There was a sound of leisurely footsteps in the palace, and the attendants on either side hurriedly knelt down and saluted, and Yuka walked straight in front of them with his head held high, his eyes staring straight ahead, as if there was no one around. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIn Yuka's mind, he is the crown prince who is high, and the servants are just a pack of dogs, and he is not even qualified to let himself see them.

"Your Majesty!" Yukka stopped in front of the throne and bowed his head slightly symbolically, even in the face of his father, the supreme ruler of the entire Holy Light Empire, his attitude was still arrogant.

"It's Yuka, what's the matter?"

"I've heard that Captain Kane has managed to eliminate Viside. Now that Veesside is dead, now is the perfect time for our Holy Light Empire to march into the continent of Jurrant, and I implore Your Majesty to allow me to lead my troops on the expedition! Compared with the king's weak voice, the prince's voice was particularly strong and powerful.

"You're really well-informed."

"As the heir of the empire, this ability is still there." Yuka smiled slightly, his expression was the opposite of the deep face on the throne, and he looked very proud.

"Yuka, then I ask you what is the most important thing for a country?"

Apparently this question was not a response to his request, Yukka frowned, feeling a little displeased, but after all, it was the king's question, and he could not fail to answer.

"Of course, it's the army and the territory!" Yuka blurted out without thinking.

"Yuka, you still haven't understood the heavy responsibility of being a king, a strong army is to enable the people to live and work in peace and contentment, a vast territory is to allow the people to have enough food and clothing, and it is the responsibility of the royal family to let the people live a better life, can you understand?"

"The people? Your Majesty, are you kidding me? Our royal family is a person who is favored by the Holy Light, how can we be compared with those lowly subordinates, because with our protection they can live a peaceful life, and dedicating everything for our royal family is the consciousness they should have! ”

Yukka loudly refuted his father, he couldn't understand how his father could say such ridiculous things, the majesty of the royal family was absolute and could not be questioned. What for the people, it's simply ridiculous. He finally confirmed one thing in his heart, that is, his father was really old, no longer the wise and brave emperor he once was, and now he was just an old fool sitting in front of him, and he was no longer able to lead the empire to greater glory.

"Your Majesty, allow me to go on an expedition against Jurrant, now is the perfect time for our Holy Light Empire to expand its territory, and we must not let it fall into the hands of those filthy orcs or cunning demons!" Yuka raised her voice and asked again.

"Yuka! Don't you understand? War will only increase the burden on the country, what we should do is to make the people's lives richer, and the role of the army is to protect and not invade! A cross-sea campaign will consume a lot of national strength, and I will never allow our army to participate in an unnecessary war! The king stood up at once, his voice was agitated, and his whole body trembled.

"Father! When have you become so weak, now is the time to show the world the strength of the Empire! Yuka didn't show any weakness, his cheeks flushed, and he took a step forward. Now is the perfect time for him to march into Jurrant, and there must be no concessions here.

"Say no more, it's time for you to go back!" The king waved his hand at Yukka and ordered him to stand back in a stern tone.

Yukka clenched his fists, his joints flushing white from too much force, but no matter how angry he was, he would not openly disobey his father, he was arrogant but not a fool.

"My Majesty is considering my proposal," Yuka squeezed the words out of his clenched teeth, and then turned and walked out of the palace.

"Well, Yuka's personality may not be suitable to be a king, his arrogance will ruin the empire," the king sighed heavily as he leaned on the throne behind him, his old face looking painful and lonely.

"Get out of here, all of you!" Back in his palace, Yuka shouted out at the servants around him, slamming his fist on the beautifully carved desk, "Father is really old and confused! Can't you see such a good time! ”

"Although it is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, it is not good to say that His Majesty is like this, hehe" A slender voice that couldn't tell the difference between men and women came from the originally empty corner.

Yuka was taken aback by the words without warning, but a look of contempt resurfaced on his face when he saw the owner of the voice.

