Chapter 309: 335 - King assembled!
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It was not until noon on the Day of Coming that a group arrived in Razhausen, led by King Arnold.
It was Patrick, now king of Razhausen, who greeted him in front of the gate.
Next door was his wife - Alice, too.
"Father..."
Patrick kneels on the spot from relief to the figure of his father, who is supposed to be dead.
"Welcome and thank you, my king."
"Just kidding..."
It was the first conversation between father and son in a long time.
The boulevards of the Wang capital were populated with people.
Each didn't realize it was the king at first, but it didn't take long for him to cheer.
Welcoming him with great cheer, Arnold traveled the alley across the horse.
Ahead lies the castle of nostalgia.
"Sierra, you were back"
At the end of the open gate of the royal castle - down the great stairs was the figure of Sierra.
"You have returned safely, Your Majesty."
"Already in hiding, not your majesty"
But Arnold noticed.
For the air that makes you feel like you're drifting from Patrick, Alice, or Sierra.
Each complexion does not float.
There was a strange time in the conversation.
"What do you mean, something happened"
"Father, to the throne first. So let's talk about it, it's a matter of urgency."
When Arnold crept through the gates of the throne, it was turned into a gathering place.
Kings of small nations dotted in the banome.
A group of dragon hearts that should have unilaterally destroyed the alliance.
One line of Lucius the Demon King.
A row of former dragon hearts from Zephyr, Khalifa and Adolph.
Minerva the Beast King and Cayuu the Guardian.
Minerva comes as the lord of Anor Feria, an autonomous community founded by the late William Bector and others to make his political ministry king.
Having seen the hall for a long time, Arnold slowly walked towards the center of the room.
I hit a nostalgic vibe.
I sat down in a window chair, and I saw a guy who was a jerk.
Arnold, who didn't know who he was right away, realized after a while.
"Schneizel, is it..."
There was once a Toyotomi king who disappeared from his country - Schneizer Darms-Aldan.
Now he looks like an old man.
"Oh, Arnold, oh, oh... I miss you, I haven't seen you since..."
The pierced cheeks moved slowly and I heard an unreliable voice.
Arnold approached softly and took his hand.
"Brother, it's been a while."
"Arnold, you still call me your brother, or you haven't even connected blood, but you've made me look like this."
"Absolutely."
"... um. Not bad. That's enough, there's nothing I can do anymore. I didn't have time to see him anymore. I was falling asleep. But I did. why my son died and why the country perished overnight."
"What do you mean?
"Listen to me, from the other side."
Schneizel saw a piece standing before the throne.
"That young man?
But it soon became clear that Schneizel was not alone in watching.
Because there was a young child next to him.
A child who doesn't feel any sign of a child from his expression.
Arnold immediately felt the difference.
"Apparently, we've gathered."
Even the tone didn't belong to the child.
"What about you?
Already by then, Arnold did not consider the child in front of him a child.
"Your lord is not Arnold Razhausen. Wait a minute for the question. I'm going to introduce myself and explain everything."
"... ok"
That was an unexplainable feeling for Arnold.
I respected the child in front of me before I even knew it.
Much more than it is time to speak with kings of other nations.
The child gathered in the hall. Told him.
"- Will you pay attention?"
The voice was good for the child.
There are no magical signs of waiting around him.
"Non's name is Adams. The world is called Adams Rado Pollyphia, the magician of creation."
Indoors squeal at the words.
Some remained as calm as Arnold, while others could not tell what that child was.
All of it belongs to the kings of the small country.
We just want to know what we were collected for and all that.
"My name is Yukimura, a brave man summoned by Grayberg six years ago!
One voice turned with a chilling grin.
"It is Lady Adams you have long admired here. The life of the observer brought me here to save you. If you don't want people's prosperity to end here, listen to him!
What the hell are you talking about...
Everyone tilted their necks like that.
The small kings stopped laughing at the unidentified former figures around them, who did not change their expression in any way.
Lucius or the face of the dragon's heart, Zephyr and the others were not laughing at all.
"I don't know what to tell you from...... even for the king of Hachi. That's just one of the nets that Noh stretched across the continent to make the abyss easier to find. Then the Elf King seems to have had a tough time. It's not gonna work."
