"As we all know, whether it is the liquidation of the second district or the extermination of the rogues in the sixth district, it is all thanks to the Quebec Party..."
Situ frowned, and his eyes fell on Eric who was standing on the other side of the king.
The man exhaled heavily and closed his eyes.
All thanks to the Quebec...
Just this one sentence completely wiped out his contribution to liquidating the third district.
"Taking this opportunity, in the name of the royal family, I would like to formally commend Andre, the leader of the Quebec Party, and award him the Medal of Merit..."
Andre stood up and walked towards the king. His black suit made him even more handsome.
"In recognition of the party leader Andre's contribution to the North and the royal family..."
The man wearing the crown on the main seat pinned a gold medal to Andre's chest.
Even before he got up, the king smiled at him and patted him on the shoulder.
But from the little prince's mouth, His Majesty the King doesn't look like a loving father.
It is indeed a bit strange.
"Thank you for your trust and medal."
Andre stood up, the golden medal on his chest shining brightly under the refraction of the light.
He deserves this honor.
But it seems that the little prince's complexion is not good...
Si Tu lowered his eyes, but the moment he raised them again, he happened to meet Andre's eyes.
In just a split second, she seemed to be able to sense what he was going to say next.
"Andre, the leader, will never live up to his beliefs in this life."
This sentence was obviously meant for her.
Si Tu's pupils shrank suddenly, his heart beat non-stop for a while, and all the surrounding noises were silenced.
In her whole world, only his eyes remained.
Live up to faith, live up to Ah Tu...
Only Situ is his lifelong belief!
"You are so enlightened, it is my blessing in the north."
The king nodded in relief, seeing that he was still kneeling, he asked,
"Why don't you get up yet?"
"I have a private matter and I want to ask you for instructions."
The man knelt on the cold marble floor, his eyes were firm, but with a desperate determination.
At the same time, Eric's body on the side suddenly tensed up.
Even his expression was rare and fierce.
"I would like to take this opportunity to ask you to marry me."
When the man's voice fell to the ground, it aroused the exclamation of the guests in the hall.
"The sister of the head of the Knights Templar, Miss Situ, is the only woman I want to marry in my life."
"I also implore you to grant this marriage."
The man lowered his noble head, as if he was waiting for the final judgment.
Pious but full of hope...
Si Tu could feel hundreds of gazes falling on him, including surprise, envy, and puzzlement...
But what does that have to do with her
Facing everyone's scrutinizing eyes, Si Tu still maintained a decent smile, not panicking at all.
It's just that what she didn't expect was that the way Andre said would be to propose the marriage at his commendation meeting.
Or before Eric opens his mouth...
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he took her under his wing.
Even after Eric spread the news that the two of them had a close relationship in the third district, he did not choose to back down.
Instead, he tried his best to give her the safest protection...
The hall fell into a long-lost silence. It took a long time before the man on the main seat spoke,
"Situ... I only heard about it today. Does the Templar Commander know about it?"
"When I was in the third district, the leader of the party had the grace to save Ah Tu's life."
Yin En lowered his eyes and continued in a deep voice,
"After returning to Wangcheng, the leader of the party also talked to me about this matter, and I also think that the leader of the party is the best candidate to accompany my sister for life in the future."
The man on the main seat raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly,
"Since the two parties borrowed this intention, it is a happy event."
If the Knights Templar can be linked with the Quebec, it will be of great benefit to the stability of the northern border.
As a monarch, Bruce naturally took the issue of interests into consideration first.
"I agree to this marriage."
Raising the wine glass in his hand, Bruce's face was full of joy,
"Then use this to witness the unparalleled prosperity of my Northern Territory!"
Everyone raised their glasses one after another. After drinking the glass of wine, a cold voice appeared in the silent hall.
"Your Majesty, take this opportunity, why don't you let the Temple of Light come to congratulate you."
Dashiell's gaze fell on Situ, and it disappeared in an instant.
It made her feel uncomfortable for no reason.
"Oh? Let's hear what the high priest said."
Bruce was in high spirits, so naturally he wouldn't refuse.
What's more, the happy event in the Temple of Light is even more precious to the northern border.
"I heard that when the leader of the party was hanging by a thread in the fifth district, it was Miss Si's prayer that brought the leader back to life."
Dashiel's words undoubtedly proved the authenticity of this matter.
The surrounding discussions became louder and louder, Si Tu pressed his brows together, secretly feeling something was wrong.
How did he, a high priest who didn't leave the temple, know about this
And so sure.
Could it be that the oracle was really that accurate
"I've also heard about this matter. I don't know what the high priest thinks?"
Although Bruce was asking Dashiel, his sharp eyes were directed at Situ.
It seems that he wants to see her through...
"A week ago, I sent the priests of the temple to the fifth district to investigate this matter, and it is true."
"In other words, Miss Si has the power of healing."
"And human beings with divinity are even more precious."
Every word of Dashiir is undoubtedly holding Si Tu high.
If those were just speculations before, then the words from Dashiel's mouth——
It is the fact.
No one would question the words of the messenger of the God of Light, including King Bruce.
"So I hope Your Majesty will allow Miss Si to serve in the Temple of Light as a nobleman."
Sure enough, by praising her, is she going to work part-time
[Migrant workers, the soul of migrant workers, migrant workers are also masters]
The system that has not been online for a long time can finally come out to breathe.
[I am a god myself, why should I serve the God of Light?]
It's just that there may be a wall between the gods of the East and the West.
But all in all, isn't she on an equal footing with that God of Light
[Just go to play, now that the host is big, it may be the safest to stay in the temple]
It would be more perfect if it can take into account the goodwill.
Now that the high priest has spoken, Bruce definitely has no reason to refuse.
With a wave of your hand, it's ready.
As for Si Tu's opinion, in the eyes of this group of big men with big hands and eyes, they seem extremely small.
"Then please ask Miss Si to go to the Temple of Light tomorrow to take up a post."
Dashiell nodded slightly towards her, his eyes still full of indifference.
(end of this chapter)