On the extremely solemn and sacred corridor, the sound of high heels falling on the ground resounded clearly, adding a touch of elegance to the solemn atmosphere around it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Priscilla walked ahead with her head held high, and with Al, dressed in a strange outfit, she walked towards the end of the corridor that seemed to have no end.

Surrounded by heavily armed guards.

Dressed in armor and spears in hand, they stood there like statues stationed here, not even moving for a moment, which was enough to show that they were well trained.

And the eyes of these guards were all focused on Priscilla alone, as if the focus of the whole audience was only Priscilla, and they ignored Al who was following her.

Naturally, he didn't bother to walk on the other side.

Compared to Priscilla, who walked with her head up, and Al, who looked leisurely, Fang Li was just walking.

That is, he did not show any personality, nor did he look around, but there was a lack of interest.

After all, Fang Li had no intention of coming here in the first place.

"I didn't plan to come here, but I still obediently followed the concubine to act together?"

Priscilla didn't look back, just covered the lower half of her face with a bud fan, and smiled for some reason.

"Although the concubine body is so hopeful, so the world will definitely fulfill the concubine's wish, but the concubine body still thought that you would struggle a little."

Hearing this, Fang Li didn't even look at Priscilla, but just said this.

"Regardless of your factors, even if I leave now, I guess I will come here again for various reasons in the future, right?"

Fang Li said a little silently: "After all, the signs that someone wants me to come here are so obvious that people don't have the strength to guess. ”

For example, the one who gave Priscilla the information that Fang Li was tracking down the Witch Cult.

"So, do you just give up your senseless actions and plan to run through them no matter what kind of traps lie ahead?" Priscilla said sarcastically: "I really don't know if you should say that you are very bold or very confident." ”

"No, no, no." Al interjected at this point, and said in a relaxed tone: "When it comes to boldness and confidence, there is no one like you, princess, and in this respect this brother is indeed very suitable for your husband." ”

"You're not wrong to say that." Priscilla actually said in agreement: "If it is an ordinary man who will only fear the unknown fate ahead, then even if he becomes the husband of a concubine, he will only be the eighth unlucky ghost in the end." ”

These words, spoken by the rumored "blood bride", are really unimaginable.

"So, I said brother..."Al leaned over to Fang Li's side, pushed his elbow against Fang Li's flank, and said teasingly, "You must have chosen to refuse because you were afraid of being killed by the princess, right?" ”

Fang Li glanced at Al and said, "If you really have the ability to make me feel the fear of death." ”

Such emotionless words made Al shut his mouth on the spot.

Even Priscilla seemed to sense something with an astonishing intuition, and didn't look back, just a smile that couldn't be seen through.

It didn't take long for the group to finally see the end of the corridor.

There, there is a very grand double gate.

In front of the gate, a man was guarding.

"It's been a long time, Mistress Priscilla."

The other side bowed to Priscilla.

It was a middle-aged man in his forties, also fully armed, but without a helmet on his head, and his aura was obviously different from that of ordinary guards.

Attitude, neither humble nor arrogant.

Obviously, this man was not a guard, but a knight.

Moreover, he is also a knight of the guards directly under the royal family.

In the face of this knight of the guard, Priscilla only said something arrogantly.

"Open the door."

Hearing this, the other party did not do so, but set his eyes on Fang Li and Al respectively.

Immediately, the other party opened his mouth to ask.

"Are these two Priscilla-sama's knights?"

Priscilla replied to this inquiry.

"Only the jester over there is my knight, and the other is my future husband."

"Husband?" The other party was directly stunned.

"That's right, husband." Priscilla said as a matter of course: "The husband of the future king of this country, you are not allowed to say that he cannot enter. ”

The arrogant, unreasonable and willful attitude made the other party frown directly, and looked at Fang Li's body with a vague gaze.

However, since Fang Li didn't even bother to pay attention to Priscilla, he naturally didn't pay attention to the guard knight in front of him.

So, the other party is silent.

"Please come in."

When the words fell, the door gradually opened.

In front of Fang Li's eyes is a hall that perfectly matches the word "palace".

There is a red carpet on the ground.

The walls are richly decorated and sparkling.

Extravagant chandeliers hang from the soaring ceilings.

At first glance, it looks like a dance hall for a cabaret somewhere.

The difference is that in the deepest part of this hall there is a high platform with steps.

On the high platform, there are seats one by one.

And in the center of these seats, in the deepest part of the hall, there is a clearly unusual position.

It was a throne with a wall with a dragon at the back.

So, this is the hall of the royal city.

The hall of the audience of the king.

When Fang Li walked into such a hall, almost everyone turned their eyes to it.

I saw that there were already a lot of people in the hall.

These people, except for a few people, are basically divided into two factions.

On the one hand, there are people who wear white uniforms and knightly swords at their waists.

These people are the knights of the Knights of the Guards.

There is also a group of people who wear ceremonial dresses and seem to be aristocratic figures.

Military attachés who are mainly knights.

Civil officials who are mainly aristocratic.

The people who are here are the central institutions of Lugnica in the pro-dragon kingdom, and they constitute the high-level figures of the entire kingdom.

In other words, at this moment, all the high-ranking officials and dignitaries of the entire pro-dragon kingdom Lugnica were present.

If you take it for granted, it is also a matter of course.

Because, today, it is the meeting that announces the opening of the king's election.

It can be seen that in front of the high platform in the deepest part of the hall, the central figures of this meeting have been fully present.

In it, there were nobles in military uniforms.

Inside, there are girls in civilian clothes.

In there, there was a girl in a dress.

Among them, there are also half-elves in white robes.

"Fangli?"

Seeing Fang Li slowly walking in from the outside, the silver-haired half-elf couldn't help but cover his mouth with one hand, and a pair of purple pincer-colored eyes were full of astonishment and shock.

It was Emilia.