Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong
Chapter 1748 - Chapter 1748 Chapter 998 The Solemnity in the Reception Room

Chapter 1748: Chapter 998: The Solemnity in the Reception Room Chapter 1748: Chapter 998: The Solemnity in the Reception Room Gazing into Leo Ray’s resolute eyes, Wu Yan’s unspoken worries eased significantly, and he nodded, “With Your Excellency’s words, I am now reassured, and although my role is limited, I will fully support Your Excellency and Princess in protecting the Coldflame Kingdom.”

“Then I am counting on you, Mr. Nelsen. As long as we stand shoulder to shoulder, the dawn of Coldflame Kingdom will not be extinguished.”

Leo Ray took a slow, deep breath and felt a lot more at ease in his heart.

Mr. Nelsen’s power was at Tier 5 Eight Stars, merely a step away from being a Tier 5 Peak Expert, and among the Human Various Countries, he was part of the first rank of National Level powerhouses.

Under Mr. Nelsen’s command were the Imperial Guard Legion guarding the palace, as well as the Six Royal Army Corps, each force strong enough to rival even the elite legions of the Three Great Aristocratic Families, and perhaps even surpass them.

Additionally, the military authority over all the cities surrounding the Royal Capital that were under the Royal Family’s control also lay in Mr. Nelsen’s hands.

Together, they totaled the strength of 20 legions, which was undoubtedly a tremendous enhancement for Our Side that urgently required increased military strength!

“Thank you so much, Uncle Wilson.”

Seeing that everything was going smoothly, Ariel Watson’s pale and delicate face also revealed a touch of excitement and exhilaration as she smiled at Wu Wei.

“Princess is being too polite. It is the old minister’s greatest honor to see such a wise leader as Your Highness soon ascending the throne of Coldflame Kingdom. Finally, all the governmental affairs of Coldflame Kingdom and the palace will be back to normal,” Mr. Nelsen said, his voice full of relief, as if a heavy stone in his heart had finally been put down.

For a time, the previously somewhat solemn atmosphere in the Reception Hall lifted instantly.

With the dust of the struggle for the throne settling, it undoubtedly meant that the entire power center of the Coldflame Kingdom would gradually return to the correct path.

After all, during the previous power disputes, despite Mr. Nelsen and a loyal minority of nobles who still held allegiance to the Old King striving to maintain the operation of the Royal Capital and the Court, a large number of senior officials and generals were from various factions, leading to many important national institutions being in a state of shutdown, a situation of extreme chaos.

“Uncle Wilson, although my abilities are still somewhat limited, my love for Coldflame Kingdom will not be outdone by anyone,” Ariel Watson said with a face full of determination, nodding emphatically.

“Please, Your Highness, rest assured. When the time comes, the old minister, along with other old fellows, will support Your Highness with all our might.”

Mr. Nelsen’s voice once again became slightly more excited, involuntarily adding, “If Your Highness were seen being crowned, The Old King would certainly be very pleased.”

“Uncle Wilson, how is Father King doing now?”

Upon hearing Mr. Nelsen’s spontaneous words, Ariel Watson’s starry eyes dimmed, gripping the arms of her chair so tightly that even Leo Ray could clearly feel her body trembling slightly with worry.

Through in-depth exchanges with Ariel Watson, Leo Ray had already learned all about Princess Cold Flame.

Ariel Watson’s mother had passed away due to illness when she was very young, and the Old King had just subdued the Northern Territory, with political duties extremely busy, even residing in the Northern Territory for extended periods.

Therefore, the memories of Ariel Watson’s childhood consisted almost entirely of the Strict Princess Castle that she could never leave, the maids who treated her with utmost respect, and nothing more.

As a Royal Princess of esteemed status, what perplexed and puzzled young Ariel Watson was that, even the maids, who were always so respectful, would often talk about parents during their casual chats, telling each other about a mother’s love, a father’s hard work, and the beautiful times spent as a family in the afternoon leisure.

Yet, she, of noble birth, had no experiences of a warm family to call her own.

She only had memories of her ever-busy, stern Father King’s robust silhouette, and the late mother she occasionally heard about from her father’s mouth but could not remember.

As she grew older and gradually entered her rebellious period, Ariel Watson began, almost unconsciously, to turn that confusion into petulance and indifference, eventually becoming known among the ministers and nobility as the wilful Princess.

Eventually, with the Northern Territory becoming more stable, the Old King returned to the Royal Capital and finally had enough time to accompany his dearly loved daughter, whom he hardly ever got to see all year round.

For Ariel Watson, who had never experienced parental love, this was nothing less than a tremendous blessing.

Thus, the situation was self-evident; Ariel Watson certainly did not want to lose her newly regained father once again.

“Princess, I am not going to deceive you. His Majesty is still in that comatose state, and his breath is growing weaker,” Mr. Nelsen said after a long silence, revealing the truth: “Since you left the Royal Capital, Chief Light Bishop Lord Sewen and Master Clifford of the Royal Palace Pharmacist Team have consulted several times, but still, there is no solution. The only certainty is that His Majesty does not have much time left.”

“Is that so?”

Hearing this expected yet difficult to accept answer, Ariel Watson’s dark brows drooped, her voice thin as a thread, clearly suppressing the unease and sorrow in her heart.

Seeing this, Leo Ray stood up from his seat and gently patted the trembling shoulder of Princess Cold Flame, offering silent comfort.

Regarding Ariel Watson’s Father King, Leo Ray had heard her mention it many times; each time, one could detect the uncontrollable worry and sorrow of Princess Cold Flame.