Alien world

Chapter 291 144. Visitors from the Royal Capital
The palace garden around the mountain.

The carpet paved with white dragon skin, the luxurious magic gemstone lamp, the delicate and beautiful maids like flowers walking through the banquet room holding the dinner plate made of pure gold like butterflies, the princes and nobles gathered, discussing the victory in the south - everything belongs to the McCann Ratman who went north and was blocked in the south.

There is also the greatest hero in resisting the Ratman, the eldest prince, Crowe, who was elected to the Holy Palace Council by the Holy Eye.

Those ancient families, the saints of the church, the messengers of other countries... The eldest prince leaned on the throne, overlooking the crowd who almost obsequiously showed their favor to himself who was firmly seated as the king, and swept across the palace:

"Why didn't Mr. Mel come?"

A nobleman rushed to say: "The Eighth Holy Grail Knight went to the No.15 Holy Grail Knight earlier."

"Oh... the south... I hope he can find Mr. Perkins." The languid eldest prince seemed to be smiling, and the honorable man who had spent a lot of money to squeeze into the celebration banquet quickly continued to ask: "My lord, we want to—"

"I'm not yet a king." The eldest prince interrupted him.

"But the kingdom recognizes that you are the new king." Seeing the eldest prince's proud face flushed with satisfaction, "My lord, what punishment are we going to give to the king of the north?"

"Punishment? The King of the North told us that the Ratmen are in the south." The eldest prince said playfully.

A gray-bearded nobleman retorted: "But he colluded with the second prince to plot a rebellion, and even killed the head of the loyal mercenary group, Gart..."

"What are you talking about? Earl, he is our hero!" The eldest prince's exclamation made the nobleman shut his mouth. He said seriously: "I believe that the king of the north is loyal to the kingdom. He just went on the wrong path. He is not to blame for Galt's death. We should send an envoy to invite him to the capital."

"Your Highness, he won't believe it," said the Home Secretary.

Xungui was just about to say something, but the unsuspecting eldest prince silenced him: "So send someone he knows...how about Faro Barros?"

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"I'm not going anywhere."

Facing Faro Barros, the patriarch of the Barros family who came from the capital, Annan refused.

Faro Baros wore the unique outfit of the nobles of the royal capital, with a layer of mineral powder on his face, loose and bright noble costumes wrapped in fat, and the few remaining sparse brown hair. Compared with the king of the north, he should go to the circus.

This "mascot" has been assimilated by the nobility...

"This...why?" Faro Baros asked puzzled.

Annan couldn't say "The deputy king colluded with the Ratman" or "I'm waiting for the result of the King of Gold", but he still had a good reason: "The eldest prince slandered me for treason and sent the knights to arrest... I am going to the king with you at this time. Isn't it self-inflicted?"

"These are all misunderstandings. His Royal Highness asked me to invite you to solve 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 a legend instead of me, who is also the king of the north."

"Then let them come."

As long as it is not a legend supported by the royal family, if they dare to come to Annan, they will dare to instigate one.

The fourth of the Twelve Kings in the Northern Territory, the Fortress, the Mage Tower, Breeze City, and the King of Gold are all on his side. If he can't convince a legend, he should go to be the countess' confinement.

Faro Baros had enjoyed himself in the royal capital for too long, and when the royal power was difficult to coerce, he no longer knew what to do.I even stood on Annan's side and thought: Yes, what is he afraid of?The twelve families in the northern border are connected with each other, even if they are declining or migrating, they can still make up a few legends.

And the territory itself: a solid wall almost fifty feet high, elite elements patrolling with the guards, white dragons soaring over the bay, and even the Grand Master of the Knights of the Loyalty Gart is here... Except for the population, the 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 if he noticed it.Just as An Nan was about to say something, the door was knocked open, and Leila's shout sounded: "Has the shame of the Twelve Kings of the North gone?"

Annan blinked, and Faro Barros, a middle-aged man, showed embarrassment.

Laila didn't mind being heard by him, she raised her head and said, "Why are you still here?"

"Niece Laila?"

Faro Baros had done his homework before coming, and was interrupted by Laila just as he was about to get close.

"You do not deserve to be called me. You have lost your honor as King in 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 asked the captain of the personal guard to send Faro Barros back to the mansion to rest.

"They're gone, come out."

Annan and Lilith behind the bookcase said. "What do you think?"

"trap."

"I think so too." Annan had experienced nothing in Breeze City.The King of the North without power is nothing but vanity. "The best ending is to be the same as this patriarch."

Wearing greasy powder and wearing fancy attire, he could only smile bitterly when a junior pointed at his nose and scolded him.Because of his charisma, Annan may be even worse.

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..." Laila stood by the window and stared at their backs. "Annan, we should go 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 out. "Hurry up, you won't hear it if it's too late."

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"It's over... I didn't complete the task His Royal Highness gave me..." Faro Barros strode anxiously. "Ren, think of a way."

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's a young king, he shouldn't do such sneaky things—"

The young man opened the door, and met Annan and Leila who were looking in through the window.

Oh hoo!My majesty!
Annan thought sadly, but Laila had a lot of experience: "You look so ugly! Those birds didn't lay eggs on this eaves, let's go to other places to see."

Leila pulled Annan and was about to slip away, but was stopped by Faro Baros: "Nephew Annan, niece Leila, wait a moment."

He persuaded Annan again, but Annan always refused: "A chief of the regiment died at my place, why do you think that the eldest prince will let me go?"

"Because Gart's just a Mudblood."

"Mudblood?"

Annan felt that this was not the same as Mr. Victor's "Mudblood".

"Yeah, he is just a commoner who has no backing and climbed up by himself. If he is dead, no one will stand up for him... If you are worried about being retaliated by his clan, we can catch his family."

Annan lamented the cruelty of nobles:
"You are still not human."

(End of this chapter)