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Chapter 998 Farewell to the Princess

On the 30th day of Huixue in the year 529 of the Huo Yao Calendar, the 26th Doguland, Solandel van Doguland, known as the "Queen of Laurels", passed away in the Royal City at the age of 29.

Since the founding of Doguland in 529 years, there have been various monarchs, including wise rulers who worked hard to govern, and tyrants who brought chaos to the country, but no monarch of any generation has ever been as controversial as the Laurel Queen.

Among the people at that time, the evaluation of the Laurel Queen was polarized.

Some people think that she broke the old system, promulgated the New Deal, and brought a kingdom with deep-rooted slavery to a new era of equality for all. She is undoubtedly a pioneer, turning into a flame to illuminate the darkness.

Some people think that she is an out-and-out mediocre monarch. During her ten years in office, she seemed to have carried out vigorous reforms, but in fact, she accomplished nothing in the end. She ruined an originally prosperous kingdom and left everything in ruins.

Some people think that she is very mature, more mature than anyone else, because she has seen through the nature of faith and knows that if people in the world do not die in awe, they will never be the master of their own destiny, so she embarked on the road to fight against the gods.

Some people think she is childish, more childish than anyone else, because she actually wants to fight the gods with a mortal body in a world full of extraordinary beings, dreaming about a revolution without foundation, and intending to accomplish an impossible thing.

Some people feel that no matter what the outcome is, at least she did not seek any personal gain during her reign and dedicated everything she had to her people, so she should receive due respect.

Some people think that regardless of being a queen, just as a person, she can even abandon her relatives, friends and childhood friends, so what qualifications does she have to be respected by others?

There are many people who praise the Queen, and there are also many people who curse the Queen. They are arguing with each other and it seems that everyone has their own reasons.

But everyone seems to have forgotten one thing - she could have done otherwise.

Lord Solandel was in the flames of war. Although there was turmoil in the early days of her coronation, she was accompanied by strong ministers.

With the deterrent power of the regent, she could completely entrust the state affairs to her, stay in the palace or travel around, and no longer interfere with state affairs.

Under the rule of the regent, all forces that are contrary to the queen will be suppressed, and all behaviors or thoughts that are not conducive to the queen will be destroyed. Doguland's rule will be as solid as iron and stone, making any king in the past enviable.

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Is the aristocratic power rampant? What does it have to do with her, as long as she doesn't rebel.

Do ordinary people have dignity? What does it have to do with her? Just pay taxes on time.

Do thousands of slaves live like human beings? What does it have to do with her? What do animals have to care about?

As long as you turn a blind eye to all problems and marry your King, there will be no turmoil, no disputes, and nothing that will happen later.

She will spend her whole life in a fairy tale dream world, being a little princess who never needs to grow up in the arms of her lover.

But in the end, she chose to leave the fairy tale and face the cruel storm of reality.

For nothing else.

Because she treats everyone as a real person.

Because the world cannot hear the voices of the weak, only she hears those helpless cries.

She knows the people need her.

So she chose to stand up.

At this moment, all the past years have turned into smoke, and the destined death has become the queen's final song.

No one knows what she was thinking when she died, but one thing is for sure.

She died in despair.

She can't see the meaning on the road she has walked, and she can't see the future on the road ahead.

From birth, to growing up, to the end of her life, her life seemed to be nothingness without any trace.

The only thing she really owned, and what she never left behind until her death, seemed to be that long-lasting love.

So she chose to disappear and disappear forever in this world. She no longer had hope for everything she once cherished in her life, and she fulfilled the person who had been entangled with her for half her life with the most desperate death.

Let him no longer be restrained...to see the answer he has been chasing.

...

Today's royal city is immersed in extreme madness. Some people are desperate because they have not been able to receive divine care, while others are ecstatic because they have "become a god".

No matter what the outside world is like, a depressing atmosphere is shrouding the entire palace, and the high-hanging laurel flower king flag hangs feebly, as if frozen by ice and snow.

There was a flower coffin placed outside the palace hall, filled with pure white flowers. The light from the sky fell through the gaps in the clouds, illuminating the figure of Solandel in the coffin.

After Solandel ended her life with a fateful death, Ye Xiaochen and Luo Qingfeng had no hope of rescuing them. Knowing that all possibilities for dialogue were broken, they returned to the Far East overnight.

Solandel's body fell on the steps to ascend to the gods, and was almost eaten by the crazy people.

These ignorant people think that even if they are not blessed by divinity, since divinity comes from the queen's body, eating part of her body will have the same effect.

The crowd rushed to the God's Long Step like crazy, wanting to bite off a piece of flesh from Solandel's body, even if it meant drinking a mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, the garrison at the scene resisted desperately and protected Solandel's body from breaking through the encirclement, before bringing her back to the palace intact.

At this time, Solandel was lying in the flower coffin, with the string given to her by Kino still tied around her wrist. The magnificent red color was so dazzling against the white flower coffin, as if it was accompanying her to sleep.

Kino stood in front of the flower coffin and stared at Solandel, just like he had stared at her sleeping face countless times in the past. She was so quiet and peaceful, as if she had really fallen asleep and fallen into a long and distant dream.

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The snowflakes in the sky fell slowly, and one fell quietly on Solandel's face. Kino stretched out his hand to brush it away, but the temperature of his fingers turned the snowflakes into water, and slid silently down his cheek, like a drop.

tears.

"Niko..." Kino's voice came softly, "I want to eat apples."

Nicole wiped the tears from her eyes and asked, "Did she grow it?"

"Um."

"I'll get it for you."

It is not the season for apples to grow now, but there are many greenhouses in the palace specially used to cultivate off-season fruits. There is an apple tree in there that was planted by Solandel.

Nicole quickly took back an apple and handed it to Kino.

Kino took a bite, but before he could chew it, a strong bitterness burst out in his mouth, wreaking havoc on his taste buds, as if he had taken some kind of poison. He choked and spit the pulp directly to the ground.

Kino shook his head and threw the apple back: "You took it by mistake. I want the sweet one picked from her tree, not this ordinary apple."

Nicole froze on the spot and said cautiously: "Sir, this is what she picked from the tree."

Kino: "No, hers is sweet, this one is bitter, you got it wrong."

Nicole still wanted to explain, but suddenly realized something. She stared blankly at Kino's lonely back, and the look in her eyes quickly dimmed, filled with sadness.

She shed tears and her lips trembled slightly: "Yes, I made a mistake... This is not that sweet apple. The tree she planted has died..."

In the swaying wind and snow, Kino stood motionless in front of the flower coffin as if frozen. The stiff hand on the coffin slipped quietly and hung weakly on his leg.

Gradually, the snowflakes covered everything, and only faint sounds came from the pure white world.
Chapter completed!
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