Refusing Love As A Queen

A second before the horses were about to cross, Dalton shifted the tip of his gun.

The next moment, Prince Arthur's lance hit him.

Dalton fell back to the ground immediately after the battle. Prince Arthur is a bit inferior to him, but he is also a difficult character-hell! I wish that cruel woman could see with her own eyes, he was merciful for her men, and her future husband's brother could not wait to kill him!

Dalton knocked his head hard when he heard the sound of his bones and metal hitting.

The smell of blood came up, and the smell of rust filled the nose.

The sun was high in the sky, and the edges of the armor became hot. He pushed away the mask, and there were only countless dazzling round bright spots in his vision. Prince Arthur's horse galloped past him, covered with dust from his iron hoof. He heard the cheers of the crowd, countless times higher than when he won.

Lineage, last name.

It was a delightful show. His eleven consecutive victories cast the glory of Prince Arthur, and the arrogant commoner boy fell into the hands of the noble prince.

He sat up on the ground, resisting dizziness and raised his head.

The cheers of the audience stopped for a moment.

In the smoke and dust, the queen walked down from the high platform and walked towards him. Dalton couldn't see her expression clearly, and saw the strong red skirt rising and falling in the dust. Her facial features were blurred in the light and wind, Dalton smelled the scent of summer roses in his blood... His hands still had some strength, so he tried to stand up.

Da da da.

The rush of horseshoes turned back.

Prince Arthur took off his helmet, his golden hair was flying in the wind, his face was red from the fierce battle, and his hair was a bit messy. But all the ladies and ladies present couldn't help cheering for him, calling his name.

He held the reins on Adele's way, rolled over and dismounted.

The next moment, the noise reached a boiling point.

In the dust of the battlefield, Prince Arthur knelt on one knee.

Dalton's fingers with iron gloves grabbed deeply into the hard ground, his face hidden under the shadow of the helmet visor, looking at the prince in silver armor and the queen who was walking towards him not far away. .

The wind brought the voice of Prince Arthur.

Dalton licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, his eyes cold a little.

Prince Arthur looked at the queen standing in the gale and dust with fascination. Behind her was the iron/gun forest on the edge of the martial arts field pointing straight to the sky. Her skirt rolled in the wind like a battle flag suddenly unfolded. A woman...a woman standing in the world of armor and swords, her face unchanged.

Vaguely, Prince Arthur felt that he had grasped such a premonition.

——About what is truly suitable for Queen Roland and what is her most perfect side.

Troubled times, conspiracies, blood, and the queen who broke through everything.

"Please allow me to use the courage bestowed by the laurel crown, under the witness of the gods," Prince Arthur holds the sword in his right hand and presses his left hand on his knee. "To you, the noblest and most perfect goddess of victory in the world, Request-I ask you, I ask you to promise a suitor who has gone crazy for you with your compassion and compassion, and I ask you to grant him the compassion of eternal life."

In the auditorium, the countenance of the Ruth Empire gradually turned pale.

He leaned over to speak to the attendant beside him: "Did you hear clearly in whose name he is proposing to the Queen?"

The attendant dared not answer.

"Scandal...damn it."

The earl of the Ruth Empire almost fainted, the gods are on top! They came to propose marriage for the emperor, not for Prince Arthur! Everyone knows that he is the representative of His Majesty, not his own representative!

"...In the name of my king Orsis Melville."

The earl breathed a long sigh of relief, and leaned back on the chair, sweat soaking his body in an instant.

Fortunately, fortunately, Prince Arthur hasn't forgotten his identity and responsibilities... It's just a young man's obsession, he knows what he should do. The earl comforted himself so.

But there is always anxiety lingering.

Adele looked at Prince Arthur who was kneeling in front of him, and he reluctantly added the last sentence.

Under everyone's gaze, she finally smiled and stretched out her hand to Prince Arthur.

Prince Arthur held it tightly, leaving a long kiss on it.

Behind them, Dalton sat on his knees in the dust, did not get up, and put his **** hands casually on his knees. He watched this scene without blinking-the sun was shining, and the handsome prince won the beautiful woman for his brother.

It's **** wonderful.

After a moment of silence, everyone stood up and applauded.

With thunderous applause, Prince Arthur stood up and reverently put the winning rose crown on the queen's head.

"Your beauty is breathtaking."

When he kissed her on the cheek, he whispered-if he was proposing for himself, at this moment he should kiss her soft lips. But as the oath said, he was proposing to his brother Wang, the emperor who was young and promising in everyone's eyes.

