Chapter 683

In the early morning, the sun rises from the horizon, and the golden orange light illuminates the city of karpas, which is another new beginning.

"It's dawn and the sun is out."

Walking out of the argumentative Pavilion, standing on the viewing platform and looking at karpas in the warm sun, Amir's broken golden eyes are rippling with a glimmer of light. She knows that fate is not only a fixed number, but also a variable. From today on, the kingdom of Sirte will get rid of the shadow of the past and enter a new chapter.

Sobbing, the ancient and desolate horn sounded, and the tightly sealed palace gate quietly opened today.

When the sound of such a horn spread all over the city, the civilians either couldn't believe it or were ignorant. Some of the nobles were particularly heavy hearted, while others were smiling. Of course, at this moment, no matter what they thought in their hearts, they rushed to the palace as soon as possible.

Black decorates the palace, adding a touch of solemnity and heaviness to this beautiful and luxurious palace. They understand what happened. All the people who enter the palace are in a hurry, with a touch of sadness in solemnity.

The door of the dusty aristocratic house was opened, and the aristocrats who had been waiting there for a long time poured in. The aristocratic house is the core of the Kingdom's rights. Only the king or the old joint names of the five aristocratic presidents are qualified to open the aristocratic house and call on the aristocrats to discuss business.

Sitting on the left and right, because of the sudden incident, only the nobles in the king's city are present, so the large noble house looks a little empty, but looking at the position on the front left under the throne, some people doubt, others quietly drop their eyes and sit there quietly. That position belongs to the consul of the kingdom.

Creaking, the heavy door was pushed open, and the golden sun shone in from the side, holding a scepter, wearing a laurel crown and dragging a regular skirt. Under the attention of the public, Amir entered the noble house and approached the throne belonging to the king step by step, followed by ngola bansain, the third Prince of the Kingdom, the fifth Princess of the Kingdom and the eleventh Prince of the kingdom.

Although the appearance was carefully arranged, ngola's eyes were dull and his face was pale, which made people see his depression at a glance, while the fifth Princess and the eleventh Prince looked down and did not look at anyone.

"Today is a sad day. In the early morning, my father, your king, the respected his majesty ibohad bansain died of illness and returned to the arms of his ancestors."

With a trace of sadness in the cold words, he stood in front of the throne and pestled the scepter on the ground. Amir announced the news.

Hearing the speech, although it had been expected for a long time, many nobles still couldn't help raising waves in their hearts. Everyone knows that the king is not weak and extraordinary, and the bansain family is still a noble knight king family. Isn't it a joke that such a person should die of illness?

Of course, at this moment, many nobles have doubts about the king's death, but what really surprises them is that Amir, the seventh princess, announced the news to them before they came to the throne.

They had expected the king's death. After all, the sad horn had explained everything, but they thought that the prince rostander and at least the third prince ngola would be standing in front of them. They never thought it would be Amir. They knew exactly what this meant.

Standing at the top, looking down at everyone, looking at the expression of doubt, shock and even dissatisfaction on their faces, Amir announced the second news before they could speak.

"Today is a sad day. Former consul Clinton Vidal colluded with the bald eagle kingdom to subvert the rule of the kingdom of Sirte, and caused the death of my king brother rostander bansain. He abandoned his glory and betrayed the trust of the kingdom in him. Here I announce to withdraw all his honors and abolish his earlship."

There was a sound, and the cold light flickered in the broken golden pupils. Amir announced the second thing.

Hearing this, the quiet house of Lords became lively and talked about it one after another, including fierce remarks, because it was a great event whether Clinton rebelled or abolished his title, especially the latter.

It was at this time that Kurtz, the chief of the court guard, came in with the bodies of Clinton and the sixth order Knights of the bald eagle kingdom. When he saw such a scene, some of the nobles were silent, others became more radical, and Amir watched it quietly.

"Your Highness Amir, I don't believe count Clinton Vidal will betray the kingdom. His contribution and loyalty to the kingdom are beyond doubt. Moreover, you are only the third in line successor. The rights of the nobility are born and noble. Without the discussion of the nobility, you have no right to abolish the title of an count, which violates the nobility covenant."

With a loud voice and a straight look at Amir, someone stood up.

