After a brief introduction, the old king quickly cut to the point.

Listening to the old king's reward and the voice of thanks, Zheng Ming narrowed his eyes boredly.

Until this time, Zheng Ming had always firmly believed that he would not stay in this world for too long. So it's understandable that you're not very interested in finances and authority.

Just when he couldn't help but secretly yawn and look around, the old king glanced at Zheng Ming and said, "Next is the descendant of the legendary dragon god. Feel the call from the other world. ”

Seeing that it was finally his turn, Zheng Ming hurriedly looked at the old king. The old king also turned his head and smiled at him, and continued to speak: "This Dragon is obviously a little different from the legend. I decided to give him the title of "Shadow Knight" and create the position of "Shadow of the Throne". He can participate in the Imperial Council and has the right to speak and make decisions. And they have the privilege of entering and leaving the palace at will. ”

Ignoring the shocked and uproaring crowd around him, Zheng Ming's reaction was as flat as ever.

Titles, not titles. In other words, there is no territory, and there is no substantial benefit, at most it is fame. As for the shadow of the throne after that, those privileges seem to have fully given Zheng Ming his trust and great authority. However, it is not very attractive to Zheng Ming.

On the other side, the old king, who wanted to say something more, frowned when he saw that everyone was a little noisy and unhappy. At the same moment, the statue-like soldiers behind them smashed their long-handled weapons to the ground in unison.

The uniform movements brought a loud noise and a sense of oppression, and the originally noisy room suddenly became audible.

Zheng Ming looked at the pale faces and the old king who showed satisfaction, his expression was awe-inspiring, and he couldn't help but straighten his waist.

"I've heard about you, too. Gwynna often tells me about you, too. I'm very interested in you. I heard that you live in Duke Arthur's house now, how about living in the royal palace in the future? It's more comfortable to live in the palace, and it's more convenient when I want to talk to you. ”

"Whatever. I don't have anything to do all day anyway. ”

Different from the deep-rooted concept of "the supremacy of the king's authority" in the minds of everyone present, although Zheng Ming was in awe of the power of the old king, his long-term modern education prevented him from giving birth to the submission of the king's power that belonged to this world alone. This is also unintentionally manifested in his words and deeds.

However, the old king obviously knew Zheng Ming, so he just smiled indifferently and looked at Arthur.

"Duke Arthur."

"In. His Majesty the King. ”

"It's coming, it's coming. What should come is still coming. ”

Zheng Ming on the side looked at Arthur, who was neither humble nor arrogant, and looked at the old king, but became even more nervous.

He glanced at the heavily armed soldiers around him with a slight weakness, and judging from the fluctuations faintly emanating from their bodies, they were almost all in their twenties. The two behind the old king, one Cohen, still looked like an inconspicuous weak chicken. As for the powerful middle-aged strong man on the right, the fluctuations on his body were directly chasing Arthur, who was nearly forty at this time.

Zheng Ming thought clearly with his feet, Cohen, who could stand with a middle-aged strong man, could not be a weak chicken. Even if it's weaker than him, it's not much weaker.

Zheng Ming looked at these people around him, and his body became a little stiff because of the tension in his heart.

Arthur was angry at the old king, and the old king was so angry that he threw his cup as a number, and then a group of soldiers besieged himself and Arthur, and the picture always came to mind involuntarily.

"I want to marry my only granddaughter, Gwyna. You should have gotten the message as well. How was the conversation with Gwenna yesterday? Have you figured out how to reply to me? ”

Seeing the old king with a kind face with slightly squinted eyes, and Arthur who stood up from his seat silently, Zheng Ming only felt that his heart was beating faster, and his palms were full of cold sweat. He was afraid that Arthur would make a mistake, so he replied directly, "I have my reasons, so I refuse."

After getting along for a while, Zheng Ming knew that Arthur really adhered to the rules of knighthood. Even if he kills him if he doesn't want to say something, he won't fool him with lies.

Seeing Arthur step forward, a knight saluted and then tilted his face to look at the old king. As his lips opened slightly, Zheng Ming's heart tightened fiercely, and his body involuntarily entered a tense state that could bounce up at any time.

"Thank you for your patience. I had a serious discussion with Gwenna on the matter alone. In the end, we decided to ......"