"You will be the queen of the Ruth Empire."

"Orsis? Or..." Adele also lowered her voice, with a perfect, touching smile on her face, "You?"

Prince Arthur laughed and said nothing.

Afterwards, Adele pushed him away, turned his head and gave a few words to the officials who came up.

Dalton didn't know what had happened and stood up nonchalantly. When he fell off his horse, the corner of his lips knocked, stained with blood. When the queen passed by him, she whispered "thank you".

She really deserves to be the monarch cultivated by the Heinrich family.

The adjutant asked him if he wanted to rest first-Prince Arthur didn't keep his hand in the last shot.

Dalton shook his head and refused.

He squinted slightly and looked at Prince Arthur, who turned his head to speak to Adele in the crowd, and suddenly showed a sarcasm.

The eyes of the Prince Arthur looked at her, not his future sister-in-law, but his wife.

"Let's go."

Dalton said slowly that the humiliating failure just now didn't seem to have had much impact on him. This is the most terrifying part of him-all the shame he suffered will only make him stronger.

"Let's talk to the earl of Rutter."

The adjutant was taken aback by his tone.

The last time Dalton spoke in this tone was when he was involved in a spiritual war.

When he first participated in the war, Dalton was not very prominent among the New Gods. What makes him stand out is a battle that is bound to die in the eyes of normal people. The number of troops of the Old God Sect was ten times that of him, and no one thought he could survive, and neither the New God Sect camp had sent reinforcements.

But it was that time that Dalton cut open the throat of a nobleman who had previously robbed him of military merit on the battlefield.

"Remember, I will fall in love with women from now on," Dalton casually patted the adjutant on the shoulder with his gun.

Otherwise, you will go crazy.

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"What on earth do you want to do? Should I find a sculptor for you immediately? Carve the tombstone for you?" Heinrich was furious. He could hardly maintain the aristocracy's decency, speaking quickly and urgently. Quickly, "First is the brown bear, then the belladonna, are you not sober enough, how many people want your life now?"

"Calm down, Mr. Heinrich"

Adele read carefully the classics respected by the old gods.

She was sitting behind the white window cloth with the book on her knees close together. She wore a smaller and lighter crown. The vines made of sterling silver set off the gems in it, which looked a bit like another crown she had worn when she was a princess. She couldn't see the shyness of any young girl who was engaged in a marriage contract.

To her, agreeing to a marriage proposal is just signing a contract that is necessary at a specific time.

"Isn't this our plan?"

She asked.

After Prince Arthur successfully proposed to Emperor Lut to marry him, the entire Roland court quickly took action.

Emperor Lut himself will not come to Roland until he gets the engagement ceremony, and Prince Arthur will replace the previous celebrations. In order to announce to the people of Roland that their queen is finally going to marry, the Royal Council planned to hold a celebration on the Queen's coronation day.

Of course, this is only a superficial reason.

Adele's real purpose is to take this opportunity to draw out the remaining dangerous power of the old **** sect and catch it all. She agreed to Emperor Rutte's proposal. In the eyes of some church members, she was determined to let the new **** replace the old one. The knights of the temple could no longer remain indifferent.

It is only the belladonna and "treason" incidents that have made these people alert.

During this time, no matter how stimulated by the Queen, they stayed dormant.

The marriage proposal celebration will be their time to start.

In order to ensure the safety of the Queen, before the celebration, they formulated a series of detailed measures. Dalton and Heinrich rarely agree-the tour/walking part of the traditional celebration must be cancelled.

During the tour/trip, the distance between the queen and the people is too close, so close that it will make the assassins rave.

"They are not fools." Adele said calmly, "The prom is too targeted, even if they are stupid, they know what we want to do. Only swim/walk-we know the risks, and they know, only this Only to make them act. If it is so, then I will come and use me as the bait."

Her tone was firm.

Heinrich couldn't find a reason to refute her, so he could only sit down and gritted his teeth and said, "You can guarantee your safety? Who will guarantee your safety?"

"me."

The door was pushed open, and the person who interrupted the normal conversation leaned on the door, wearing that dazzling gold and ruby ​​rose on his shoulder.

Dalton held the gun and knocked on the door.

There was a smile on his face, but the smile did not reach his eyes at all.

"Excuse me, Lord Heinrich," he said. "Next, it should be my personal time with Her Majesty the Queen."

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This chapter and the previous chapter are full of chaotic jealous relationships (x)

Let's do the problem!

Ask: "You are jealous of me, I am jealous of him, he is jealous of him" who are all referring to (hahahahahaha)

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