"Is this Her Majesty Queen Remilia? ”

"Smack!" a dirt-stained, extremely rough slap slapped on the back of the middle-aged man's head, "What nonsense? This is Her Majesty, is your girl comparable?"

The man who had been slapped and had just shown anger on his face, suddenly showed embarrassment on his face when he heard this, but his face was still angry, and whoever suddenly received a slap on the head would not let others go easily, "Then I said mine, why did you beat me?"

"You, why don't you know the hearts of good people?" the old man who beat people looked like he had no good intentions, "Twelve years ago, when Grand Duke Muria held a ruling ceremony, I saw Princess Remilia, and there is no change from the current appearance.

Can you orchestrate this kind of noble existence that has a trip with the great gods of heaven? Do you know what happens if you offend such a noble being like a god?"

In the eyes of the lower people, the rulers of the kingdom are not much different from the gods they worship and pray in the church, they are all the same high, the same powerful and mysterious, and they can only see their near-perfect faces.

"What's the end?" the middle-aged man who had already been frightened by the old man asked blankly, he happened to be one of the few people who hadn't seen the ceremony in the past twelve years.

"Hehe, do you know the Viscount Lodge who was taken to the royal capital to be hanged five months ago?"

"Of course I do. The horror in the eyes of the middle-aged man was even stronger, it was their lord, of course it was five months, after the lord was hanged, his family was also erased, and the territory was directly nationalized and directly governed by the royal family.

"Do you know why Viscount Lodge was hanged?" said the old man, who likes to tease young people when they are old.

"Why?"

"Because when Viscount Lodge attended the banquet, he arranged to slander the Archduke of Muria, and said a lot of dissatisfaction with the rule of the Grand Duke of Muria. ”

"Slander Archduke Muria, then he deserves to die. I don't want to think about it, the middle-aged man said. In the hearts of the people at the bottom, Muria's image is very good.

"No, Viscount Lodge is a slanderer......" After spraying the nobles who had exploited them, the middle-aged man also reacted and realized what he said, "I didn't slander Her Majesty Queen Remilia, I just think the queen looks too young." ”

"Okay, this old man is teasing you, who will pay attention to what you say with a low-status guy?" A person next to him really couldn't stand this old man teasing the middle-aged man like this, and said.

"Oh, yes!" For the first time in his life, the middle-aged man felt that his low status was a good thing, but then he glared at the old man next to him.

"Look at what I'm doing, look at the spell spirit curtain above, what's so nice about me as a bad old man?" the old man looked at the middle-aged man who couldn't hide his anger with a puzzled expression, "Do you think I'm better looking than Her Majesty Queen Remilia above?"

"Phew!" Looking at the old face of the bad old man in front of him, which was full of ravines and folds, the middle-aged man really wanted to spit on him.

"Don't look at me, look at it, you see, Queen Remilia actually has a pair of wings stretched out of her body. The old man was a little surprised as he looked at the screen of the spell above his head.

"Wings?" The middle-aged man hurriedly raised his head, and immediately saw that behind the blue-haired and red-eyed Queen Lori who stretched out from the center of the screen and was dressed in a gorgeous dress, a wings that were taller than her spread out, and there were black and gold mysterious lines on them, which looked shocking.

"Big, beautiful wings! I want that, too. A little girl who was hugged by her parents to watch Remilia's enthronement ceremony looked at the beautiful young lady above with envy.

Hearing such innocent words, everyone around them let out a good-natured laugh, and no one had any objection to the extra pair of wings behind Remilia, that is, to give it a beautiful look.

It's not surprising that those big men have been different from them since birth, with an extra pair of wings, an extra leg, or two hands, or something.

"Alas, the queen of our Lockman Kingdom is not human anymore. Unlike the calm-faced civilians around him, the old man had a depressed look on his face and let out a low sigh.

"Old man, you actually insult the queen? You're finished, I'll tell you. When the already angry middle-aged man next to him heard this, he grabbed the old man's coarse cloth robe and showed a smug look on his face, "I'm going to report you to the patrol." ”

"You give it to me. The clothes were suddenly grabbed and the old man's face darkened slightly, "When did I insult the queen?"

"Just now, you said that the queen is not human, and you still want to quibble?" the middle-aged man was a little excited.

"This little girl is not a human in the first place, are you blind? With such a big pair of wings, can she still be a human?" the old man said with some annoyance, "There are already few pure-blood rulers in the human kingdom, and now there is one less, although it has been expected that after being raised by the dragon for more than ten years, it is impossible to maintain pure human blood, but it is quite disappointing to see this scene with my own eyes." ”

"Aren't those big guys like this? Are you full of these worries?" the middle-aged man looked at the old man with a sneering look on his face, and stared at the old man with a look at the dirt buns.

"When this princess was born, I saw it with my own eyes, she was a pure-blooded human. The old man sighed.

"You can really brag, and you've seen princesses when you were a kid. The middle-aged man scoffed.

"Do you know who I am? The old man looked proud.

"An old man who farms, who knows you?"

"Farming. The old man tugged at the corners of his mouth and touched the skin on his face, which seemed to have become extremely rough and dark from the wind and rain, "Then look at me now." ”

"Uh, who are you?" The middle-aged man was a little confused, because the appearance of the old man who seemed to be a farmer in front of him had changed greatly, from a weathered old man to a ruddy-faced and pampered old man, and the coarse cloth clothes on his body had changed into a delicate white robe.

"What do you say?" a simple wooden cane appeared in the old man's hand, and a faint spiritual light overflowed from it, revealing his identity.

"Mage!"

"Do you know or don't let go?" The old man showed a proud look on his face, although he had experienced it many times, but this kind of identity was recognized and then enjoyed the admiration and awe of others, it was really good, and it was tried and tested.

"Qi, just your poor dress, you are one of those wandering mages who can only do some tricks!"

"A wandering mage who can only do tricks?" The old man's face turned red, revealing a hint of annoyance, "Why don't you just say that I'm an old liar?"

"You're a bit of a talent, so you're not a liar. ”

"My name is Mason. The old mage blackened his face and reported his name, and he swore that he would never pretend to be AC in front of such an ignorant dirt bun again.

"Mason, why aren't you called Merlin?"

"That's my brother. The old mage's face darkened.

"Old liar, you are really thick-skinned, Merlin is one of the greatest mages in the history of the human race, and he actually said that he is your brother, and Lord Merlin was a big man tens of thousands of years ago. ”

Being regarded as a liar, the old mage's expression calmed down, and he looked at the middle-aged man with a kind face, "Little guy who didn't know anything, have you heard of melee mages?"

"Old liar, you're me again, and you're trying to deceive me, how can there be a melee mage. The middle-aged man looked disdainful, it was common knowledge that mages were not good at melee combat.

"Yes, it's just that you haven't seen much and haven't heard of it. With that, the old mage Mason pointed to himself, "I'm a melee mage. ”

"Hehe!" The middle-aged man looked at the old mage's slightly clumsy thin body and sneered.

"Want to see how melee mages fight?"

"Good!"

"Boom!" the thick, pulped black wooden cane landed heavily on the back of the middle-aged man's head......