บท 958: God's descent (65)_1

"Dark, dark God?"

Someone pointed at the scythe in the girl's hand and screamed.

Some nobles were whispering to each other.

"Oh my God, that girl is holding a crescent moon Black sickle and she's wearing! black cloak! Wasn't this the symbol of the dark God? Oh my God, I feel like we're going to have a nightmare today."

"I won't hide it from you, lady Sophia. I have the same feeling."

Some people were whispering again. This time, it was a rebuttal.

"No, she can't be the dark God, she's a girl. The dark God was clearly a man, damn it ... I don't know which family brought this little girl in, but she actually dares to sit on the throne!"

Just as everyone was feeling indignant, Charles raised his arm to signal for everyone to be quiet. He turned to look at Fu min with a cold glint in his blue eyes, " who are you, Sir? Why are you causing trouble at my succession ceremony?"

"If you don't explain clearly, don't blame me for being ruthless."