C5

Odin Palace!

At this moment, a celebration was being held with great joy. The entire palace was grand and magnificent, and there was an endless stream of nobles and officials wearing all kinds of luxurious clothing! The entire palace was filled with a festive atmosphere. Of course, some people were happy, while others had a worried expression. Poor Princess Yuna was deep in her room, and she couldn't stop Gu Ying from sighing. According to the empire's rules, the princess was not due until two hours before her birthday! After two hours of preheating, at eight o'clock, Emperor Kaiser would officially announce the engagement ceremony. Of course, this was just a simple declaration. The formal ceremony was to be held in a month's time. And so … poor Princess Yuna was sighing in her room!

"Princess, are you still worried about Viscount Bin Li?" The maid Elena saw the sadness on her princess' face and felt the same way. If you don't want to say it, then it is fated that fate will not make any difference! " Yuna sighed, gently wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Indeed, Princess Yuna was worthy of the title 'Number One Beauty of the Road'. She was exceptionally beautiful. No, it could be said to be an absolute beauty that no one could compare to. Her skin was like the bright moon and her figure was as light as a butterfly. She was simply a perfect avatar. Yuna had the exquisite and gentle heart of Odin the woman, as well as the peerless face of the elf. She also had the pure and pure temperament of the ice tribe, and it could be said that Yuna had integrated the virtues of all the races on the Seventh Avenue.

Light blue, waterfall like hair, Yuna had always been regarded as a water magic, but her heart was filled with pity. Compared to being a mage, Yuna was more eager to become a cleric that saved her life! Perfect figure, beautiful face, attractive voice, everything was so exquisite, so perfect! Una was first on Seventh Avenue. It was no wonder that so many people were willing to be part of the guests.

Bentley, whose full name was — Bentley Fomur. Nineteen years old, a high-level Grand Swordsman and heir to the Empire's second family clan, the Fomur family. With a handsome face, an illustrious family, and even extraordinary strength, Bentley had always been the perfect Prince Charming for the young ladies of the Empire. As for Yuna and Bentley, they were both third year students of the academy. Bentley had established the Firefly Mercenary Group, while Yuna was the vice leader of the mercenary group!

The two of them had always admired each other, but Emperor Kaiser of the Empire and Yuna's father disagreed with their relationship, separating the two completely. Bentley's father had been angry with him for that too, and for some reason he disapproved of his presence with the princess. After that, the two of them were completely separated. Yuna had been unable to understand why her father would want to separate them. Bentley is so outstanding, and his strength, family, which one of these are not worthy of him at all?! Furthermore, he was the Empire's second biggest family, so even if they were to get married, it shouldn't be a problem for them right?! Yet his heartless father had actually wanted to give him marriage at his birthday banquet to a third-rate family in the empire, a family that was not very prominent?!

What, what was all this for?!

In the banquet hall, this suddenly favoured family was receiving praises from all around. The main characters of today were the Zaratha Family's Soraca and Zaratha. At this moment, he was receiving praises from all directions. Poor clan leader Zassler, upon receiving his Majesty's summons, had been so excited that he had fallen ill upon returning home. Also, he couldn't stay with his son and attend the banquet today.

Although Soraka's talent was not as good as Bentley's, he was still not bad. At 20 years of age, he had already become a Demonic Daoist, and his future was limitless. However, fate had come to an end here. Solarka also felt that something was wrong. Why was it that his own clan was only a third-rate clan in the empire? It was impossible for him to have anything to do with the royal family

This time, he had become Prince Consort. The young Soraca felt that something was wrong, but she could not resist! Resistance meant death!

"Haah!" "Mr. Zazza, you are in the limelight today!

"Hehe, I'm about to become Prince Consort. How does that feel?!"

"Thank you, Lord Duke, for your praise. I am also very grateful to the Creation God for bestowing such a blissful marriage upon me. I will contribute my life's work to the Empire!" Solaka bent down and smiled.

"Hehe, that's good! "That's good!" The two dukes smiled and left.

In their hearts, they were also confused as to why the always wise Your Majesty would place such importance on the inconspicuous Soraca. Although this Solaka's potential was quite good, he was absolutely not someone who would become a senior in the future.

Sigh, he couldn't see through the Emperor Power Arts!

At the other end of the banquet, a youth with a furious expression was sitting there. It was indeed Bentley from the Farmers' house! He viciously stared at the complacent Solaka as the rage in his heart burned hotter and hotter. Originally, today, he should be the main character. However, it had now become the glory of the heir to a third-rate family. He hated, he was jealous, but he could not do anything about it!

On the other side of the speeding public road, there was a figure that was filled with rage, accompanied by a shrill scream.

"AHH!" You're crazy, you — No, you don't have to drive so fast, do you? "You

You're already speeding! "I, I, I'm sick from the car, I, I'm asking to stop and rest for a while!" The person who howled miserably was precisely the inky black shadow with a violet face. However, the owner of the speeding car ignored him!

"Be quiet!" Prince Heller suddenly turned his head, a fierce look flashing across his eyes.

Shut up, shut up, hide.

Good heavens, how could the silver pressure be so great? In Little Ink Shadow's heart, it was a tragedy. What the hell was he, what kind of world had he been to? Damn, this is totally different from novels written in the West. He had known about this world from the moment he came out, yet even now, no one had told him where he was. Moreover, he had been forcefully brought to some kind of palace by a lunatic named Yin. Also, his ass was hot! How could it not be hot?! Do you know what you're sitting on? A mount covered in lava!

"Hey, is this a horse?!" Mo Ying tragically protested!

The evil Heller had actually asked him if he had ever ridden a horse before, and of course, Mo Ying had, so he admitted it with a nod of his head!" Who knew that this Uncle Heller, with just a wave of his hand, would create a fiery red light and cause a fella like this to appear on the ground! Uncle Heller, the horse! Damn it, how is this a horse?!

Its black body was twice the size of the horses on Earth, and it had a few sharp horns on its head. Its eyes were blazing with yellow flames, and even its nose was emitting a red flame. Not only that, the horse's body was covered with cracks of varying thickness, growing thicker from top to bottom. The horse's four hooves were covered in a layer of hot lava. The color of the lava was changing from red to yellow, and the four hooves of the horse were turning into a layer of yellow lava!

His entire body was abnormally sturdy, making him look like he was impervious to metal. More importantly, Mo Ying, who was sitting on it, felt like his fart was about to be roasted. Are you still a man?! "How dare you!" "" Heller disdained Mo Ying. F * ck! Who would have thought that you would shout out such a monster?! " "Hmph!" Dark Shadow immediately retaliated angrily! "Didn't you ride a horse before?!" "Cha cha-cha – this thing, is it a f * cking horse?!" Ink Shadow was about to explode in anger. How was this a horse? This image was exactly the same as the one summoned by the Warlock in WOW. It was just that the colors were different. One was red, while the other was yellow!

"Oh, that's right. This thing can't be called a horse!" Heller nodded slightly!

"I fall!"