"Yes, I believe in the character of Mr. Clinton Vidal. He is a noble man and a real gentleman."

One has two. After someone took the lead, the voice of doubt gradually merged into a wave.

Dong, the scepter collided with the Obsidian cloud on the ground, and the crisp voice overcame the noise of discussion. At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to Amir, or to the iron rose that spread from her neck and bloomed on her cheeks, which was the sign of the real awakening of the blood of the king of horsemen of the bansain family. According to the Kingdom code, without competitors, Royal members of the awakened Knight King's blood will automatically obtain the status of crown prince.

"The evidence is here. Those who don't believe can verify it by themselves. Now I announce the third thing, that is, Amir bansain will inherit the glory of my ancestors, wear the crown of flowers and become the new king of the kingdom of Sirte."

In words, Amir showed a majesty belonging to the king, that is, at this time, a vast majesty fell from the void.

Roar, the majestic sound of the Dragon sounded, and the most noble breath filled the air. An elegant dragon shadow emerged in the void. He flew through the city of karpas, into the palace and came to Amir. At a moment, a name naturally appeared in the hearts of all who saw him, that is, the elegant dragon Yulin Borges.

"Little fellow, are you really willing to bear all the glory of the kingdom of Sirte?"

Manifesting in human form, flowers bloomed naturally at his feet and quickly spread out, occupying the whole palace, laying a gorgeous carpet, ignoring many nobles, standing in front of Amir, Yulin Borges spoke.

"I would like to be crowned by Yulin Borges, the patron of the kingdom of Sirte, the king of goblins and the emperor of dragons."

Leaning back slightly, Amir gave a positive answer.

"Then here I will crown you as Assad's partner and protector of the kingdom of Sirte. May you live up to your glory and make the iron rose bloom more beautiful. At the same time, thousands of flowers will bloom for you, and one day you will become their new pride."

With green hair and a smile on her delicate face, she followed her words. At the moment when Yulin Borges's words fell, regardless of the season and region, the flowers in the territory of the whole kingdom of Sirte bloomed at this moment, and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers flooded the whole Sirte.

At this time, two lovely goblins carrying a crown made of flowers flew across the territory of Sirte and finally into the palace, and everywhere they passed, there was a rain of flowers falling.

"From today on, you will be the new king of suthirt."

After receiving the flower crown sent by the goblin, Yulin Borges crowns Amir himself. After completing this action, the virtual shadow of Yulin Borges turns into a little fluorescence and disappears.

Roar, the majestic dragon roar sounded, and a lifelike goblin dragon shadow was formed behind Amir, which was a blessing from Yulin Borges.

With the blessing of Long Wei, the majesty of the king on Amir becomes more and more heavy, which presses on everyone and makes them unable to lift their heads. At this moment, Amir is like a God and holy, and people dare not look directly at him.

"Your Majesty Amir, you are the new king of the kingdom of Sirte. Under your leadership, Sirte will shine more brightly, and we will become the sword and sword in your hand to jointly defend the glory of the kingdom of Sirte."

After a short silence, under the leadership of several old nobles, the nobles of the kingdom of Sirte expressed congratulations and loyalty to their new king. No matter what they thought, no matter what the truth was, with the support of Yulin Borges, the seventh rank, Amir's accession to the throne became an almost inevitable thing, Moreover, as a person who awakened the blood of the knight king, she has such qualifications and is the most suitable candidate at present.

In the endless void, sigger, the Lord of dawn, the Lord of storm and Yulin Borges watched this scene quietly.

"It seems that the kingdom of Sirte will be more lively in the future."

He took back his eyes and looked at the nothingness that had been limited and no longer expanded outward. Artemis, the Lord of the dawn, turned into light and disappeared.

Hearing the speech, her eyes swept over Yulin Borges, and the Lord of the storm followed.

"It seems that we have to finish it in the end."

Looking at the disappearance of the Lord of dawn and the Lord of storm, siguel sighed.

"Yes, I really regret agreeing to that little guy."

Hearing the speech, Yulin Borges also sighed.

The destruction here is caused by him. The Lord of dawn and the Lord of storm can let go, but he can't. fortunately, Sigel, an ally, is still willing to stay and help him.