Albion's wind-skimming ships slowly anchored in a huge clearing on the hill behind the Torlistine Palace, their air fleet was unusually spectacular, each huge wind-skimming ship was at least fifty meters long and twenty meters wide.

There are also flying dragons around each ship, and the dragon knights who ride on them have at least the second level of the mage "LINE" level.

Albiang is worthy of being a famous military power in the world, and it is estimated that such an army alone will not be able to sweep the entire Torristeen in a few days, no wonder the royal family does not hesitate to use Princess Angeletta as a bargaining chip for political marriage.

In the original book, if it weren't for the rebels of Albion using the magic ring of the water spirits, the royal family of Albion would not have fallen so easily.

"Now for the royal family of Albion, the Prince of Wales!"

With a shout from the herald, one of the greatest windships opened the gate valve and lowered the ramp ladder, and down from the gate was none other than the heir to the royal family of Albion, Tudor of Wales!

The Prince of Wales wore the uniform of the royal family of Albion and walked down leisurely.

He has a friendly face, short yellow hair and a handsome face with a handsome figure, such a perfect man makes the girls around him scream.

Indeed, the identity of the heir to the royal family is matched with a handsome face, and it is estimated that there will be few girls who are not interested in such men.

AND WALES IS NOT ONLY OUTSTANDING IN APPEARANCE, BUT ALSO FAMOUS FOR HIS MANNERS AND KNOWLEDGE, ESPECIALLY HIS STRENGTH AS A MAGICIAN, WHICH HAS REACHED THE LEVEL OF "TRIANGLE".

"His Royal Highness Wales." A group of ministers, led by Ann Rietta, and the surrounding nobles bowed their heads to Wales.

"Everyone, please keep your heads up." The Prince of Wales' soft voice is as warm as a spring breeze.

"I don't know what I'm here for." Wales looked at Princess Angela, his gaze extremely soft.

In fact, since he was a child, the Prince of Wales fell in love with his cousin, Princess Ann Rietta, at first sight, but it is a pity that both of them have important identities.

One is the heir to the royal family of Albion, and the other is the princess of Torlistine, although the two have this relationship of cousins, but if nothing else, the Prince of Wales and Anrietta will not be together.

However, after all, it was the favor of God, and Wales never dreamed that Toristine would choose to form an alliance with Albion, and the symbol of the alliance was his union with Ann Rietta.

With Wales's words, An Rietta slowly raised her beautiful face and looked at Wales: "Your Royal Highness, you don't have to work hard. ”

The initiators of the alliance and the marriage contract are all Torlistine, so it stands to reason that the Prince of Wales does not need to come to Torlistine to propose marriage, but only needs to meet Anrietta in Albion.

"No, Ann Rietta, you know what I want, I've been ...... to you since I was a child," Wales paused, "and said, although I am in a political relationship, I am sincere to you, and besides, I think it is better for the man to initiate such a thing as marriage." ”

Wales's romantic words aroused the screams of the aristocratic women around him, how many people dream of having such a perfect and romantic marriage partner.

"Ah, I really envy this princess of Torristin." Seeing Wales' affectionate attitude towards Ann Rietta, Turuk couldn't help but pout, "If only my Darling were so romantic to me." ”

"No, he won't." Suddenly, Tabasha, who had been reading a book, spoke up.

"I said Tabasha, you seem to be paying a lot of attention to Darling lately, aren't you......" Truuk's eyes suddenly became **, "I didn't expect that silent Tabasha to have a day in love, ah...... It's all because my Darling charm is too high. ”

"No......" After hearing Truuk's words, Tabasha immediately lowered his head and continued to look at the book in his hand.

"Then, Anrietta, please come with me to Albion." At this moment, Wales half-knelt down and took Ann Lietta's slender and beautiful hand.

"Yes, Your Highness." An Lietta couldn't help but laugh, although she didn't have a bad feeling for the Prince of Wales, she didn't like it either, but as a princess of the royal family, she could only help herself.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old Ann Lietta also fantasized about following the person she likes to start a romantic relationship, but unfortunately, this can only be imagined.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in Rietta's mind, and she actually thought of the scene when she was saved from Fukai by Sikong Xu.

Heroes saving beauty is one of the most romantic things in most girls' hearts, and Ann Lietta is no exception.

"I don't know about him...... Is there ...... coming" An Lietta subconsciously looked around, but unfortunately she didn't see the figure in her heart.

"What's wrong, Angela?" Looking at Ann Lietta in a daze, Wales couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, it's okay, Your Highness, let's go." Angela smiled.

At this time, the two of them were holding hands and slowly walking towards Albion's windship, flanked by Torristin's and Albion's best guards.

As the only "SQUARE" (rectangle) level mage in Torlistine, Valut naturally stood in it as a guard.

However, at this time, the mature face under his towering magic hat smiled a little strangely.

"Prince of Wales, as long as I kill you, the civil strife in Albion will be one-sided......" Watching the Prince of Wales lead Ann Rietta slowly in his direction, the evil thoughts in Valut's heart grew bigger and bigger.

Although the civil strife in Albion has been put down on the surface, Walut, as an informed person, knows that Albiang's politics are no longer as stable as they seem.

At least now the king of the Albion royal family is bedridden due to illness, and all the political affairs are handled by the Prince of Wales alone, if Wales can be assassinated at this time......

The killing intent in Valut's heart was almost uncontrollable, and at this time, the Prince of Wales and Princess Anrietta were only less than two steps away from him.

AT SUCH A CLOSE DISTANCE, IF VALUT, WHO IS A "SQUARE" (RECTANGLE) LEVEL MAGICIAN, CAN'T EVEN ASSASSINATE "TRIANGLE" (TRIANGLE) WALES, THEN HIS STRENGTH WILL REALLY BE IN VAIN.

"Hehehe, Prince of Wales, take your life!"