Ulrike was buried early in the morning.

The day was sunny and windy. Under the blue sky and white clouds, the grass with fresh dewdrops was waiting for the eternal rest of a king.

The funeral was short but grand. Thousands of people attended the ceremony. In addition to the vast majority of people with some status in Lion City, there were also many nobles who came from all over the place.

It is the duty of a vassal to say a final farewell to the king who has served him allegiance.

Of course, what's more important is that they have to come and swear allegiance to the new king in order to continue their legal noble status.

Fortunately, the lakeside cemetery to the west of Queen's Town is large enough - this is the cemetery of the Alfred family, where all generations of lion kings are buried.

"Here is buried King Ulric, a promising king who inherited the wisdom of our great ancestor Wulie and the previous king."

This is the front of the tombstone. The epitaph Amy wrote for Ulric is all true.

Ulric indeed possesses the bravery of his ancestor Alfred, and at the same time, he also inherits the 'wisdom' of his father, the Mad King.

Behind the tombstone is an inscription describing the cause of his death: "He faced a powerful enemy alone on the most dangerous battlefield and fought unyieldingly until he died heroically. May the soul of the brave man never be lonely again."

"Your Majesty, we should retrieve the Sun and Moon Pendant for the goddess Eunomia; we should also help the late King Kavala retrieve his sword."

So, Amy happily accepted Alina's suggestion.

"No, it won't be... Koualis, don't say such things, Avadain's tribe must still exist..."

At this time, Li Ang was kneeling on one knee, looking up at the relief of King Kavala of Pende on the dome of the throne room.

The originally gentle big eyes of the young dragon Kualis also became terrifying.

Althea sighed: "Maybe he knows what's going on with Avadain's tribe now. A king must know a lot of things, right?"

She picked up a handful of water from the lake and brought it to Kualis' mouth. When the water reached her hand, it began to glow purple.

At that time, he had just become a baron.

However, this small flame began to shake violently.

But perhaps, Leon is not the only one who understands Ulric.

Ulric looked at Althea's long pointed ears: "Are you the god who protects the Noldor elves? But shouldn't gods be omniscient and omnipotent?"

Amy was holding a sword in her hand, with the blade resting on Li Ang's shoulder.

"Boy, before you died, you actually let that witch escape? Do you love her so much?"

The gorgeous coffin was placed in the pit, and Amy sprinkled the first shovel of soil on the tomb with her own hands.

"Dragon?! This is... a dragon?!"

The phantom could finally speak now.

But that hopeful look only flashed by, and what appeared next was the body of a woman in the garden, the body of her sister; at that moment, his face was ashen.

"This guy seems to be a king...but he definitely can't be one of your clansmen...tsk...Althea, why do you always attract humans?"

Thanks to Ulric, there is no royal council in the Lion Kingdom now, and Amy has no plans to reorganize the royal council, so naturally no one will get in the way of these matters.

A middle-aged man with brown hair is 'floating' on the lake. However, this 'man' is constantly twisting and swaying with the fluctuations of the lake. It is obvious that this is a shadow projected from the lake.

The little dragon waved its wings, and Ulric's shadow gradually disappeared from the lake.

As for who will be crowned, Alina’s suggestion is: “It’s not in line with tradition anyway, so why not do it more thoroughly. For people in the eastern region, teachers represent the goddess of order better than those priests, and now in the eastern region

The region is a reliable base. In addition, Mettenheim and the Noldor elves are also supporters of the teacher - they do not believe in the goddess of order. Moreover, this can also be tested to see if any nobles are interested in the teacher.

If you are dissatisfied, let them come out as soon as possible so that you can take precautions early."

Li Ang himself thinks Alina's view is okay. In fact, the logic in his eyes is simpler - whoever controls order is the spokesperson of the goddess of order.

And this old voice said to him with a wild smile: "Very good!"

An old and hoarse male voice came faintly from the torch.

Later, the young man gradually reached middle age. He was riding a tall horse, wearing golden armor, and holding a bleeding sword in his hand. Behind him were a group of knights holding lances. The knights had

The golden coat of arms of the three lions. At this time, his eyes were cold, full of ambition.

Koualis warned.

A flame appeared right below a torch. The torch was probably of the same type - a pure stone torch without any combustibles, but the torch was still burning brightly.

After that, the middle-aged man gradually became older and his expression became more and more indifferent. It seemed that he had never smiled since the moment he ascended the throne.