We all listen to stories told in our young voices.
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It was not until noon on the Day of Coming that a group arrived in Razhausen, led by King Arnold.
It was Patrick, now king of Razhausen, who greeted him in front of the gate.
Next door was his wife - Alice, too.
"Father..."
Patrick kneels on the spot from relief to the figure of his father, who is supposed to be dead.
"Welcome and thank you, my king."
"Just kidding..."
It was the first conversation between father and son in a long time.
The boulevards of the Wang capital were populated with people.
Each didn't realize it was the king at first, but it didn't take long for him to cheer.
Welcoming him with great cheer, Arnold traveled the alley across the horse.
Ahead lies the castle of nostalgia.
"Sierra, you were back"
At the end of the open gate of the royal castle - down the great stairs was the figure of Sierra.
"You have returned safely, Your Majesty."
"Already in hiding, not your majesty"
But Arnold noticed.
For the air that makes you feel like you're drifting from Patrick, Alice, or Sierra.
Each complexion does not float.
There was a strange time in the conversation.
"What do you mean, something happened"
"Father, to the throne first. So let's talk about it, it's a matter of urgency."
When Arnold crept through the gates of the throne, it was turned into a gathering place.
Kings of small nations dotted in the banome.
A group of dragon hearts that should have unilaterally destroyed the alliance.
One line of Lucius the Demon King.
A row of former dragon hearts from Zephyr, Khalifa and Adolph.
Minerva the Beast King and Cayuu the Guardian.
Minerva comes as the lord of Anor Feria, an autonomous community founded by the late William Bector and others to make his political ministry king.
Having seen the hall for a long time, Arnold slowly walked towards the center of the room.
I hit a nostalgic vibe.
I sat down in a window chair, and I saw a guy who was a jerk.
Arnold, who didn't know who he was right away, realized after a while.
"Schneizel, is it..."
There was once a Toyotomi king who disappeared from his country - Schneizer Darms-Aldan.
Now he looks like an old man.
"Oh, Arnold, oh, oh... I miss you, I haven't seen you since..."
The pierced cheeks moved slowly and I heard an unreliable voice.
Arnold approached softly and took his hand.
"Brother, it's been a while."
"Arnold, you still call me your brother, or you haven't even connected blood, but you've made me look like this."
"Absolutely."
"... um. Not bad. That's enough, there's nothing I can do anymore. I didn't have time to see him anymore. I was falling asleep. But I did. why my son died and why the country perished overnight."
"What do you mean?
"Listen to me, from the other side."
Schneizel saw a piece standing before the throne.
"That young man?
But it soon became clear that Schneizel was not alone in watching.
Because there was a young child next to him.
A child who doesn't feel any sign of a child from his expression.
Arnold immediately felt the difference.
"Apparently, we've gathered."
Even the tone didn't belong to the child.
"What about you?
Already by then, Arnold did not consider the child in front of him a child.
"Your lord is not Arnold Razhausen. Wait a minute for the question. I'm going to introduce myself and explain everything."
"... ok"
That was an unexplainable feeling for Arnold.
I respected the child in front of me before I even knew it.
Much more than it is time to speak with kings of other nations.
The child gathered in the hall. Told him.
"- Will you pay attention?"
The voice was good for the child.
There are no magical signs of waiting around him.
"Non's name is Adams. The world is called Adams Rado Pollyphia, the magician of creation."
Indoors squeal at the words.
Some remained as calm as Arnold, while others could not tell what that child was.
All of it belongs to the kings of the small country.
We just want to know what we were collected for and all that.
"My name is Yukimura, a brave man summoned by Grayberg six years ago!
One voice turned with a chilling grin.
"It is Lady Adams you have long admired here. The life of the observer brought me here to save you. If you don't want people's prosperity to end here, listen to him!
What the hell are you talking about...
Everyone tilted their necks like that.
The small kings stopped laughing at the unidentified former figures around them, who did not change their expression in any way.
Lucius or the face of the dragon's heart, Zephyr and the others were not laughing at all.
