I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years-Chapter 483 - 484

The elves below didn’t show any signs of agitation, and they were even a little confused.

What exactly happened?

What was this Saint doing?

Where did the Queen go?

Since these problems were not resolved…Then what are you doing?

I declare that my declaration is valid.

“I know you have many questions, but don’t worry, I will give you a reasonable explanation.”

Her gaze swept across the crowd.

Her aura did not weaken at all.

In fact, it was even stronger.

” Lady Priscilla,” a middle-aged elf noble stepped forward and asked,” does this mean that you are going to replace Her Majesty the Queen and become the actual ruler of Surses?”

“Yes.”

Prisilia did not hide it.

” The Saint Child is just a puppet.

I don’t wish to cover up such meaningless matters.

We have spent too much energy on maintaining a bunch of meaningless traditions.

It is a gorgeous but old and bloated robe that is not conducive for an old man who is about to die to shake off all the burdens and run.

“So, this time, I will tear off this hypocritical old dress.”

As soon as he said that, there was finally an uproar below.

It wasn’t because she was so straightforward about her desire for power, but because she despised Andaheim’s tradition!

What was the pride of an ancient race?

This was how it was-the hypocritical smile had been on his face for too long, and it had become a mask.

He knew that it was a mask, but he refused to take it off and recognize the truth.

However, what Prisilia wanted to do was to tear off the mask, even if it was stained with blood!

Fall out with him?

How ugly would that be?

How disgusting?

He absolutely couldn’t agree!

Most of them thought so.

“My compatriots, don’t live in the beauty of the past…Face your own ugliness.” she said coldly.

“Shut up!

You abandoned your dignity!”

“* Foul-mouthed Elven *, rude, barbaric, dirty!”

“Has the ambition of the apostle family expanded to the point that they don’t even want to maintain the most basic dignity?”

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The clamor of the people grew louder and louder, but Prisilia did not panic at all.

She even showed a hint of impatience and waved her hand gently.

The few nobles who were making the most noise in the crowd were instantly beheaded.

Their blood sprayed out, but it was like a basin of cold water that extinguished the anger of the others.

They didn’t even know why they were angry or agitated…

With a bang, most of the crowd dispersed, and the rest were pale as they stared at Prisilia with complicated expressions.

Due to various reasons, they could not leave, be it because of conflicts of interest or power relations…Perhaps it was because they had different brains from others that they realized that running away at this time was the most meaningless.

Don’t forget how Suerseis was established.

Where else could he escape to?

Prisilia did not say anything else.

She waited quietly as if she was waiting for someone to appear.

Soon, she appeared.

Luxie’s figure appeared next to the moonlight chariot.

Although it was a fake carved out of the moonlight stone, the power of the Rose Crown still resonated with this stone.

The gentle silver light interweaved around her body like a gauze dress, making this empress seem like a god.

Witnessing this miracle, a trace of desire appeared in Priscilla’s eyes.

” You really didn’t disappoint me, Your Majesty.”

She sighed softly and patted the head of the young man beside her.

The latter left obediently.

Luxie also looked at her.

This was an ambitious person who had been hiding his true intentions in the past, and even Shaya had not discovered him.

This was a terrifying opponent.

“How can you be sure that I will come?”

“You should ask yourself that.” “Or rather, we’re the same kind of people,” she smiled.

” You’re right.” Luxie also showed a mocking smile.” Since we’re the same kind of people, you should understand that I can’t hand over Rose Crown.”

” That’s right.

You’re used to letting everything die with you.

That’s the biggest difference between us.”

” It might have been like this in the past,” the little queen said coldly.” But not this time.”

“Ha, why?

Why not?”

Prisilia seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.

“Based on the hundred people you saved by the giant’s corpse?

Based on the thousands or tens of thousands of beast spirits you saved in Blue Moon County?

Or is it because you have not succeeded in subduing the ‘vassal under the skirt’ even after abandoning your dignity as a queen?

” Let’s talk about something practical.