"Saran? Despicable subordinate, how dare you enter my palace without my permission, do you want to die! ”

"Oh, I'm just a cheap life, it's not a matter of a word that His Highness wants to kill me, but keeping a contemptible life may be able to help His Highness solve problems, hehe," The slender figure who came out of the corner was wearing exaggerated and gorgeous clothes, and the huge skirt dragged behind him like a shadow, and the patterns of butterflies and cherry blossoms were embroidered with exquisite silk threads, and the pink cherry blossoms fell in the wind and the colorful butterflies fluttered in the wind, this is not a static picture, but a scene that is really flying, The patterns embroidered on the clothes moved like living creatures. However, even such beautiful clothes did not hide the brilliance of the owner. The owner of the clothes has skin as white as the first snow, giving the illusion of melting at the touch of a finger, his cheeks are as delicate as a mask, painted with beprising heavy makeup, and the breath exudes a rich fragrance that will make people intoxicated just by looking at it.

Of course, the pronoun "he" is used here, not because of a momentary negligence, but because he is a man himself. Sarand Anglet, a world-famous dramatist, is rumored to have the power to steal people's souls with his singing.

Such a striking outfit should have been seen at a glance, but Yuka hadn't noticed anyone in the corner until he spoke.

"Hmph, flamboyant fellow, now that Wesed is dead, my father doesn't agree to send troops to Yurrant at all, can you convince him?" Yukka turned and looked at Sarand with a defiant look.

"Well, well, Your Highness wants to send troops, but he just wants to bring Yurran into the sphere of influence of the Holy Light Empire," Salaner covered his cheeks below the eyes with the feather folding fan he opened in his hand, and his purple eyeshadow eyes looked particularly charming, "Sometimes you don't have to do it yourself, hey." ”

"Go on."

"Your Majesty just doesn't agree with you to use troops, don't you disagree with trade, Your Highness is in charge of half of the country's trade," as if teleporting, Saran, who was still in front of him a second ago, had already appeared beside Yuka at this moment, and he put his light red soft lips to the prince's ear and whispered, "It shouldn't be difficult for you to support a little overseas power." ”

Yuka turned his cheek to meet Saran's eyes, his face already turning to anger.

"It's really not difficult, but this time we were able to successfully eliminate Wesed, and thanks to the information you provided, our Holy Light Empire couldn't find Wesed's hiding place even if we used all the intelligence officers, how did you know?"

"Well, contemptible people naturally have contemptible methods, they are all low-level means, I'm afraid they can't get into the ears of His Highness, but this Highness may be interested," Salaner smiled slightly, handing out a rolled-up piece of parchment.

"Hmph, cunning fellow," Yuka took the parchment and slowly unfolded it in front of him.

"This—this is ......" His eyes widened, and his expression changed dramatically, but that change was not a negative emotion, perhaps it would be more appropriate to say that a surprise would come.

"Hawkers, this is a gift from the contemptible people to His Highness, as long as His Highness does not dislike it, the name written on it will become His Highness's power to control Yurrant, hey."

"Hahahaha, if I can conquer Yurrante, you must be the first hero!"

"Your Highness is polite, the contemptible is just doing his part for the future master of the Holy Light Empire, and this is what the contemptible should do." Salaner bowed exaggeratedly.

"Is the future master of the Holy Light Empire, hmph, yes, as long as I conquer Yurrante, the old guy has to admit my ability, then you go and inform the people above, I will go to Yurran to meet them in the near future."

"Yes, Your Highness, but there is another news here, and Vicel's life is probably coming to an end."

"Vic El? Is that the ancient monster Vic El, which has existed since the time of the 'First Seven'? ”

"The last Ancient Demonic Beast that existed from the time of the First Seven, Your Highness," Saran added with a smile.

"Wouldn't it be better if something like that died, what does that have to do with me," Yuka said as he sat down on the beautifully carved chair and picked up the flask on the table, looking uninterested.

"When a monster dies due to old age, a new beast is usually born, and the new beast is very weak, if it can be tamed......" Saran did not continue, but looked directly at Yuka.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"So where is Vic El now?"

"Also in Jurrant."

"Tsk, Saran, Saran, you're a dangerous person," Yukka filled two fine golden wine glasses and handed one of them to Saran.

"Well, it should be that His Highness is complimenting the contemptible," Salaner took the wine glass and drank it down, a faint chill in his charming smile.