The little wife of the blood clan boss

Chapter 113 Let Her Come Over
His Majesty?

When the words came out, everyone was shocked.

Ashekt is already the king of the Bruch clan. How many people can allow him to respectfully address him as "Your Majesty"?

Everyone was confused. The nobles with a little experience seemed to remember something, their faces changed slightly, and then they looked at each other for a while, and they all saw the look of disbelief in each other's eyes.

Could it be...could it be that this person is actually...

They had all participated in the Holy War. Although they had never seen the man's true face, his name and deeds were deeply engraved in their minds, and they would never forget them even after a thousand years.

Zorosius Sartor, the leader of their secret party.

It's him... who's back!

Someone couldn't help but stood up directly. His trembling body showed his excitement. He saluted Zorosius and shouted loudly: "See your majesty!"

When he shouted, the others who knew the inside story didn't care and saluted him one after another.

Ashekt's face was gloomy. He did not expect that there would be so many people present who were willing to support Zorosius, even though he had disappeared for so long.If this continues, I am afraid that not only will the Bruch clan be unable to join the Demon Party, but his position as king will also be lost!
There are many people present who are outside the situation, because most of them were born during the Holy War, so they don’t know much about Zorosius.After hearing the descriptions from other insiders, they couldn't help but express their admiration.

The Bruch clan advocates force, and the best way to make them surrender is to subdue them. Obviously, Zorosius's hand just now was enough to block their mouths.

Zorosius held his chin with one hand, and his gilded robe tilted to the ground along the throne.He looked at Ashekt who was standing aside, seemingly puzzled: "Didn't you hold a banquet specifically for me? Why, it hasn't started yet?"

Ashekt came back from his thoughts and smiled stiffly, "Here we go."

The main seat had already been taken by Zorosius, and Ashekt could not ask him to give up his seat. He could only go to the vacant seat on the lower left.

As soon as Ashekt sat down, a bold noble stood up and toasted to Zorosius. Zorosius did not refuse.When the others saw this, they also raised their glasses to him.

The Bruchs are tough and tough, and they drink the strongest wine.But after a few drinks, Zorosius's eyes were clear and he was not even half drunk. On the contrary, those who invited him to drink began to turn rosy in their faces.

In addition to drinking, the most important thing at the banquet is dancing.Anyone present can invite their favorite person to dance.

Suddenly, many men and women who had received invitations stepped onto the dance floor.

During the banquet, a young girl stood up.She looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and wearing a flamboyant red dress. She slowly walked to the main seat.

"May I ask, Your Majesty, if I may ask you to dance?"

This kind of scene where a woman invites a man is usually only encountered at banquets held by the Bruch clan.If it were a woman from another clan, she would be too shy.

When Zorosius heard this, his eyes did not fall on her at all, but he drank the wine in his glass.After a while, seeing that she didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, he said impatiently: "Why don't you get out?"

The girl did not feel embarrassed at all by being rejected. Instead, she walked towards the main seat and said, "I can serve your Majesty..."

Before she could finish her words, she felt Zorosius' murderous intent towards her, and for a moment she didn't dare to go any further.

She bit her lip and was about to explain when she saw Zorosius pointing to somewhere below his head.

"Serve? Let her come."

(End of this chapter)