Hearing the crowd's chatter, Knight Jim immediately turned around and glared angrily.

Mars immediately waved his hand, don't care, over the years in the capital of Angela, he has added many titles in front of the "Seven Princes of Sunset City", such as, "waste", "crippled", "proton", "outcast", "poor", "miserable", "forsaken" and so on.

A "waste prince" is nothing, and he lives in the royal capital of Angela, although his status is noble, in fact, sometimes even the free people of the royal capital are inferior, every time he enters and leaves the king, he needs to report to the Privy Council of the royal palace, and in the royal capital, in addition to the residence, he will be monitored.

Even when he left the royal capital, although he was not openly watched, Mars knew very well that those watchers were hiding in the shadows, and if he wanted to escape, he might be fatally attacked and killed in an instant, and if he saw someone, after returning to the city, he would be immediately examined by the officials of the Privy Council of Angela until there was no problem.

Therefore, although he is a prince, the identity of the proton is a shameful burden for Mars that cannot be thrown away, and any Angela nobleman can step on his head.

The opinions of these people are nothing to him, and even more so that these free people are protected by the law of Angela, and he cannot do anything to others, and some verbal disputes are only a futile annoyance.

Of course, since Sunset City only gives him a hundred gold knives for living expenses every year, there is basically not much left except for daily expenses, and if you want to befriend Angela nobles, you can't do it without three hundred gold knives.

Perhaps Sunset City's annual limit of 100 gold knives is also to prevent Mars from befriending the nobles of Angela.

However, even so, it could not stop Mars from going out of the city in search of food, and within a limited distance of 100 miles from the royal capital, Mars ran to almost all the towns.

And for a year, he was addicted to the snow mushroom porridge at this tavern in Port Town, and he had to come here at the end of every month to eat three bowls!

Now, the winter moon is coming to an end, so he can't wait to come.

Only food can dilute those depressions and make him happy in his heart.

Led by the tavern servants, after everyone was seated, the butler Sehir immediately ordered a meal, and in addition to Mars's three bowls of snow mushroom porridge, everyone else also came with a bowl each, as well as some pastries and wheat porridge.

Snow mushroom porridge is the most expensive, one bowl requires a silver sword, and the others are cheaper, costing a total of ten silver swords and forty copper shields.

Gold sword, silver sword, copper shield, this is the common currency of the seven kingdoms of mankind, casting is very exquisite, the prototype is the sword of the demon, the sword of the king, the shield of the knight, from the hands of dwarf craftsmen, and later the establishment of the Seven Kingdoms, it was used as a template to mint currency.

A gold sword is equivalent to a hundred silver swords, a silver sword is equivalent to a hundred copper shields, and the metal content is strictly calculated.

In a short time, a table was filled, the aroma suddenly spread, and the voices of the diners had gradually stopped, and the people who could spend ten silver swords to eat were definitely not something they could provoke, and in the face of such a delicacy, many diners couldn't help but feel inferior.

Mars sat in a special chair, and he took the napkin from the maid's hand and tied it to his chest. The maid immediately took out the silver cutlery, quickly picked up the silver spoon, and tried three bowls of snow mushroom porridge, and then she nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

"Let's all eat together!"

Mars gestured faintly, and the two servants sat down naturally after a slight salute, which was evident to be a frequent occurrence.

The diners who saw this scene were very surprised, under normal circumstances, except for loyalists such as guardian knights, such as slaves, were absolutely not allowed to dine with their masters.

And the "Waste Prince" Mars is obviously a bit maverick.

Ignoring the intermittent disturbances, Mars quickly finished a bowl of snow mushroom porridge with a satisfied look on his handsome face.

The mood is also extremely comfortable, the heart is full of satisfaction, and all the troubles seem to disappear after a bowl of hot porridge.

But just as he was about to eat the second bowl, his eyebrows couldn't help but twist into a ball, and a painful color suddenly appeared on his face, and beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead, and in an instant, he was already drenched in cold sweat, and his face was even more pale and frightening.

Mars almost screamed in pain, then covered his abdomen and bowed down.

When Jim, the knight, noticed that something was wrong with the prince, he immediately got up, came to the prince's side, picked up the bowl where he had just eaten the mushroom porridge, sniffed it deeply, frowned slightly, and saw that the maid did not look strange at all, and shook his head at the butler.

