Chapter 419

"It seems I need to give you a lesson in royal etiquette management."

Furina chuckled.

"Don't be so rigid, Clorinde; who says a King must be very dignified?"

"This is the legendary approachable royal style."

Clorinde remained unmoved.

"But your approachability is a bit too much; in short, you must learn the etiquette of being a King."

"Tch..."

Furina wanted to argue more, but a tall figure walked out of the darkness in front of her.

His face was cold and stern; by comparison, his royal dignity was heavier.

Seeing Furina, Neuvillette bowed slightly.

"Ms. Furina, Ms. Clorinde, welcome back to Fontaine."

"Ms. Furina, your performance in the Shushan assessment has spread throughout Fontaine; the people of Fontaine are proud of you."

"I am also deeply honored."

Furina raised an eyebrow and walked to Neuvillette's side with a grin.

Just as she was about to pat his shoulder and say that he had never shown such an expression before.

Clorinde coughed, staring at Furina with calm eyes.

"Tch... being a King is really troublesome!"

Furina muttered, but it was heard by Neuvillette.

He couldn't help but look at Furina and Clorinde with confusion.

But this was obviously not the place to talk, so Neuvillette suppressed the doubts in his heart for the time being and said softly:

"Please go to the office to talk in detail; I believe you have many things to say."

Furina nodded calmly and smiled:

"We definitely have to talk, but before we talk, I'm going to call a homebody out to listen together!"

Furina walked past Neuvillette and looked straight at the Oratrice Mecanique d'Analyse Cardinale.

Taking a deep breath, Furina said loudly:

"Focalors! Stop hiding! Come out and listen to the story!"

Neuvillette was shocked.

"Focalors? Then who are you?"

249. Focalors: How did Furina become the King of Fontaine?

Unlike Neuvillette, who was confused and seemed to have heard some shocking news.

Clorinde had already known quite a bit, and at the moment, she just stood quietly behind Furina.

Perfectly acting as the King's guard.

As for Focalors...

Clorinde respected her, but...

Fontaine could only have one King, and that was Furina!

"Ms. Clorinde, it seems you know many things..."

Neuvillette rubbed his brow with a headache.

He had expected Furina to come back and tell him about Shushan, and that he would hear many shocking cultivation stories.

But...

they hadn't even talked about cultivation yet, so why did such explosive news come up first?

Furina wasn't Focalors?

What was the situation in Fontaine—two gods?

Hearing Neuvillette's question, Clorinde nodded slightly but did not answer him.

Neuvillette wisely remained silent, watching Furina call for someone.

But after a long time, Focalors still didn't appear, and there was nothing in the opera house except for dead silence.

"Not coming out! Damn it! Are you defying the King's will!"

Furina pouted angrily; Clorinde felt worried again seeing this.

Furina's royal etiquette training should be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

"The King's will?"

Neuvillette became even more confused.

Did Furina go out to cultivate?

How did she become a King for no reason?

And whose King was she anyway?

Neuvillette couldn't understand the strange changes in the world.

However, the next moment, Furina slowly raised her hand and pointed at the Oratrice Mecanique d'Analyse Cardinale.

Her whole body was shining with golden light, as if she were a little golden person.

Lighting up the somewhat dim opera house.

This was Neuvillette's perspective.

From Clorinde's perspective, the entire territory of Fontaine and the national destiny in the sky were all integrated with Furina without reservation.

At this moment, standing on the land of Fontaine, she was Fontaine itself.

This was the power of the Heavenly Son Deification Art.

Even in the early stages of cultivation, as a King, one had absolute control over their own territory.

This was a true technique that could even allow one to fight above their level with the blessing of national destiny.

On the land of Fontaine, it was not Furina who was attacking, but the national destiny of Fontaine itself.

At the very least, Neuvillette and Focalors, who did not cultivate, could not stop it.

At this time, Neuvillette, who had been relaxed just a moment ago, felt as if a whole mountain was pressing on his back.

Focalors, hiding behind the Oratrice, also put away her casual attitude.

Looking at Furina with some solemnity.

She didn't understand; she was just a backup, an attempt.

How could Furina become so strong in just a few days?

But before she could react.

Furina's royal power erupted, and the whole world seemed to be kowtowing.

Furina's voice was steady, but carried an irresistible force.

"The King says: Focalors, appear!"

The next moment, the power of Fontaine's national destiny intertwined, turned into a giant hand, and instantly reached into the Oratrice.

Pulling out Focalors, who was still confused.

Looking straight at Furina, Focalors seemed to see the phantom of the entire Fontaine.

At this moment, she represented Fontaine!

What the hell is this!

Focalors' mentality collapsed a bit.

Five hundred years of planning, and she was just blown up like this?

Five hundred years, all in vain?

At this moment, Focalors was a bit angry at the willful Furina.

But wanting to say something, seeing Furina full of royal power, Focalors subconsciously closed her mouth again.

For some reason, intuition told her that no matter what Furina said, she could not defy it.

And no matter what Furina did, she had to obey.

Focalors' mood became increasingly complex.

She felt that things were a bit upside down.

Neuvillette, behind Furina, looked at Focalors, who looked exactly like Furina, in shock.