When Faina opened the door and entered the room, the prime minister's daughter Delphine was writing something at the desk.
The room in the fortress is not spacious, like a hexagonal silver honeycomb. There is a concave bed on one wall, the desk is a metal platform, and there is a chair next to it. The daughter of the prime minister on the chair wore a black long skirt full of pleated hemlines and dragged the skirt on the silver floor. Her body was graceful, her long hair cascading behind her was like ebony, and her whole body exuded fatal. Attractive, but more like a black widow spider.
Seeing the former, she put away the quill pen and inserted it into the ink bottle, raised her head and asked, "What's the matter?"
"It was so difficult to coax Elise to fall asleep, she was very scared." Faina replied, closing the door gently.
"Everyone is scared, especially in the current situation," Delphine picked up the parchment on the table and rolled his hands into a tube, "but she has at least one good sister."
She put the scroll into the letterbox and closed the lid. Then he looked at Faina and looked up and down at his friend: "You have changed a lot."
Faina looked calm, wearing only a simple armored corset, and her long golden hair tied up behind her head. She looked more like an ordinary female knight than the heiress of Mehhothoven— After experiencing so many things, this once rebellious lady can hardly see that kind of arrogance in her body, and she has learned maturity and tolerance.
When she heard the prime minister's daughter, she just smiled reluctantly: "Thank you, I was too naive in the past."
Delphine put the letter box on the table and motioned Faina to sit down: "What's going on outside, I have been writing these things here, I heard that the offensive of the crystal cluster is very fierce?"
"The situation is very bad. They seem to be endless. Our military strength is stretched." Faina nodded. "Most people tend to retreat, but your grandfather and Lord Vala have not made a decision yet. Those are with us. The civilians who came here together, Mr. Niederwen has decided to evacuate them to the Lowen Creek area first."
"My father is not a big man, but he is more than enough to be a civil officer," Delphine ridiculed with a somewhat contemptuous smile, then changed his breath and said seriously: "But civilians can evacuate. But others must stay here—oh, yes, in addition to the elderly, women and children, the young and strong among the common people must also stay."
Faina looked at her with a little surprise: "But the generals think that the acropolis outside the fortress can last up to three days. If we are trapped in the fortress, we will be trapped alive."
Delphine seemed to have anticipated her surprise, and smiled and analyzed to her: "It's not that serious. Our main dilemma at the moment actually comes from the inaccessibility of Madara's undead army, so our strength will appear stretched. It happened at this time that such a serious situation as the White Mountain Disaster occurred. The elves blocked the border, and the army confronted Madara on the border, which made the problem seem to have formed a dead knot. But after all, it is just a'seem', and It's not a real'dead knot', because everyone knows it well, even the Elf Court itself understands that the root of this problem is not the undead, but the Buga—"
"Perhaps few people have told you that there have been serious differences between our world and the people of silver. It is not difficult to find this as long as you look back at history. On the one hand, the weak mortals occupy the main land on the mainland. Resources, but the excellent and powerful people of silver can only choose to avoid the world; on the other hand, mortals themselves also have such inferiority—we subconsciously feel jealous of the powerful power of the people of silver...the origin of this suspicion For a long time, it has existed even since the time of the War of the Holy Ones, and today’s distrust of mortals by the Ribujas has deepened the contradiction."
"It can be said that the Bugans have never really trusted mortals. They disguised themselves as guardians, monitoring the chaotic borders of the world, living above the clouds, and intervening in disputes in the secular world with a superior posture. More importantly, They have their own set of behaviors and attitudes, and we have never really understood what those wizards want to do, so there is no way to judge whether their attitude is good or bad."
"In fact, it is this attitude that touched the sensitive nerves of mortals, because both the Cruz people and the wind elves gained their status through resistance. We will never allow another dark dragon to appear above the mortals. The fact that, and the shadow of the Buja people behind the Baishan disaster at this time, only amplifies this anxiety and puts all these contradictions on the table."
"So if you want to untie this knot and bring Saint Osor and Madara back to the negotiating table, you only need to change the attitude of the Buga people and find out the real man behind the Baishan disaster—"
Faina shook her head: "But even if Saint Osor and Madara return to the negotiating table at this time, time is too late." She sighed again: "We don't have so much time."
"Of course," Delphine blinked. "Do you believe me?"
Faina has already been full of admiration for the wisdom of her friend who can always do it. She nodded subconsciously, but said with some embarrassment: "But the decisions of the nobles are not so easily affected. If they can't see hope, I'm afraid your grandfather and my father will both make a decision."
"Then change everything before they make a decision."
Faina couldn't help but widened her eyes and changed the resolution of the noble council. Is that something they can get involved
Had it not been for the flower of the empire that was sitting in front of her, the eldest daughter of a generation named Nieder, she would almost think that her friend had gone crazy.
