Flame City, the Imperial Palace.

Between the bronze door and the iron door, Fink. Blaze and Munch. Blaze carried the coffin on the left and right, the pennant of the flame covered it, and from the exposed corners, it could be seen that the coffin was made of black wood, and behind the two princes of the Flame City-State were two young disciples of the Flame family, just like the two princes, the two young disciples carried the coffin on the left and the right, with solemn and sad faces.

In fact, most of the people present had such expressions.

Of course, there are true and false.

The two princes of the Flame City-State and some of the ministers and relatives were genuinely sad, and the rest were just pretending.

Especially the aristocrats, even children can see that they are making a play.

"Alas!"

Darrow. Thunder let out a sigh.

As the prince and successor of the Thunder City-State, although the young man is upright, he has also experienced a lot of intrigues, so he can see it clearly.

And because of this, the young man sighed.

At the same time, I am also glad for my friends.

Because the other party's brother took the initiative to give up the competition!

Otherwise, the Flame City-State, which had just suffered the assassination of the king, would inevitably have to go through another ordeal, just as he had encountered in the Holy Helm City.

Thinking about what happened to him, Droz. Pain flashed across Thunder's face.

"Mobius Evil God, I must get rid of you!"

The young man swore silently in his heart.

In his memory, his uncle and grandfather were amiable people, but they stabbed against him because of power. This seemed to the young man to be the fault of the evil god.

That's right. It's Morbius' fault. It was she who deliberately seduced his loved ones and plunged them into darkness.

"The evil god must be eliminated!"

Young people are becoming more and more convinced.

Although this idea is far-fetched, it is a way for young people to extricate themselves.

For Droz at this age. For Thunder, I'm afraid the most unacceptable thing is betrayal.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

A loud, dignified trombone sound pulled back Droz. Thunder's thoughts, he raised his head to look at the team carrying the coffin.

At this moment, he has passed through the iron gate and entered the long corridor.

Then. Following the flow, one leads to the council hall, then the banquet hall and two side halls, and finally the burial chamber of the Flame Family.

This process is a metaphor for the king's last trip.

The city-state of Thunder had a similar etiquette.

But, alas, his father didn't even have such a funeral.

This deepened the young man's hatred for Morbius.

The procession followed the coffin, stopping slightly at every place until it reached the front of the burial chamber.

"Our great majesty, the heir of the flames, has completed his glorious life. His glory will endure like a flame of fire......"

The Chancellor of the Exchequer stands in front of the burial chamber and reads the eulogy.

This was originally what the old prime minister, Humes, did.

But. As the real murderer of the king, it was obvious that Pemmes could not have been here, so the Chancellor of the Exchequer was present.

The minister's voice was full of breath, loud enough that those present could hear it clearly.

And when the words fell, the two princes and relatives of the Flame City-State carried the coffin into the burial chamber - alone, not in a group burial.

Darrow. With his keen eyesight, Thunder saw Fink clearly. The flames were covered by the tomb, and the appearance of tears, Munch. Blaze comforted his brother again and again.

The atmosphere at the scene became more and more solemn.

About five minutes later, the two princes and two relatives of the Flame City-State walked out of the burial chamber.

Click!

Bang!

With the sound of the machine spring, the door of the tomb closed straight shut, with an unusually heavy sound, cutting off all contact with the outside world.

The group was led by Munch. Blaze took the lead and walked towards the council hall.

Darrow. Thunder's footsteps paused slightly, and he came to the end of the line. The flames walked side by side.

"Death is not the end!"

The young man pondered for a long time before he found such a comforting word.

It's just that...... Not much effect.

However, Fink. Blaze still thanked him.

"Thank you!"

Said the prince of the Flame City-State.

Because, he knows, among so many people present, only Delo. Thunder came to his father's funeral in the purest form.

The rest, even his brother, had some impure motives.

Obviously, Fink. Beneath the strong exterior of the flames, there is a delicate heart.

Hence the Fink. Blaze felt that something had to be explained.

"I'm sorry to you, Lord Sage...... Now I have to compromise on some things! ”

Fink. Blaze said after a slight pause.

"No need to apologize, I understand! Your Majesty will not care about it, because Your Majesty is far more open-minded than we imagined! ”

Darrow. Thunder waved his hand.

And this is not perfunctory.

Darrow. The Thunder really asked Dean, and Dean really didn't care.

"Moreover, it is a fact that His Majesty has put back the frost wolf!"

Darrow. Thunder shrugged with a slightly wry smile.

As the heir of the Thunder City-State, Droz. The Thunder certainly understand the consequences of Dean's move.

