, at this moment, all the senior officials of Lugnica, the Dragon Kingdom, were present.

If it's a matter of course, it's a matter of course.

Because today is the meeting to announce the start of the king's election.

It can be seen that in front of the high platform in the deepest part of the hall, the most central figures of the meeting have fully arrived.

Inside, there are nobles in military uniform.

Inside, there was a girl in plain clothes.

In it, there is a girl in a dress.

There, too, were half-elfs in white robes.

"Fang Li?"

Seeing Fang Li slowly walking in from the outside, the silver-haired half-elf couldn't help but cover his mouth with one hand, his purple pincer-colored eyes were full of shock and shake.

It was Emilia.

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