Umi to Kaze no Oukoku

When Mia put the drink in, Shaw was walking all the way down the corridor to the royal palace to say thank you to his father for Sands Island. Just as I passed in front of the dragon house in the royal palace, I just met my father, who was taking Meryl out.

"Father, I apologize for earlier. Thank you for coming down to Sands Island."

Aslan accepted Shaw's gratitude as a pain in the ass, and as he crossed Merrill, he flew sassa, and rose to the sky.

"King Aslan, where are you going? Lazlo and Melt are coming."

Chancellor Flanagan breathed roughly from the royal palace and ran to the dragon house, but Aslan was after he flew away.

"You escaped from a bad brother improvement."

Flanagan laughed nicely and grabbed his arm disappointed when he got his rough breath ready, only to secure Potsun and the leftover Shaw.

"I can't take my eyes off the king of dragon knights because he flies and runs away! King Aslan won't dress up if he lets him go, or even Prince Shaw, even if his pardon comes to visit him."

Shaw remembered the urge to wave away and escape, but was brought into the office to be dragged by Chancellor Flanagan.

"Fair enough, even tea..."

Chancellor Flanagan recommended me tea, and I assumed that I was definitely trying to catch him because Father ran away.

"Prime Minister Flanagan, my father gave me Sands Island, and what should I do? And I was told that the crew of the Cadfell would get a reward, and what's going on here?"

From Chancellor Flanagan, who would never let him escape, Shaw gave up that he couldn't escape, so I thought I'd ask him anyway.

"We have arranged a reward for the crew of the Cadfell. Captain Lessa, the officers and crew will be given enough money."

Shaw thought he'd be relieved about the grace prize if Chancellor Flanagan would make the contract.

"Sands Island will be a new territory of the United Kingdom of the Southeast Islands. For the time being, the state will manage, but Prince Shaw will have to study a lot as an island owner."

Chancellor Flanagan lectures on his mindset as a successor when he says it's a good opportunity. While eating lunch, Prime Minister Flanagan's guidance continued as he questioned Shaw and commented on his answers.

Shaw sighs, guessing that Chancellor Flanagan, who has missed his father king, is never going to let himself go.

"With the discovery of Prince Shaw's new route, the merchants of Leyte stand in colour, but the western coast of the Golce continent is still an undeveloped district compared to the north and east coasts. We have to create a trading base on the west coast, and Sands Island has to be maintained as a supply base. Besides, the landfill wharf in Leyte Bay... you know you can't do it alone."

"My father told me that the development and investigation of the new route should be left to Brother Karin and Brother Hassan and Brother Radic to create a trading base on the west coast of the Golce continent. Brother Saleem and Brother Nash were asked to supervise the landfill wharf."

Chancellor Flanagan admires King Aslan for grasping the properties of each prince, even though he is relentless. If you stay in the royal palace now, you will have nothing to complain about, but I will be foolish in my heart.

"Then Prince Shaw must seek help to improve his brother."

"What, isn't your father commanding you? I can't move my brother forward."

Chancellor Flanagan grinned.

"What are you talking about? Prince Shaw can be the king's prince, so he can obey even though he is his brother."

Shaw got one smart try to be careful when Chancellor Flanagan laughed.

"Lazlo and Melt are here."

When the samurai told him that he had arrived at his uncle's improved royal palace, Chancellor Flanagan frowned remembering that King Aslan had escaped, but smiled at Shaw.

"Come on, uncle. It's rude to keep you waiting."

Guided by a smiling Chancellor Flanagan and a royal palace salon, Shaw poisons his fleeing father with all his heart.

What happened to King Aslan?

Chancellor Flanagan politely greeted the elusive Lazlow.

"Dear Lazlow, I was looking forward to having Master Melt, but he went out when Ambassador Kazaria had critical requirements. King Aslan entrusted me with the face-to-face encounter between Prince Shaw and your princesses, and I'm as low-profile as I am, and I'm honored to have my feet tremble."

Shaw was stunned by the whiteness, but Lazlow looked like he had fixed his mood, and the king leaned against Zushiri and Cushion saying he was restless and troubled.

Shaw is disgusted by the attitude of greatness when he can't make Lazlow feel bad about his father. Melt also looks like a bee stone-headed martial artist, and Shaw is a bad type, makes me want to snap my neck.

Unlike a fairly middle-aged, fat Lazlow, Melt, who could tell from the top of the royal coat that he was building up his body, ignored the words of Chancellor Flanagan and others as if they didn't matter, didn't even lean on the cushion, and sat upright.

"Uncle Lazlow, Uncle Mert, we're out of time."

Lazlow watched Shaw lick from bottom to top and sighed that it was troublesome for King Aslan's distractions, which determined this sixth prince as his successor.

Melt had heard rumors from Minister of Military Affairs Zahaan about Shaw. I sincerely thought it would have been better if Karin, an excellent officer, had succeeded me, but I appreciate the surveying of the west coast of the Golce continent and the discovery of new routes.

