Chapter 1752: Chapter 1000: The Triumph of the Lord and the Princess Chapter 1752: Chapter 1000: The Triumph of the Lord and the Princess Bathed in splendid and warm sunlight, the massive Lion City of the Coldfla Royal Capital appeared like a colossal giant lying across the erald plains, silently standing tall.
This city, a symbol of the Coldfla royal authority and spanning more than six hundred years, was now ready to welco its new ruler.
At the bustling East City Gate of Lion City, the gateway was already adorned anew with red silk ribbons symbolizing victory and golden silk ribbons representing royal power.
The luxurious ribbons shimred with flowing light, clearly the most expensive magic luxury items, dazzling onlookers.
On both sides of the large city gate, whether it was nobles in luxurious clothes, soldiers maintaining order or civilians in plain attire, each person displayed a look of eager anticipation, intently watching the road’s end.
“Father, can I go out and play freely now? Won’t the Royal Capital be filled with screams and the smoke of fires everywhere?”
In the throng of civilians gathered to welco the arrival, a little girl of only five or six years old, with a cloth bag slung over her shoulder and clear, sparkling large eyes, asked the middle-aged man beside her, who was craning his neck to see.
“Indeed, since Mr. Lane and Her Highness defeated those evil princes and nobles, no one will act recklessly in the Royal Capital anymore.”
The middle-aged man’s face broke into a calm smile, nodding at the little girl: “The gloom that hung over the Royal Capital has dispersed, our King has returned, and we will all be protected by Mr. Lane and Her Highness; you will grow up safely.”
After speaking, a hint of sadness flickered in the man’s eyes. Sadly, not long ago, the little girl’s mother had unluckily been caught in a battle within the Royal Capital, and was now lying unconscious in their ho bed.
According to the priest who had visited, her severe injuries ant she did not have long to live.
“That’s great, I no longer have to worry about our ho being destroyed by those an, bad people! I hope mother gets better quickly!”
Uncontainable joy spread across the little girl’s face as she excitedly jumped up, then with a look full of anticipation, said, “Father, do you think that Mr. Lane who helped Her Highness defeat the evil princes has three heads and six arms?”
“Mr. Lane?”
Hearing the little girl’s words, the man’s face showed a touch of confusion, asking, “Who told you Mr. Lane was an old man?”
“Ah? Aren’t all those high and mighty people stern-faced, white-bearded old n?”
The little girl blinked her clear, starry eyes and tilted her head in bewildernt.
“Silly child, Mr. Lane is a bright and promising figure, not so old man.”
The middle-aged man gently patted the little girl’s head, smiling: “He put an end to this bloody power struggle in Coldfla Kingdom; he is our guardian deity, and no longer will anyone be inadvertently hard.”
“So Mr. Lane isn’t an old man after all, then would Mr. Lane and Her Highness like this? This is sothing I learned from mother.”
The little girl, her face full of anticipation, carefully took out two delicately made laurel leaf headbands from her small bag, gifts she had quietly been weaving since before dawn.
Around the little girl, countless pairs of equally hopeful eyes eagerly watched the end of the road, where their guardian deity was soon to arrive.
In the front of the crowd were the nobles, also displaying an extrely fervent scene.
In the latter half of the group stood a band of young noblen dressed in armor and magic robes, all looking thrilled.
They were loyal scions of nobles who had served the old king. Unlike the sons of corrupt nobles, they carried a notable air of integrity and lacked the arrogance and haughtiness.
Each young noble was competing to see who could outshine the others in the upcoming court guard selection, hoping for the chance to be close to Mr. Lane.
After all, this was the figure who, single-handedly, had helped Her Highness defeat the infamous corrupt nobles and the overwhelmingly powerful princes.
By his own strength, he had pulled this beleaguered kingdom from the destructive whirlpool of power – calling him a Coldfla Kingdom hero or a guardian was by no ans an exaggeration!
And at this very mont, Mr. Lane was about to join hands with Her Highness to enter this ancient Royal Capital and personally escort Her Highness to the throne.
Such grand achievents, how could they not stir the blood of these young nobles, eager to earn distinction and honor for their families?
In the middle of the group were the young noble ladies, lightly painted and dressed in eye-catching attire.
Where was any shred of their usual aloofness? Instead, they jostled each other, disregarding ladylike poise in their race to outshine one another.
As it was rumored that Mr. Lane was yet unwed, if one could catch the fancy of such a personage, wouldn’t their family and they themselves instantly soar to the heights, becoming Coldfla Kingdom’s most coveted rising powerhouse?
And most importantly, this was the very person about to crown Her Highness himself – with such unparalleled strength and courage in Coldfla Kingdom, how could it not set these young ladies’ hearts aflutter?
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