Tang Fang looked at his reflection on the window, picked up the cup of coffee on the table, and sipped it gently.

There is an intoxicating hazy beauty in the palace of Hal under the mist, less of the embellishment of the night lanterns, and more quiet and dusty, like a woman's hand.

The palace wall reflects the morning light, the grass and trees sway in the light of the sun, and the silver carp in the pond is frightened away by the popularity, and swoops into the bottom of the lotus leaf, leaving a shallow ripple.

The shuttle slowly landed on the tarmac near the square in front of the palace of Howl, and Henrietta, Melol, Gilcott, Don Fang, Elena and others left the cabin in turn and re-set foot in the heart of the country.

Kelinia covered her eyes and looked at the glare of the morning sun in the sky, and followed the others to the palace gate.

Bai Hao and Tang Lin fell last, faintly protecting the few people in front of them.

The Paladin M5 lay on the table in the passenger compartment of the shuttle, reflecting the light from the ceiling, faint and cold.

Unlike the last reception, there were more people present today, after all, it was a duke's canonization ceremony, and almost all the nobles and nobles in "Kehanos" came to the scene, and even the officials of some important departments received orders from His Majesty the King to take different means of transportation to the palace of the king of Hal.

In the front square, there are cars of leading figures from all over the "Cabreto", which are not luxurious or ostentatious, but they are all unique and customized versions.

They may not be outstanding in appearance, but from the main avionics, maglev units, and drive systems, to the interior, seats, and audio, they are all the top luxury items in the country.

Of course, no matter how connotative these vehicles were, no matter how arrogant those officials were, in the face of Henrietta and others, they all bowed their heads and retreated to the side very politely.

Tang Fang saw Tramon's son in those crowds in a trance. Lord Kehanaru's face was a little curious as to why the Governor of Nasero, who had come here by car, instead of taking the special car of the Eastern Airport.

Today's protagonist is not the regent, but Elena, so many pairs of eyes converge on the girl's face.

The white dress was lit up by the morning light, and those beautiful little flowers bloomed on her chest. The long skirt flows behind her, like a bubbling spring in a stream.

Her face was a little red, because those eyes were hot, fiercer than the "Kehanaudon" on the horizon.

Tang Fang's face also gathered a lot of eyes, which were much more complicated than the gaze that Elena was bearing, with various emotions, but the most was still shocked.

There used to be a lot of hatred, but now there are a lot of shocks.

Because just 3 days ago. He played Jasper and Linova to death, although there is no direct evidence that the murderer is him, but everyone knows that this matter is inseparable from Captain Tang.

What's more, Zangowell relented.

The son was killed, and the father's choice was indifferent.

No one doubts His Majesty's ability, but he is such a capable and decisive one. Scheming people, but choose to take a step back. Compromise with him.

Zangowell had fought Henrietta for so many years, but he had never made such a concession.

What does this mean? He was so powerful that even a figure like His Majesty the King felt fear and trembled at it.

His story is circulating outside, and his waves are surging inward.

It wasn't the first time many people had seen his face. But it was the first time he saw him, surrounded by the three most prestigious princes of the old school, and walked to the main building of the palace, which represented power and status.

He has created a legend and an era, perhaps it is too exaggerated to describe it as an era. Yet many historians have stubbornly, or precisely, very subjectively, used the term.

When the good side of human nature is suppressed to the lowest, when the demons dance in the court, when evil breeds in the corners of the times, there are always some human beings called heroes to finally create an old era and create a new era.

This is the reenactment of history and the revival of the vitality of a civilization.

Some people are convinced that he is that kind of person, such as Marion the Elder, who is alone in Monya.

Some people want to believe that he is that kind of person, like an old man dying under the Greenwich Sky.

Of course, there are also people who don't believe that he is that kind of person, such as Miss VIVI the nut robot.

There are even people who do everything possible to prevent him from becoming that kind of person, such as the one in the Monya Empire, the Sulu Empire, the Phoenix Empire, and the one in the throne of the Hal Palace, which is made of swords and gems.

Henrietta leaned sideways in the maglev chair, her eyelids drooping, and she looked lethargic, but she caught in the eyes of many people, even the thoughts in their hearts.

He sighed again.

It was the second time since he set off that he sighed.

Tang Lin followed behind expressionlessly, stuffy like a gourd. Bai Hao felt very fresh, because it was the first time he came to the Hal Palace, the first time he saw this kind of pilgrimage of ten thousand officials, and it was also the first time that he was surrounded by many eyes.

If it is replaced by Roy, it may be cramped and uneasy, if it is replaced by Yingluo, it may be panicked, if it is changed to Linglong, it may pretend to be calm, but when it comes to him, it is an unceremonious cold gaze.

If Tang Fang said lightly, he would unceremoniously kill everyone here.

The wealth obtained with industrious hands will only be respected, and the money plundered with power stinks like dung, judging from the extravagant maglev cars parked in the square, these people have been labeled "damned" by him.

