The dragon queen always teases me

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"When are you going to leave?"

Melia frowned and said, "I still have very interesting things to deal with, I'm afraid it will be very late."

Carl hinted: "Go late and there will be no meat."

Meria said: "I will grasp the time. What's more," she said with a smile on her lips, "I prefer to let him experience what it means to fall from the clouds."

Carl brushes past her.

"Besides, I want to give him back the slap." Melia said with a smile.

Carl warned: "Don't be too complacent."

Melia said: "I hope you wish me all the best."

The dark horse ran away.

Melia clearly heard Carl whisper that everything is going well.

Whoops, the mouth is too straight.

Melia turned and walked in the exact opposite direction.

She was facing the light, and the shadow was right under her feet.

……

"I am now poured out, and the time of my departure has come. I have fought the good fight. I have finished the race. I have kept the faith. Henceforth the crown of righteousness shall be I reserve it, and it is what God, who judges righteously, will give to me on that day. Not only to me, but also to everyone who loves his appearance." The priest read the new covenant excitedly, and his eyes even had tears in his eyes. with tears.

"Sorrow is only temporary, separation is also temporary, and we will meet again one day." He closed the Bible.

The facial features of His Royal Highness Oliko Froenburg and Meria have no part of the portrait. Meria is still young but her expression is already sharp and sharp, while Oliko is extremely gentle and gentle, with a pair of deep blue eyes like As deep as the sea.

He kneeled solemnly in front of the coffin covered with white roses. The old emperor was lying in the coffin, with frost hanging on his eyebrows and hair. His body had been maintained by an ice mage, and he looked like he was alive.

"My dearest father," Oliko said hoarsely, "I am not sad for you, I am sincerely happy that you have abandoned all the troubles of the world."

"We will meet each other one day. On that day, I can't even imagine how excited and happy I will be."

The glass of the National Cathedral is painted with pictures of God leading mankind to leave the world. According to the ceremonial regulations, the lights are not allowed to be turned on. Only a candle is lit directly in front of the coffin, so it is very dark.

"According to the usual practice, there is one important event at the funeral that requires everyone to make a decision."

Oliko listened calmly.

"The third prince, Olik Froenburg, has the legal right to inherit, and has both ability and quality. He is proposed as the heir. If anyone can prove that this nomination is unreasonable, illegal, and dark, please submit it immediately. Or stay silent forever."

Under the faint light, the courtiers knelt around, everyone looked pale and strange.

They looked at each other, looked at each other, and glanced at the guards who were keeping their hands on the long sword in the dark, and finally raised their hands slowly and in unison.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Oliko's mouth.

Melia pushed open the door.

Sunlight poured in with her movements.

"I object," she said.

Chapter 33 Chapter IV

Torrential rain.

Sally's room was only lit with a small candlestick, and she huddled under the quilt to read the picture book that Fantensina brought back for her.

Fantensina pushed the door open.

Sally rushed over to hug her happily.

But immediately she frowned, the smell of blood on Fantensina's body was too strong.

Being bumped into the wound, Fantensina let out a muffled snort.

"Nati." Sally called out her name in a crying voice, and the child struggled to pull down Fantensina's armor.

Fantensina rubbed her hair, "I'm fine," she reassured.

The heavy armor fell to the ground, and Fantensina's stomach was covered in blood.

"I'm fine," she repeated. "The poke was off."

"Natie."

"I'm really fine."

White light enveloped his body warmly.

Fantensina, used to her peculiarity, was not surprised.

"Natie," Sally whispered, hugging her, "let's surrender."

Fantensina Froenburg refuses to hand over her troops, withdraws her fiefdoms, the Empire marches, forcibly disarmed.

Fantensina refused to surrender, and the imperial army and the armies of all parties clashed head-on with her, and the situation was very dangerous.

"Sally," Fantensina smiled helplessly, "you are too young."

"You don't understand anything."

"I understand!" Sally said eagerly: "Your brother will definitely not hurt you if you hand over the army!"

"Yeah," Fantensina agreed, "Killing a princess without any ambition and strength, how could he get into such trouble. Disband my army and send me to a fief far away from Bock. Without any threat, I also saved my own life, everyone is happy, isn't it?"

Sally closed her eyes and said, "My intuition tells me that you don't think so."

"Sally, I joined the army at the age of 11." Fantensina said: "I killed the enemy marshal at the age of 13, I was knighted at the age of 17, and I was involved in politics at the age of 22. I have done absolutely no less than my dear brothers. Now, I'm being branded a traitor for refusing to surrender my army, but my brothers are still using their army to fight each other. Why is this?"

"Tell me," she asked softly, "why did this happen?"

"Because I am a woman," she replied with a wild laugh. "I have no inheritance, I have no title, I have no right to compete. My political career must end when I marry someone else. My honor, my glory There will be no trace in history just because I am a woman."

"Tell me, baby. If you were me, would you be willing, would you be resentful?"

"Natie," Sally called her in vain.

Fantensina carried her out.

The heavy rain has stopped, and thick water vapor is blowing.