When Isabel gave her clear opinion, the Justice who had been quite insistent before unexpectedly chose to obey.
After everyone agreed, the matter was finalized.
The public opinion issues that may be faced in the future, as well as the plans for various emergencies, are all handed over to the Grand Justice Arius. Let him go back to discuss with Mycroft and come up with several options.
After the Great Guardian and the Great Justice left, Ligeia did not choose to follow them.
She just looked at Isabel with relief - although Ligeia looked a little awkward in her current little girl's appearance, it was surprisingly not inappropriate.
She came over with a smile, jumped into Isabel's arms, and gently touched Isabel's head.
"Grow up, little Isa."
Like a little adult, Ligeia gently stroked Isabel's long, silky pale blond hair, touching her forehead with hers. Isabel's forehead touched lightly: "Now I finally look like a monarch."
Isabel lowered her head slightly and hugged Ligeia's waist with her backhand.
Feeling the senior's dragon tail gently sweeping and slapping her calf, Isabel's eyes also became nostalgic: "Yes..."
If she had put it a year ago... no, even just half a year ago, she would not have imagined that she would have grown to this extent.
She still clearly remembers what she looked like before meeting Aiwass.
——I have not experienced any unforgettable tragedy, nor have I felt any heart-wrenching torture. In this way, in a few months, I grew to a level that I could not even imagine in the past.
"...Perhaps, love and hope can make people progress more than suffering."
Isabel said softly.
She is the person with the most authority to say this - because she has long been accustomed to running away and enduring. If there was any painful experience that forced her to choose to change herself, I'm afraid that by the time she made up her mind to act, she would have been tortured until she was covered in bruises and had no strength.
"Not everyone is born strong, little Isa. Only steel can be reborn in the fire, and the hardest wood will only be burned by the fire."
Ligeia She comforted softly, turning her head slightly like a grandmother, and gently touched Isabel's forehead with her forehead.
She used a soft voice like telling a story to a child, saying something she had not told Isabel: "But wood is not worth less than steel. There are always some things that are made of metal. Nothing can be done with wood."
"...You have never told me such a thing before"
Isabel said half-complainingly, half-coquettishly. With.
But Ligeia’s childlike voice sounded mature, steady and kind: “Because you were too confused at that time. People who are lost cannot understand., and can’t remember these big principles. Great principles are never for confused people. Confused people just want to know how to take the next step.
"It is precisely because you have grown that I am telling you this. I am just telling you why you have become so powerful... to let you know that this is not an accident, let alone a miracle. I just want to tell you... you are really good, Isabel, you came out stronger."
I am really good...
Hear. Here, Isabel's eyes were subconsciously filled with tears.
That is not a grievance, nor is it sadness. Instead, there is an extremely refreshing feeling of relief.
Just like the crisp autumn air, blue sky and white clouds. Opening your arms to the sky and shouting loudly, the sun is shining like a cool rain on your body.
Isabel quietly shed a few tears, but did not sob or cry. She just lowered her head mischievously, wiped away her tears with Ligeia's shoulder, and then showed a coquettish and innocent smile to the elder.
She said with some nostalgia: "Actually, I just... experienced a nightmare."
"In another possible development of the world, I saw Avalon Falling apart. A fake took my place, and I had no choice but to flee overseas with Aiwass.
"The 'authority' that people emphasize and seem to be useless without can protect nothing in that level of chaos. The glass island turned into a sea of fire, and the knights fought each other. No one can protect The people, just like no one can protect Avalon
"So, I thought...'authority' is too fragile. Only when everyone believes in it will it have irreplaceable value.
"But if a person really falls into a desperate situation one day, and the day comes when he can only believe in 'authority', it will not be able to protect him."
Isabel's eyes Clear and bright, the eyes that had just cried were as bright as polished emeralds.
"Only you can trust yourself - only by making Avalon strong can you avoid various disasters. And if Avalon is strong enough, then what's the need for the 'authoritarian' way? ? If Avalon can only pursue the path of authoritarianism, how can it become stronger?"
"...That's it."
Ligeia nodded slightly and sighed. : "That's what you want to understand."
"Of course," Isabel added with a smile, "The main thing is Aiwass."
"That little fox?"< /p>
"Because I don't want to disappoint him, because I don't want to become a puppet and be used against him..."
Isabel said softly, looking down at her fingers.
It is slender and fair, and is a good hand at playing the piano. But it is so fragile, but it has the great power to control the entire kingdom, and even multiple kingdoms - you only need to sign a name to change itThe fate of tens of thousands, even millions of people.
