Chapter 291 144. Visitors from the Royal Capital
The palace garden around the mountain.
The carpet paved with white dragon skin, the luxurious magic gem lamp, the maid as delicate and beautiful as flowers, carrying the pure gold dinner plate, walked through the banquet room like fluttering butterflies, the princes and nobles gathered, and the warm atmosphere Discussing the victory of the south - everything goes to the north. The McKeon Ratmen were blocked in the south.
There is also the greatest hero in resisting the Ratmen, the great prince, Crow, who was elected to the Holy Temple Council by the Holy Eye.
Those ancient families, saints of the church, envoys from other countries... The eldest prince leaned on the throne, overlooking them, almost flatteringly showing their goodwill to him who was firmly seated as king, and swept through the crowd in the palace:
"Why didn't Mr. Mel come?"
A nobleman rushed to say: "The Eighth Holy Grail Knight went to find the Fifteenth Holy Grail Knight earlier."
"Oh ...South... I hope he can find Mr. Perkins." The lazy eldest prince seemed to be smiling, and the distinguished nobleman who spent a lot of money to squeeze into the celebration banquet quickly continued to ask: "Your Majesty, we want-"
"I am not the king yet." The eldest prince interrupted him.
“But the kingdom recognizes you as the new king.” Seeing the eldest prince’s expression of satisfaction, the noble face flushed: “Your Majesty King, what punishment shall we give to the King of the North?”
"Punishment? The King of the North told us that the rat men were in the south." The eldest prince said playfully.
A noble with a gray beard retorted: "But he colluded with the second prince to rebel, and also killed Galt, the leader of the loyal mercenary group..."
"What are you talking about? ? Earl, he is our hero!" The eldest prince's exclamation made the nobleman shut up. He said seriously: "I believe that the King of the North is loyal to the kingdom. He just took the wrong path. Galt's death is also Don't blame him, we should send an envoy to invite him to the royal capital."
"Your Highness, he won't believe it," the Minister of Interior said.
The noble prince was about to say something, but the eldest prince who revealed his surprise silenced him: "So send someone he knows to... How about Faru Barros?"
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"I'm not going anywhere."
Facing the patriarch of the Barros family, Faru Barros, who came from the royal capital, Annan refused.
Farro Barros wears the unique attire of a royal aristocrat, with a layer of mineral powder on his face. The loose and bright aristocratic clothes are wrapped in fat, and there is not much sparse brown hair left. He should be in the circus more than the King in the North.
This "mascot" has been assimilated by the nobles...
"Why...why?" Farro Barros asked puzzledly.
Annan couldn't say "the acting king colluded with the rat people" or "I'm waiting for the result of the Golden King", but he still had good reasons: "The great prince accused me of treason and sent the knights to arrest me. ...I am not committing suicide by going to the capital with you now?”
“These are all misunderstandings. His Highness asked me to invite you just to resolve this matter.”
"Are you sure you want to solve this matter instead of me?"
"Nephew Annan, if the capital really wants to target you, they should send Legend instead of me, who is also the King of the North. .”
"Then let them come."
As long as they are not legends supported by the royal family, they dare to incite rebellion against Annan.
Four of the Twelve Kings of the North, the Fortress, the Mage Tower, the Breeze City, and the Golden King are all on his side. If he can't convince a legend, he might as well become the countess' concubine.
Faru Barros has enjoyed himself in the royal capital for too long. When the royal power becomes difficult to coerce, he no longer knows what to do. I even stood on Annan's side and thought: Yes, what does he have to be afraid of? The twelve families in the north are connected by the same spirit. Even if they decline and migrate, they can still make up several legends.
And the territory itself: the solid city wall almost fifty feet high, the elite elements patrolling with the guards, the white dragon soaring over the bay, and even Galt, the head of the Loyal Knights, is here ...Except for the population, this young king of the north has everything a city-state has.
At this time, the young man who came with Faro Barros looked at the bookcase in the corner with awareness. Just as Annan was about to say something, the door was knocked open, and Layla's shout rang out: "Has the shame of the Twelve Kings of the North gone?"
Annan blinked, Faru Barros was the one The middle-aged man actually showed embarrassment. Layla didn't care that he heard her, she raised her head and said, "Why are you still here?"
"Laila's niece?"
Farou· Barros did his homework before coming, but was interrupted by Layla just as he was about to get close.
"You don't deserve to call me. You have lost the honor of the King of the North. Leave my brother's place!"
When the real extreme appeared, Annan, who was not so extreme, had no choice but to ease the atmosphere and let the guard captain Send Faro Barros back to the mansion to rest first.
"They left, come out."
Annan said to Lilith behind the bookcase. "What do you think?"
"Trap."
"I think so too." Annan experienced nothing but hardships in Breeze City. The King in the North without power is just vanity. "The best ending is to be like this patriarch."
Applied with greasy powder and wearing fancy clothes, he could only smile bitterly when a junior pointed at his nose and scolded him. Because of his extraordinary charisma, Annan may be even worse off.
After all, ladies are not the only ones who like boys.
"The young man next to that guy doesn't look like a good person..." Layla stood by the window and stared at their backs, "Annan, we should go over and eavesdrop on their plot."
Annan was moved, but shook his head: "I am the King of the North."
"I'm still the sister of the King of the North." Leila took Annan's hand and ran outside. "Hurry up, you won't be able to hear it if it's too late."
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"It's over...I failed to complete the task assigned by His Highness..." Farro Barros said anxiously step. "Ren, think of something."
The young man looked at the two pairs of eyes exposed outside the window and was slightly silent: "Aren't you afraid that the boy is watching you?"
"He is a young man. The king should not do such a sneaky thing——"
The young man opened the door and looked directly at Annan and Leila who were looking in through the window.
Oh hoo! My majesty!
Annan thought sadly that Leila had more experience: "Why are you looking at ugly things! Those birds didn't lay eggs on this eaves, let's go look elsewhere."
Leila pulled her. Annan was about to slip away, but Farro Barros stopped him: "Annan's nephew, Layla's niece, wait a moment."
He persuaded Annan again, but Annan always refused: "A general commander dies. Why do you think the big prince will let me go?"
"Because Galt is just a mudblood."
"Mudblood?"
Annan felt that this did not mean the same thing as Mr. Victor's "mudblood".
"Yes, he is just a civilian who has no backing and climbed up on his own. If he dies, no one will stand up for him... If you are worried about being retaliated by his people, we can capture his family. ”
Annan lamented the cruelty of the nobles:
"You are still not human beings."
(End of Chapter)