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It was just like Calian said.

It can be easy or difficult.

It is not difficult to make Freya queen. Le Maine did not currently have another queen, and of course Le Maine was the only one authorized to do so.

"Did you mean what you said?"

"I mean it."

Immediately followed by a short breath from Remain.

It's because I assumed that this sudden request from Kalian would not come from Freya's honor.

Bloodline.

A palanquin, even a prince with a mother's concubine. It would have been to take it off.

Of course, there was only one reason to take it off now and then.

"You must have a mind on a threesome."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Kalian replies with no secrets this time.

Previously, you had the power of your own Balkans, so it didn't matter if Freya was a concubine or a commoner. And now Calian has given all that power to Plants. So I figured out another way to get to Remain.

to have power, not power.

Even the nobles who expect Kalian to be crowned prince said that the nobles who raise Kalian's hand to some degree are only from Kalian 'hmm'. It was the same for me whether I thought it was the Queen's son or not.

In that situation, what about those who support Randall or Plants?

Hale Latran, who was arrested for trafficking in secret and selling Cairys' information to Cecretia's Sezark a long time ago, said so. Callian is a child of the common people.

No matter how extraordinary Kalian is, no matter how powerful he is, he will never be regarded as a royal. As Brissen's power weakened, it was those who thought that it would be better for Randall to be in place if only one plant could not rise to the top.

"That's something I can't do on my own."

It was Bern who swore allegiance to Chase and was knighted to prevent Chase from opposing the Three-Tusk Bookshelf.

The nobles follow their great lineage, not unlike Cecretia. I even think that it is worse than Cecretia to hate just because she left her concubine as a mother.

Remain knew what the nobles of Cairys were thinking. Freya never realizes that her only but fatal weakness will vanish when she takes the queen's place.

"I know what you mean. But, Callian."

Remain silent for a moment.

I've been Calian for a long time.

As Le Maine's political partner, it was Calian who was helping her greatly and the next king who matched her best in person or abilities. Of course, there was a reason for that, even though sometimes the head would explode too big. As the crown descends, we also know that unlike what Remain has walked, we need such bold and unattainable gait.

So I've been trying to decide that I should give the Crown Prince's place to Calian since the beginning. There was no reason not to listen to what was being said that it would help to lower the tax position.

If they had not thought of other matters, they would have done so.

"It's dangerous right now."

But it was still dangerous.

So I couldn't.

That's why Remain replied with a willingness to refuse.

Complex emotions were evident that blended the intrusiveness, self-esteem, and guilt of Le Maine's expressionless face.

It was because Le Maine's strength was not strong enough. If the kingdom had been a little more powerful, it would never have been called a 'commoner' who gave birth to Remain's child.

"So I just want to wait a little longer. What do you think?"

Le Maine was not foolish enough to think that Calian, who had first brought up the story of Setha, had done more than a topic, and had not easily revealed his intention to become king. That's why I only asked.

"We still have more than a year until Randall turns 20. After raising more thrones in it, solving a little problem with Tensyl, and throwing a little more of Brycen's hands at it. So if there are any less forces against you, I will do what I was asked to do. Will it be difficult?"

"What do you think is dangerous?"

"Of course · · · · · · · ·."

Seeking Freya as queen in this time of year is the same as revealing Remain's resolve. They haven't placed them on the Crown Prince yet, but it's no different than the expression on the mind that they have made a decision. That was what I thought was dangerous.

Allen said, "If you put the person you don't like first on three, they'll disappear on their own." Would you leave the strong Khalian alone in Bricen and in Tensyl without so much power?

Remain, who was about to explain it, kept his mouth shut. Then I stared at the slimy Khalian.

I wouldn't know

It's not Calian who doesn't know it.

"I wonder why you suddenly ask for it. Did something happen?"

Callian smiles slightly.

It was because I was fortunate that I didn't just say that I shouldn't rush.

"Rather than asking for a special reason."

If Le Maine had picked up Freya as she thought, Evan would not have remained silent. And Callian was thinking of making excuses for it and cutting off all of Brycen's hair. It's different from pruning with a cause and pruning without a cause.

One more thing.

After news of Freya's harvest, the nobles will turn to Calian if Brissen shakes. That was the power that Calian held in his hands. A force to make Callian's lifeline with the 'cause' that Callian will make.

pruning with reason, and new forces.

The two things must be done together in order for Kalian to live.

But I couldn't tell Le Maine the truth.

I was going to turn over the charges of murdering the heads of a family. Remain was clearly against Renaissance because he was worried about what to do if Renaissance leaves were on the square.

"I just · · · · · · · · · · ·."

So Calian decided to give a more honest answer. I'm gonna come up with a real reason that I'm in a deeper place than he is.

Kalyan raises his head slightly and looks at Remain.

I looked up at Remain for a moment with a slight smile on my mouth.

So I looked at Le Maine and told her the rest of the answer.

"I'm asking for your life, Your Grace."

A calm voice without a hint of falsehood.

It was a request that Le Maine could never refuse.

* * *

Arsen likes flame explosions.

However, we do not refer to Arsen as a wizard who deals with dual attributes. It is because it is completely different to being able to do it and having two main types.

