The day before the Spring Festival, the entire delegation was personally received by His Majesty Sagre.

In the splendid court, a grand banquet was held, and the dishes were so rich that it was dazzling, and there were nearly a hundred servants served. In addition to a dozen envoys, there were also many nobles from the city of Furisz, which was a rare social event in recent years.

It's a pity that despite this grandeur, the words are all clichés that are not nutritious, and the frequent toasts for all kinds of boring reasons make Richard simply drowsy.

Since it has long been recognized that these so-called nobles are full of male thieves and female prostitutes hidden under the sanctimonious appearance, the lord is too lazy to pay attention to it. During this period, some people also tried to talk to this dazzling new star in the northeastern province, but he coped with it twice.

The only thing that made him feel a little interesting was that Bédrick put on a dress that he would never normally touch.

The tailors used by the royal family were really good craftsmen and willing to pay for them - crisp black fabrics, huge solid gold buttons, and delicate gold tassels combined to form Pompeii's characteristic black gown. It can completely set off a fat man with a big belly and be extraordinary.

But to be fair, Bédric not only did not look as dashing as Lord Half-Cent, but rather looked very much like an orangutan with his hands and feet, and he was not in harmony with it.

And in the midst of the frequent cup-to-cup changes, Richard noticed that for several hours throughout the feast, Béderick did not once look up at the man sitting on the throne - that is, his own father, His Majesty Sagre.

Even if the two occasionally met their eyes, Béderick would immediately turn his head away, and it was obvious that the relationship was not very harmonious. And the others are not surprised by the awkwardness between the crown prince and the king.

After a short break after the feast, His Majesty began to summon each of the envoys in the study in turn, and it was obvious that this was the real show.

Richard wasn't very high in the ranks, but many of the people in front of him only went through the motions, and then came out very quickly. So it didn't take long for his turn.

"Richard, have you ever planned to get married? ”

The lord followed the guidance of the attendant and walked through the long, quiet corridor into the study. His Majesty Sagre was seen holding scissors and personally trimming the fiery roses in the vase on the bookcase.

You must know that it is the early spring season, and it is definitely a privilege of a few nobles to be able to decorate with delicate out-of-season roses.

"You are now the age to be married, how about the daughter of the Count of Pierry? ”

"I'm sorry Your Majesty, not interested. Richard never expected that the first marriage urging of the New Year would come from the King of Pompeii.

At dinner just now, Count Pierre sat across from him, so enthusiastic that he couldn't understand why, it seemed that he had already fallen in love with this hairy son-in-law. But to be honest, since the Count himself is infinitely close to a troll in appearance, it is difficult to believe how optimistic his daughter can be.

"Okay. Sagre only mentioned it casually, not necessarily very seriously, "What do you think of this mediation meeting?"

"The rank will be exhausted to ......," Richard began to recite the phrase, all of which Buckland had prepared for him for fear of stabbing Lou Zi before leaving, and he was already quite familiar with it after watching it all night last night.

"Stop. His Majesty Sagre couldn't help but laugh, "I'll change the question, who do you think is most likely to pose a threat to us?"

"San Jose, Stuart, and even the Church of the Ice Goddess, it's all possible, you have to talk about it. "The lord said in his heart, how can I know where to go.

"You'll have to talk about it to find out, and that's right. "But as a rookie in Vanity Fair, I must warn you that His Majesty Stuart's Berruni must be a worthy opponent when he is there. ”

But the people called him the mad king, the mad king. Lord Lord shrugged.

"I know that you and Baker have a good relationship, and the friendship when you were young is always moving~" Sagre put down the scissors and admired his gardening work, very satisfied, "Do you know, His Majesty Beruin of Stuart also used to be friends with me. ”

"Oh?" thought Richard, if it was a friendship.

"When we were young, Pompeii had made a peace agreement with Stuart, and each sent a prince to the other country as a hostage, and Beruin was the unlucky one. Sagre frowned slightly, as if he had fallen into a memory, "Although that agreement only lasted for more than four years, four years was enough time for us to conclude a personal friendship. ”

"At that time, we all disdained worldly power, and desperately wanted to become the sword master who represented the supreme glory of the swordsman. Encouraging, learning, and discussing with each other for a common goal is a memorable time just to think about. The corners of Sagre's mouth curled slightly.

"It's fair to say that Beruni is passionate, intelligent, open-minded, curious and energetic, the kind of person who achieves a lot in whatever he does. ”

"Oh. The lord was slightly amazed.

He could sense that the elemental fluctuations on Sagre's body were not weak. Although it is certainly not comparable to Master Du Peng, to be honest, this Majesty's fighting spirit is stronger than most of the guards who protect him, and it is not a little stronger.

There weren't many shortcuts to Dou Qi cultivation, which only showed that he had put a lot of energy into it. For a king, it is not common.

"Richard, you know, I can always see the shadow of Beluni in you. Sagre looked at the Lord of Alpine Fort and said seriously.

"I don't want to be crazy. Richard waved his hand.

"Beruni wasn't crazy, at least not at once. His Majesty Sagre smiled, "Think about it, returning to Stuart as an outcast prince, only to be able to defeat many of your brothers and become kings. The political skills contained in this are not ordinarily powerful. ”

"Then how did he come to be like this?" asked the lord with a frown, "I heard that he has repeatedly proclaimed commoner women empresses, and brutally killed them one by one. The control of the state in recent decades has also bordered on complete absurdity. ”

"Beruni was also a very diligent king, and the Queen Mary by his side was also the love of his life, accompanying him all the way to the throne from the end of the year. Sagre shook his head, a little embarrassed.

"But the world makes people, and twenty years ago Queen Mary fell off her horse and died in a hunt. Beruni's inner world probably collapsed, and since then it has been a little abnormal. ”

"It turned out to be a seed of infatuation. The lord paused for a moment, and then sneered.