It was Shaw who felt awkward, being exposed to a gaze that was worthy of him from his two uncles improving.

"Please visit my house as well as Brother Kazim's mansion above. Let Chancellor Flanagan and the maids bring Rosina and Melissa."

Chancellor Flanagan was annoyed by the great attitude he said he had signed up from there, but let the samurai guide the two princesses.

"Oh, it's my daughter Rosina. Here, sit down."

Shaw freaked out that he was disgusted by Lazlow, who had made a change in his previous great attitude and made a cat holler, but was surprised by the adorable Rosina, who didn't even look like him on his uncle.

He went to the side of Lazlow for a short run and sat fluttering and flipping a thin veiled jacket of royal costumes, softening his chestnut hair so glossy that he could see the ring of a sparkling angel.

"Prince Shaw, this is the first time I've seen you. Please call me Rosina."

Smiling like an angel, Shaw dyed his cheeks pop.

Shaw stomps in remembrance of Lara, though he has been grappled with Rosina's cuteness.

"Have a seat, Melissa."

Shaw looked back at the other princess. Melissa sat beside Uncle Melt on a sleek walk like a female leopard as she slipped a piece of dark hair down to her loosely curled waist to show off her nice body, which she did not think was thirteen.

Even though it's royal clothing that doesn't show your skin, the lines of your body stand out and capture Shaw's eyes.

This is my daughter Melissa.

To Uncle Melt's words, Melissa pointed her strong golden brown eyes at Shaw.

"Prince Shaw, please call me Melissa"

Shaw shudders when he thinks he's the same age as Melissa, but he's kind of scared. Melissa thought it was beautiful, but the intimidation was similar to the atmosphere of improving her sister.

Shaw didn't really interact with his sisters, but he was in the backyard until he was five, so he remembered the beautiful scary sister improvement. He adored his young brother, but I remember being flirted with by the whim of his sister improving, who had inherited his father's arrogant personality, and Shaw was not good at it.

The first impression of Shaw's two new forgiving daughters-in-law was that Rosina was cute, but Melissa was too sexy and out of hand.

I couldn't tell how many devil tails my lovely Rosina was hiding, Shaw, who was almost fourteen. Melissa realized Shaw was being fooled by Rosina and split to make it a first lady step up, such as a stupid prince.

Melissa would marry Shaw because it was her father's order, but she was burning her ambitions to find a man who could give birth to Sassa and one or two princes and be my First Lady. I watched with a slightly cooler eye that I didn't have time to do cute child routes like Lara and Rosina, Shaw's pardons.

Melissa had intelligent brains, not according to her fleshy appearance, and wanted to be the First Lady and manage her property and house as she pleases.

Shaw was crunching at Rosina's gaze that you were nice.

"Master Shaw discovered a new route, didn't he? How brave of you to go on a ship to a sea where no one's ever sailed before."

"No, I checked the theory at the University of Paloma, and I was with the crew of the Cadfell."

Rosina tried to make Shaw feel good in praise, but it was a little too much. Chancellor Flanagan and Uncle Melt were frightened that there was not enough training yet, but Shaw wondered if it was because Rosina was trying so hard to talk to each other even though she felt a little uncomfortable.

Melissa, who was listening to it on the side, realized how bad Rosina was doing and was surprised if she really fell in love with Shaw.

Since her marriage, Melissa had left the occasion to Rosina to do what she did and make a child of herself, but wondered how well she was rolling a man but with a clear flattery.

"Prince Shaw, I'm glad you're both beautiful princesses"

Prime Minister Flanagan congratulated me, and I'm sure Rosina is adorable, and Melissa is beautiful, but Shaw wasn't at all happy.

Even though Shaw extended himself to this occasion, his pardoning daughter-in-law was foolish inside, wishing Lara was the only one. Prime Minister Flanagan opened up that the face-to-face meeting would be as good as this, but Rosina asked to be at the mansion when she broke up.

Father, please call Master Shaw to the mansion.

Sweet Lazlow to his daughter ordered Shaw to come to the Mansion tomorrow.

"Uncle, I understand."

Uncle, I can't go up against you. Lara, I'm sorry! And I apologize with all my heart Shaw.

"Prince Shaw, I want you to come to my house, too. I haven't talked to Melissa much."

"Yes......"

Unlike Lazlow, Melt was spotting his niece Rosina's act because she thought there were no angels or anything in the royal lady. I know Melissa is aiming for the First Lady, but as long as Prince Wang marries her, there was no point in not having a prince.

Melt was dismayed that Melissa still did not know how to use the enchanting body in the corner. Even if I were to be the First Lady, I would only be able to daughter-in-law to a man who seemed to lag behind Rosina and Lara.

Thus Shaw had three forgiving daughters. Shaw was disgusted with Rosina's graceful weakness.

"I want to fly somewhere with Sands."

Chancellor Flanagan, hearing Shaw whine in his hellish ear, grabbed Gatchilli's arm that he should not be like King Aslan.