"Fake?"
Adorned with a crown, the Princess Royal looked dignified and noble. She was about to become king. Her long-cherished wish for many years would finally be realized.
Looking at Merlin's cold eyes, Lisa shook her head and said, "How can that be? Leon, you saw King Father. When he saw how the Sacred Lion Beast's head ended up, he was heartbroken and even passed the throne to me. Did he look like he was faking it?"
Merlin thought carefully for a moment. Indeed, the King's heartbroken expression was impossible to fake. In other words, the King truly believed that the Sacred Lion Beast's head had been taken away.
If the King did not know, how did the Princess Royal know?
"Lisa, since you don't know that the Sacred Lion Beast's head is fake, what does this mean? Who has the ability to replace the Sacred Lion Beast's head?"