...As for other urban areas, they have not been greatly affected..."

Thales breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

At least, he and Black Sword acted in time.

"That's good...that's good?"

The old king murmured and repeated Thales' words.

He looked at the severed leg exposed under the rubble, sighed, and looked at Thales calmly.

The dozen or so elite guards around the king looked unhappy.

The prince who was drinking water couldn't help but choked.

The little naughty boy next to him lowered his head as low as possible, almost as if he wanted to burrow into the ground.

While Thales kept coughing, King Nunn took a deep breath and scanned the surrounding ruins: "You know, to deal with that disaster, we cannot mobilize the army..."

The old king's eyelids drooped slightly, and his old face showed the exhaustion beyond his capabilities. His tone was calm, but it was chilling for no reason: "We can only change the white-blade guards into anti-demon weapons and divide them into small teams to intercept the monster. Many small teams are now

No returns yet—probably heavy losses.”

The White Blade Guards unconsciously quickened their breathing.

"Nicolai and Grivet responded to the enemy alone with weapons. As a result, the disaster disappeared, but there is no news about them until now..."

Thales stared, watching a soldier beside him take back the water bag unceremoniously.

King Nun kicked open a wooden plank, and his plain and sad words continued.

"Many people saw the multi-headed snake, and panic spread. The entire Longxiao City was in chaos. We had to evacuate adjacent areas, such as Kai District. The evacuated residents crowded other districts into chaos.

."

"For this reason, we even had to open the city gate to evacuate the crowd. There was chaos in the middle of the night," the old man's breathing became heavier and heavier: "The patrol team was too busy just to suppress the robbers..."

"If the Sky Queen hadn't suddenly appeared and appeased some people, I might have become the first king in Exeter's history to recruit an army to suppress the civilians in the capital."

King Nun's face was calm, his eyes were sad, and his tone was heavy.

"The officials are extremely busy, dealing with the questioning of countless nobles and vassals, in case some hot-headed guy pulls a group of people from the city or outside the city to bring disaster..."

King Nun lamented: "Thanks to last night's banquet, a large number of people were drunk, otherwise they would have been even busier."

"And I still have four grand dukes, huddled in the Palace of Heroes, waiting to see their joke of raising the king together."

Having said this, King Nun gave an ugly laugh, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper and deeper: "Yes, there is also a prince from an enemy country, taking my granddaughter to wander the streets in the middle of the night."

Thales shrugged awkwardly: "I'm sorry too."

"Coupled with these miscellaneous aftermath arrangements..."

King Nun ignored his words, but shook his head with a complicated expression and exhaled a long breath: "Can you imagine?"

There was a deathly sadness in the king's eyes.

"Countless people died, families were destroyed, the wounded needed treatment, the city was destroyed, property was lost for no reason, and a huge amount of money had to be spent out of thin air..."

"The chaos needs to be restored to order, the panic and angry crowds, the rumors and rumors in the streets, the accusations and blame behind the backs of the ignorant people..."

"The nobles who pretended to express condolences and their requests for tax exemptions in the name of relief were actually self-enriching, the inevitable doubts and hesitations of the vassals and the army, the small actions of other grand dukes, the envoys sent by the temple and various countries to investigate, and the foreign spies who were ready to take action...

…”

"The caravans who will definitely be scared off for at least a month after hearing the news, as well as the prices that are about to rise again, and the sharp decrease in labor force, will definitely affect the grain production in the coming year..."

Every time he spoke, King Nun's face became darker.

Thales also felt heavy.

"And the extreme cold is coming again..." The old king sighed in disappointment: "Since the assassination of Morar... this year has been another sad winter..."

Thales looked at King Nunn's face and his heart sank.

He looked at the ruins around him, glancing at the corpses that were exposed from time to time.

Especially when I think that the two magic masters fought for themselves, which led to this...

"I'm very sorry."

Thales was in a low mood, and there was a deep sadness in his words.

King Nuen looked at him quietly without saying a word.

At that moment, Thales felt that Nunn VII had deep sadness and exhaustion on his face.

After a few seconds, the old king took a deep breath.

"you know……"

"Sometimes, I really admire you stars," the king said with a deep sense of helplessness and powerlessness:

"At least you have a 'virtuous king'."

Thales was stunned and raised his head in confusion: "Huh?"

A wise king?

Like Kessel?

Thales rolled his eyes, "I don't understand" written all over his face.

But King Nuen just shook his head indifferently and snorted: "Forget it."

"Martial law will continue for a while... some secrets cannot be made public," he said calmly: "Before that, let's take a look at what this disaster has left for us."

King Nun continued to walk forward in a depressed mood. Thales, who was confused, could only scratch his head and follow behind in confusion.

Lights and fires illuminated everything on the road: countless ruins and countless corpses, which made the group of people feel even heavier.

The ruins left by the rampant hydras, the holes dug out by their tentacles, and the people who died from suffocation, everything you see is a tragedy.

"These sons of bitches..."

King Nun's expression remained unchanged, and his words remained calm.

Just like what happened before could not shake his mood at all.

"Disaster..."

However, Thales could hear the unforgettable hatred in his words:

"The final battle, hehe, the final battle..."

King Nuen showed a helpless smile and said slowly: "Why didn't you kill them..."

"Kill them all."

Thales was shocked.

King Nun suddenly stopped in his steps: "Is this where the Queen of the Sky descends?"

They were standing on the edge of a wide pit that was obviously different from other places.

Thales looked at a pit that was obviously made by giant claws and frowned slightly: "Yes."

Little Hua Tou blinked and touched his glasses with some worry.

King Nuen's expression changed: "Did she speak to you?"

Thales took a deep breath and couldn't help but think of the Sky Queen's words: "Yes, she said..."

"Wait a minute," the old king stopped Thales, and at the same time stared at the little slicker with a sharp look, frightening the latter: "Let's talk about it when we get back."

King Nun put his hands behind his back and looked towards the high sky. Against the background of the slightly bright sky, he looked up at the statue of Nekaru on the cliff of the sky, with a complex expression on his face.

"Six hundred years have passed," King Nuen said with a hint of sadness on his face: "That giant dragon will finally come to the world again when disaster occurs."

Thales couldn't help but notice that the old king called the Sky Queen "that giant dragon" instead of the honorific title "Her Majesty Croxis".

The old king suddenly laughed.

"you know……"

"Even three hundred years ago, Longxiao City suffered heavy casualties under King Nightwing's Eastern Continent Allied Forces, with no troops and food supplies, and when it was about to be defeated," Nun VII lowered his head and stared directly at Thales:

"The dragon didn't even show up."

"It's like this isn't the country she built with her lover."

After a night of chaos, Thales, whose mind was already a little fuzzy, stared, confused.

King Nuen raised his head and said in a complicated tone:

"What does Exeter, and Longxiao City, mean to her? What does Nekaru, her husband, mean to her?"

"What does the end of the battle mean?"

"And we, the Exeters, claim to be the children of the north wind and the dragon... hum, the children of the dragon?"

King Nuen sneered, his laughter full of sarcasm:

"Really?"
To be continued...