Bang, bang, bang!
Three shots were fired, and the colorful flags waved.
The monarch's throne was carried by a dozen strong women through the sea of people and came to the highest point of the Grand ceremony. The bead curtain hung down above, so the monarch's appearance could not be seen clearly. What she could see was that beside her throne, there was a Golden Phoenix with bright feathers.
After the Minister reached the peak, a moment later.
Another grand procession came from the direction of the sacred Hall. At the highest point of the procession was the throne of the orthodoxy's chief, carried by a dozen or so strong disciples.
A cold snort came from behind the bead curtain.
In such a grand ceremony, the last person to arrive would naturally have the highest status.
