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Chapter 15 The Fruit of Victory

For a moment, it seemed as if nothing could be heard. There was no sound.

Then... a white light appeared on the horizon, and the white light suddenly appeared behind the fleet swimming in the air. The momentary difference in light and darkness made the Abion fleet seem to be a shadow puppet, just a shadow that appeared faintly.

That ball of light even made people feel that their eyes would be burned. When Anlietta reacted—

"Come on the bus—!!!"

An incredible loud noise mixed with a huge storm swept Torristen's army... The griffins had to make an emergency landing, and some guys were blown away directly... Although life may be worry-free, these griffins who were blown away would be injured. Anlietta, who was hiding behind the rocks, couldn't open her eyes by the hurricane. She held her head and watched her army be blown around. Unbelievable, it was almost 5 kilometers away from the center of the light ball, and she could still feel such strong winds. Then, Abion's army...

“——!”

Anliette couldn't believe it. Although it was not clear because the wind was too strong, in addition to some dust and turf rolled up by hurricanes, there were also some wooden boards and broken warships in the sky. Of course, there were no soldiers shouting... Unfortunately, there were also hurricanes. Anliette could not be sure whether the poor Abion soldiers were asking for advice...

"Maybe we should go and save people... no, we are taking prisoners, Your Highness." Masarini held his hat. Although the wind was much smaller than before, he did not intend to expose his slightly bald indecency. "Your Highness, let's go and win now."

Hearing the teasing of the military aircraft, Anlietta looked up at the Abion army, which was like a scattering flower in the sky, and said with a strange expression: "I think so, Masarini military aircraft."

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There was no Abiang's fleet in the sky, and the vision was much wider. In fact, Dorag was quite kind. When attacking Abiang's fleet, the center point of the impact of the shattered explosion storm fell behind the Abiang's fleet. That is to say, they were not directly hit by the white light in the center of the explosion, but instead caused a hurricane to blow them away from the Abiang's fleet. In other words, Abiang's army was just in the range of shock wave radiation and was swept by the tail of the typhoon... From the effect, it was normal for His Royal Highness the Princess to see the "Goddess Flowers". This was all Dorag's subordinates showed mercy.

If Torristen was blown to the point of being blown around, then the Abian army, who had originally set up a formation on the Talbu grassland... uh, most of them were lying on the grass like dead dogs... Because the grass was also blown by the hurricane, the Abian soldiers who were scattered on it were very conspicuous. There were even some unlucky people who were blown by the hurricane to fall into Torristen's army. Of course, the Toristen, who was broken by the Abian soldiers falling from the sky, greeted all kinds of relatives of these "parallels".

With the eyes of the blue eyes, Dorag saw the people busy on the ground, and the "crater" that was very conspicuous on the grassland more than ten kilometers away, with a diameter of about 3 kilometers, and the surrounding grassland that was pushed was close to ten kilometers. He sniffed with satisfaction, and a few white lights appeared in his nostrils. Then he immediately realized that this action was too sexual... It was just a "hum" that I wanted to smug... As a result, the whole dragon became a little gloomy...

"Actually, I'm a human being." "This road is really getting less and less hope or dreams as it goes." "Actually, it's good to be a dragon, you can catch a man..."

"Do you need to break your teeth and stuff them into the two holes on your nose (Aru)!" x2

"Please don't."

“…” x3

"Uh... I can't live this life..." by left

"I can't get through Aru." by

"Do you want to get a divorce?" by right

"Sure enough, I'll still be the Chimera of the Night Elf."

"The third head is unwanted Aru."

"Please forgive me. Be sure."

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A grand memorial parade for victory is being held on the streets of Bourtoni, a town in Torristen.

Princess Anlietta was enthusiastically praised by the people and was called the Saint. Moreover, Dorag was also quite worshipped and had been upgraded from "Dragon of the Sage" to "Dragon of the Sage". Well, this is reasonable. In this dress-up parade, in addition to His Royal Highness the Princess leading some troops to participate, Abion's prisoners also needed to show off, although they were not very willing. Dorag was also assigned a task for this parade, which was to skip through the sky from time to time to let the citizens look at it. Uh, Dorag expressed great pressure on this.

