Heritage of The Old Gods
Translator: La0o9
Laura comfortably settled down on Gu Qing Shan's shoulder.
Silence surrounded them.
The guards exchanged confused looks.
Frost of the Cold Night Ilya opened her eyes wide, unable to believe what she was seeing.
Chronologically, the following things had just happened in a row.
Gu Qing Shan rode the black horse out alone.
Laura vowed to become a suitable sovereign.
Gu Qing Shan returned.
After her vow, Laura obediently sat down on his shoulder.
The guards all exchanged glances, looking at each other for an answer.
Isn't this a harmonious scene?
But why does it feel like something is wrong…
Fucking hell!
Of course something is wrong!
The sovereign of the Bramble Birds is sitting on that man's shoulder!
Laura quickly noticed the strange atmosphere.
Especially the threatening air radiating from Ilya.