Alvat rode on the war horse and stared blankly at Querofi, who was unrecognizable, as if he could not believe the reality he saw before him. The collapsed magnificent city gates were flying strange but familiar flags on the broken walls. Countless soldiers holding bows, crossbows and swords stood at the top of the city and stared at them in a long time!

The scout reported that when Querofi suddenly changed, he immediately ordered the army to return without stopping, as if he was afraid that Querofi would fall into an irreversible situation at night. Judging from the scene in front of him, he seemed to be really late.》.[]

Suddenly, his heart was half cold.

"That's...the royal irises flag!"

At this time, Pandilia's voice suddenly shouted excitedly from behind with loud voices.

She rode all the way, and the soldiers around her rushed to avoid the road. After galloping to Alvat in front of the army, she stretched her slender neck, as if she was trying to make sure that her eyes were not wrong. She had been silent these days and began to scream like a happy child.

"That's right! This is indeed the banner of the royal iris! They succeeded! They succeeded..."

"His Royal Highness Pandillia! Please calm down! Maybe this is a conspiracy designed by the enemy on purpose!"

After Pandillia's cry, Alvat recognized that the strange flag on the city was indeed the royal flag with a vague memory in his impression. The flag that fell ten years ago has now fluttered on the land of Sisinia again, which made him, who was cautious and suspicious, immediately felt whether there was any conspiracy in it!

Or rather, he could not believe that the group of mobs that Xia Lan helped Pandillia secretly form could defeat the ancestors' public opinion and the shrine of the glory to seize Querofi's regime!

After hearing what Alvat said, Pandillia's excitement calmed down. Her hands holding the reins left and right showed her actual anxiety and tension. Think carefully. Can they really succeed in serala who stayed in Querofi? Reality will not lie. No matter from any aspect, Serlala and the others are not the opponents of the ancestors' public opinion and Viscount Moroen's side!

Alvat's judgment idea from a realistic perspective is not wrong, but she still has a trace of expectation in her heart!

"His Excellency Alvat! Sorry! Even if there is a conspiracy trap waiting for me ahead, I will personally verify the authenticity of this fact!"

Pandilia had been in a war in her heart for a long time, and she took a deep breath, as if she had made up her head with great determination.

"Since that's the case! Please allow me to be your knight." Alvat shook his head, pulled out the magic crystal sword from his waist and sighed.

"thank you!"

Pandillia did not refuse Alvat's accompanying her. After all, it is not a time for suspicion and concern. Her thinking is very clear. If Querofi really is the trap of seducing her, at least Alvat's strength can barely protect her.

The two began to slowly ride towards Querofi. Facing the soldiers who were tightly surrounded by murderous momentum on the walls of Querofi, they seemed to be ruthless and moving forward.

The warm spring sunshine shone on Pandelia and Alvat's slightly lonely and desolate backs, silent. As Pandelia and the two were getting closer to Querofi's gate, a crisp and sweet surprise shout suddenly echoed in the tense atmosphere!

"Sister Pandillia! Is it you?"

Pandillia stopped the horse and raised her head. Her blue eyes looked at a pretty figure mixed with the soldiers guarding the city, familiar voice and familiar face. At this moment, the intelligent and delicate girl in her impression began to coincide in front of her!

She took off the helmet she wore and threw it away. Her smooth and soft hair poured down like a golden waterfall. She was so bright and dazzling under the sunlight. Her delicate and beautiful cheeks were faintly red, and her bright and round eyes were filled with tears. She raised her hands high and shaking, and her voice was filled with complex emotions of choking and excitement.

"Selala! Selala! Is it really you?"

"Pandilia! I am Serrara! You are finally back! It's great to see you safely!" Serrara on the top of the city said happily.

"Yes! I'm back!" Pandillia covered her cheeks, so excited that she couldn't help but she lowered her tears.

For a moment, Querofi's garrison soldiers, who were still serious and solemn the moment before, all raised the weapons in their hands and shouted excitedly.

"Welcome Princess Pandillia back!"

"Welcome Princess Pandillia back!"

...

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Querofi Congress Hall.

After enjoying the shower, Pandillia walked out in her luxurious clothes after dressing up carefully under the maid's service, countless noble officials and soldiers and civilians waiting in the hall knelt down and shouted to greet Querofi's new master. Or, what they welcomed was the royal bloodline that was reappearing on the Sissinian stage, the future female grand duke!

Pandillia slowly sat in her position alone, looking at the densely populated people kneeling in front of her with complicated eyes. Maybe she had never thought that what she had dreamed of would really happen before her. Viscount Moroen died, the shrine of the glory came to an end, and the ancestors returned in disgrace. The scenes of the tragic death of her father when she was young and then to the escape of Adria clearly appeared in her eyes. Finally, her fate was no longer swaying, but was tightly held in her own hands, even if it was just the beginning.

After the grand and solemn ascension ceremony, Pandillia left only Serrara standing beside her. The huge empty congress hall seemed particularly deserted. She stood up and looked around at the scene around her. Her exquisite face revealed a faint melancholy and confusion.

"Selala, has he... really left?"

"Yes! Before leaving, he asked me to tell you that the irresistible factors disappeared and the contract ended." Serrara lowered her little head and said softly: "Although it's a bit inexplicable, this is what he said."

"Haha! That man was as straightforward as ever, and he didn't even want to meet him for the last time." Pandilia smiled bitterly.

"At least he has fulfilled his promise!" said Serrara.

"Yes! He did make his promise..." Pandillia looked at the empty congress hall in a daze and said, "But haven't he thought about what kind of difficult and bumpy future I will face after leaving like this irresponsible..."

"Actually, he had already explained to me what he would do for you in the future before leaving." Serra hesitated for a while.

"Hmm? What did he say?" Pandillia seemed to care.

"He said that after he left, he had asked Niniluo and I to stay and assist you for a while. If it was not as expected, the Marquis of Edmund, the most powerful Marquis of Sissinia, will soon send an envoy to reach an alliance with you and provide military asylum and financial assistance. On the other hand, Adria's collapse is about to enter the countdown, and the retreating king** will agree to the conditions proposed by the envoy he sent earlier. At that time, you will be assisted by Adria's most famous Valkyrie Salist. The whole of Sissinia will reunite her conquest in less than five years..." Serra said slowly.

"Haha...hehe..."

Pandilia suddenly laughed alone, her laughter filled with bitterness and bitterness. A drop of crystal tears flowed down her fair cheeks.

"Will we meet again in the future?"

She seemed to be asking herself, and she seemed to be asking.

"Maybe, he won't come back." Selara said silently.

"Yes! He may really not come back." Pandillia murmured.

"Pandilia, are you okay..." Selara couldn't help but worry as she looked at Pandilia's appearance.

Pandillia did not answer her words, but quietly walked towards the open door of the Council Hall, and Serra followed closely, as if she was afraid that the other party would not think about it and do something stupid!

When he arrived at the gate of the Council Hall, in the dazzling sunshine, Pandilia opened her hands and turned around gracefully. Her white skirt was fluttering in the wind, her red lips opened slightly, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised outlined the final innocence.

"Since I can't be your princess, from today on, I will be my own queen!"
Chapter completed!