Chapter 120: The New Queen (Bonus Chapter)

Regarding Leila and Renée expressing their willingness to serve the Priestess for a lifetime, Vilyric herself had no particular thoughts on the matter.

Talk about forever or a lifetime felt too broad; considering that Winged People can live for over a thousand years, who could really say what the future holds? Besides, her feelings towards the two sisters were still at the level of “quite interesting.”

For now, keeping this pair of lost sisters who had no one else was not much of a problem; after all, they were quite cute. Just think of them as extra attendants. As for the future, well, that can be dealt with later.

Moreover, from another perspective, Vilyric was very interested in the so-called Kingdom of Azure, the Abyss, and the floating islands. Having Leila and Renée around would surely make any trips to those places much easier.

But that’s a story for another time.

The month-long ceremony for the 21st king, Anqiro Meikailande, concluded yesterday.

A nation cannot be without a ruler for a day. According to the rules, in the absence of a will from the late king and without an heir, the new king would be chosen by a vote from the council.

In reality, there wasn’t much to choose from.

The first prince, Toren Meikailande, had already been schemed to death by the second prince, Ban Meikailande, two years ago.

Ban, the second prince, was imprisoned in the dungeon for fratricide but later escaped, only to be killed by his own subordinates due to internal strife.

The third prince, Patrick Meikailande, ordered a coup by his city guards and was subsequently stripped of power and placed under house arrest, now residing in the palace where he couldn’t go out freely.

The fourth prince, Devitt Meikailande, was ineffectual; although saved by the imperial guards on the night of the coup, he appeared to be so traumatized that he openly expressed his renouncement of the throne recently.

The sixth princess, Mona Meikailande, was too young and did not meet the criteria to inherit the throne, either in theory or practice.

The only one left with the qualifications to inherit was the fifth princess, Liliya Meikailande.

Furthermore, Liliya’s talents and accomplishments were well recognized—first putting a stop to the war against the Beastmen in the western territories, then tirelessly working to exterminate countless evil cults, rescuing the suffering, and decisively quelling the riots in the royal capital. She had already earned everyone’s acknowledgment.

It was widely accepted that Liliya Meikailande should ascend to the throne; the tide of public opinion was undeniable.

Yesterday, at the proxy council meeting, this major matter was passed unanimously.

Today was the day when the princess would receive the crown and officially take on the title of queen.

Liliya Meikailande was the first female monarch recorded in the history of the United Kingdom of Humanity, thus creating a new chapter in history.

In the royal palace square of the City of Courage, the crowd was buzzing, with over three hundred thousand people gathered to witness the coronation of the new queen.

Although some stubborn individuals believed that women should not hold the title of king or queen, their voices were negligible compared to Liliya’s supporters, who drowned out the dissenting remarks with thunderous cheers that hadn’t even reached the princess’s ears.

Vilyric, accompanied by little Dragon Daughter, arrived as Liliya ascended the stage, surrounded by the crowd.

Dressed in… a gown exclusively for the queen.

The small crown signifying her status as princess had been replaced by a solid gold royal crown. The young girl held a scepter in her right hand, from which three white birds seemed eager to take flight.

This was one of the kingdom’s three artifacts, bestowed by the founder and passed down through generations, symbolizing the king’s identity and status—the Staff of Expansion. Those who had wielded it left their indelible marks on the history of the United Kingdom.

Ding…

Ding…

Ding…

The three rings of the bell echoed throughout the city, marking another momentous event in the kingdom’s history.

The grand music swelled, the majestic national anthem of the kingdom soared, lifting the atmosphere to another peak.

Just as the music came to a halt.

The young queen smiled, raising her scepter high, and three flying birds departed from it, circling and radiating an endless brilliance! That solemn and beautiful figure was thus etched into everyone’s memory at that moment.

A new king had been born.

“Long live Her Majesty the Queen! Prosperity to the United Kingdom of Humanity!!!”

Someone, I don’t know who, led the charge with their hoarse shouting, and instantly, the entire crowd responded in chorus.

“Long live Her Majesty the Queen!!!!!!!!”

“Prosperity to the United Kingdom of Humanity!!!!”

The waves of sound rolled on, echoing to the heavens; everything had been set in motion.

Watching the young and innocent princess make it to this day, Vilyric couldn’t help but feel a multitude of emotions.

Smiling, the priestess turned away from the raucous and festive square, stepping into a shadowy alley.

“Master?”

“Lady Vilyric, where are you going?”

“Just handling a little business; you all stay here and wait for me to come back.”

With that, the black-haired girl tilted her head and glared at little Dragon Daughter, who had just lifted her foot.

“You’re not allowed to follow!”

…

In the deserted alley, she summoned the Feather of the Gods, donned the Chameleon Cloak, and soared towards a certain place near the palace.

She stopped above a certain palace, descended, and lightly stepped onto the stage, removing her cloak.

Delicious snacks and hot tea were already laid out, resembling a meticulously prepared tea party.

On the other side of the table sat a petite and adorable blue-haired girl, elegantly sitting, smiling at the suddenly appearing priestess.

This was a place Vilyric had accidentally wandered into before.

The Sixth Princess, Mona Meikailande’s Dream Palace.

With her splendid and holy white wings folded behind her, Vilyric gracefully walked to the tea table, sat in the other soft chair that had been prepared in advance, and gazed off into the distance.

From here, one could see the royal palace square and the coronation ceremony in its entirety.

Then, the black-haired girl turned with interest, giving a nod to the small princess, who hadn’t reacted at all and continued to smile at her.

“Mona, right? Speaking of which, this is the first time we’re meeting formally.”

Although she had already heard about her through various channels or shared a hall with her before, to be honest, Vilyric had never interacted face-to-face with this youngest royal heir, Liliya’s full-blooded younger sister.

Moreover, the current Mona no longer appeared like she did at the Hall of Spirits, seemingly listless and in a daze; her clear black eyes seemed to reflect the sun, moon, and stars.

In fact, when Vilyric had initially sneaked into Mona’s chambers to investigate her situation, she had already discovered the truth.

This sixth princess had never truly been poisoned.

She had deceived the Throne of Immortality, tricked Ban, and even fooled her older sister Liliya, but Vilyric was the only one she couldn’t deceive.

“Perhaps it’s the first time for you, but I’ve admired your grace countless times in the visions.”

The twelve-year-old little princess slowly stood up, elegantly bowing to the white-robed girl.

“Well then, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Mona Meikailande, the Sixth Princess of the United Kingdom, Seer. I extend my sincerest greetings to you, the great… Descender.”

   

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