"...But these are not the reasons why I am so tough today."
Isabel said: "It is just 'not wanting', it is my 'fear'. But what really makes me What becomes stronger is 'hope'.
"——I hope that one day, Avalon will not encounter the disaster I encountered in my nightmare.
“——I hope that one day, Avalonians can hold their chests and heads high and say that they are Avalonians, without being discriminated against, disgusted or feared by people from other countries.
“——I hope that when people call Aiwass, they can call him Isabel’s partner; instead of calling me Aiwass’s wife.
“——I hope my grandmother can be proud of me, and I hope that Avalon will become better from me instead of worse.
”——I hope that I will be too Can protect Aiwass, share his worries and become his protector. Not just as a warm harbor, not as a drag on him and the girls he protects.
"I hope I can be a good monarch, a good wife, a good mother, a good artist. And, a good, good person."
p>The young queen's eyes sparkled.
Ligeia could feel that Isabel slowly clenched her fists. She exerted a little force on her forearms and gradually sat upright.
"As a monarch, I should have the capacity to accommodate all my subjects. As a good monarch, it is not enough to just 'follow conventions' and 'maintain the status quo' - I want to Decide, I will take responsibility
"If the Silver Crowned Dragon disagrees, I will do my best to convince him. If people don't understand me, I will let them understand me. If other countries plan to take advantage of this opportunity to launch attacks, I will never back down.
"Avalon deserves a change——"
When Isabel said this, she couldn't help but sit up straight. This caused Ligeia to slip off her body and hit the desk.
In the corner of the desk, there was a vase that was shaking and about to fall over.
Ligeia jumped to the opposite side of the desk with a light backflip, and picked up the vase before it hit the ground.
She turned her gaze to the table.
The vase seemed to have been placed on a book with an uneven cover, which is why it was about to fall due to such a degree of collision.
""The Diplomacy of the Elves"..."
Ligeia murmured to herself and picked up the book: "Is there something in it?"< /p>
Isabel didn’t react at first—until she saw the cover of the book Ligeia picked up.
The gleaming aura on her body suddenly stagnated.
"Hey...Hey? Wait, wait...that doesn't work! Don't look at it!"
But Isabel responded.It was too late when she responded - when she said it, Ligeia had already taken out the book.
She glanced at Isabel with a strange expression, and obeyed Isabel's order without opening the book. Just put it on the table and pushed it back gently.
Isabel was in a hurry as if she had been electrocuted. In the end, she couldn't find a place to put it, so she could only throw it into the drawer with a blushing face.
"...How should I put it, Your Majesty? I don't recommend getting this kind of book mat and vase."
Ligeia coughed lightly and reminded seriously: "Your grandmother ——That is, when the queen was on the throne, she would put the book on the desk when faced with this situation
"...Eh? "
Isabel was stunned for a moment. She lowered her head and searched but still couldn't find it. So she could only look up and ask for help: "Where? ”
Ligeia walked over skillfully, twisted a ruby handle on the side of the desk, screwed the Queen’s desk back, and it will be hidden under the desk. No matter how you touch the desk, remember not to put anything too heavy. , but a few books are still okay."
"How amazing!"
Isabel exclaimed: "Is this a secret grid?"
" This can probably only be said to be a relatively hidden shelf."
Ligeia said casually.
She smiled and saluted Isabel: "If nothing goes wrong, I will resign - by the way, Your Majesty. You can ask the ritual master to check your suitability for the road. I think you are now She should already be adaptable to the authoritarian path."
Isabel naturally believed in Ligeia.
She is the person who has gone the furthest on the road to authoritarianism in the world.
——What an irony.
As a monarch who has no adaptability to the authoritarian path, when he finally gained the approval of the ministers and planned to eliminate the concept of "illegal path", he suddenly became adaptable to the authoritarian path. Sex...
"Even so, it will never shake my determination."
Isabel said with certainty.
Ligeia nodded happily: "That's good."
When she walked to the door, she smiled and greeted the Queen's guard at the door. After opening the door, as if something suddenly occurred to him, he turned back and added: "By the way, Your Majesty. I have actually read that book - it's quite boring.
"If you like this, , I also have some collector's editions here that are not available on the market. I'll bring it to you tonight. ”
After that, Ligeia quickly closed the door and left.
Only the Queen’s guards were left laughing lowly, and Isabel covering her face and whimpering. .
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