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"what is this?"

As he spoke, Rob opened the box.

Then...

As a dazzling light flashed by, the atmosphere in the entire room instantly froze.

Because it was clearly a vow ring.

"Oh my god, I didn't know there was such a thing."

The head maid looked at everything before her, a subtle, enigmatic smile playing on her lips.

"No, Richelieu, what do you mean by this?"

Rob was completely bewildered.

Even assuming it's a vow, the oath ring should be given by Robb to Richelieu.

He had never heard of ships giving rings to their commanders.

"Hmm~ how should I put it?"

Richelieu looked at Rob with a smile.

"As the flagship of the faction, it naturally needs to be linked with the supreme commander, doesn't it?"

"Besides, I was originally the commander's ship."

"So, I hope that you will personally place this vow ring on my finger during the upcoming coronation ceremony."

"Although, it would have been more appropriate for the commander to hand over the Oath Ring to me from the beginning."

"But the current commander doesn't have it with him, does he?"

"Then I'll have to take care of the preparations."

"Commander, you wouldn't... be unwilling, would you?"

As he said this, Richelieu looked at Rob with hopeful eyes.

"Are you trying to kill me?"

With a sigh, Rob closed the box and put it in his pocket.

Given that his relationship with Richelieu had reached this point, there was nothing wrong with the oath.

Rob's concern was that if his relationship with Richelieu was confirmed, wouldn't all the other rumors about him also be true?

His reputation is probably truly beyond saving, isn't it?

Chapter 673: The Time of Crowning

Sanssouci Palace.

The magnificent hall was now bustling with people.

Characters from all factions gathered together, waiting for today's protagonist to make his appearance.

"Hmph~ How dare you keep me waiting for so long! I think Richelieu really doesn't take me seriously!"

Queen Elizabeth, who was present in person, was probably already losing patience.

Even so, there is still a little while before the officially announced start time.

However, in her view, this was the capriciousness of a queen, and others had no reason to criticize her.

"Your Majesty, please calm down."

The war-weary men who had accompanied Queen Elizabeth were now forced to play the role of appeasing their own queen.

Fortunately, she was very skilled at this task.

On the other side, Essex, the representative from the White Eagles, was standing nervously next to the Eastern Empire delegation.

Rob's family business, dressed in formal attire, was sitting here somewhat bored.

Meanwhile, the company also noticed Essex glancing at them from time to time.

The company had some impression of this American aircraft carrier, but not much.

In her opinion, this ship... gave off a strange feeling?

It seems that she always appears very nervous when she is in front of herself or another version of herself?

(What is it about me that's frightening her? That shouldn't be the case, right?)

However, unlike the other company, this one from Rob's family, when faced with something she can't figure out, she quickly puts it out of her mind, which is what makes her stand out.

(Oh well, it's not that great to look at anyway.)

...

When Clemenceau appeared in the most prominent position in the hall, the once lively hall gradually quieted down.

Everyone knew it had begun.

Accompanied by Joan of Arc and Marseillaise, Richelieu, dressed in his finest attire, slowly entered the hall through a side door, stepping onto a large red carpet.

Richelieu slowly walked up to Clemenceau and then knelt down on one knee.

Clemenceau took the Holy Throne Crown from the terrifying hands beside him.

“In the past, Cardinal Richelieu was entrusted with a critical mission to seek help from allies when his country was in danger.”

"Fortunately, she brought us the most solid and reliable ally."

"No, to be precise, they should be called saviors."

"Now, with the help of Richelieu and that reliable ally, the once divided theocracy has been reunited under the Iris banner."

"Therefore, on behalf of the Holy See, I express my heartfelt gratitude to Bishop Richelieu for everything he has done for the Iris Kingdom."

"We also retract the accusations and punishments previously imposed on Bishop Richelieu by the Vatican due to a misjudgment, and express our sincere apologies."

At this point, Clemenceau's eyes swept across the entire hall.

