Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

This will be a more grand coronation ceremony than when Pharodius was crowned king!

This is also a cycle of fate!

Sixteen years ago, Farodius officially embarked on the path to becoming the Hero King through cooperation with the Dragas family.

Sixteen years later, the Dragas family, swept out of power in Vistapa, will rise to the top again.

Vestapa, the Kingdom of God on earth, glory forever!

"Where's the time?"

"November 2."

……

Mary woke up in the early morning of February 2th.

With the faint light coming in from the window, she was surprised to find that she was not in a dungeon, but on a clean bed.

She looked around, confused.

Not long after, Hei Ying walked in from outside.

"Don't come over here!"

Mary was frightened again and kept moving back.

But this time Hei Ying didn't mean to scare her any further: "Stop screaming. If I really wanted to do something to you, you wouldn't wake up in bed."

Eh?

Mary was stunned.

It seems to be true.

But the unfamiliar environment still made her extremely uneasy: "So what do you want to do by bringing me here?"

"save you."

"what?"

Meili's eyes widened, she suspected that she had heard something wrong.

Ingrid will save her. The sun will rise from the west, right?

Hei Ying said, "You are a witch now, right?"

"!"

Mary jumped up as if she had been poked in the butt.

"No, I don't know what you are talking about. How could I be a witch!"

She puffed up her cheeks and her face turned red, looking like she was going to argue, but in fact she couldn't say a few words.

Hei Ying was too lazy to argue with her: "What's wrong with being a witch? I am a witch too."

Her hands turned into red crystals in front of Mary.

"I also know that you were turned into this by Chirac. In fact, Chirac has also turned into a witch. The Clos who stays by your side and monitors you now is Chirac in disguise."

Mary stared at her hands blankly, her mouth slightly open, unable to utter a word.

Are you surprised?

That’s right, who would have thought that she was really a witch, and Chloë was Sirak?

Hei Ying put away the red crystal in his hand.

At this moment, something unexpected happened. Mary jumped off the bed barefoot and threw herself directly into her arms.

"Woooooooo..."

Mary burst into tears.

This is not touching.

This was the final release of the fear that had been pent up for more than a year.

What the young king needed was never comfort, but a word of recognition, even if that recognition seemed casual.

What's wrong with a witch? I am a witch too.

She never thought that she would get recognition from Ingrid. She never thought that only in front of Ingrid would she not have to live in fear all day long because of the secret that she had become a witch.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I've done so many things to you, but you still came to save me."

Mary cried like a baby.

But in reality, she is indeed a child.

Nowadays, people as young as thirteen have already started to take on important responsibilities, but does that mean that children who take on important responsibilities are no longer children?

Black Ying looked down at Meili.

The crying appearance reminded her of her past self. The last time she cried like this was when Theresa wanted to abandon her. At that time, she also kept saying sorry to Theresa just like Mary did.

She was in a rather somber mood, for she was now standing somewhat like Theresa.

"Don't be so conceited. I didn't save you for you. I just wanted you to be a bargaining chip in Chirac's hands."

These words sounded a bit cold, but such coldness could not completely dispel Mary's enthusiasm. Mary hugged her even tighter.

Mary didn't care at all why she was saved. What she cared about was that she could find warmth from Ingrid.

Even if that warmth is filled with thorns, it is still warmth.

After struggling several times, Hei Ying gave up.

She didn't like Mary.

But, this is Farrow's child after all, so she will always be more tolerant.

So, she didn't push Mary away as resolutely as Theresa did.

In the moonlight before dawn, Mary was a little confused.

"Sister Ingrid."

"..."

"Can I call you that?"

"..."

“Then I shouted.”

"..."

During the days between the 14th and the 18th, Hei Ying did not wander around, but only went out occasionally to collect some intelligence.

The development of things could be said to be almost the same as she expected. If there was any difference, it was that the Grand Council was preparing to hold a prayer ceremony for Mary.

This was just what she wanted.

This is the highest stage prepared for Chirac, and this is her time to take the stage!

She told Mary about her plan because she needed her cooperation.

"Isn't this too risky? If the plan fails, your reputation will be completely ruined."

"I don't care about my reputation, I just want to crush Chirac, his ambition and pride, into the ground."

"OK then."

Mary agreed.

Ingrid quietly waited for the day of judgment.

time flies.

2 month 18 day.

early morning.

Mary lay on Ingrid's legs, but she didn't sleep well because she was waiting for dawn.

When the moonlight faded, when the sun rose above the horizon, when Hei Ying stood up.

"After the matter is accomplished, I will take away your throne. Are you still willing to help me?"

Meili nodded: "I do!"

"it is good."

Hei Ying changed clothes for both Mary and herself, then she took Mary's hand and walked into the grand and magnificent world outside!

……

That was in the newly built Vistapa Square in Vistapa City, that was under the huge statue of Farodius, that was in the majestic formation of the kingdom's army, and that was amid the cheers of the civilians of Vistapa City.

Chirac looked dignified standing next to the podium.

His face was full of solemnity, but his heart was filled with excitement.

This moment has finally arrived.

He walked up the stairs, step by step. With every step he took, the cheers around him grew louder.

In fact, he did not value this power as much as he does now in the past, but after being completely defeated by Farodius on the battlefield, he was no longer willing to stay behind the scenes.

He also wanted to stand in front of the stage, and he also wanted to feel the supreme power of controlling thousands of people.

"let's start."

A councillor whispered.

Chirac nodded.

Let’s start, from now on, let Verstappa feel his warmth!

He looked around, his eyes sweeping across the faces of the onlookers. After brewing his emotions for a long time, he began to read aloud the manuscript he had memorized yesterday.

Before she spoke these words, the Great Council had officially declared her to be Merry's replacement until she returned.

What we need to do now is to pray to the gods for Mary and declare the pride of Vestapa to Ingrid.

"Vistapa is a country that will not yield to a villain who breaks the rules, even if that person is the daughter of the Hero King, the famous Princess Ingrid!"

Countless cheers immediately rang out from the audience.

What an exciting statement this is!

The members of the Grand Council also nodded in satisfaction. At first they were worried that Chloë would not perform well, but Chloë not only behaved very calmly, but also directly led the emotions of everyone present. Isn't this much better than Mary?

Very good, keep up the good work and issue an ultimatum to Ingrid directly!

Chirac shouted: "Here..."

When he spoke, everyone knew he was going to make a big move, so they held their breath, waiting for the moment to break the ice.

"On behalf of Vistapa, I want to issue an ultimatum to Ingrid. We are proud Vistapa people. If you still remember your identity and the kindness of the Hero King, quickly bring Her Majesty Meili back. Otherwise, what awaits you will be..."

"The Fury of Vestapa!"

Chirac raised his right hand high, and along with it, the weapons held in the right hands of many soldiers of the Vistapa Kingdom Army were raised.

Kill, kill, kill!

Chirac smiled.

He likes this kind of high and mighty position where his words and actions can influence millions of people.

Oh God, look, this is the Kingdom of Vistapa that belongs to me, Chirac!

He raised his other hand as well, as if embracing the bright sunshine.

He expected louder cheers, but when he looked up, the cheers he expected did not come as expected. Instead, the square fell into an eerie silence.

what happened?

Chirac bowed his head.

He saw the crowd automatically split into two, leaving a passage leading to the platform, and two people stood in the middle of the passage.

One is Ingrid and the other is Mary!

"!"