Althea's voice was as gentle as water, but this time, she was obviously a little surprised: "I don't know why it's always humans... those dragon tears were obviously taken away by Avadain."

Althea walked over from the lakeside, put her arm around Koualis's neck and stood next to the crystal ball, poured lake water and sprinkled it on the crystal ball.

"Kualis, you know, I can't cast spells like gods... I can only use your tears to summon those souls who are as lonely as me."

As Amy's 'junior sister', Alina provided a lot of valuable advice for the ceremonies over the past few days, including these two things that troubled Amy the most.

The little dragon's wings hit the water, and he lowered his head, causing waves in the lake. Ulric's shadow began to sway continuously.

At the same time, the person who crowned her was not the priest of the Temple of Order, but Li Ang himself.

He continued to look up at the reliefs on the dome.

Scenes flashed like a revolving lantern in the crystal ball.

This beautiful little dragon shook its head from side to side, lowered its long neck, and moved closer to the crystal ball.

Although Leon has never sat on the Silver Throne, at least he can understand all of Ulric's actions and understand Ulric's loneliness.

The Silver Throne and the Noble House Tower are indeed the most dangerous battlefields.

Perhaps, Leon is the person who knows King Ulric best.

If Li Ang were here, he would definitely be able to tell that he had heard the voice calling Ulric 'boy' in the throne room.

Xiaolong turned his head and spoke, snorted and sprayed out a stream of water arrows.

The inscription is signed by Leon Griffin.

But even so, his mouth was still saying something, it seemed like he was just repeating one word.

"Anyway, he brought me good news... Let his soul go to the other King of Pendor, maybe they will no longer be alone."

"Those are the messengers of the Dark Goddess Ereda, three witches. As for the Noldor elves, they should be living well in the forests east of Pendor - at least better than me."

"Since they can accept a queen, they can also accept the queen using her own surname. Anyway, no one dares to jump out to seek death now. When all this is settled, no one will jump out to seek death.

."

"I don't want to speculate like this...but, just like the Sindari elves caused the magic storm, anything can happen in this world, Althea..."

The goddess Eunomia is on the left, and the late king Kavala is on the right.

As a result, Amy will be called Queen Sonad by outsiders from now on; and Li Ang will become the chief minister of the kingdom - the Grand Duke of Changhe Town.

He heard an old voice again: "I saw it... Haha, I saw you, kid."

"Where did the Noldor bloodline in your body come from?"

In the temple behind the lake, a flickering candle appeared out of thin air - but there was only a candle, not a candle stick.

This is of course even more unruly...

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"...I can't hold on anymore, Althea..."

Althea frowned.

This time, the voice was still full of madness, but it was also full of joy.

Hearing that the Noldor elves were doing well, Althea smiled gently: "Kualis, anger will disrupt your magic, you should be more peaceful."

In another unknown place, on a small island thousands of miles away, a pure white dragon was staring at a huge crystal ball in the lake.

On the issue of surnames, Alina said this.

Koualis's voice became a little lower, probably because he wanted to comfort Althea, but his words obviously had the opposite effect.

The last king named Alfred passed away.

"Try it, but it will cost me a lot of magic power - I am not good at making human souls speak. I can only maintain it for a short time."

The little white dragon Kualis seemed to be a very good friend. It stared at the shadow on the lake, with a magnificent light in its blue eyes: "Althea, hurry up..."

Ulrik's soul did not panic for too long. Maybe people can become free and easy after death. The king spoke without any burden at this time: "Oh... I remembered, I took a medicine, that

It was a potion given to me by three prophetesses...the potion is said to be made from the blood of Noldor nobles."

At noon, Amy Sonad sat on the Silver Throne under the witness of all the nobles and the priests of the Goddess of Order, put on the king's crown, and became the first queen of the Lion Kingdom.

Althea's voice became cold.

Li Ang could feel some kindness in this voice - the owner of this voice seemed to be expecting something.

And the phantom on the lake seemed to be wide-eyed, looking at everything in the crystal ball in horror.

Koualis leaned over with his big head, carefully sucked the handful of purple liquid from her hand, and then breathed a long sigh of relief: "Ha... maybe all the Noldor elves originally have this kind of ability to disturb.

The ability to heal with magic... It's a pity that you learned it too late, otherwise the Gwendarion continent would not have perished."
To be continued...