You keep talking about recovery and rise.

Do you have a specific, clear, and feasible plan in your mind?

My dear little queen, I am very sure that the one living in Lavorsutherland is our compatriots from the surface.

Queen Isilian extended an olive branch to you, but you did not accept it.

Why?”

She sneered and mocked without restraint,

“Because you’re proud.

“Your naive, ridiculous pride…

” Just because the person she sent was Evelyn, an elf that you spent the first half of your life trying to surpass but failed to do so, you were defeated.

It’s even because of her magnanimity and forgiveness that you were able to walk to this day safely and to me…

“To put it bluntly, Your Majesty, I’m not the one asking you for this crown…It’s because you’re not worthy!

“This is what you stole.

On behalf of Andaheim, I want to take back the crown that belongs to the apostle family.

“Just a little.”

These words pierced through the pavilion like sharp arrows.

Every arrow hit a vital point without mercy.

However, Luxie seemed to have expected her to say this and still looked at her firmly.

“I am indeed not worthy…But you are even less worthy.”

“Hehe, is this your way of refuting?”

“Andaheim’s illness is not in his body, but in his mind and will.

No matter what you wanted to do, no matter how clear your plans and blueprints were, you had never faced life.

You trampled on it, you ignored it, you only used numbers to measure the gains and losses, to calculate the price.

You never looked at everyone seriously, never thought of ‘treating’ them.

All you thought about was violence and oppression, exploitation and betrayal.

“I think this is the biggest difference between us.”

Priscilla listened calmly, and her smile became mocking.

“I originally thought that you had really come to your senses, but in the end, you just fell from one dream to another.

Since you’re so naive, there’s indeed no need…Philip.”

As soon as she finished speaking, a crisp sound of weapons colliding came from behind Luxie.

The sound was still echoing.

Two figures stood more than ten meters apart.

After seeing the person beside Lucifer, Priscilla frowned slightly.

Who was this?

Why was the Holy Sword in her hands?

She sized up Cynthia carefully as if she was searching for her identity in her memory…Then, he felt relieved, and his expression became a little strange.

“Philip, are you confident?”

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Philip shook his head.

“Is it because of that sword?”

“Yes.”

“Is that so…”

She thought for a moment and said another name.

“Evanseid!”

Cynthia instinctively sensed that something was amiss when she heard the name.

She immediately grabbed Luxie and fled while holding the Silver Oak Sword tightly.

In the next instant, a crafty arc attack cut off the escape route.

Cynthia didn’t dare to be negligent.

She decisively used what little divine power she had left and stabbed the dagger-shaped Silver Oak Sword into the air!

Very good, it hit!

[You have killed Player: Evanseid (Military Rank: Suerseth Guard)]

[Warning: This action has been witnessed by the Archon of Surthas, Priscilla Sprett.]

[Warning: Your reputation in Sul ‘Thess has dropped to the lowest: Enemy.]

[Warning: Due to the disparity in reputation between the two cities, the weapon rental contract has been terminated.

The Sword of Silver Oak will automatically return.]

Huh?

Before Cynthia could come back to her senses, the Silver Oak Sword turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

To make matters worse, that guy named Philip chased after them relentlessly.

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Sob, sob, I still couldn’t escape the fate of being caught and brought back to visit my relatives.

Even this leave note was sent out by the hot spot while sitting on the brick bed in my hometown.

I really want to write!!!!

The earliest update would be on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year.

If there were any updates during this period, it would be the words that I typed in the internet cafe.

Damn, I’ve been visiting this small county’s internet cafe since my second year.

After more than ten years, I’m actually back to write.

Just thinking about it makes me feel a sense of confusion and disorientation…

However, this also meant that the epidemic was under control.

It was a good thing.

Sob, sob, sob, but it’s my misfortune alone (Fog)

In the end, because he was too bored and had no internet, he could only play mobile games to kill time and seek help.

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Save the newbie Zijian!

Save the deer, pigeon, pigeon!

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