Arsen only knows how to share a flame. I could not say that I could handle the magic of both attributes properly. just as the walls of the ice that Arsen used at the same time to fly fireballs towards the Heitian palace were remarkably unstable.

A wizard who treats both attributes as dominant, thus always having perfect completeness whether or not he uses the magic of different attributes at the same time. That's a dual attribute wizard.

Alan, of course, was the exception.

As soon as you cross the barrier of 7 circles, the boundary of attributes disappears. Because of this, for Alan, attributes were just the difference in what he used more often.

That's why wizards usually practice using only one thing that suits them. Someday I'll be a go-circle, too. The magical talent and attribute friendliness were fundamental to having two major disciplines, followed by that amount of time and effort.

But Uriah was not greedy for Allen. Not if it worked, but this was the idea. However, I didn't want to lose to others, so I made both attributes mainstream. And I've accomplished almost impossible things.

Since it was such an Uriah, it must have been five years before the Wizard's Association, which was one year younger than the current Arsen.

"Twenty-three."

So Arsen was just sticking to the little boy role of fighting.

- Phage job!

The magic that can only be expressed is that the dazzling light covered the earth extends from the tip of Euria's hand. It was towards the five knights who were about to rush towards Euria.

The sword in their hands is useless.

We must be able to attack if we can get close enough.

So whether or not that hand was emitting a red error, it had no effect on the words and did not pose any threat to Euria.

- Kuang!

The five knights convulsed all over their bodies and sank to the ground. It must be the shield of light surrounded by a sword to resist such lethal force.

"Eighteen."

Either way, since Uriah didn't seem to have enough to catch them on her own, Arsen decided to draw a virtual line between them and only those who crossed it. Then I did not have much to do, so I was also responsible for counting them like this.

Arsen frowns and opens his mouth again, looking at those who have fallen on the ground for a moment.

"· · · · · · Twenty-one."

Arsenal knows how powerful Uriah's lightning is. You've already been hit twelve more times.

Then three of the five who had fallen rose again.

So counting the number of remaining people is a difficult role to play. I have to calculate how confused it is to figure out if the person who fell down is dead or if he's going to wake up and die for a little while.

"Is that shield thick? Is the chairman weakened?" "

He also played an inspiring role in supporting Euria. It was similar to the cheer that Uriah gave when he caught the chicken.

Uriah frowns.

Twenty-two, including one in front and one standing behind. It was to try to wrap up the feeling that killing the twenty-two people would make me feel better.

Uriah, looking forward for a moment, mutters as if to herself.

"I think it's their power, 'that'."

It was a small voice, but it was clear to Arsen. Arsen quietly asked because it seemed like he knew that strange red light.

"Was it a force that was inexorable?"

I asked if the red light was an unpleasant force and sphere, and Uriah's lightning turned to Arsen for a moment.

Arsenal smiles and stands beside Uriah.

I meant to stop mocking him.

Even so, we can't keep playing around with Euria, which reduced her forty to twenty-one in just four attacks.

"Captain Manasil's shield is also glowing red, but that's definitely something else."

"Earl Manasil is a flame. You can't compare it to that."

It's true that their abilities are very strange.

The ones who just fell down and woke up. Arsen opens his mouth as he watches as the skin of the dead is regenerated by the lightning of Euria.

"Is that a person? Tensyl's healer can't do that."

"Yeah, it's a person."

You clearly saw a sphere of lightning filled with water and collapsed like death. I clearly saw the body burning with the lightning struck, covered in water. In the second time, he defeated forty of them.

And twenty-three of them stood up.

If you can't breathe, you will recover.

"They're probably..."

They must be using the same power as the men who attacked the Kalian.

Uriah, who was about to say this, shut up. I was unable to determine whether it would be okay to inform Arsen about the men who attacked Calian.

Instead of answering, Uriah points his hand in one direction. Just a moment ago, you stand up and face those who pick up the sword again. I felt like I was spewing some swearing towards Euria, but I didn't care.

Just before the Red Shield surrounds them again, a purple beam of light fires down at them like an arrow.

- Yuck!

- Kuang!

A Borate spear with an elongated wedge shape. The Spear of Uriah, with the power of lightning, pierces the unprotected heads of the three knights with its shield.

Their bodies sag, losing their lives.

Uriah didn't see it for long.

The fiercely thin eyes have just finished recovering, and you quickly sweep through those trying to attack Euria again.

Covered in dark brown masks.

There are no markings on the clothes you're wearing, and I can't see their faces. All knights and wizards dress the same.

"We should kill the wizard first."

It was the shield.

I told you not to let that annoying shield in the first place.

"Why would you do that? Annoying."

Choosing someone to kill first doesn't suit Euria's personality.

The power of electricity is different from ice. extensive.

So just grab them all.

If you run, you can hold it and shoot it from a distance. Why bother?

Either kill two or kill three.

Maybe we should just kill them all.

"How many are left?"

Arsenal, who saw Uriah with the twinkling eyes, replied with a respectful voice so that he would not mistakenly think that Uriah, the head of the truly powerful association, had a complaint that Arsena, who had been silenced to kill the wizard first.

"Eighteen."