The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

It was noon, and the Sophia Palace, which should have been extremely noisy, was in a state of panic. The maids working in the palace all put down their work. It was supposed to be lunch time, but no one is in the mood for lunch. They are all discussing one thing quietly, one thing that concerns the future of the entire Sofia country. .

That is-who is Sophia's successor.

By this time, the news that King Edward V was seriously ill was no longer a secret in the palace. There are even rumors that the old king has been summoned by the Supreme God and left this world. This is actually not a strange thing. The old King Edward V could not handle government affairs a few years ago. Had it not been for the great priest of the Supreme Church in Sofia who had been using light magic for him, he would have already Left this world.

Divine art is not omnipotent, at least, there is absolutely no such divine art that can extend the life of an old man who has reached the end of his life. Therefore, even if the Pope and the twelve cardinals came to the Palace of Sofia to treat the king, they did not give these people who worked in the palace much peace of mind.

To be honest, they are not unprepared for this day. After all, King Edward V has long been half-dead, and it is not surprising when he will return to the arms of the great Supreme God.

However, the energetic appearance of the old king at the time of the Glory Festival confuses many people. Many people feel that if they can still participate in the Glory Festival with such excitement, the king may be able to hold on for a few years, so that the conflict will not break out immediately.

Unexpectedly, the King's body could not support it before the glorious festival was over. According to the waiter who accompanies the king to dinner, King Edward V fell on his seat almost suddenly, unable to move his fingers, and the rate of aging was so fast that he could even see it clearly, as if he had been hit by the naked eye. What a curse.

Soon, the pope who got the news led the twelve cardinals and other high-level church personnel to the Sofia Palace. As the king of one of the three major countries on the mainland and the organizer of this glorious festival, Edward V's physical condition is no longer just a matter of himself.

On the huge circular square directly in front of the palace, the Royal Knights have all assembled. At this critical moment, they also have to make choices about their future. With the old King Edward V still unconscious, they are responsible for dealing with all possible disturbances.

"Head, which side should we be loyal to..." A knight looked nervously at the palace guarded by powerful magic arts, and asked the head of the Royal Knights. The knight family has been completely loyal to the royal family in all generations. leader.

Although there is no specific statement. But everyone in the Royal Knights knew what the knight was talking about. Now that the old king has almost determined that he is about to leave this world, the future of the entire Sophia may be decided within these few days.

Whether it is the black prince Edward or Princess Victoria, for this country, this is a choice that has to be faced.

Among them, Princess Victoria has always been loved by the people of the kingdom, and the business association and most of the young nobles fully support her. If the people are allowed to choose, Princess Victoria definitely has an overwhelming advantage.

However, as a direct descendant of King Edward V, the black prince Edward is the first person to do his part in traditional inheritance rights. Many traditional aristocrats with real power are more inclined to succeed him.

In the army, the matrilineal family of the black prince Edward also has a strong strength. Although because of Leilu's existence, most ordinary officers and generals expressed absolute neutrality, but those officers who were only loyal to the black prince's mother family and the army in their hands were hard to say.

Most importantly, at the level of the seventh-level powerhouse, except for the absolute neutrals, the numbers of both sides are almost the same, but the black prince Edward owns an entire flying dragon army. That was one of the very few troops that could pose a threat to the seventh-level powerhouses, and Princess Victoria, who was not keen on military power, was weaker in this respect.

Although Leilu is by her side, it is almost impossible for anyone to hurt Princess Victoria. However, from the perspective of the struggle for royal power, this aspect is the greatest weakness of Princess Victoria. After all, Leilu is in addition to guarding Princess Victoria and Princess Farrie. She has no interest in other things. Although her combat effectiveness alone surpasses that of an army, there are many things. The effect of one person cannot be as good as an army.

"We are the Royal Knights. No matter what we usually think, at this time, there is only one thing we need to do, waiting for the king's final order. With the Pope, His Majesty the King will not leave this world so easily. I I believe that His Majesty the King will choose the most suitable future for this country." The head of the Royal Knights, a middle-aged knight with a face full of vicissitudes clenched the knight’s spear in his hand, and stared at the strong spear like other knights. The palace surrounded by magical light, waiting for the final result.

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"Huh..." Kepler breathed a sigh of relief, the Pope of the Supreme Sect, one of the very few eighth-level powerhouses on the mainland. Fortunately, he and the cardinals came in time, and if there is a delay of about half an hour, I am afraid that the ninth-level strong will not be able to save the current Edward V.

Behind the pope are twelve bishops in red robes. Just now, they and the Pope used a large-scale healing magic "temporary paradise" to rescue the old King Edward V's nearly collapsed body. If it weren't for the Pope and them, this Edward V who used black magic to overdraw his life would have long been out of this world.

"Oh...cough... Am I still alive." Although my life was saved, the lost life cannot be saved. The current Edward V seemed to have only skin and bones left, and all his flesh and blood had been swallowed because of the use of forbidden black magic.

"Dear Edward, although I understand your feelings well, it is not the right way to use such witchcraft." Pope Kepler sighed.

During the ceremony, he also discovered that Edward V used some forbidden black magic to overdraw his life, but he didn't expect it to suddenly become so serious. It seems that in order to show up at the festival vigorously, Edward V's vitality was not so much.

"Ah...cough... I know best how my body is... No way, this festival, but the last work of my life...how, it's pretty good." In front of the pope of the author, Edward V looked a bit like a wayward child.

"Man...there is always the impulse that one or two times don't need to think about the consequences... When I was young, I had a **** experience, and finally, I wanted to come again, but it seems to be smashed...hehe." Edward V gulped. Coughing up blood, and the color of blood is shocking black.

"No, the temporary paradise I used for you expelled the black magic from your body. Wait a minute, after you cough up the blood, you can temporarily restore to the state you were before the attack. However, the effect of the temporary paradise is only one time. It lasts one week, one week later..." The Pope hesitated, wondering if he should tell the worst news to the King Sofia, who has maintained a good relationship with the Supreme Cult during his reign.

"One week? Haha, it's a lot longer than I expected. I thought I would close my eyes today. Thank you, I swear in the name of the King of Sophia that Sophia will always stand by the Supreme Cult. "When Edward V heard the unexpected good news, his eyes widened, and his pale old face became a little more angry.

One week, for many people, is a short time that seems to pass in the blink of an eye. But for him, it was enough. The Glory Festival was about to enter its final climax-the final battle of the Brave Congress.

This brave conference has created many records of the brave conferences of the past. It is much higher than the several conferences he has seen when he was a spectator. It is no regret for him to be able to hold such a glorious festival.

"Then, dear Edward, you have a good rest. In the afternoon game, you are free to choose to watch or not." The Pope saw the determination of an old man in the eyes of Edward V. Probably, in the game this afternoon, the old king's watching will be indispensable.

After informing the people of Sofia Palace of some important matters, the pope and cardinals left the palace. However, not all cardinals have left. Among them, one of them stopped in front of a certain palace.

"It's you!" The reason why the cardinal stopped was a young girl, a silver-haired girl who was tidying up her weapons.

They know each other, or they know it unilaterally. Because, in the eyes of the cardinal, this silver-haired girl shouldn't exist in this world.