NOVPUBChapter 1480: 665 Arrival of the Saintess_5 Chapter 1480: 665 Arrival of the Saintess_5 Randa lifted her head and gently planted a kiss on Aubree Groove’s smooth forehead.
Aubree was stunned by her words and remained silent for a long time.
“I’m sorry, Princess, I!”.
“You don’t have to respond,” Randa interrupted her, looking deep into her eyes.
“You are a person with a holy soul.
I understand that my love is a burden for you, even a stain.
It’s okay, let me love you from afar, and I won’t cause any trouble to your life.”
“You’re not Julius Sutton, can you tell me your real name?”
“Aubree Groove.”
Randa embraced her again, burying her head in her shoulder and deeply inhaling the unique scent of the young girl.
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A lone tear silently seeped into her clothes, disappearing without a trace.
The one who should apologize is actually me…
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On the fourth day of February, it was the beginning of spring.
Spring heralds the rebirth of all things, and after months of gloomy weather, Inracetales finally welcomed a streak of sunlight.
Early in the morning, the townspeople headed towards the Central Square in the center of the city.
Today, the coronation ceremony of Prince Brooklyn will be held there.
At Inracetales’s largest dock, a sailboat was docked quietly.
Every day, numerous merchant ships docked at Inracetales’s pier, hence the arrival of this sailboat didn’t attract anyone’s attention.
Alora Hart, with a pale face and shaky steps, came out of the cabin, shivering from the cold.
Having grown up in Pethkids, where the weather is spring-like all year round, she felt the cold wind seep into her bones, as it was her first time in such a cold place.
After days of turmoil at sea, she was already seasick and now felt light-headed, as if she had lost half her life.
The Hook Snake and Bellona Capris and their team set foot on land and headed straight south.
Even though Peter Aria was wearing a mask, his outstanding demeanor made him stand out in the crowd.
On turning around, Bellona Capris found out that Alora Hart was missing.
Frowning, she muttered, “This troublesome girl, always causing me trouble.”
The Hook Snake gave her a cold glance: “This here, is the Holy City.”
Bellona Capris quickly lowered her head: “I will go and find her right away.
I won’t let her stir up any trouble.”
She turned around and left.
The first time Alora Hart heard about Percival was in her middle school geography textbook, where the information was quite general.
When Alora Hart first set foot on this country’s land, her first impression of the country was that it was cold.
There was accumulated snow everywhere, and there were many people on the streets.
Most people were dressed in colorful robes, with even more exquisite skirts on the women.
It was full of exotic charm.
Alora Hart thought that the people of this country must be very wealthy.
She noticed that each woman wore a variety of golden bracelets on her arms that made pleasant jingling sounds.
It was très chic!
Everyone was moving in one direction, and Alora Hart was swept along with the crowd.
By the time she regained her senses, she found that she had lost sight of Bellona Capris and her group.
She was a bit panicked.
She was in a foreign land, couldn’t speak the language, and knew no one.
How was she going to survive?
She followed the crowd to a vast square, where the lofty golden roof of the King’s Palace was just visible in the distance.
Alora Hart stood in the crowd, her eyes darting nervously around.
What is going to happen?
With the crowd of people and the dazzling sun overhead, Alora Hart no longer felt cold.
She surreptitiously pulled out her mobile phone, only to find that there was no signal here.
Anxiously, she waited.
She lost track of time when a young man clad in a white robe took the central stage.
In that moment, everyone knelt on the ground, yelling words she could not comprehend.
She was the only one standing, so conspicuous that she quickly knelt when the forbidden army glances came her way.
True to the reputation of Z’s religious state, this annoying custom is of kneeling whenever they want.
Inside, Isabella Foster was complaining, when she surreptitiously raised her eyes to see the man in the white robe standing in the center of the stage surrounded by four silver-armored guards.
Not too far off, with a keen eyesight, Isabella Foster saw the man’s face clearly and couldn’t help but gasp.
All the mixed-race male stars in the entertainment world are not as handsome and noble as this man.
Everyone knelt in reverence what kind of status must this be?
Isabella Foster couldn’t help but be drawn into a trance.
Then, a carriage, drawn by four white horses, stops.
Isabella Foster sees that the carriage is guarded by many silver-armored guards.
With such a grand entrance, could this be the king?
Through the swaying bead curtains, a figure in a golden robe bends down and steps out of the carriage.
In an instant, the kneeling populace begins to chant near-religiously, like a hymn that echoes through time and space.
Isabella Foster was awestruck, she couldn’t imagine such a scene in all her life.
The person in the golden robe has a head of shiny black hair, contrasting with the golden brocade robes, forming an uncanny yet harmonious solemn nobility.
His face was covered by a golden mask, leaving his features hidden, yet his exposed neck was incredibly slender and elegant.
Despite treading on earthly soil, he was godlike, standing aloof, overlooking the world.
The people kneeling on the ground were like ants, forever only checked by reverence.
Isabella Foster watched in awe, this scene was beyond her life’s experiences.
Green Dragon waved his hand, the Silver Armor Guard immediately went over and led Isabella Foster out of the crowd.
Fearful, Isabella Foster screams, but before she could make a sound, her mouth was covered.
At this moment, Isabella Foster’s heart was filled with fear.
She finally understood, in this place, any cleverness was useless, a humble and tiny human, in front of the highest power, would just become insignificant.
The Silver Armor Guard goes over to Green Dragon and whispers into his ear.
Green Dragon’s cold gaze sweeps over Isabella Foster’s face, clearly already aware of her identity.
At that moment, Isabella Foster felt her scalp tingle, overshadowed by the fear of death.
She no longer dared to be brazen, and honestly bowed her head.
On the stage, the Holy Master granted the royal wand to the prince, who knelt on one knee and raised it above his head.
The wand fell into his hands.
From then on, he would be the legitimate Crown Prince of the State of Percival.
Prince Brooklyn stood up, raised the wand in his hand, faced the thousands of subjects, and his voice echoed through the small microphone clipped on his lapel, throughout the vast square, clearly falling into everyone’s ears.
“I, Brooklyn, hereby swear, from henceforth I will be self-disciplined, diligent, and love people.
I will let the people of Percival live and work in peace and contentment, let rivers run and seas remain calm.
If I violate this oath, let me be like this sword.”
Prince Brooklyn raises the long sword handed to him by the Silver Armor Guard, strikes it on the hard shield, and the sword instantly breaks in two, falling to the ground.
A deafening cheer erupted from the scene.
“Prince Brooklyn, Prince Brooklyn…”
At this moment, his prestige reached its peak.
Prince Brooklyn raised his hand to signal for everyone to quiet down.
“Last night the Holy Master dreamed of the Buddha’s directive, the Saintess will descend on the day of the first spring thunder, let’s welcome the arrival of the Saintess together.”
