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Naer-Fischer didn’t find out the source of the sound for a while, but it didn’t find out. He replied arrogantly: “Is the king here? Is it the king of this wilderness? Or the king of Saers?”

Wind Elf stunned and stood up and glared at him.

Young Leonin Prince lost his words and quickly made an apologetic gesture to Wind Elves. But it did not intend to let go of Brando, but looked towards Kirrlutzian.

But the firm voice continued: “Because it is neither Manketor nor Saers.”

“That’s funny,” Naer-Fisher was annoyed by the sound of this hidden head: “So where is this, can it be that we all don’t know where we are?”

Two or three chuckles came from the crowd.

Delphine looked at the direction and laughed lightly. He smiled lightly and proudly: “His Royal Highness knows where he is, but he hasn’t noticed it for a while. Our World, could it be that not called Vaunde?”

“King of Vaunde?”

Naer-Fisher reveals an exaggerated expression, which laughed twice: “How can I not know that there is such a title on this World-“

But it suddenly can’t laugh.

Because Leonin Prince saw this time Kirrlutzian simultaneous stood up and looked at it gloomyly; at that moment Naer-Fisher suddenly thought about it, and it seems that there is such a title in this World.

That is King of Kings, Sovereign of Sovereigns –

But it only once belonged to one person.

The man, called Gaetel, is a youngster from the Great Plains; he is the sage of Kirrlutzian, the first Master of Holy Sword Ordefeiss, but also the Flame King, the co-owner of the Holy Alliance.

So only the wind of rustling blew the sound of the blades of grass.

Everyone’s eyes were concentrated on Brando. For the first time, people felt that the hilt of the sun behind the sun shone with some burning eyes.

Brando also finally noticed that something was wrong. The answer that Delphine gave him seemed to be so unusual. In the eyes of everyone, he went back to find the prime minister’s daughter, but the latter hid in the crowd and smiled brilliantly, like a little demon who had a conspiracy.

This is what she hopes to see.

The crowd suddenly separated, and one person came out of it.

Brando looked at the sound of the Master, subconsciously retreat a step – that is the Kirrlutzian’s royal eldest son. Lenarret is slowly getting out of the crowd, expression calmly looks at everyone and then takes a crown from one’s own attendant.

This action allowed Brando to finally find the answer to the question, which is what kind of identity Delphine had assigned him.

But this identity…

Brando looked at Lenarret silently and looked like he was asking:

“why?”

But the emperor eldest son only shook his head gently.

He no longer looked at Brando, but held up the crown with both hands and replied loudly to everyone present: “As the Flame Holy Ring proves, the last emperor of the empire had referred to one person as the successor of Kirrlutz before his death; nowadays Jin Yan’s beliefs have not been extinguished, and Holy Sword Ordefeiss also owns the new Master, so Kirrlutzian will keep his promise and support him as the king-”

and so–

“He will be the legal monarch of Kirrlutzian.”

哗

Not just the people at the venue.

At this moment, even the Kirrlutzian nobles shook, and people stood up from one’s own position, for a moment.

A big bang.

Brando is like a pillar of stone, standing in the crowd. The original ring was legendary to Flame Holy Ring. The night of Lucita’s life is still vivid. The silver Queen’s unwilling eyes before death are like a slender knife carved into his heart.

That is clearly a tribute to life.

But why still have to go on such a path?

He was puzzled.

But it is already clear.

Brando turned back silently and glanced at Fina. The ojou-sama of Mehotofin claimed to shrink his neck, and he replied anxiously: “Brando, you have to accept it.”

Brando once again looks towards Delphine, looked towards Great Sage Vala and old prime minister Nederhoven, and Duke of Mehautofen and Duke of Ludwig, is this what they want? Still everything she wants? But if he refuses, it will not only be the face of Fina and Delphine, but Kirrlutzian will also become a laughing stock.

So what is the answer?

However, Brando is also asking himself.

At that moment, the prime minister’s daughter converges on the smile on her face.

She raises the head, and gently confronts Brando, and there is some simplicity in the gaze. She stepped him to the desperate step by step, but it can be said that he stepped on the final step of the throne, then did he choose to follow one’s own heart, or go to the end of the road?

It turns out that this is all.

Brando finally understood what the Silver Queen passed to one’s own.

He shook his head.

When everyone watched his movements, but he only raised his hands in silence, took the crown from the emperor eldest son.

“Remember what you said to Halutz?” Brando whispered to Lernanet: “It’s yours, and one day, no one can take it away from you.”

Lenarret groaned and suddenly looked at Brando.