All eyes were now focused on Clemenceau.

"Now, a new day is about to begin for the Iris Theocracy."

"The newly reborn Iris Kingdom also needs a new leader to guide it forward."

"So, Bishop Richelieu, are you willing to carry the hopes of the people, lead the Iris, and go into the future to assume the next Holy See?"

Having said all this, Clemenceau straightened up.

She held the "crown" high in her hand, awaiting Richelieu's answer.

...

"I—will become the Holy See."

"In order to restore the glory of the Holy Kingdom."

With that, Richelieu stood up.

However, she did not accept the Holy Throne Crown.

"Back then, I went to Donghuang, where I learned many different things."

"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. This is a saying I learned in Donghuang."

“The true ‘holy seat’ should be chosen by the people, not—a so-called crown.”

"Moreover, after experiencing some things, I also discovered another truth about the crown."

"That's right, it carries a lot of meaning for us."

"However, at the same time, it is also a product of Siren technology."

"At some point in the past, our most sacred crown was replaced by the Sirens."

"How can we leave behind this Siren technology within the newly formed iris?"

Having said that, Richelieu took the "Holy Crown" from Clemenceau's hands with one hand.

"I am the king, and I hold the crown."

"Superfluous things need not be kept."

Golden rays of light emanated from Richelieu's body.

This caused a gasp of surprise from the spectators watching the ceremony.

The next moment, the exclamation almost blew the ceiling off Sanssouci Palace.

Golden light began to gather in Richelieu's hand that held the Holy See crown.

The pure white crown of the Holy Throne, illuminated by the golden light, gradually turned into specks of dust, drifting away in all directions.

...

The Holy See crown, passed down through generations in the Iris Theocracy, was destroyed by the new Holy See himself.

Those of you here are practically guaranteed to be on tomorrow's front page.

It's easy to imagine that this news will spread throughout the world tomorrow.

However, they ultimately underestimated Richelieu.

"Please be quiet for a moment, everyone. We can save the cheers for later. Well, consider this a small personal request."

As he spoke, a playful expression appeared on Richelieu's face.

This made the guests present exclaim that they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"Now, I am about to issue my first order upon taking office."

"From this moment forward, Mr. Robb shall assume the position of Supreme Commander of the Iris Theocracy."

"Okay, that's it. Everyone can clap now!"

As he spoke, Richelieu looked at the door he had just come out of.

And at that very moment, Rob appeared.

Compared to before, Luo's appearance did not cause much of a stir.

Everyone had a certain expectation that this would happen.

What surprised them was how quickly Richelieu had acted.

Robb, dressed in his brand-new uniform, approached Richelieu and Clemenceau.

He glanced at the "audience" below the stage and thought to himself that after today, he would probably be really finished.

Yes, completely.

"Richelio, I'm glad your long-cherished wish has been fulfilled."

"I don't have anything else to give you."

"You have already sacrificed enough for your country, and it's time to try to pursue your own little happiness."

After saying that, Rob took out the small box containing the Oath Ring from his uniform pocket.

"Then, Madam Richelieu, would you mind if I helped you search for your little happiness?"

Upon opening the box, the Oath Ring shimmered brilliantly under the light.

Instantly, all the guests in the audience held their breath.

Compared to Richelieu's recent coronation, this is the real big one that's coming!

"Of course!"

Richelieu nodded, then extended his white palm.

When Robb personally placed the vow ring on Richelieu's ring finger, and at the same time, the newly appointed Holy See passionately rushed into Robb's arms, the cheers and gasps of amazement shook the entire Sanssouci Palace.

Chapter 674: Clements, the Fire-Stirring Immortal

As Robb and Richelieu parted ways, and the Holy See looked at the guests with a happy expression, everyone gradually calmed down.

It's worth noting that the rumors about Rob and Richelieu's affair had been circulating for quite some time.

Now, this rumor has been definitively confirmed.