nownovels Chapter 220 The Falling Crown
Chapter 220 The Falling Crown
From their attire and demeanor, these two people should be the old king and queen of the Horadric Kingdom.
In the ranking competition instance, the princess and stepmother have a relationship of "you die, I live."
The stepmother's background is the Snowfield City.
So, it's not hard to understand why Delia pulled out her stepmother to sacrifice her before launching a war against Snowfield City.
"So, what did Princess Delia go through after the defeat of Demon Dragon City?"
Chen Yu continued to look at Delia, who was being controlled by several Rank Four warriors.
On the carriage, the queen sat proudly without any movement.
The old king's expression was unpleasant.
With a sigh, he stood up, got off the carriage, and came to Delia's side.
Delia's face remained calm. "Father, is this the result you wanted?"
The old king smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Come back with me. Don't worry, I will protect you."
"Protect me? Do you have the ability?" Delia sneered.
"I have my ways. Does what you're doing have any meaning?" The old king's face was complicated.
"I am also fighting in my own way, that's all," Princess Delia said coldly.
The old king remained silent for a long time, slowly taking off the golden crown on his head.
The middle-aged old king's trembling hands resembled those of a dying old man.
The crown slipped from his hands and fell into the bloody and muddy ground.
The golden crown rolled twice in the mud and stopped steadily at Delia's feet.
Delia bent down, picked up the crown, and meticulously wiped it clean.
This action left crimson bloodstains and black mud on her pristine white sand gloves.
"Father, your crown."
Delia held the crown in both hands, gesturing to the old king.
The old king did not take it, but lowered his head slightly.
Delia took the opportunity to put it back on the old king's head.
Her expression was solemn, as if she were a bishop crowning a newly enthroned king.
"Your Majesty, Princess, please..."
Two Rank Four warriors spoke up.
"Alright, alright."
The old king nodded and returned to the carriage on his own.
"Your Majesty," the queen in the carriage smiled, "today, we have defeated a powerful enemy and welcomed back the princess."
"It's a joyous day, why did you sigh?"
"Yes, yes! We have reclaimed the kingdom's territory today, I should be happy." The old king forced a smile in response.
The queen smiled satisfactorily and turned her gaze to Princess Delia.
Princess Delia remained standing in place.
"Princess, please get on the carriage," a Rank Four warrior said to her again.
"Wait." Delia said calmly, "There is still something I haven't taken."
The Rank Four warrior looked at the queen.
The queen nodded gently.
After a moment, a female servant cautiously walked out of Demon Dragon City's gate.
In her arms, she held a picture frame.
The picture frame was about one meter square, covering most of the servant's body.
Princess Delia took the picture frame from the servant's hand and stepped onto the carriage.
"It seems that the enemy did not mistreat our princess, she even has the interest to learn painting."
The queen looked at the picture frame with interest.
The content of the painting was very simple, with two faint curved lines in the center, vertically spanning the entire painting.
On the edge of the scroll, there are scattered green dots that resemble leaves.
"It seems that this painting is not yet finished. Why did you frame it, Your Highness?" the queen asked casually. "Don't you think it's ridiculous to dress up something so meaningless?"
"To adorn something so insignificant, as if it were a masterpiece by a master."
Her mockery was not aimed at Delia's painting skills, but rather a sarcastic remark about her overestimation of herself.
She didn't know why Delia carried such a painting, but that didn't stop her from taking the opportunity to mock the loser.
"My queen," Delia smiled faintly, "I must correct you. This painting is not an unfinished work."
"Nor is it something inexplicable."
"It is the will of the gods!"
"Hehehe!" the queen chuckled, covering her mouth. "My princess, it seems that the Dark Cult has instilled some extraordinary things in you, hasn't it?"
"I must remind you, my princess, that the god worshipped by the Dark Cult is not like this!"
"The god of the Dark Cult?" Princess Delia looked disdainful. "Unfortunately, that kind of thing cannot be compared to my Lord."
"Oh, my poor princess," the queen showed a pitying expression. "When people are feeling down, they always imagine a deity who can save them. Unfortunately, false things cannot truly save them."
"False?" Princess Delia looked at the queen as if she were looking at ants in a box.
"Have you ever thought that perhaps you are the false one?"
"Have you ever thought that maybe you are just a puppet fabricated by some great being for amusement?"
"What are you talking about?!" the queen couldn't help but frown.
Delia was clearly a failure, yet she spoke to her with such a superior attitude, which made her very uncomfortable.
The content of her words, combined with her unwavering expression, made her feel somewhat frightened.
"Heh." Delia sneered contemptuously. "Just as ants don't understand what humans are."
"You will never understand the greatness of my Lord!"
"But, you don't need to know, because you are about to be [eaten]."
Delia stopped speaking and leaned the frame against the edge of the carriage.
Kneeling in front of the frame, she clasped her hands together and began to pray devoutly.
"You!"
The inexplicable unease in her heart made the queen even angrier.
She coldly turned her head to look at the old king.
"Your Majesty, I believe that after the princess was taken hostage, her soul was damaged, and an evil spirit is attempting to possess her body."
"I can make the decision to send Princess Delia to the grand cathedral in the capital of the Stuart Empire, where the Archbishop of the Church can baptize her."
"In addition, the princess has reached the age to marry."
"The prince of the empire would be happy to take care of her."
The old king remained silent, his expression desolate.
"That's settled then." The queen completely disregarded the old king's reaction and spoke to herself.
No one noticed that on top of the carriage,
Apart from the old king, the queen, Princess Delia, and the two maids, there was a sixth person present.
Of course, compared to the other five, this sixth person was as good as nonexistent.
This ideal sixth person was none other than Chen Yu.
After the instance ended and entered the plot mode, all NPCs, including monsters, disappeared.
Everything he saw was like a mirage or a 3D projection.
The plot characters couldn't affect him, and he couldn't affect the plot.
Chen Yu speculated that the instance was wrapping up with a normal ending, which caused the monsters and NPCs to transform into subsequent plot characters.
When he used to run instances, he would clear the entire instance.
But every time he finished, he would be kicked out, and there would be no plot for him to see.
This instance plot filled in some missing information for him.
In the real timeline, Princess Delia was indeed captured after the Demon Dragon City battle.
However, how she managed to turn the tables in between remained a mystery.