Hearing this, Zheng Ming's heart fluctuated, and the aura on his body began to fluctuate. His pupils contracted sharply, and he was ready to make a move, not realizing the frequent gazes that were being directed at him around him. He just stared at Arthur as if waiting for the final verdict to be announced.

"The wedding is happening as scheduled."

"Huh~~~~~?"

The unexpected answer put Zheng Ming's brain into a shutdown. The old king just casually glanced at Zheng Ming, who was sitting back in his chair with a shocked face, and didn't pay much attention to it.

"Good. If only you could figure it out. I don't want Gwena to be unhappy either. Can you tell me why you hesitated in the first place, though? ”

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

The old king didn't ask too much, he laughed and flipped over.

"Haha. You're really upright. It's nothing if you don't want to say it, and there's no point in saying it now. But now that you've agreed, I hope you won't go back......"

Zheng Ming didn't listen to what happened next. By the time he had recovered from his shock, the old king had already set a date for his engagement.

"Shadow of the Throne, looking forward to meeting you alone."

Looking at the old king who left a sentence and walked away, Zheng Ming looked at Arthur and Lancelot blankly. It was only then that he noticed that Lancelot didn't seem to be too surprised by the previous news.

Everyone left one after another, only Zheng Ming, who was sitting in a daze, and Arthur and Lancelot, who seemed to be waiting for him, stayed.

"You already know?"

Hearing the sudden sound of a deep voice, Lancelot quickly understood that this was asking himself. So he looked at Zheng Ming, who was sitting on the chair, and said with a wry smile: "Hmm." Yesterday, I accompanied Arthur. ”

"So the old king knows that, too?"

"Hmm. With the old king's affection for Princess Gwynna. If he wasn't sure, he wouldn't have been able to bring it up in front of everyone. ”

"What about Gawain? They didn't seem too surprised by the news. ”

"They all have their own sources of intelligence. Of course, they also know a little about the future of the kingdom and about itself. It's just not that detailed. ”

"Oh...... Seemingly...... It's just me who is in the dark and self-inflicted. ”

To be honest, after so many months of getting along day and night, as long as you don't dislike people at the beginning, you will always have feelings. Although Zheng Ming kept telling himself that it was because of the contract, he still made the decision to stand by Arthur's side when he thought that Arthur would offend the old king.

This is partly due to Arthur's unhesitating help in the First World War of the Dorn, and a larger part is due to Zheng Ming's recognition and cultivated feelings.

So after he made the decision to accompany Arthur to rebel against the royal power and fight together, this sudden ending made him unacceptable. What he felt was a deep sense of betrayal.

"Why? Didn't you say you didn't want to marry Gwynna? Aren't you a secret that you can't tell? He even didn't hesitate to quarrel with me for this. And now you're quietly agreeing? Why did you change your mind? Tell me why. ”

"I'm sorry. I can't say. ”

"Ha~ I can't say this, I can't say that. Oh, even if you tell me it's out of fear. Is it for fear of offending the royal power? Is it inseparable from the identity of the duke? Or are you reluctant to have a bright future? ”

"I'm sorry."

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming more and more solemn, Lancelot on the side finally sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly started a round.

"If only Arthur could figure it out. Didn't you persuade him before? Well, since it's over, let's let it pass. There is no point in getting to the bottom of the matter. Shall we take you to see Gwyna? She told me she misses you so much. ”

"Is the problem here? The problem is that you treat me like ......"

The emotional yelling stopped abruptly, and Zheng Ming, who stood up suddenly, sat back dejectedly. He waved his hand weakly, and regained his listless tone.

"Forget it. You're good to go. I want to sit a little longer. ”

Seeing that the two had no intention of moving, just standing aside and waiting for him, Zheng Ming sighed and accentuated his tone.

"I want to be alone!"

Arthur and Lancelot glanced at each other, and at Lancelot's signal, Arthur silently followed away.

"Huh."

Zheng Ming was the only one left on the round table, and he sat on the chair with his hands on the back of his neck and his head bowed.

Sunlight poured into the silent room through the half-hidden door, and only the soft snort of self-deprecation kept coming out, attracting frequent prying eyes from the attendants outside the door.