676 My brother-in-law is forgiven,

"No way, Prince Adam..."

After I finished hearing all the explanations from Jilbell, I woke up. The top tier was a series of stunning.

Ambiguous before and after memories, all that remains is for Pride to appear between the thrones. I don't even remember what happened from there or who fell first.

From the rebellion by Pride and Adam, Gilbert finally bowed his head vigorously after reporting on the reinforcements of the kingdom of Anemone and the battles of Leon, Cedric, Tiara's return and the status quo, and all the facts that were subsequently found. Albert, the king's mate, holds Zilbert back in a nutshell apologizing for this failure while I'm here. I grabbed my shoulder forcefully and told him, "You've protected Steel and the people well," and he got out of bed all at once.

"Rosa, can you stand..."

Standing in front of her to hide Rosa, who remains in her nightgown, she gently calls out.

Rosa had the most confusing color even after waking up and moisturizing her dead throat. Only Rosa, the queen, was close to relieved while Albert and the Vest of Regents questioned Gilbert. He held his head with every disturbed long hair and was just as full of listening to Jill Bale. Rosa trembles like she's freezing as she desperately holds her rough breath. Albert wrapped his shoulder with his hand and finally moved his hand to overlap it.

There is no reason to be a werewolf. Innocence of Pride, Crisis of the Country, Rebellion by Pride and Adam, Participation of the Kingdom of Anemone and Attack from the Radian Empire. And now we're allowing an invasion down to the castle.

But it is unacceptable that the queen, the supreme power, should remain perplexed. If Albert overlapped his voice to arouse him, Rosa moved her trembling lips desperately.

"... Taylor...!... Style... Style..."

Stayle rushed over to that call, which became a word one by one.

"Here!" Standing in front of Rosa as she stood alongside Albert, raising her voice. Everyone dampened their palms wondering if they had yet to calm down to their own son, Style's calling mother, at that time.

Gash, and Rosa grabbed Steele's hand with both hands forcefully.

Grabbed with unimaginable force from his thin, pale skin hands, the style leaks his voice unexpectedly. In return, Rosa's golden eyes were pointed straight at the style.

"Oh, you too... go ahead and hit all the hands you can from now on." "Pride, don't take your eyes off her." "She's still like this!" "She's..." I give up her life myself. "

Style held his breath to a fierce voice that he could not have imagined from what he had just seen.

Rosa leaned to collapse at the end, revealing a resemblance to her passion, and seeped tears the next time she raised them. Eat and bind your neat little teeth and shake your neck to the side. Everyone on the spot is convinced of the seriousness of the words, not just the styles, to what the queen looks like.

"Stop your pride... and know that child well, and thou shalt put everything together, and rethink now those who guard that child, and put all that together, and come before you. That child... that child will not be saved in his death. If you don't tell them, they won't take it back for real.

Predicted.

Everyone understood. He said Rosa couldn't hide the confusion until now because she predicted. Because I thought of the prediction I saw and the overlap of the status quo. The air on the field cools like a midwinter to Rosa's prediction.

Understand only that the crisis had not yet left as the highest echelons woke up and successfully prevented the invasion of the Radian Empire.

He was squeezed stronger than ever from Rosa, and his stile shoulders were stretched. If Albert pressed Rosa's raised shoulder to ask if it was predictable, she affirmed it in one word.

During the noise, Rosa slowly rises, gently loosened from the hands of the style to remove her strength. He got out of bed just like Albert and the others, stood upright on his feet, and stretched his back. It was undoubtedly the Queen herself with a bright core like the stem of a flower that regained its vitality.

"Inform the entire army that Rosa Royal Ivy will now stand………… with Albert, Vest and Gilbert. I will continue to entrust our escort to the knights of this occasion...

A clear voice is emitted high.

Everyone bowed their heads to that voice that was unimaginably powerful from a thin body. All the knights kneel again, including Roderick, the Knight Commander. "As I told you," multiple voices combined, Rosa looked around sharply and pointy with a soft eye.

Keep your head down and put your hands on the back of the style as if you still can't hide a little confusion.

"Stayle, it's the queen's order. You go to the torture tower with the Knights to be formed. Nominate your strength if you want.... can you go?

Yes! And I can't get my hair in between, and I return the words.

Knights formation for Pride and Adam captivity. I don't even wish I could come there myself. Rather, as soon as the top three systems were in place, I was going to want Rosa from myself.

He held his chest down with his fist, and as he swallowed through his mouth, Stayle followed Rosa, who kept skipping instructions. Vest takes care of the situation with Jill Bale, and Albert hangs his jacket on Rosa in thin clothes. Three royal men have woken up. Now there is no need for them to lurk in the Chancellor's room. Protected by a safer and more robust wall, the knights are easy to protect and wide, because the royal family deserves to be seated. Take the samurai and the knight, and they leave the room on their own feet.

Roderick, the Knight Commander, and Clark, the Deputy Commander, turn reports and orders to each formation via correspondents. Return to the top. Move the main unit with it. The Knights of the Ninth Squad headed to the torture tower wanted to assemble in the Throne Room once.

Every faction springs to the queen's resurrection. Morale grew with the cry of certainty of victory.

Now that the Radiya Empire has suppressed and the royal family has awakened.

"We take back our first princess..."

The throne door was opened with the Queen's proclamation.

It wasn't long after that that that Style entered the ranks of flying out to the torture tower with the Ninth Squad in Wangju.