Delphine was undaunted and spoke frankly: "It is difficult for ordinary people, but your identity has a natural advantage at this moment-to change the noble decision, in fact, you only need to fight for a few real people. The voice of weight is enough. The Duke of Mechotofin, the Prime Minister of the Empire, and the Great Holy See Vala, represent the opinions of the local, central and temple respectively, plus your teacher, Ms. Veronica, if it is the military Fang is also on our side, what can the rest of the people decide?"
Faina shook her head repeatedly: "I dare not say that, fathers he can't listen to our nonsense."
"That's not necessarily true," Delphine's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled slyly: "By the way, how is the matter I entrusted to you before?"
Faina gave Delphine a strange look, shook her head and said, "I have already asked my father about that. He said he hadn't seen the ring, but he seemed very angry and told me not to Mixing up these things." There was a look of doubt in her azure blue eyes: "Delphine, do you know something? Does that ring matter? My father seems to care about this issue..."
Delphine did not answer directly, but asked: "So what about the other nobles?"
"No, they have never seen that ring, nor has the Great Holy See mentioned it."
After hearing these words, Delphine finally showed a weird smile on his face, and smiled: "Faina, I also asked the Great Holy See Vala and my grandfather, guess how they answered? "
Faina looked at her suspiciously.
"Of course they dare not answer," Delphine smiled coldly: "Faina, let me tell you, that ring is the holy ring of the highest flame of the empire, the symbol of the Cruz throne. It does not follow. Queen Constance’s death and whereabouts are unknown, I’m pretty sure it might be in my grandfather’s hands."
"What!" Faina was surprised after hearing Delphine's words: "Delphine, you—"
Delphine appeared to be much calmer. She went on to say: "In the Empire, there is only one way to force the resolution of the noble council to change, and that is your majesty’s decree. But Prince Lenaret is not yet the emperor of the empire, so During this period of time, the Holy Ring of Flames can represent the supreme kingship of the empire."
"But Delphine, the Ring of the Most Flames is nothing more than a ring. Although it carries the agreement between the nobility and the royal family, the token itself does not represent the emperor of Cruz. It can only be held by the heir to the throne of Cruz. This agreement is binding. Don’t forget this." Faina is no stranger to the ciphertext between the royal family and the nobles. She quickly found the loopholes and reminded her friends: "I remember Constant Queen Silk did not designate any prince to inherit the crown of the empire before she died, so even the eldest son of the emperor, whom everyone has hoped to return to, must wait until the golden flame agreement is fulfilled before he can succeed—"
"No, Faina, Her Majesty the Queen appointed an heir." Delphine replied calmly.
"What... how is this possible?" Faina blurted out, her beautiful eyes filled with unbelief: "Isn't it rumored that she was plotting to kill all the heirs in line? His Highness Lenaret escaped after taking refuge in Eruin. A catastrophe."
"I saw it with my own eyes." Delphine said confidently immediately, but of course she didn't see it with her own eyes. She stood far away when Her Majesty the Queen asked her to go, just a guess in her heart. Of course, now she can be sure that her guess is accurate: "Before His Majesty died that day, she appointed an heir. According to the agreement between the nobility and the king, she gave the ring to the Great Holy See Vala and my grandfather for safekeeping. "
Faina seemed very incomprehensible: "You mean they concealed your majesty's will?... But, but this is incredible, Delphine, can I be sure that everything you say is true?"
Delphine looked contemptuous: "In fact, the truth is very simple, because the successor designated by His Majesty Constance is not anyone in the royal blood."
Even though Faina had tried her best to restrain herself, she couldn't help but screamed after hearing the news. Her voice tremblingly asked her friend: "Delphine, the heir appointed by your Majesty, won't it be You?"
Delphine chuckled, and she couldn't help but said with a smile: "You thought about going there. In fact, you know this person. He is not a political ally of Her Majesty the Queen. On the contrary, they can be said to be enemies."
Faina frowned. There are too many enemies of the Silver Queen, and they are not counted in the empire, not to mention the vastness of the empire. How does this tell her to guess? But inexplicably, the first figure that appeared in her heart was an Eruin. She looked at the prime minister's daughter subconsciously, Delphine smiled slightly and replied, "Perhaps it is the person you think."
"I didn't think of such a person at all." Faina hurriedly defended without even thinking about it, but only when Exit realized that it was wrong, her face was hot immediately.
She lowered her head, looking like an ostrich.
The prime minister's daughter couldn't help but smile.
But she thought of her absurdity, and soon couldn't laugh anymore.
"Your Majesty... Why, how did you choose Mr. Bu and Brando? Although he is an earl, he is a nobleman of Eruin." Faina finally couldn't help but ask.