The two servants stood up in a little panic and waited at Mars's side, and the butler looked around, and when he saw the strange glances of the diners, he immediately gave the order to return to the royal capital.

There is no problem with the snow mushroom porridge, so it should be the prince's physical problem. Obviously, there is no condition to heal the prince here, so he can only go back to the royal capital to ask the court physician for treatment.

The valet Tyson quickly carried Mars into the carriage, and with a shout from the knight Jim, the carriage quickly left the tavern.

A well-dressed middle-aged man came to the tavern door with a big belly, and the tavern owner looked at the rapidly departing gray carriage with a worried expression.

"Old Mike, what's going on?"

......

The royal capital is Dongcheng.

It is a very small manor house, with the exception of a large three-storey house, some small buildings such as stables, utility sheds, etc., and a wooden fence outside the manor to demarcate the boundaries.

Of course, this small manor is only a residence for special people assigned by the royal family, and Mars, who is a "proton", is such a special person.

At this moment, in the bedroom, Mars was lying on the big bed, the velvet bed did not bring him the slightest relief, he still showed pain, his face was as pale as white paper, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered, and did not cry out in pain.

After some careful examination, the court physician who had been invited said that he had eaten a bad stomach, threw down a bottle of blue potion, and left.

The butler Sehir hurriedly poured the potion into Mars's mouth for the maid, but after half an hour, there was still no effect, and Mars's face turned even whiter, and even made a sound in pain.

Knight Jim asked worriedly, "Do you want to invite the Mother Goddess Priest to come and see?"

Angela believes in the mother goddess and makes it the state religion, and the priests have the ability to communicate with the magical power of the world, and some difficult diseases can be cured at hand, which is miraculous.

But Sehir knew that Mars did not believe in the Mother Goddess, and was even very resistant to the Mother God Religion, so the priests would not necessarily heal Mars, and Mars would refuse the priests' alms.

However, as a steward, Sehir could not watch the prince fall into this sudden sickness, so he came to the bedside and asked, "Your Highness, do you want to invite the priest to come?"

If a large sum of money is spent, it is possible to hire some priests who are greedy for money, but only with the consent of Mars.

Sure enough, Mars did not hesitate at all, and said intermittently: "Don't, even if you die here!"

Mars hated the Mother God Cult for a very simple reason, and he ran into walls everywhere in King Angela's capital because the Mother God Priest Woolf, a mother god worshipper who was bribed by Queen Bella of Sunset City, created many difficulties for him.

Half an hour later, Mars's abdominal pain had subsided a lot, and he told everyone to go out, and he needed to rest.

When the butler saw that the prince's face was much better, he led the man out of the room.

When the door was closed, Mars's face turned hideous, as if twisted, and his body began to twitch.

He didn't want the attendants to see him embarrassed, but the pain seemed to continue to deepen, and spread from his lower abdomen to his chest, and he gasped for air as if he was about to suffocate.

But it didn't stop there, but in a moment, his head began to ache faintly, and as time passed, the pain in his head seemed to explode.

"Is this going to die?"

Mars reluctantly thought that even if his head hurt so much that it was about to explode, he suddenly seemed to have the realization of death, and his life was only seventeen years.

The pain intensified, he bit the corner, and suddenly, he felt as if his consciousness had drifted away from his body.

Yes, at this moment, he felt a call from the far reaches of this world, he had never been so close to this world, and the pain that made him unbearable quickly receded, and his consciousness slowly rose out of his body, and then floated casually to any corner of this room.

"Is this my soul?"

But he couldn't see any physical form, he just felt that he existed, and that by his senses, he could move quickly in any direction.

Soon, Mars stopped wandering, and he looked again at the body on the bed that was tormented by pain, which he thought was wonderful.

"It's better to end it like this!"

At this moment, he remembered his childhood, the first half of which was spent in Sunset City, carefree, as if everything was dreamy.

It's just that compared with many children, he lacks the company of his mother and father, he knows that his father doesn't like him, and the reward for him is just a guilt for his mother, otherwise he wouldn't have let him become Angela's proton at the age of seven, and it would be ten years in a flash.

"Hey...... I should recall the good things......"

"A good thing?"

"That's right, Sally!"