"Then we should go back now."
Rayon preached the logical point. Isn't that what it is to be a royal man and the next king?
But Leona, she didn't shake her head vertically.
"I know the ceremony is of paramount importance. But I can't let my friend's invitation go down."
"Friends..."
"Uhm!"
It seemed to me that Leona saw a boy who, when he nodded powerfully at Leon's words, was also clinging to being shaken off the back of a silver-haired lion and Princess Demon sitting flat.
It was, for one thing, the two of us' fault that Leona was blasting through the royal palace driving Rayon.
Try Rayon, the guardian beast of Gandhia, and you'll find it troublesome. but at the same time, from above who has been Leona's guardian and watching over her more than her real parents, there has never been a more reliable being.
There are unlimited numbers of people in Leona who can be called friends.
There are many people involved with Leona. That's what countless people are doing and everyone cares about Leona from the bottom of their heart. But what can be considered a true friend to Leona is about Mirell-Ragnahorn, the orphan of the military god Nares, after whom are the two who are now grabbing and sitting on his back.
It was in the middle of a war when it came to why the princess of the demon king of Mechidsar and the guardian son of Enjour could have been in a pattern long enough to get to know the princess of Gandia and call her friend.
Three years ago, Leona at the time, much more a child than she is now, could only send the soldiers out to battlefields where death and despair travel. It's natural because I'm a child, but I guess I couldn't accept that logic because I'm a child. I was thrashed and mourned by my powerlessness, which I could only hope for the safety of the soldiers and pray for victory.
I guess the innocence of being a child made you do that.
It was Luca, the princess of the demon king, and Rain-Diffon, the son of guardians, who had such similar feelings to Leona.
The three began to share their feelings early on when they met and behave as if they had been friends for years.
Furthermore, the greatest act of betrayal ever committed at the end of the war united the three feelings that had seen heroes in Setuna.
Three years after that.
Though we hardly ever had a chance to meet, there was a long exchange of letters between the three of us, and it was Layone who was smiling at how it looked to hide what.
Leona, born and raised as much as possible as the queen of nascent gandia, can only return to being just an innocent child for a time in contact with children her age, and nothing is more honorable than that time, Leon thought.
So I couldn't disagree with Leona when she rode Luca's proposal or when all three of them came up on his back.
It is the Great Hall of the Royal Palace, where strict and extreme security and surveillance have blinded our eyes, that if we get out carefully and carefully, the rest is easy.
It does not exist in this royal palace, such as that which hinders Gandia's path to the guardian beast Rayon. Whether you're a heavy minister, a Kingsguard, or a guard, you can't hold him back. Even if it was the Empress of this country.
He is the guardian beast of Gandhia and the Spirit who has been watching him since his founding.
Although that blessing did not contribute to Gandia's history, it is for one thing thanks to him that Leona is able to grow so successfully and splendidly.
Yes, he was proud, and his work was almost acknowledged by everyone.
Even Leona thanked Leon. For the most part, it would appear that you can follow Rayon's words and draw in your own opinions. He admires Rayon as his father did and admires me as his mother did. Sometimes, he treated me like a friend.
Leona loved Leon like that, and he shook off his advice and showed a certain understanding that he'd gotten on Princess Demon's suggestion, because he knew Leona very well.
Either way, at the dawn when Gandhia was rebuilt, he firmly recognizes with his little head that he would be in a position to be a queen and pull the country, even though he was young.
It is Leona who, day and night, encourages study, drills, trains and learns etiquette as much as possible to be the person who deserves the queen of the land of lions.
It's such a Leona that you should painfully understand the seriousness of this ceremony, but.
"I don't have a choice."
"Hmm. I don't have a choice."
The moment he goes outside the royal palace, he sticks out his head he was hiding in the furrows, and Leona nods to Eagle Deep.
"I will go to a hell of a battlefield if my friend asks me to."
As Leona vociferously affirmed, the other on his back grinned lightly.
"Hell awaits after this. Princess Lion."
"Why are you acting like someone else... Luca invited you?"
Rain as he grabbed hard as he couldn't shake it off Rayon's back.
"Oh, Rayne. How long have you been able to give this Luca your opinion?"
"Mm. It's Luca. How long has it been since you've been able to talk to Rayne like that?
"Oh, you didn't know, Princess Lion. Rayne is with Luca's servant."
"Shh, shh...?
"My dear friend."
"Oh well..."
"Rayne, don't convince me. A servant."
(Totally......)
It was a pleasant one, and Rayon felt indescribable to the three children who had just begun an irregular argument on his back.
Countless gazes are descending from their surroundings overhead along with the sunshine so calm and vivid that it doesn't even seem winter, but they don't mean it at all. Should I call it a big guy or not know something scary about a child's death?
Whatever it was, Rayon had no choice but to flaunt the countless dragon genus that were encircling the royal palace of White Asia.
The Dragon genus is also an invitation to the ceremony.
But because it was too huge to enter the Great Hall of the Royal Palace, it freed the open space around the Royal Palace as a venue for the genus Dragon. There, dragons in various shapes were gathering in a narrow area, watching and bickering inside the venue projected over it.
Then I heard two different voices.
"What. Who do you think is the star of the ceremony?"
"Are you sure you want to stay here? The princess of the land of lions?
One is a melancholy but powerful voice somewhere, the other as soft as this out-of-season sunshine, a mother's kind voice that envelops everything. Both are women's voices, but the former voice was youthful and the latter's voice made me feel the way things were for so long that I was ridiculous, such as thinking about my age.
I also knew that the Lord of that voice was Ramlesia-Syfa Dorrus, Mad Queen in pale white, and Langwin-Sylfe Dorrus, Spiritual Emperor in silver, without looking.
Okay, but there was something I couldn't solve.
Regardless, Ramlesia is about how Langwin, who boasts a tremendous body, was able to show himself on this occasion.
The giant body of Langwin was like a mountain range, so much so that it was said that only a light movement would change the shape of the earth. It would easily crush the royal palace in the process of being built, etc.