"Because in a sense, Her Majesty is far more visionary than any of us," Delphine also sorted out his emotions, and said seriously. A gleam of light flashed in her light purple eyes, because that was the kind of person she admired most: "The decision to change the Cruz nobles is just the beginning. The wind elves, the Faenza people, and Madara's envoys are still possible at any time. The lords of the Silver Bay states that have arrived, if they want to convince everyone that this fortress has hope of holding, then they must balance the power of all parties."
"This is an almost impossible task, but there is still a possibility—"
"St. Osor's sister and brother to the crown prince, although their identities are rarely known, they will definitely be influenced by that person's opinion at a critical moment. And the old white wolf in Silver Bay and the current nun princess, and His relationship is even closer. The attitude of the Ellantar druids has long been clear. And there is a well-known fact that the people of silver also support him."
"Only he can combine these disintegrating forces. Now all he needs is a stage. In fact, Her Majesty the Queen has long given him the key to this stage."
"That was the crowning crown of the Cruz Empire, she personally gave it out."
That may be her last hope for the world.
Delphine was silent.
1,440 years ago, the dwarf king Carriffin abandoned the covenant and withdrew from the holy alliance with the Temple of Earth.
One thousand and thirty years ago, the Hazel people announced a break with the four temples.
A thousand years ago, the four great temples were established one after another.
From that moment on, the sacred oath disappeared.
The covenant of the seven kings is no longer there this morning.
But perhaps on the plains of Saint White, people might gather again one day, and when they elect the Saint King who holds the sword, a new era has begun.
That time, he was Gilt, the King of Flames.
And this time, what kind of name will be inscribed on the stone stele of Azure
She clenched her fists.
"Faina, we must make Her Majesty the Queen’s last wish come true, and let the Holy Ring of Flames find its due owner," Delphine told his friend seriously: "But I have to do one thing, So you must convince your father, my grandfather, Veronica and Mangrove to support this matter."
"Me?" Faina pointed back at herself, surprised: "How can I do it? Besides, what about His Highness Lenaret, that is his throne. Isn't it too much for us to do this? And Luther? Many of the nobles in Vigling support him, including General Mangrove, they are unlikely to support us."
"But they must support the holy ring of flames, the nobles cannot violate the agreement," Delphine smiled unpredictably: "And this is not to seek the throne, we are just borrowing it for a period of time. All this is for justice. , I believe the prince’s eldest son will understand."
"Really?" Although Faina was a little skeptical, she never thought that her friend would deceive herself, besides, she didn't even know what kind of thoughts were in the head of the prime minister's daughter.
"This is an agreement," Delphine winked at her playfully: "And you can rest assured, I will convince His Royal Highness Lenaret."
Faina was silent for a moment, but finally made up her mind. She raised her head and asked, "Then what should I do?"
Delphine smiled slightly before revealing the fox's tail: "You have mastered the secret of the holy ring of the flames. As long as you convince your father, my grandfather, and the Great Holy See Vala to approve it, it is enough to use this ring to influence the decisions of the nobles. -Although I believe that my grandfather and the Great Holy See are also hesitant, but you must understand that the agreement is after all an agreement, and they will compromise."
"Then the wind elves; the elves keep their promises. If the Cruz people choose to stick to it, the wind elves will probably not sit back and watch. The most important thing is that although the brothers and sisters of the crown prince have not yet exerted any influence on this negotiation, they But there is a final word, the elves will not defy the will of the ring behind the wind. If you can represent the Lord Earl, I believe they will make their own choice—"
Faina took a deep breath after hearing these words. She never dreamed that in this small room, but within a mere moment, she and her friend discussed such a big conspiracy.
This is not only a battle for the throne, but also determines the future direction of the entire continent. If Delphine's words are practical, wouldn't they decide the future destiny of countless people in this moment
Faina couldn't help but re-examined her friend, as if she wanted to see how much ambition lurked in her.
"Then you, Delphine, what are you going to do?"
"Of course it is to live up to your expectations, haven't I said that," Delphine replied with a smile: "What I want to do is such a thing."
At this moment, there was a regular knock on the door.
Delphine looked up.
"It seems that someone I'm waiting for is here," she said.
Faina turned her head, but saw a strange lady opening the door and standing outside. The other person was very tall, much taller than most men. She wore a silver robe, held a staff, and dangled her long shiny silver hair casually.
"You are here, Miss Misril," Delphine said apologetically, "I'm sorry about Mr. Rajek."
"That's none of your business," Ms. Yinlong sighed: "Everyone may die in this war. I believe my lover died well."
After a while, she spoke again:
"Let's go, Leviathan has already entered the arena, and if it is later, it will be difficult for us to leave here."
Delphine nodded, picked up the letterbox on the table, and stood up.
"Thank you, Miss Misril."
"Faina, we'll see you on the plains of Saint White, take care, my friend."
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