"That's it, so that the child will not be fed by those damn monsters to the monsters. Even if he starves to death, it will be better than that kind of death."

Hearing this, the young mother resisted even more intensely, and the child who froze to death and starved to death seemed not much better.

Moreover, she really wants children.

The man raised his hand and wanted to slap her, but was held by his companion behind him.

"We are lucky to be able to leave tonight, and we have to go to the tribal merchants to transport goods."

Another man in a white robe grabbed the sad woman's hand and said slowly.

"Asav is paying attention to him, and the gods will heal him."

"Let's go, we have to leave."

Not long after, several men carried this sad mother away from this abandoned land.

In the shadows, the light flashes and darkness.

In the Lemia Palace on the other end, the moonlight shone under the blinds, the sea breeze flowed through the city wall and the leaves of the fan blew on the face, and Nephreta personally painted a handwritten envelope in the faint lighting.

While beginning to conceive the writing of the next letter, Nephreta seemed to have just remembered it, saying.

"Your coronation ceremony, and the funeral of Queen Lemia. I have invited all the kings who have traded with Lemia."

Arkadiza put down her hand and asked in confusion about the transcription of the glowing stone slab.

"Shouldn't it be that I went to Kamuri to become their monarch?"

He saw in the book that the Kamuri people always wanted to welcome the king back to Kamuri and ascend the throne.

Nephreta's unruly actions may make the nobles and warriors in Kamuri feel dissatisfied.

Faced with King Kamuri's questions, Nevreta pouted and curled the maid's smooth spine slightly, which made the maid tremble slightly.

He bit off the grapes handed over by the little maid, then took the seafood spicy hot pot handed over by the maid on the other side, and shed a drop of tears, then he said.

"It's normal, but now it needs an excuse to unite Nehekara again."

"How many troops does Nagas have? Hundreds of thousands? Millions? In any case, it is at least ten times that of Lemiya's army."

Arkadiza recalled the calculations of the terrifying usurper in the books, and of course he knew that he needed allies.

But why did Nephreta cry? King Kamuri seemed a little confused.

Nevreta continued to say as if he had no idea.

"Who was defeated by Nagas last time? It was the union of all the priests and kings."

"We can assume that his strength has been weakened, but if we don't want to be punished by Asaf to the frivolous, we'd better imagine him as stronger than more than four hundred years ago."

"A hundred years of time will not be wasted, and even more so will a brain like his."

"The loose economic alliance needs to be transformed back into the Nehekara Empire, just like the First Dynasty of Setra."

"So I need a grand event, using economic means to tie all the Nehekara states to this only chariot."

As he said that, Nephreta felt a cold on his face and a liquid flowed through him.

Gently wiped away the tears from her face, Nevreta's vertical pupils shrank, and she knew why she was sad.

It’s not just a banquet for Arcadiza, but also a matter that I didn’t finish the last time.

The last banquet of all countries was also the funeral of King Lemia, and he also ate seafood and spicy hot pot.

At that banquet, she sent her cousin away with duel. The little eagle she had grown up, Kalida, had not achieved the goal that she should have achieved.
Chapter completed!