Bishop Winster leaned over slightly and saluted respectfully.

His movements were standard and elegant, and he maintained them for a long time.

The Queen's disrespect for a long time, and Bishop Winster's head was not lifted for a long time.

It was not until the two sides were silent for a long time that Maria II sighed softly:

"Sir, Bishop... please don't give me a gift."

The voice was old and majestic, but it seemed that there was no longer the tenderness he had just called Bishop Winster.

Bishop Winster's movements paused slightly.

He slowly stood up, hiding from the mountains, and his complex eyes turned to the old queen again, but found that the other party no longer looked at him, but continued to look out the window.

Maria II was half lying on the bed.

The golden sunlight shone on her body, and the queen's slanted and long shadow cast on the soft and gorgeous elf carpet on the ground, making her already hunched and thin figure even thinner.

It is hard to imagine that such a weak and thin body carried the entire huge Holy Mannian Empire.

A gust of breeze blew out of the window, blowing Maria II's somewhat messy hair even more messy.

Her eyes stopped on the lonely tall and lush buckeye tree in the garden outside the window, staring at the lush branches and leaves, and looking at the birds jumping happily among the treetops, and were slightly dazed.

Bishop Winster recognized it as a tree planted with the Queen when she was young and she had not ascended the throne.

At that time, it was just a delicate sapling, but now it has a rich and huge shade.

However, the girl who used to giggle and run around the growing young trees was always stuck behind the girl like a follower, and the crying little ghost head never saw it again.

"His Excellency Bishop, I want to go to the palace tower to see it. Can you accompany me?"

A long time later, Maria II's voice came again.

Her voice was hoarse and majestic.

However, under his majesty, Bishop Winster seemed to hear a hint of begging filled with loneliness.

This made his refusal to "Your Majesty be weak and need to rest and not walk around" block his throat and was unable to say it for a long time.

With a sigh, Bishop Winster slowly turned around and looked out the door, intending to call the maid in, but was soon stopped by the Queen:

"Don't call anyone else, you and me, just support me and help me down..."

Bishop Winster beat again.

He hesitated for a moment, but in the face of Maria II's firm gaze, he sighed in his heart and went up to him.

Respectfully stretched out his hand, Bishop Winster helped Maria II up with the most standard action of the clergy to support the elderly queen during the ceremony.

The queen's body was thinner than she thought, and her arms had already dried up, like dead branches.

Bishop Winster supported her, but couldn't feel much weight.

"Your Majesty! Why are you getting up?!"

When the maids and guards were shocked when they saw the queen supported by Winster appear at the gate of the hall.

They wanted to come forward to help Maria II, but she shook her head to stop them:

"No need, I feel that I have some strength now. I want to go to the tower to see..."

"His Majesty……"

Looking at Maria II's trembling appearance, the maids and guards looked worried.

However, facing the queen's majestic and unquestionable gaze, they could only bow their heads and fall respectfully behind them, following them towards the tower in the palace.

The tower of the Royal Palace is the tallest building in the entire palace, where it overlooks the beautiful scenery of the entire Mannia city.

Maria II has always liked to climb the tower and look at the scenery of the capital from afar.

But since she was seriously ill two years ago, she has never been there again...

Winster supported the elderly queen and walked towards the tower.

They walked intermittently for twenty minutes, which can be reached in a distance of up to five minutes on weekdays.

After starting to climb the tower, Maria II's weak body was exhausted. Every few steps she took, she had to breathe and rest for a long time...

"Your Majesty...why...we'd better go back?"

Looking at the queen's difficult and painful appearance, Bishop Winster couldn't help but say.

Maria II did not answer, but shook her head firmly.

Her withered arm, one of which held the handrail tightly, kept holding Bishop Winster's shoulder tightly.

The trembling body was unprecedentedly determined.

Bishop Winster sighed secretly and quietly turned a trace of the power of faith into blessing and sent it into Maria II's body.

Maria II paused slightly.

The next moment, her movements seemed to be much more relaxed.

After a while, the two finally climbed to the tower, the highest point of the Imperial Palace.

Strongly standing out from Bishop Winster's support and rejecting the maid's support again, Maria II gasped and held the railing and came to the observation deck of the tower.

Standing on the stage, she looked outside the tower and looked at this beautiful city with the reputation of "the light of the empire".

Here, you can see the magnificent scenery of the entire Mannia City. Whether it is the tall landmark in the outer city, the Doloria Castle Prison, or the sacred and solemn Eternal Cathedral in the inner city, you can see clearly.

Here, you can see the crisscrossing streets in the city, the elegant buildings, and the sparse pedestrians on the street...

Maria II's eyes swept across the spire of the Eternal Cathedral, swept across the imperial flag flying on the Holy Square, swept across the gloomy and solemn Castle of Doloria at the end of the main road, and finally stayed in the red clouds in the sky that looked like flames...

The dusk is dim, the setting sun is like blood, and the sunset at the end of the sky is like a gold-edged sunset, and it is perfect at this time.

The light is shining, and the eye mask is like a dream, so unreal.

The church bells sounded, and flocks of white doves flew up from the square and flew around the towers in the city.

The sunset shone golden light on the earth, and the entire Mania city was covered with golden gauze like cicada wings, and even the earth was covered with mysterious colors.

Looking at the magnificent scenery under the afterglow of the sunset, the queen's eyes were a little confused.

She stretched out her hand gently and poked into the air, as if she wanted to grab something, but in the end, she slowly retracted...

"It's dusk..."

Maria II sighed softly.

"Yes, your majesty, it's already dusk."

Bishop Winster sighed.

Maria II nodded slightly, her turbid gaze turned into the distance, and finally stopped at the Gray Castle of the Noble Parliament next to the Holy Square.

Her eyes suddenly became a little dim.

“Is the Grand Parliament… not over yet?”

she asked.

"Back to your Majesty, not yet."

Bishop Winster replied.

After hearing his words, the elderly queen seemed to have thought of something, and she sneered and slowly shook her head:

"Are you all quarreling about who will succeed to the throne? These borers have everything in their hearts, but there is no Holy Mannian Empire..."

Bishop Winster was silent and did not answer the topic of Maria II.

After Maria II said a few words, she saw that the other party did not respond and seemed to have lost interest.

She quietly looked at the sunset in the sky and stopped talking.

Gradually, the sunset gradually restrained its light and became gentle.

It walks slowly like a human being, slowly approaching the distant mountains.

The glory is no longer dazzling, it is just a red ball, like a magic lamp with soft flames.

"His Excellency Bishop, can I ask you something?"

The queen suddenly spoke again.

"Your Majesty, please tell me."

Bishop Winster said respectfully.

Maria II slowly turned around and looked at him.

A trace of silence appeared in her turbid emerald eyes:

"Politics is cruel, but there is no little Teresa."

"I never trained her as an heir. She should have been a carefree girl..."

As he said that, Maria fell in love with Bishop Winster, and her eyes were filled with a hint of prayer:
To be continued...