Bride of the Great Demon King

Tonight seemed destined to be a sleepless night.

On the large square at the entrance of the palace, tens of thousands of citizens gathered together, and the torches illuminated half of Notley City as if it were daytime.People were looking forward to it, whispering in their mouths that the God of Light did not give up this land.For a moment, the glory of the past seemed to have returned to the Holy City, and all the residents who chose to stay here straightened their backs, preparing for the many opportunities after the plague passed with hope.

Near midnight, the crowd outside the palace suddenly fell silent.

The huge bronze gate engraved with the national flower of Jialan slowly opened under the watchful eyes of thousands of people...

When His Royal Highness George, the First Prince of Garland, walked out of the gate of the palace surrounded by the royal guards, the cheers were even louder than any previous Kingdom Anniversary Day.

With a firm and confident smile on his face, His Royal Highness slowly walked up to the temporary round platform in the center of the square.With a single gesture, the young prince silenced the cheering crowd around him.Except for one or two uncontrollable coughs and the crying of the baby, everyone present had their eyes firmly locked on the young man called the Miracle Son of Jialan.

"Citizens of Jialan! Today is destined to be a day that will be remembered forever by history."

"Because your suffering is about to come to an end today!"

"I, like you, once believed that this terrible plague was invincible."

"It's not just the plague. In this sacred land, in just one month, even darkness and evil took the opportunity to show their fangs."

"I asked myself over and over again, is the great capital of Jialan really going to fall under the claws of the epidemic?"

"Is the holy city of Notley, which symbolizes the revival of mankind, really going to become a piece of history?"

"No!"

"There is only one answer. We cannot compromise with plague and evil!"

"Today, I want to prove to you that the God of Light has not given up on his most devout believers!"

"Today, we will use the courage that the Jialan people have always had to defeat this plague!"

"Today, we will completely drive evil out of Jialan's land!"

"Glory belongs to Jialan!"

"Glory belongs to Jialan!"

"Glory belongs to Jialan!"

The first prince's words undoubtedly aroused the strongest sense of honor in the hearts of the citizens, and the beautiful green gemstones exposed from his open palm pushed the atmosphere to the climax!

In order to boost the confidence of the people, the fact that the prince found the specific plague medicine was deliberately exaggerated in advance as a legendary experience of narrow escapes.And the poisonous angel's tears inlaid on the top of Bairiel's staff that could not be pried off were also transformed into the shape of a perfect gemstone together with the staff by the magician.

At this moment, people seem to have witnessed with their own eyes the miraculous son of Garland, Prince George, who fought bloody battles and passed the trials of the God of Light, finally bringing this gem that symbolizes hope back from the Garden of Eden!

For a moment, the shouts that glory belongs to Jialan resounded like mountains and seas, and the whole city seemed to be trembling and waiting for his revival.

The young prince could hardly restrain his excitement. The trust and expectation from the people made him finally understand the responsibility of being a king.

Looks like tonight's ceremony worked out well.

Although the efficiency of directly distributing medicines is higher, His Royal Highness still listened to the advice of the great magician, and used this form of openly manufacturing special medicines to inspire the courage of the people who were gradually declining.

Standing on the raised steps in the center of the round platform, the prince lowered his head, watched the steam rising from a huge iron pot, and slowly turned his palms.

At this moment, he even forgot how painful it was for him to obtain this gem, and also forgot that he wanted to use his life to give an explanation to the innocent boy.

Glory to Garland.

All this is arranged by God.

"His Royal Highness George should really be granted the title of an honorary archbishop." The monk in red had a mocking expression on his face when he said this.

"In any case, solving this plague has helped us to some extent." The girl kneeling on the ground raised her eyebrows, "After all, it is impossible to move these buildings outside Notley. The cost of rebuilding a main temple must not be small, right?"

"Your Majesty the Holy Maiden!" The monk in red felt a little unacceptable that the Holy Maiden of Light used money to measure this matter.Or, from another point of view, although the Church of Light did think about moving the main temple after discovering the plague, but with the strength of the church, rebuilding a more magnificent temple is just a matter of effort.

"Okay. At least we can focus all our attention on completing the oracle." Reinhardt Wei waved his hand indifferently, "Where did that gemstone come from? Have you heard it?"

