Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

"After an accident like this, we can only do what you say."

Gillard was wearing a dark green suit, white lining, and a red tie. He had short black curly hair and a very short mustache under his nose. A white handkerchief was visible from his left chest pocket.

He walked slowly forward, his hands swinging naturally with his steps, staring intently at the dazzling sunlight outside the balcony in the distance ahead, and said with regret:

“I was right there but I couldn’t… well, it was my fault.

At least, I should succeed in preventing the prince from committing suicide."

"The past cannot be retrieved."

Keith looked at Kirad calmly and said calmly:

"Please don't blame yourself too much. Now you still have to think about the future."

"Well, what you said made me feel better."

Kirad clenched his fists and asked casually:

"How is Princess Mira doing?"

"Still the same."

Keith kept a steady distance from Kirad, clenched his fists, and reported calmly:

"She was adamant that she would not become the new queen."

"Having lost her mother and brother at the same time, I can understand Princess Mira's feelings."

Kirad stopped steadily inside the balcony fence, his feet on the blue tiles, looking down at the many residents outside the gate of the palace garden a hundred meters ahead, with his hands behind his back and his forearms folded, he explained calmly:

"Not to mention those people are interfering."

On the other side, many guards of the palace garden were wearing black uniforms, black round hats, holding black rifles, and standing in formation inside the tightly closed double-opening hollow iron gate.

Thousands of residents gathered outside the gate, holding wooden signs and banners with protest messages, and protested at the top of their lungs:

“We are against Princess Mira becoming the next king!!

We can’t leave the country to a little girl!!!

ABOLISH THE MONARCHY!!!"

at the same time.

Kirad remained in the same position, looking at the residents steadily, and described calmly:

"This is the anti-princess group."

"After all, she is a princess of a country, but they call her a little girl."

Keith stood behind Kirad to the right, with his hands behind his back and wrists crossed, staring at the residents with a sharp look.

Kirad turned to look at Keith and said steadily:

"I heard that some dangerous people have infiltrated the anti-princess group and are trying to launch a terrorist attack. The mission of protecting the princess is now left to you."

"it is good."

Keith withdrew his calm gaze from Girard and looked at the residents meaningfully.

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After a short time.

On the first floor of the palace, in the elegant and spacious lounge, Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi were not present.

Two royal guards stood on the left and right of the wall outside the double iron gate. They were wearing red uniforms, holding extremely long iron spears in their right or left hands, and had burly figures.

The kingdom's princess, the beautiful girl, Mira Julietta Weisbarand, sat on a luxurious wooden chair with gray cushions, far to the left and front of the door.

In front of her, there was a shorter rectangular wooden table displaying three white ceramic cups. Behind the wooden table stood a classic brown sofa. The light red curtains further to the right were tightly closed.

Princess Mira put her hands on the armrests. Her appearance and hairstyle were very similar to those of Mao Li Ran. She wore a light pink short-sleeved dress and a pink corset. She wore a silver necklace with a gold pocket watch hidden on her chest. She listened to the calls of the residents outside the window with a frown on her face.

A cute girl was standing far in front of Mira's left. She was wearing a white maid skirt and a white headband. Her brown hair reached her neck. She was holding a brown tray with three white ceramic cups in her hands.

A beautiful girl stood on the right side of the cute girl, wearing the same clothes as her. She was ten centimeters taller than her, with long black hair reaching her waist. She had her hands folded in front of her, looking at Princess Mira respectfully.

The atmosphere in the room gradually became tense, and the cute girl began to get flustered and accidentally dropped the tray.

"Crash!"

The tray fell onto the floor with delicate patterns, and a ceramic cup unfortunately lost its life and broke into several pieces.

When the kingdom guards heard the noise coming from inside the house, they were all startled and quickly turned to look at the door, worried that something had happened inside the house.

The cute girl knelt on the ground, trying hard to pick up the fragments.

However......

The broken sound ignited the grief and anger that Princess Mira had tried hard to suppress.

She stood up suddenly, turned to look at the two girls, pointed out the window, and said dissatisfiedly:

"What are you doing? Hurry up and tell those guys outside to shut up!"

"Mira-sama."

The beautiful girl gently comforted:

"Please cool down..."

"Noisy!"

Princess Mira casually picked up the ceramic cup on the table and smashed it onto the floor in front of her right, making a crisp sound. She angrily said:

“They blamed me so much!!

How can you ask me to calm down?!"

Princess Mira turned her head and looked at the door, and ordered angrily:

"Keith, where is Keith!?

Go and call Keith! "

"Click."

It was the heavy sound of a door opening.

Keith stood outside the door, pushed it open, walked in, and immediately looked at Princess Mira, and reported calmly:

"I am here."

Keith closed the door and walked towards Princess Mira calmly, saying with concern:

"What's wrong with you, Princess Mira?"

"Humph."

Princess Mira snorted lightly, turned her head, sat back in her original position, put her hands on the armrests, closed her beautiful eyes, and unhappily sought approval:

"You should have heard the voices outside, that is the voice of the people."

Princess Mira crossed her right leg over her left leg, lowered her head slightly, and swore unhappily:

"Even if they don't protest, I will do what they want."

Princess Mira opened her beautiful eyes, fixed her gaze on the classic sofa, and said in a decisive and unpleasant tone:

"Who would want to be the next king?"

"You have become the first heir to the throne."

Keith stood upright half a meter to the left of Princess Mira, his hands clasped at both sides, looking down at her, and taught her in a businesslike manner:

"Don't act like a child. Please be prepared."

"I don't care about that kind of thing."

Princess Mira gradually regained her composure and said with a hint of sadness:

"The next king of this country should be my brother."

Princess Mira's beautiful eyes held a clear tear. She lowered her head, closed her eyes, and recalled painfully:

"I've always thought so."