The coronation ceremony required time to prepare, and the various nobles also needed time to digest this news. Soon, all the nobles in the palace had departed, leaving only Law Freya, the former King, Trig, and Stefan.
Trig said, “Let's go. We have a lot of things to keep us busy next.”
For example, spreading the news—the change of Kings had to be known nationwide. For instance, customizing a crown and attire; although the gown Law Freya was wearing right now was decent, it was merely “decent,” and could be much better. And then there were the various trivial matters of preparing for the coronation ceremony.
Law Freya sighed, pushing herself up from the armrests of the throne. Her high heels made a crisp clicking sound on the floor. It was foreseeable that she would likely have to wear high heels often in this identity of Law Freya. Fortunately, Freya had already adapted to them for a while beforehand, so she wouldn't suddenly twist her ankle and make a fool of herself while walking.
As for the reason, it was very simple. She looked at Stefan, who was wearing a dazed expression next to her, and said, “What are you thinking about? Let's go.”
Stefan finally snapped out of it and said, “Oh, right.”
Only then did Stefan realize that this big sister of his... was actually not even as tall as him.
Before this, because Law Freya had been sitting on the throne, which was already situated on high ground, Stefan had to look up to see her. Furthermore, since Law Freya had just carried herself with absolute majesty and an imposing aura, it was only natural that in Stefan's mind, his big sister's image had loomed incredibly large.
But when Stefan actually walked up to Law Freya, he discovered that even with high heels on, his big sister was still more than a head shorter than him. After all, Stefan was 1.8 meters tall, a textbook tall guy, while Law Freya's height was the same as her main body, barely over 1.6 meters.
So, since Law Freya herself wasn't tall enough, didn't she have to make up for it with high heels? She was the King of a nation now; if she had to look up at everyone she met, wouldn't that be incredibly embarrassing?
Law Freya walked at the very front, with Trig and the former King walking half a step behind her. As for Stefan, he naturally followed behind the three of them. No matter how one looked at it, this formation was absolutely flawless. However, as Law Freya walked, she suddenly frowned and stopped.
Because... she didn't know the way. Law Freya turned around to look at the three behind her and said, “Why are you guys walking so slowly? Can't you go a bit faster?”
Stefan said, “Ah?”
Law Freya didn't know if other Kings allowed people to walk in front of them, but people could definitely walk in front of her. Thus, the formation quickly changed: the former King and Trig led the way in front, while Law Freya walked side-by-side with Stefan. Along the way, she took the opportunity to say, “By the way, little brother, I'll leave the preparations for the coronation ceremony to you. No problem, right?”
Among the three upcoming tasks, the former King—her cheap father—would handle the publicity, making sure as many people as possible knew about the coronation of the new King. Trig would handle the creation of the new crown and attire. As for preparing the coronation ceremony itself, that had been left to Law Freya.
This arrangement was actually perfectly fine. Out of the three tasks, the coronation ceremony was obviously the most important, and since it was Law Freya's own coronation ceremony, it was only natural for her to arrange it herself.
But Law Freya was lazy, so she patted Stefan on the shoulder and said, “I'm counting on you!”
Stefan, on the other hand, wore a flattered and overwhelmed expression. “This... leaving it to me? Is that really okay?”
Although Law Freya had said earlier that she would allow him to participate in state affairs, Stefan had thought she would assign him to handle some minor, trivial chores. How did it end up being such a massive undertaking right from the start?
This was a coronation ceremony that a King would only experience once in their lifetime! And she was just handing it over to him to prepare so casually?
Law Freya tilted her head slightly. “Why? Is there a problem?”
Stefan immediately took a deep breath and said, “No problem at all! I guarantee I will complete the task!”
Thinking about it carefully, this was a complete show of trust in his abilities! She believed he could do it, and at the same time, this was also a test. But what was being tested was naturally not his ability, but his character.
After all, Stefan had just lost his right of succession. Now, he was being asked to personally prepare the coronation ceremony of his own sister, who had snatched the throne from his hands. If it were someone narrow-minded, they might very well set some sort of trap at the ceremony to make Law Freya look bad when the time came.
Of course, Stefan would absolutely not do that. Right now, his mind was entirely filled with the thought of doing his absolute best on this task. That way, his big sister would look at him in a new light and assign him even more major tasks in the future, right?
Law Freya and Stefan weren't speaking very loudly, but neither the former King nor Trig were ordinary people, so they could naturally hear them. The former King couldn't help but sigh with emotion. “Directly testing another person's ability and character through a single task? Truly impressive.”
“To be willing to hand such an important matter over to someone else is a form of boldness in itself.”
Trig, however, wasn't very surprised. He said, “When we first met, she was exactly like this.”
One had to know that Law Freya had once said something like handing over all her power to Trig, which showed that she wasn't keen on power at all. For a King, this was undoubtedly a good thing.
As time passed, the entire capital began to bustle with activity. In stark contrast to the desolate look of the city during the lockdown some time ago, people were now bustling to and fro everywhere on the streets outside. Everyone looked extremely busy, yet their faces were filled with genuine, heartfelt smiles.
The reason was simple: to prepare for the coronation ceremony, Stefan had arranged a massive amount of jobs, and at Law Freya's request, the wages for these jobs were not low. Since they could earn money, how could they not be happy?
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Shifting the perspective back to the Holmes mansion, Euphy glanced out the window at the bustling streets outside and couldn't help but sigh. “Sigh, I feel like I didn't help much with this matter at all. It was entirely you, Fufu, working hard on your own to resolve the crisis.”
Freya, however, waved her hand. “After all, this crisis was caused by me in the first place.”
Speaking of which, Freya glanced at her system page, which clearly wrote: 【3 months remaining until the next death crisis】.
Obviously, the level of danger this time was far greater than the previous two crises she had experienced, yet it hadn't been counted as a “death crisis” by the system. Furthermore, the system hadn't leveled up after this incident either. Wasn't that a bit strange?
Freya murmured, “Could it be that because this crisis was truly caused by my own death-seeking actions, it doesn't count?”
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