I just covet their strength

Chapter 26 It’s impossible

"Shut up, bastard! What are you barking at?!"

Arigon bit his lower lip until it bled, and said with eyes about to burst: "If it weren't for the Divine Ancestor who would have kept you, a bastard contaminated with dragon blood, alive, I would have cut you to death with a thousand knives right now!"

Lesia glanced at Aligon and did not respond. Instead, she continued to look at everyone around her with disdainful eyes:

"Look at you guys, you are timid, hypocritical, and exhale a foul stench. You all hate me so much, but I don't hate you. I just think you are pitiful and ridiculous."

"Because you don't dare to hate the person who really killed your relatives and friends. You know better than anyone else who the real murderer is, but you don't dare to say who it is! And you don't dare to have any objections to those with authority higher than yourself. of hatred.”

The silver-haired dragon girl's sneer became more mocking: "So you can only hate me. After all, I can't resist, but I can also show your loyalty and correctness, right?"

Lesia's words did not hide the slightest, tearing off the hypocrisy of most of the nobles present.

The dark side of their hearts was revealed without reservation, and the nobles were filled with shame and anger, and they cursed even more.

"Ridiculous anger and hatred! Is this all you can do over and over again?"

Lesia mocked impassionedly and took a few steps forward:

"Either refute what I said openly! Or use your usual violence and authority to kill me!"

"enough!"

The blond and cold regent immediately interrupted:
"Lesia, you have gone too far. We will not touch you. But you showed dragon thunder in front of the temple. You are so blasphemous. Aren't you afraid of incurring divine punishment? Don't forget that the ancestors are also watching this moment. The situation is not Go back before reaching the point of no return.”

Celibela only felt a buzzing pain in her head. It happened to cause such a commotion at the Holy Tree Festival that she hosted. Even if she didn't hate Lesia, she still found the latter really annoying at this time.

She had to move out of the Divine Ancestor. In the empire, the authority of the [Glory Sacred Tree] was absolute. No matter how unruly people were, they would become extremely well-behaved under the majesty of the God.

"God Ancestor."

As expected, Lesia lowered her head quietly and pondered. Just when the regent thought that the other party was finally going to calm down, the silver-haired dragon girl smiled and said:

"Ah, yes, since we talked about our great divine ancestor, I also have a question to ask the [Glory Sacred Tree]."

Selivella frowned and said, "There is no need for the Divine Ancestor to answer your question. Also, how can you call the Divine Ancestor by his honorable name?"

Lesia ignored the regent's words and turned to look at the phantom of the holy tree:
"It is my sin to be born as a dragon, but you have no right to judge this sin. The only person who is qualified to judge me, a hybrid bastard, is the supreme god, my god and my ancestor! [The Holy Tree of Glory]!"

The silver-haired dragon girl raised her hand and poured out the dragon thunder directly towards the shadow of the holy tree. Along with the roar of thunder, came the girl's angry question:

"So I asked the Holy Tree, how on earth are you going to deal with me, a bastard dripping with dragon's blood! If you want to torture me to death, then save yourself the boring and tedious process. Now, send down the divine punishment and crush me into slag. ! If my sin does not lead to death, and you allow me to live, then give me a chance to become better!"

Lesia's question was loud and clear, but it silenced the entire audience.

Serivela was so angry that she was shaking all over. Finally she could no longer maintain her majestic and calm posture, and said in shock and fear:

"You're crazy! What are you doing? Questioning the Divine Ancestor?!"

"I am questioning the Ancestor God, questioning the great God. No matter what fate the Ancestor God has given me, I want to know it at this moment."

Lesia said without hesitation, and then called on the instinct in her body, causing the green dragon thunder to emerge again.

Enjoy the peace of the moment with self-deception? Deluding yourself into thinking everything will be fine? Or is it just a matter of making do one day at a time?

The silver-haired dragon girl didn't want to tremble on the guillotine, feel uneasy, and feel suffocated by despair at any time. She just wanted to know whether her life still had a future.

Just this one answer.

With a determined attitude, Lesia threw the thunder spear at the shadow of the holy tree again, forcing the gods to express their stance.

"Bam—"

The regent smashed the guardrail of the floating platform heavily, his pretty face full of anguish of hopelessness.

It happened that when she was presiding, there was an act of blasphemy against the divine ancestor. This was a huge blow to her prestige as the regent, and she suffered an unreasonable disaster.

But Aragon, who was furious before, laughed instead:
"Hahahaha, it seems that this bastard has finally lost his mind and gone crazy. Sister Huang, let us take a good look at how the rebellious and arrogant maniac was tortured to death by God's punishment!"

As if to confirm Aligon's expectations, dazzling branches condensed from golden particles above the shadow of the holy tree slowly lowered.

Lesia looked at the sacred branch that came to her, without any fear in her eyes. Before she came, she had already accepted all the endings. Even if she died suddenly on the spot, it would be considered as her wish.

"I just don't want to endure the miserable existence anymore. If I can't hold my head high and embrace the future with dignity, then give my painful life an end."

The silver-haired dragon girl took a deep breath and took a step forward, but before that, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at the seat of the [Prosperity Branch].

Westhead stood up from his seat and watched the scene quietly.

"It seems that the fourth princess is bound to die. Tsk, tsk, in this case, do you think you killed her?"

Luetan sighed softly and said to Westhead with great interest:

"After all, if it weren't for Duke Qinghui's temptation, how could she have done such an unwise thing?"

Westhead laughed when he heard this and said:

"Yuanxi Palace is really a bit evil, but it's impossible for me to feel guilty, because Lesia will be fine."

"Huh? Mr. Qinghui is really determined."

Luetan was very confused about where Westhead's confidence lay. Could someone get away with such a blasphemous and crazy act?
There was no doubt in Westhead's mind.

Absolutely! It's easy!

"Kaka——"

The dazzling branches condensed by the [Holy Glory Tree] made a crisp sound, and then the light and golden solution flowed on the branches, and finally turned into a holy emblem branded with the flowering tree, and handed it to Lesia.

"This is."

Lesia was also surprised and stunned, and accepted this strange token.

She didn't know what this holy symbol was.

However, her doubts were quickly answered, because Prince Alagon, who wanted to enjoy the pleasant execution scene, broke through and stared at the Holy Emblem in Lesia's hand, full of unbelievable shock:

"Permission to take the test?! How could that be possible? No way!"

(End of this chapter)