
For Freya, what are they doing??
Scarlet's yellow eyes glared. The veins protrude in his temple and neck. The Devoile was trembling with anger and confusion mixed into one.
First, Eugene who was reckless alone went to the Eastern Assyrian Kingdom.
Second, Eugene hugged a girl.
Third, the girl was clearly a fyriel.
Scarlet's almost lost her mind. What kind of madness am I watching right now? And again, how could Eugene have been in contact for so long with that fyriel? Why didn't the weak-looking Fyriel even die?
Scarlet's head seemed to spin until she felt that her horns would break in a moment. Is that the girl that Eugene was referring to?
Of love? Scarlet grunted amusedly. What kind of joke was Eugene talking about?
He glanced at that window again. Eugene's red eyes. Highlighted in the devoile prince's eyes, Scarlet had really never seen anything like it now. Suddenly there seemed to be a gaping vortex hole in Scarlet's heart.
Scarlet growling. I must immediately discuss this with King Zodic.
Got to!
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The sturdy and sturdy Fyriel walked hastily down the halls of the palace. His face folded, his hands rubbing his blond beard repeatedly. A depressed hiss did not just once come out of his lips. The sun is out there right above the head, making the air so hot, but that is not what makes him nervous.
Two guards opened the entrance for her.
"Hamba was facing His Highness Atlura, our highest light," the fyriel said a greeting as she bowed respectfully.
A fyriel who looked very old smiled wisely on his golden throne. The glow radiating from the body was so strong and beautiful. The oversized robe he wore was white with gold threads. On the side was a glittering wand intricately carved, made of beautiful turquoise Escudo-colored crystals. The green eyes of the Emerald King Atlura stared softly, shining with great kindness and wisdom.
"Wake, Emerio. Don't bow too long to this old man" the humble King Atlura replied.
The wrinkles on the forehead of King Atlura increased. If this is Emerio, then it must have something to do with the security of the kingdom.
"Speak."
"The guards saw a reaction from the Escudo flake fence that was scattered along the border monument, in other words....."
"There are devoiles who have entered our territory?" King Atlura made his conclusion first. Emerio nodded tensely.
"Actually about a month ago, we found traces of the devoile darkness around Vortes' house. But since no disturbance and damage had occurred, we decided not to raise the problem and put up an Escudo fence at the border just in case" Emerio said with a visibly guilty face. "But last night, we lost six bodyguards who came to the border monument to check on Escudo's flash."
King Atlura's face hardened. Emerio himself did not dare to raise his gaze from the floor.
"It's all my fault, Your Honor. I am willing to accept any consequence of this great mistake."
King Atlura closed his eyes for a moment, seemingly thinking in silence. "I would do the same if I were in your position, Emerio. You don't have to feel guilty alone" he replied, calming Emerio down. "How many devoiles are entering our territory?" tanyanya.
"The guard said that there were two flashes, Your Majesty. That means there are two devoiles, and a little trace of them is left behind, once again around the Vortes house."
A quiet murmur was sounded by the king. The servants and bodyguards in the room were seen glancing at each other, sharing the uneasiness they felt through the language of the glare of the eyes.
"What do they want? Is Zodic still stubbornly wanting to seize the Escudo mine on top of that deal? I never even cheated on him, never hurt his people even though their great weakness was in my hands."
"It's their true nature, Your Majesty," responded Emerio. "Zodic will not be satisfied with only half the territory of Assyre." King Atlura sighed heavily.
"Send the royal envoy to deliver my warning to Zodic. I wonder if he can still remember the covenant he signed himself" he said in a voice echoed throughout the room.
"Include some of the best guards. You can also give your proud son, Emerio."
The golden-eyed Fyriel smiled proudly as she heard King Atlura offend her son. He immediately nodded, responding to the orders of the supreme light of the Eastern Assyrian Kingdom.