Mantas is a beautiful city in spring, when the flowers of the aristocratic courtyards begin to bloom, butterflies flutter in them, and birds sing in the treetops. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe rich and noble entered the courtyard and the royal park at this time, enjoyed the beautiful scenery inside, and discussed the political and idle affairs around them. And the concubines began to hold one banquet after another, enjoying this spring gathering.

Of course, this assembly is hectic for the farmers, who work hard for the sake of farming and go into their fields at this time with their tools to get rid of the beautiful wildflowers that compete with the crops for nutrients, but they still collect some of the special varieties. The small flowers that only grow and bloom now are a common magic potion material, and these plants can bring farmers a lot of extra income, which is the only benefit that flowers bring them.

The big city is in a happy mood at this time, and people are busy with their jobs and don't have much time to think about other things. Even the loss of territory at the front is a major event that is somewhat insignificant to them.

The common people listened to the propaganda of the upper echelons, thinking that the other side and the kingdom army were fighting for peace, and the kingdom's suppression also made the correct news of the south reach their ears for a long time, so they thought that they were the victorious side. For most of the nobles, although the battle on the front line frightened them for a while, but then the so-called "good news" came, and the other side was forced to retreat, although they lost a lot of land, and even lost part of White Oak City, so that the honor of the kingdom was damaged. But for them, as long as the other side loses the motivation to go north, then they win. They were nobles, lords of land, and as long as nothing happened to their own realm, then they would not care about the war in the south. After all, those are damn old stubborn lands of the South and have little to do with them.

In this way, although the front line suffered defeats, most of the nobles of Mantas City were still able to live as comfortably as before, enjoying the beauty of spring and enjoying a rich life. Although many nobles also cared about politics, once they were away from themselves, it didn't make much sense.

Of course, not all nobles think so, at least His Majesty the King will not let them think so.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, that we failed to live up to your expectations." In a very clean courtyard of the palace castle, Margor was standing in the corner of the courtyard with a ashamed face, and in front of him was His Majesty the King, who was silent in front of the flowers.

Unlike the previous flamboyant dress, His Majesty the King now wears a very simple outfit, as if he came out wearing only pajamas. And beside him, the minister whom he had always been so fond of trusting, also had some parchment scrolls and papers, and waited silently for His Majesty's orders.

"Hey... Forget it, it's not your problem, and frankly, you've done a great job. Salondron sighed heavily, and walked over to the table in the middle of the courtyard, feeling the somewhat mottled stone slabs on the table.

"I remember that since I was a child, my noble father had been here to read the war reports from the front, and when the war was over, he would chat here with General Horner. At that time, there was no unwinnable war, and every time it was good news, so General Horner was here every time, telling his father about the details of the war and the problems that existed in it. He was already very old then, so old that my father would sometimes call him uncle, and I was a kid then, but I was very happy then. Salondron touched the table and began to talk about the past, very emotional.

"Until I ascended the throne, whether it was to quell the rebellion or clear the mountain people, General Horner made great contributions, and I talked with him here about the war, just as my father did at the beginning. But today, General Seon is not here, this is the first time in his life that he has not come here after a war since he became a general, this is the first time he has not won a war! He can't do it, so what can you do? Salondron said this, looking a little excited, and his fingers trembled a little.

"Margor, you are an honorable member of our Subic family, and you should know what White Oak means to us and to the kingdom. In hundreds of years, in so many wars, no monarch has ever lost it, and I am the first! It is the greatest insult to me to draw a border from the city! An insult to the kingdom! Salondron became more and more agitated, and his speech and body were a little uncontrollable.

"Those who eat the best food, enjoy the taxes of their territory on the lands of the kingdom, and now put the war aside are fools! They are bloodsuckers! It's a filthy fat pig, it's a coward, it's a thief! They are more greedy than the most ferocious wolves, and their arrogance knows no bounds, as if they could stand on the head of our glorious ancestors. But I'm going to tell them, they're a bunch of shit! A bunch of waste that can't keep even the most precious legacy! That's right, they're rubbish, and I'm a trash with a crown! Salondron lost control and began to curse, for the first time in his life, even the minister and Margor did not know what to do.

"I promised my father that I would revive the kingdom and restore the family to its former glory, and the most respected old man in the world paid with his life for it, but what about me? but I have done more than every king. If there really is an afterlife, how will I face my father? Even now, how am I going to face General Horner, the old man who sacrificed his life to protect me! ”

Salondron sat down in his chair, covered his face with his hands and began to cry, he cried so sadly, so angry, and in his cry there was pain and sorrow in his heart that had been immersed for many years.

There was nothing to be done by Margor but to watch him in pain. Salondron was a king who was very good at disguising his feelings, but even then he could not bear such insults. Margor had never been a king, but he knew that his daily torment on the throne was more lasting than that of the warriors at the front.

After a long time, Salondron was completely calm, and although his face was full of tears, there was no trace of sadness in his expression, as if nothing had happened.

"Is the matter of the battleship settled?" Salondron asked calmly.

"It's still negotiating, but Leon seems to have a new request..."The minister next to him whispered.

"Promise them all, but quickly, we must take revenge!" Salondron said firmly.

"How ironic that we had three first-class warships in the days of Sakturi the Great, and now we are going to buy a second-hand old ship from Leon. If the Emperor knew, he would definitely not be happy. With that, Salondron got up and patted Margor on the shoulder, motioning for him to leave with him.