"I don't know what to tell you from...... even for the king of Hachi. That's just one of the nets that Noh stretched across the continent to make the abyss easier to find. Then the Elf King seems to have had a tough time. It's not gonna work."
We all listen to stories told in our young voices.
It was not until noon on the Day of Coming that a group arrived in Razhausen, led by King Arnold.It was Patrick, now king of Razhausen, who greeted him in front of the gate.Next door was his wife - Alice, too."Father..."Patrick kneels on the spot from relief to the figure of his father, who is supposed to be dead."Welcome and thank you, my king.""Just kidding..."It was the first conversation between father and son in a long time.The boulevards of the Wang capital were populated with people.Each didn't realize it was the king at first, but it didn't take long for him to cheer.Welcoming him with great cheer, Arnold traveled the alley across the horse.Ahead lies the castle of nostalgia."Sierra, you were back"At the end of the open gate of the royal castle - down the great stairs was the figure of Sierra."You have returned safely, Your Majesty.""Already in hiding, not your majesty"But Arnold noticed.For the air that makes you feel like you're drifting from Patrick, Alice, or Sierra.Each complexion does not float.There was a strange time in the conversation."What do you mean, something happened""Father, to the throne first. So let's talk about it, it's a matter of urgency."When Arnold crept through the gates of the throne, it was turned into a gathering place.Kings of small nations dotted in the banome.A group of dragon hearts that should have unilaterally destroyed the alliance.One line of Lucius the Demon King.A row of former dragon hearts from Zephyr, Khalifa and Adolph.Minerva the Beast King and Cayuu the Guardian.Minerva comes as the lord of Anor Feria, an autonomous community founded by the late William Bector and others to make his political ministry king.Having seen the hall for a long time, Arnold slowly walked towards the center of the room.I hit a nostalgic vibe.I sat down in a window chair, and I saw a guy who was a jerk.Arnold, who didn't know who he was right away, realized after a while."Schneizel, is it..."There was once a Toyotomi king who disappeared from his country - Schneizer Darms-Aldan.Now he looks like an old man."Oh, Arnold, oh, oh... I miss you, I haven't seen you since..."The pierced cheeks moved slowly and I heard an unreliable voice.Arnold approached softly and took his hand."Brother, it's been a while.""Arnold, you still call me your brother, or you haven't even connected blood, but you've made me look like this.""Absolutely.""... um. Not bad. That's enough, there's nothing I can do anymore. I didn't have time to see him anymore. I was falling asleep. But I did. why my son died and why the country perished overnight.""What do you mean? "Listen to me, from the other side."Schneizel saw a piece standing before the throne."That young man? But it soon became clear that Schneizel was not alone in watching.Because there was a young child next to him.A child who doesn't feel any sign of a child from his expression.Arnold immediately felt the difference."Apparently, we've gathered."Even the tone didn't belong to the child."What about you? Already by then, Arnold did not consider the child in front of him a child."Your lord is not Arnold Razhausen. Wait a minute for the question. I'm going to introduce myself and explain everything.""... ok"That was an unexplainable feeling for Arnold.I respected the child in front of me before I even knew it.Much more than it is time to speak with kings of other nations.The child gathered in the hall. Told him."- Will you pay attention?"The voice was good for the child.There are no magical signs of waiting around him."Non's name is Adams. The world is called Adams Rado Pollyphia, the magician of creation."Indoors squeal at the words.Some remained as calm as Arnold, while others could not tell what that child was.All of it belongs to the kings of the small country.We just want to know what we were collected for and all that."My name is Yukimura, a brave man summoned by Grayberg six years ago! One voice turned with a chilling grin."It is Lady Adams you have long admired here. The life of the observer brought me here to save you. If you don't want people's prosperity to end here, listen to him! What the hell are you talking about...Everyone tilted their necks like that.The small kings stopped laughing at the unidentified former figures around them, who did not change their expression in any way.Lucius or the face of the dragon's heart, Zephyr and the others were not laughing at all."I don't know what to tell you from...... even for the king of Hachi. That's just one of the nets that Noh stretched across the continent to make the abyss easier to find. Then the Elf King seems to have had a tough time. It's not gonna work."We all listen to stories told in our young voices.