It's a pity that Tang Fang didn't say "do it", there are too many corrupt officials in this country, there are hundreds of millions of people, and he alone can't kill them.

At the entrance of the palace is a reinforced platoon of black warriors, and the specially modified Holy Cult Army-grade power armor integrates multiple sensing devices such as infrared detectors, X-ray machines, and metal detectors to prevent special situations that may arise.

Tang Fang, Tang Lin, and Bai Hao were regarded as the key objects of care, and those rays passed by them frequently, and two black warriors even had to strip Bai Hao's clothes for a more detailed examination.

It wasn't until Henrietta snorted coldly and said, "Let Trist come to see me," that he subdued the leader and let a few people in.

As they entered the palace gate and walked up the stairs to the main building, two black warriors with their power armor off their power armor caught up with them, under the pretext of leading the way for a few people. fell at the end of the line, staring at Bai Hao.

The boy showed extraordinary strength during the ambush in the salt field, and it was completely reasonable for Praise Will to be wary of him, but Tang Fang didn't care about it, and Henrietta didn't say anything when he saw this. Just frowned, a little displeased.

Bai Hao sneered again and again, until he entered the main building, continued to walk along the side corridor to the depths of the palace, and saw the ladies and ladies wearing various colored dresses, and couldn't help but whistle, acting like a stream.

HE DIDN'T THINK ABOUT PLAYING TRICKS, HE WAS JUST PROVOKING THE 2 BLACK WARRIORS BEHIND HIM.

Black Knight or Black Knight, which is darker...... No. Is it stronger?

When he left the main building from the side corridor and entered the atrium, a few people suddenly gathered around him. Doyle and the descendants of several Wall-Riding Lords encountered on the Bavaria space station.

They did not wander around the atrium, as the others did, greeting familiar nobles or officials, but stood under the porch of the main building. They talked quietly until Tang Fang appeared. Only then did he follow in his footsteps and walk towards the Ibu Palace behind the atrium.

Sambart deliberately approached Tang Fang and staked his ideals and future on him. The descendants of those Wall-Riding Sect lords are different, they are completely forced to be helpless, or they have no choice, they can only make mistakes. Go ahead.

To be precise, Sembat knew what Tang wanted and what kind of political ambitions he had, while the others didn't know that they were completely tempted by Sembart. and was anxious to find a backer on behalf of the lord behind him, so he joined the Tang camp. Later, something like that happened to the Bavaria space station, Jasper and Linova died tragically on the spot, as a few people who were close to the Tang side before the opening of the anniversary celebration of the Horus Stone, they were naturally recognized by the old and new nobles that the forces they represented had concluded an alliance with the "Morning Star Forge", and they shared weal and woe.

So, even though they were very dissatisfied with Tang Fang's crazy act of killing the two princes, they were already overpowered, and they had to follow behind Sambat's ass and continue to be Captain Tang's soy sauce brother, waving the flag and shouting for him, gathering people's heads, and filling up the façade.

"Lord Sambart, Lord of Ireland...... You're here so early. Tang Fang deliberately took a few steps behind and talked to them.

The people hurriedly said that it was not early, not early, and it was not long after they arrived, only Sambut looked at him deeply and said, "I am curious, what are the concerns of His Majesty the King, and even the revenge of killing the son can be suppressed." ”

Ireland and De Perlun pricked up their ears one after another, wanting to hear what Tang Fang would explain, and even Melol glanced back at him, with a little curiosity on his face, only Henrietta and Gilcot did not change their faces, and continued to move forward with respectful, calm, or complicated eyes and salutes of the nobles.

"Have you ever heard of the story of 'lying on the back and tasting the guts'?" He didn't pay attention to the change in the expressions on the faces of the others, and said to himself: "Gou Jian has Wen and Fan Li, and Praise Will has Mr. J and Athena. It's just that...... I am not King Wu. ”

It just so happened that De Peilun was fluent in Chinese and knew how to say it, but he still didn't understand what his last sentence meant, so he asked, "How to say it?" ”

Tang Fang looked at the gloomy faces of Servis and Li Yun under the sculpture of the god of war Ares, and said with a smile: "Because I am a commoner, from dandruff to the soles of my feet, I am full of local atmosphere, where is the royal family." ”

De Peilun wanted to raise his middle finger and say "FUCK" to him, but considering that there were many people and it was a public place, it would be humiliating to do so, so he could only respond with silence.

Ireland knew what dandruff was, but he didn't know what the soles of his feet were, so he politely consulted De Perron.

Half a minute later, he looked at Captain Tang's back with a gloomy face, thinking, why is this person so disgusting?

Although the canonization ceremony can be complicated or simple, the nobles of the United Kingdom of Tulanx are not as interested in specifications and pomp as the nobles of the Sauron Empire, but Zangowill has given Elena enough face, even higher than when the old king canonized her father Congreve, more than half of the nobles of the entire kingdom participated in this ceremony, even the local lords, they also watched the ceremony through remote projection.

The Tang side also saw Zanggowell's uncle, Henrietta's uncle, Prince Arnacy.

