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Chapter 647 Emerald Mystery City (1)(2/2)

Wow.

Thales blinked: I didn't expect this girl to be so beautifully dressed.

"I know, it's ugly."

Miranda tugged on her gemstone earrings uncomfortably:

"Yes, for the convenience of movement, I shortened the back hem that touches the floor. Damn it, I still can't run. Ah, these earrings are so cumbersome. Those two little guys must be playing tricks on me. Oh, forget it, I'll go right away.

"Replace"

Everyone reacted instantly, waving their hands and shaking their heads.

"No no no!"

"No need to change!"

"This is good!"

“Excellent!”

"It fits the style of the Arlend family!"

"Don't lose His Highness's people!"

"Well enough."

"..."

Amid the yelling of a group of people, Rolf snorted disdainfully, lowered his head and pressed his mask.

Under Miranda's suspicious gaze, everyone in the room subconsciously began to tidy up their clothes, or sit upright, or express themselves solemnly.

It seems like they have all grown up in an instant.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Shituo's logistics officer sat on the table, tutting while writing the account book, "Oh, man."

Glover said nothing and turned to leave.

"Where are you going, zombie?" D.D asked in confusion.

Glover didn't even look back, and squeezed out a few words in a muffled voice:

"Change into dress."

But Thales looked at Miranda and frowned.

"But, Mira, how can you carry a sword like this?"

Miranda sighed:

"I know, I originally wanted to wear a suit that could carry weapons, even a knife, but they actually told me that they didn't have anything like that..."

"It's okay, ma'am," D.D suddenly appeared in front of her, with a sincere look on his face, "I can help you hold the sword all night long."

Miranda subconsciously took a step back, hugged Yingxiang to her chest, and looked at him with a strange expression.

"And me!" Nixi's eyes lit up and she squeezed in.

"Um, isn't this a bit..." Huaiya frowned.

"I'll do it," Glover's voice came from the dressing room, rather hesitantly, "I mean, I'll stand in the corner tonight."

"You don't have to bear the responsibility of guarding, madam, because a group of nobles will surround you and you won't be able to spare your hands. But if you insist," Paul Bozdov straightened his collar expressionlessly and stretched out his right hand, "my

Identity can stand closer to you."

"Ma'am, I can stay here tonight..."

"Madam is right, it is our duty to protect His Highness..."

"It's strange," Shi Tuo added in a sinister tone at the end, "Normally no one wants to help with the sword, even with the luggage."

this……

Thales, who couldn't bear to watch the room full of peacocks, sighed and shook his head: "Man."

"Quiet," Marius tried hard to shout away everyone, but obviously had little effect. "If it is really necessary, it doesn't matter whoever holds the sword..."

In the chaos and noise, Miranda's expression became increasingly ugly.

After a few seconds, she suddenly moved forward, silencing everyone.

Countless eyes looked at her expectantly.

"Sir Marius," Miranda came to the watchman unexpectedly. The eagle flew on her glove and brought it to the other person's eyes. "Can you please keep it for me?"

Amidst the disbelief, Mallos looked back at her in surprise.

"I, I can designate one person in the team to help..."

"But I heard that you are very knowledgeable about how to use swords, including sharp blades, right?" Miranda stood in front of Mallos, her eyes burning and radiant.

Ah? How to use a sharp blade?

Mallos was startled again.

"Fortunately," amidst the complicated eyes in the room, Mallos, who was a little confused, coughed and took Yingxiang, "I understand a little, I understand a little."

Miranda watched him take the sword and her eyes moved slightly.

"The Eagle is entrusted to your care, Tormund Mallos," Miranda looked at him as if looking at a prey, "I hope that one day, I can ask you for advice."

Despite the envious looks in the room, Mallos only felt that something was strange.

He reacted and looked at his subordinates.

Thales, who was last, naturally raised the book and firmly covered his face.

Miranda looked at the disappointed looks of the others and suddenly smiled, as if spring had returned to the earth: "I know what you are thinking."

"And that's why I hate wearing this thing."

I saw her expression turned cold:

"Why, haven't you ever seen a woman?"

Everyone was shocked, but Miranda had already turned around and left the room decisively: "Don't forget the time!"

"That..." D.D wanted to explain, but then he was stunned.

He's not the only one, there are others too.

The moment Miranda turned around, an ugly and ferocious scar was clearly visible on her smooth back shoulder.

It came out from under the light silk, scratched the skin, crossed the shoulders, reached the back of the neck, and then climbed up like a centipede, straight into the hair, and even took away a small piece of hair, exposing the scalp.

Miranda disappeared from sight.

But the appearance of the scar was like a heavy hammer striking out, shattering the intoxicating dream of spring and destroying all imaginary beauty. It was incompatible with the beautiful and elegant dress.

"It's the weapons of the Northlanders," Mallos' voice woke everyone up, "that leave such scars."

He lowered his head and lifted the eagle on his handle. His eyes were no longer the same.

"I guess that's not the only one."

Everyone in the room regained their vitality and began to perform their duties, and no one continued to chat.

"Wow," Wyatt sighed, "how did she survive?"

"You know, that thing," Doyle shrugged, "I have it too."

Behind everyone, Thales lowered his eyes and opened the "Emerald Mystery City Record" again.

Just when King Horace and Chief Cork refused to give in to each other, the royal family and Iris were at war with each other, and the kingdom was in extremely critical juncture, a young man went on the road alone and entered the precarious Emerald City.

He used clever means to first join the knight competition of the Kevin Deere family, and then fought all the way through it, until he was defeated by the Duke's eldest son in the final. He also won the respect of his opponent, and was able to join the "Kevin Deere" with many knights.

Do not surrender to the enemy" line.

But when the Duke of Cork asked him what reward he wanted at the banquet, the young man threw away his disguise and showed his family crest, which shocked everyone present. The third prince, Hyman Shining Star, came to the Emerald City in person to plead with the Duke of Cork.

I turned my enemies into friends and made peace with His Majesty the King.

Prince Heyman has a handsome appearance, good conversation, sharp skills, extraordinary courage, and the guarantee of the Duke's eldest son. He is highly praised by the Duke of Cork. But how can he be as arrogant and stubborn as the Prime Minister in front of a young boy?

He relented and refused to give in any words, until Heyman, who was polite before fighting, put away his smile, put on his royal demeanor, and made the same threat as his father:

Just before the banquet, his people had kidnapped Miss Regina, the daughter of the Duke of Cork. If the Duke did not obey, Kevin Dill's beloved daughter would be decapitated.

The Duke of Cork and his son were furious, and the knights on the south coast were also furious. The Duke's eldest son personally captured this despicable villain who had insulted the status of a prince, and forced him to find out where Miss Regina was hiding.

But when the Duke and the knights who were eager to save their daughter arrived, they saw Miss Regina standing in front of the house. She opened the door with a smile, and a bulging girl with only eight fingers walked out.

An awkward old man wearing a crown.

Amid the shock and amazement, Horace I, the eight-fingered king of the stars, reluctantly told the Duke of Cork:

He felt that it was indeed inconvenient to have two missing fingers.

Looking at His Majesty the King who was standing in front of him, and at Prince Heyman who had been beaten with a bruised nose and face, and his daughter who was full of complaints, the Duke of Cork was deeply touched when he understood. He threw away his sword and accepted the blame, and helped the King.

He got on his mount, then ordered the city gates to be opened wide, and welcomed the High King into the Emerald City with the highest standards of etiquette.
Chapter completed!
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