Chapter 1321
Lorraine 9
Chapter 1321 Lorraine 9
"What a perfect excuse for existence!" The man in black robes simply took off his hood, revealing a handsome face with pointed ears to Tan You.
It was an extremely handsome face, yet it didn't appear effeminate at all. The moment Tan You saw him, she felt that any word used to describe beauty could be used to describe him.
The gasps and gasps that rose and fell in the square were all from people captivated by the man's beauty. Some even looked infatuated, as if they wanted to keep such a stunning beauty to themselves forever.
"Look at these people, look at the greed in their eyes. Do you still think that the existence of someone like me is justified?"
After seeing the other person's appearance clearly, Tan You didn't react much. Instead, she looked at them as if they were just a small flower or blade of grass by the roadside, far less stunning than others.
The man was surprised by Tan You's reaction. He looked at Tan You and smiled, "You are indeed extraordinary. Apart from Qi, no one looks at me with such calm eyes."
Tan You said seriously, "I still maintain that existence is its own justification. Your appearance is a gift from heaven; it's part of you. As for the various selfish desires that others have after seeing you, that's their business and has nothing to do with you."
Lan Yuan didn't expect Tan You to say that, so he pressed further: "Even if someone were to start a war to get me, do you still think that's not my fault?"
Tan You pondered for a moment: "I still believe you are innocent. Even if you are guilty, you are one of those who disregard the lives of others for their own selfish desires. In my view, there is no such thing as killing one person to save a hundred. Every being has the right to walk freely in the sunlight."
Lan Yuan's expression softened, and he took the initiative to bow to Tan You: "Lan Yuan, the patriarch of the fairy clan, greets the lord. I hope you will take good care of me in the future."
Tan You was hearing about the fairy race for the first time. She smiled and glanced at Lan Yuan's pointed ears: "You're too kind. I'm new here now, and I'll have to trouble Chief Lan to take care of me in the future."
In less than fifteen minutes, Red Dragon Chris was captured by Tan You, and the Nine-Star Undead Carlos who accompanied him chatted amiably with Tan You. The aloof Blue Iris was the first to greet Tan You, leaving only the Dark Elf Alina in the background.
Alina nodded slightly to Tan You: "Alina."
Tan You had no intention of trying to ingratiate herself with someone who wouldn't listen. She simply smiled faintly and said, "Did you come here today just to give me a hard time?"
Carlos chuckled: "The idea of a show of force came from Chris; that guy is the most belligerent. We're here to take you to the land of exile."
Tan You smiled enigmatically: "Oh? Really? Are you sure you didn't just come to watch the show?"
Carlos replied decisively, "I'm here to pick you up! I even brought you a treasure from our undead race."
He stretched out his right hand, and a long incantation rang out. A small, chair-shaped magical artifact appeared in his palm.
Lan Yuan, now hooded, raised an eyebrow slightly, while Alina's eyes widened in surprise, seemingly not expecting Carlos to produce such a thing. Could this new lord gain the throne's approval?
Tan You's gaze inevitably fell on the chair. After staring at it for two seconds, Tan You smiled: "The Bone Throne? It is indeed a good thing." "You are indeed its destined master," Carlos said, no longer smiling. He looked at the Bone Throne almost reverently: "The gods once prophesied that the master of the Bone Throne would lead the Land of Exile to glory, and the Land of Exile would also usher in peace and tranquility. Now it seems that it will come true."
He tossed the bone throne into the air, and the chair, originally only the size of a palm, grew larger and larger, becoming increasingly magnificent and terrifying. The throne was entirely made of bones, and its base was composed of the skulls of various powerful magical beasts.
Anyone who stares at this throne for three seconds will feel dizzy.
At this moment, the Paget family has become nothing more than a backdrop. With the appearance of races such as the Exiles, Lords, Elves, Undead, and Dark Elves, no one would have guessed that today is the wedding day of Williams and Lorraine.
Carlos looked up at the throne in mid-air, then turned slightly to look at Tan You: "Lord, please!"
Louis ran to Tan You's side and nervously grabbed her hand: "Elder sister!"
"It's alright," Tan You patted the little boy's head reassuringly, then stepped onto the stairs beneath the throne of bones. Even the stairs were made of countless piles of bones.
The moment Tan You stepped onto the first step, her skirt fluttered without wind. The white bones on the steps creaked and groaned, as if welcoming the queen's ascension to the throne.
It also seemed to be assessing Tan You's strength, considering whether she was qualified to be the master of the throne. Tan You seemed not to see the trembling bones beneath her feet. She stepped on these bones as lightly as a dragonfly skimming the water, her source energy flowing around her, forcefully suppressing the restless bones.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Tan You ascended the steps step by step and finally sat down in the very center of the throne. Just as she settled in, the throne trembled twice, as if making a final struggle.
Tan You sat motionless on the throne, a faint smile always playing on her lips. As the throne shook more violently, Tan You placed her right hand on the armrest: "If you keep behaving yourself, I'll break your bones. Then this bone throne will have no reason to exist."
The Bone Throne immediately calmed down. As a sacred object that had already gained sentience, it was afraid that Tan You would dismantle it without a word. How could she be so terrifying? Weren't humans supposed to be the most peace-loving race? Why was she shouting for war the moment she opened her mouth?
The Bone Throne finally fell silent, and the little black snake Jormungandr, which had been coiled around her wrist, slid off and circled the throne once.
Finally, the snake's body coiled around Tan You's feet like a mosquito coil, while its head rested on the armrest of the throne, within Tan You's reach.
Tan You raised her hand and patted Jormungandr's head, her gaze falling on the speechless Carlos: "How was it? Did I pass the test of the throne?"
Carlos forced a smile, his eyes darting back and forth between Jormungandr and the lecherous man: "Heh, we...we absolutely did not mean to test you, we wouldn't dare even if you gave us a hundred lives..."
Tan You remained noncommittal, simply stroking Jormungandr's head. Carlos wanted to gouge his own eyes out; that was Jormungandr, and now you were treating it like a pet?
The gods even gave it to you? They truly favor you!
Louis didn't care about any of that. Seeing that Tan You was settled on the throne, the little boy started climbing up to it. But the throne, which was as easy for Tan You to walk on, was only able to climb up the first step after a long time.