However, it is natural for the audience to be so fanatic. Because not long ago, the Torristin army led by Princess Anlietta completely defeated the Albion army that had launched a fierce invasion in the Talbu grassland. After the dressage parade of victory over the memorial, what awaited Anlietta was the ceremony of wearing a crown, which was the ceremony of the mother of the Queen Mother Mariannu awarding the crown to Anlietta. This was the matter decided after the consent of many court nobles and ministers headed by Cardinal Masarini.

Torristen is now an indispensable power. In other words, Anlietta has gained freedom with his own hands... Probably. Dorag said that it has nothing to do with him...

Cardinal Masarini showed a bright smile beside Anlietta. It was a cheerful smile he had never seen in ten years. He opened the window of the carriage and kept waving his hand to respond to the cheers of the audience stuffed with the entire street. Now he was sincerely happy that he had finally unloaded the big rocks pressing on his left and right shoulders. The two big rocks were internal affairs and diplomacy. He planned to transfer these two heavy rocks to Anlietta, and he retired as the minister of staff to serve as an auxiliary work.

At this time, Masarini noticed that the monarch sitting beside him showed a gloomy expression. So he asked Anlietta while pinching his upper lip and beard, "You don't seem to be in a good mood. I, Masarini, have never seen His Highness show a cheerful expression in this carriage."

"Why did I have to ascend the throne as queen immediately? Isn't my mother still there?"

Masarini showed a lonely and sad look and said, "Your Majesty the Queen Mother is mourning. She still misses His Majesty the Queen's Majesty until now."

Anlietta sighed.

"Then I will follow my mother, it doesn't matter if the throne is empty, so I will ascend the throne without a crown."

"Why did you say such willful words again? Your Highness ascended the throne, which is what your mother hopes for. Torristen can no longer continue to play the role of a weak country. The nobles and civilians of the country, as well as the allies, are also looking forward to defeating the powerful Albion army, the strong man, that is, your Highness, you ascend the throne as queen."

Anlietta sighed again. Then she stared at the wind ruby ​​worn on the ring finger of her left hand. It was the token that Wales left for herself before leaving. Since her mother kept the throne empty to remember her deceased father, she would be better able to imitate her and didn't want to be a queen at all. But outside the window, cheers came one after another. Masarini said in an educational tone.

"The people are all looking forward to your Crown ascending the throne. Your Highness's body is no longer yours." After coughing lightly, Masarini continued, "Then, I will briefly explain the arrangements of the Crown Crown Ceremony now. Please remember it carefully, and there is no mistake."

"Really, isn't it just to wear the crown on your head? What's the big deal?"

"You can't say such things. That's a sacred ritual. It's a major ritual that shows the whole world that he inherits the royal power given to the ancestors. Those inevitable troubles can also be regarded as traditional characteristics."

Masarini explained to Anlietta the order of the entire ceremony with an orthodox look on his face

"Then, after completing the ceremony, please go to the Queen Mother who is waiting at the altar. After His Highness recited the oath to the ancestor and God, the Mother will put a crown on your Highness. From that time on, all the people of Harginia, including me, will call you His Majesty."

pledge.

Anlietta thought to himself that it wouldn't be a blasphemy to say what was not what she thought of as a pledge? She didn't think she could be competent for the position of Queen. The victory of the Battle of Talbu, which pushed herself to the throne, was not based on her own guidance, but thanks to Dorag's strong individual force, the early defensive battles of experienced generals, and the strategy of the military aircraft Masarini. She just took the lead, that's all.

"Roar—" "Roar—" "Roar—"

Just when Anliette was worried, Dorag's roar came from the sky. Anliette couldn't help but smile knowingly. He said that he would use 15 roasted lambs specially made by the palace as a reward, so that Dorag would work hard to make a few circles in the air during the parade, so that the people who came to participate in the parade could satisfy the people...

Well, Dorag didn't want to sell it... The problem is that he didn't plan to go there, and his body was still very sincere... Cough cough... but as a dragon, he was a little irresistible to delicious things. It's so sad... otz
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