"I don't know what will happen tomorrow." Fran told the two of them, "Be fully prepared."

"In the palace, the storage ring may not be usable." Fran frowned, "The clothes Hill prepared are quite good and have many pockets. You two should change them when you go back and put as many protective items as possible."

Hill understood what Fran meant. He and Adrian both had a lot of shells in their hands. If this thing is not modified, its natural space is only a few dozen square meters, but it can be stored in a space box.

Since the palace restricts storage rings, it is possible that the contents of this shell can also be used.

Hill went back to his room to change his clothes, his heart full of worries: Will his peaceful life be in trouble again?

When Hill followed Fran out of the carriage and walked to the King's Hall, he knew that William was also prepared.

Except for the guards of the King's Guard standing proudly on the welcoming road, the other corners were filled with undead.

Hill couldn't help curling his lips: William reacted so quickly!

The undead standing next to the palace were all people he had interacted with and witnessed in the past few days.

Guarding the door was the serious Xueyunfeng and his perfect bald head.

Cun Lun Feng and his wife, who were standing on the left, waved to him secretly from behind the pillar.

"Why are they guarding the palace?" Adrian asked softly.

"They are all harvested in my valley these past few days." Hill said softly.

Adrian hesitated several times, but finally said with certainty: "Your Majesty, you are really quick in your work."

Fran said impatiently from the front: "When you get in, shut up."

The two of them quickly shut up and followed Fran into the hall.

Karl and Miller have already arrived, and together with several other legends, stand on the right side of the red carpet in the center of the hall.

Those standing on the left are all princes, ministers, and noble commanders.

Frank walked up to Miller and others and waved Adrian and Hill to stand behind Hensley and Phillips.

Hensley quietly introduced these legendary heirs to the two: only the wizards and knights are qualified to stand here and say hello to each other. As the legendary heirs, everyone knows what happened yesterday. Everyone is cautious and brief.

They introduced each other, greeted each other, and then continued to stand quietly.

The envoys from other countries came very quickly. After arriving, they quickly stood near the position of the Salar noble.

The Mage Association changed an envoy, and a legend came directly. He walked in, thought for a while, and stood behind Flan and the others, but he did not stand with them.

The lady in the Warlock Tower glanced at Hill, walked over gently, and stood next to them.

None of them brought any entourage.

It seems that the well-informed mages also know about today's celebration and don't know what it will turn into.

Time flies, and soon it’s time for the celebration to officially begin, and it’s time for William to come out, but the elves still haven’t arrived, and neither have the dwarves.

Hill controlled his urge to look at both sides and focused his attention on Fran's robe.

Adrian moved, but finally followed Hill's example and looked at his teacher's robe.

William didn't give anyone any room to think, and appeared on the throne neatly and on time.

Then he waved his hand and asked people to close the palace door.

Yes, not the King's Hall, but the entire palace.

William is truly someone who never disappoints.

It's a pity that the Elf Legends couldn't carry it to the end, and they all flew in quickly before the door really turned and closed.

12 elf mages, surrounded by a graceful princess wearing a long veil, stood in front of the king's hall.

The Divine Meridian Princess took a step forward and was about to speak when she was interrupted by the merciless William.

"Now that you're here, come in quickly! Don't waste everyone's time!"
Chapter completed!