At midnight, the plaza was already open.
Civilians, nobles, magicians, people from all walks of life filled the square.
After all, being able to see the coronation ceremony of Duke Rose with my own eyes is like a Chinese New Year.
Not to mention hanging the former old king for heinous crimes on trial.
In the passage in the middle of the square, members of the former royal family were pulling with chains, and the old king took the lead.
Everyone was swearing, wishing to spray these guys to death with spittle stars.
Almost the evil god came into the world.
If it weren't for Duke Rose, they would all be dead.
The sinner was pulled into the hall, the door was open, and everyone could see the situation.
Everyone knelt in the middle of the hall and shuddered.
The elder of the Qiangwei family came out and began to read aloud the numerous crimes of the former royal family.
It was finally announced that all members were hanged.
Everyone applauded.
But the old king looked up at the people who were applauding in the square.
His old face became hideous, and no matter how unbalanced the empire was, this generation would not die.
It's all Xia Ya, and it's all driven by him.
He wanted Xia Ya to regret it, to suffer the pain of losing his reputation and losing his lover.
The old king saw that in the crowd, the Bishop of the East Side was hiding inside and looked at him coldly, and then nodded to indicate that the time was just right.
The old king laughed heartily, "You narrow-minded and lowly people, Xia West is a hungry wolf, you will regret supporting him."
After finishing speaking, the old king shouted: "Death can't be in your hands. Let death come, and I will sacrifice my soul."
After speaking, a terrifying evil light descended from the sky.
The light emits a rotten smell, and it will definitely die if you touch it.
People in the square panicked.
Just about to run away.
A golden ray of light descended from the sky, wrapping up all the radiated darkness, sending it directly into the middle of the hall, and hitting all the former members of the royal family hard.
When black touches it, it rots and turns into black ashes.
The darkness was suppressed by the golden magic light, forming a terrifyingly small cage, turning the old king and the others into nothingness.
Darkness and golden light dissipated.
The roses began to bloom.
In the square, the excessive magical vitality caused all the flowers to bloom.
Everyone smelled a fragrant smell and felt that their bodies had improved.
"It's the Duke."
In a word, everyone praised loudly.
"Our king, our god."
Words of worship rang out throughout the square.
At the end of the rose flower, the carriages of the Qiangwei family came in a row.
All cars parked at the entrance of the main hall.
The silver car in the middle, opened the door, and Char walked out directly.
The boy under the sun is more beautiful and richer than flowers of any color. He slowly raised his eyes and glanced at the square indifferently.
Everyone looked at him with admiration.
Xia Ya was expressionless, he looked back at the carriage, and the moment he looked sideways, tenderness overflowed.
Then he stretched out his white fingertips, put it lightly on the door of the car, then bent over and said softly, "Don't be nervous, it's just a small scene."
The girl in the carriage was silent for a while, before hesitating to put her hand in his palm.
Xia Ya smiled gently and pulled her out.
Everyone looked strong and cold, like the legendary grand duke who was on a sacred mission, who was so careful to support a girl.
The girl's skirt is a bright red rose color, her eyes are light and beautiful, and her face is pure and beautiful.
Stand with the Duke, no less.
Xia Ya held her hand and stood side by side with her.