"According to reliable sources, it is very likely that it came from the hand of the demon that we eliminated. No wonder Prince George has been mediating among them, trying his best to protect the safety of the demon. It must be a deal between them."

This point also attracted the disdain of the monk in red.It was obviously something obtained from the dark side, but it was described as a gift from the God of Light.Since the establishment of the Guangming Church, this is the first time someone has used it to fulfill a legend, and the church has no position to say any rebuttals.

"Is that demon?" Although she also felt the call from the God of Light when she saw the blond boy, Rhine Hetway always cared about this person in her heart.As if because of her innate prophetic lineage, her intuition has been fulfilled in many cases.

but……

Now that the other party has been confirmed dead, maybe it's just my own carelessness?

"Yes, Your Majesty. That gem is said to be inlaid on the magic staff carried by the devil."

"Staff..." The white-robed girl froze for a moment, "Wait! You mean staff?"

As for the magic staff, it seemed that the young man had one in his hand at that time...

"It is said that it was carved into the shape of an eight-winged angel and inlaid on the top of the staff. It's a weird belief. As a devil, he actually carries a staff with the image of an angel with him. Maybe it's just because of the color of the gem itself? This could have been Is it a statue of a fallen angel?" the monk in red said to himself.

"No! That's..." The Holy Maiden of Light suddenly widened her eyes, "Oh my God!"

She had the honor to see a weapon similar in shape to this staff in the top secret of the Church of Light.Although it was only a glimpse when she inherited the identity of the Holy Maiden of Light, the paintings on those slates are still fresh in her memory.

"The first prince wants to melt that to provide special medicine for the whole city?!"

Rhine Hetway's expression made the red monk's heart tense, and he nodded immediately: "Yes. The notice said that the first prince will openly manufacture special medicines in the square in front of the palace. It is estimated...that is now."

"No! This kind of thing must not be allowed to happen!" The white-robed girl jumped up, trying her best to restrain the sudden feeling of powerlessness all over her body, and rushed towards the door.

"Your Majesty, where are you going? You have just received the oracle, and now you must rest!" the red monk shouted behind her.

Never let this happen!

Never let the prophecy happen!

At this moment, there is only this thought left in Rhine Hetway's heart.

"Who's there?" Even though he was sleeping with his eyes closed, the king still noticed the abnormalities around him.

Too quiet.

From a few minutes ago, everything around suddenly became a little too quiet.Although his physical strength was exhausted by the epidemic, the king's ear power did not decline in his prime.There is no voice of the maid, no footsteps of the patrolling guards, not even a bird or insect, this is really abnormal!

The only thing the king regrets now is why he didn't discover the anomaly earlier.The beloved wife has gone to the prayer room for her routine prayers and will most likely be back in a few minutes.Since marrying into this kingdom, his wife has become the most qualified follower of the God of Light just like the queens of Jialan in the past.Even by the strictest standards, the queen's piety was unmatched.

This had once made the King very proud, but now he desperately wished that his wife would not come back so punctually.

I don't know if I can deal with the enemies hiding in the dark by myself?

The king touched the dagger hidden in the secret compartment.

"I advise Your Majesty not to try to use that against me. After all, for a patient who has just recovered, this sword is a bit too sharp." The cold boy's voice suddenly appeared on the bedside, which shocked the king Pale.

"What do you want?" The king's voice was weak but bold.Almost the moment he saw the other party's attire clearly, he had already judged the identity of the person coming.Darth Vader, a Darth Vader from the Northland!

"Tears of St. Thomas." The black warrior sat down on the high-backed chair by the bed in a rather elegant posture. "I want this sacred object that was handed over to the successive kings of Jialan by the Church of Light."

"Hmph! I'm afraid all you'll get from me is disappointment." The king hid the shock in his heart very well, and the awe-inspiring look on his face could almost deter any enemy.

"No. I'm explaining only out of pity for you. I don't need you to tell me anything. In fact, soon your soul will be mine, including all your secrets, of course."

The strange statement of the black samurai surprised the king, but unfortunately he only had time to see the eyes of the other party who suddenly approached him before he lost consciousness.

It was a pair of red eyes.

In the center of the pupil, a black rose is slowly blooming...