It's like the ancestral spirit land of the Thunder City-State.

The Thunder City-State with the Land of Ancestral Spirits can be called the Thunder City-State, and once the Land of Ancestral Spirits is lost, then the Thunder City-State is an ordinary city.

The same goes for the Frost City-States.

Once the frost wolf is lost, the frost city-state can be said to be completely finished.

However, Dean returned the frostwolf.

And as the feud of the Frost City-State, the people of the Flame City-State, the kind of heart that wants to kill Dean can be imagined.

If it weren't for the inability to shoot, and the fact that he knew how powerful Dean was, Dro. Thunder believes. The people of the Flame City-State have already taken action.

And even with it. Darrow. Thunder also became a little overwhelmed by his friend.

Right in Droz. When Thunder pondered how to apologize. Fink. Blaze spoke first.

"So what? As a true warrior, you should not accept the kind of victory that is given, but you should use your own fists and swords to obtain it! ”

Fink. Blaze said loudly.

Darrow. Thunder looked at his friend with a little surprise, and in his mind, even if his friend didn't care about Dean's return of the frost wolf, it was inevitable that there would still be complaints.

However, the things in front of him were somewhat unexpected by him.

Fink. Blaze looked at Droz. Thunder. Taking a deep breath, he said in a voice that only two people could hear: "I will become a king like my father, with the honor and dignity of the Flame Family, and then, I will let those who persecute me for high-sounding reasons understand that I am the one who is embraced on the battlefield and brings victory, and I am the true ruler of the Flame City-State!" And it won't change because of a frost wolf! ”

With such words, a very special aura appeared in Fink. The body of the flames.

That's the breath of the road!

Darrow. Thunder watched all of this, and he rejoiced that his friend had found his way. I also rejoice in such thoughts, because. This meant that his friend would be a good king.

So, Droz. Thunder immediately said, "I'm looking forward to it!" ”

"I will definitely not disappoint your expectations!"

In an almost oath-like fashion, Fink. Blaze said.

Then, the two young men smiled at each other and quickened their pace.

However, instead of following the crowd in front of him, he passed through the corridor and entered the side hall, where the court officials had been waiting for a long time.

"Your Highness!"

A group of ceremonial officials saluted.

"Let's get started!"

Fink. Blaze said.

Then, a robe of red and gold, a crown made of pure gold, appeared in Fink. In front of the flames.

The ceremonial officer is Fink. Blaze took off his robes and boots, and a silver bowl containing a special fragrance was held in the hand of the celebrant officer, who dipped his fingers in the fragrance to Fink. The direction of the flames bounced off.

The other celebrant was carrying a silver bowl of some kind of grease, touching it with his fingertips, and then, facing Fink. Flame's bun and sideburns erased.

Moments later, Fink. The flames are fragrant and radiant.

Then, the robes, crowns, and scepters that represent the king are put on.

When wearing the crown, Fink. Instead of asking the ceremonial officer to help, Blaze picked up the crown himself and put it on himself in front of the mirror.

"How?"

Fink. The flames are directed towards Droz. Thunder asked.

Darrow. Thunder smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"Your Majesty, the time has come to ascend the throne!"

The ceremonial officer on the side reminded.

"Hmm!"

Fink. Blaze nodded, then took another deep breath, reined in the excess expression on his face, and only after leaving only solemnity, did he pick up his scepter, and was guided by the ceremonial officer, walking towards the hall on one side.

The hall is the council hall of the Flame City-State.

At this time, all the ministers and nobles of the city-state were gathered.

When I saw Fink coming out. During the flames, all of them bent down to salute, including Munch, who was standing close to the throne. Blaze is no exception.

"Your Majesty!"

The crowd shouted in unison.

And in the midst of such shouts, Fink. Blaze walked straight to his throne, and when he sat down, the group got up and looked at Fink. Flame.

Under the gaze of many, Fink. Blaze kept his solemnity and looked at his brother.

Monk. Blaze immediately handed a box to Fink with both hands. Flame.

The box was gently opened, and inside was a red crystal, the same size and style as the one of the Frost Wolves of the Frost City-State.

And this is the pact crystal of the Flame Lion, the guardian beast of the Flame City-State.

Fink. Blaze picked up the fiery crystal and prepared to complete the final step of his ascension to the throne.

"Oh no! Oh no! Dean. Willing. Zelgan incited the slaves to revolt! ”

But at this moment, a panicked voice came from outside the hall.

Suddenly, there was silence in the conference hall, and the needle drop could be heard.

PS first update ~ (to be continued......)