He's looking at Al Nasi, and Al Nacy is looking at him.

Strangely, he did not catch any hostility in the old fellow's eyes, which were calm, calm like a pool of stagnant water, until Henrietta bowed his head slightly in respect. Al Nacy withdrew the gaze that fell on Tang Fang's face, glanced at Henrietta numbly, and did not say or move, as if a patient with a severe stroke was left with only the instinct to survive.

But the more so. The more Tang Fang thought the old guy was interesting, as interesting as Henrietta.

Because there were many people present this time, from the small officials with real power who did not have titles, to elites and celebrities from all walks of life, to celebrities and princes of aristocratic families, and even ministers and lords, even the largest hall in the Har Palace could not accommodate so many people, so the main venue of the entire celebration stretched from the welcome hall of the Ibu Palace to the atrium. The corridors and central plaza were full of people. There were also people on the nearby lawn and sidewalks, whispering about Tang Fang and Elena's deeds.

They didn't dare to talk openly about what happened to the Bavaria space station in the palace, but they dared to gossip about Small and Tang Fang.

Of course, the scene is indispensable to the sound of pushing glasses and changing lamps, although it is only 9 o'clock, there is still more than an hour before the ceremony, in order to avoid the boredom of everyone and so on, the people of the Ministry of Internal Affairs have begun to serve drinks and snacks.

Again, that's the same sentence. Compared with the canonization and awarding ceremonies of the Sauron Empire, the United Kingdom of Tulanx is much simpler. There are no complicated etiquette rules, there are no too strict requirements for clothing, music, etiquette, etc., and the participants are relatively free, and they seem to be very relaxed and unrestrained.

Even Marquis de Servis, Marquis Liyun, Duke Finney and other figures only wore decent suits to participate in this celebration. Instead of wearing a cloak made of velvet, epaulettes and hats that symbolize status, ribbons and medals hung on their chests, and long swords at their waists, as figures of the same rank from the Sauron Empire and the Phoenix Empire attended the ceremony. Use different lace and ornaments to show their status and honor.

Only the members of the House of Oliver draped a short sky-blue cloak over the right shoulder, pinned to the sword of the belt with a silver ring, white gloves, and small sword-shaped ribbons of different colors to represent status and status, which were attached to the wrists and shoulders of the gown.

Henrietta still wore the loose, slightly distorted silk robe that had been washed many times, and Gilcott and Melol did not wear those gowns, and the Minister of Honour had contacted them for this, but neither of them listened, for the other was Zangowell's most loyal lackey.

Their identities are there, after all, they are big names of the older generation, and they are not on good terms with the new forces under His Majesty the King, and no one will laugh at these old princes for not knowing etiquette...... They didn't need to be polite to anyone present except Al Nasi.

Unlike Tang Fang's ridicule of Ireland and De Perron, Melol has been on the phone since he left the main building and entered the atrium, and it can be seen that he is very unhappy and a little helpless, and his mouth has been babbling, babbling, and saying something that others can't understand.

For example, "Stinky girl, if you have the ability, you will never come down on the 'Night Glass'." This is a gesture of complaining.

For example, "Drop what you're doing, come to the festival, and ...... right away, right away" – that's a tough gesture.

For example, "God, for your long-dead mother's sake, I beg you, will you come and participate in it?" This is a gesture of weakness.

Gilcott shook his head when he heard this, as Melore's brother, he knew very well what the old man meant by these words, and he also knew that he was doing this to force Kudelia to marry him off.

Gilcott also understood that the niece was a notoriously prickly head, and the same as Melol when she was young, she was a master who did not eat oil and salt, did not distinguish between good and good, and spoke harshly. Fathers hate to attend social gatherings, and daughters also avoid it, completely inheriting this character of his.

Generally speaking, parents prefer children who are more like themselves in character or appearance, and Melol is no exception, and Cudelia, as his youngest daughter, is also the daughter who most resembles him, and naturally has the pity of the old fellow.

For a woman, the biggest things in her life are nothing more than two things, getting married and having children. Kudelia is 33 years old, but she has never even talked about her boyfriend, just like the "Night Glass", which is used to standing in front of the formation, used to standing on the top of the clouds, and examining those colors with a downward gaze.

It's just that she is still a sharp-tongued master, just like her father back then, she never cares about other people's feelings when she speaks and acts, as long as she feels right, even if she risks her life, she has to do it, not to mention the staff officers of the 23rd Ranger Regiment, even Henrietta has been confronted by her many times, not to mention Melol herself.

As a result, how to marry off this problem child has become Mellor's biggest heart problem.

Many times, Gilcott gloated about this, because he remembered the saying - retribution is sometimes late, but it is never absent. Melore's current situation is to pay for the willfulness of her youth.

In the same way, he was curious about what would be the trajectory of Kudelia's life, and which unlucky person would marry the tigress home as a wife? Who will tame her into a harmless little flower cat?

The group was thinking about their own thoughts, because of such things, when they were troubled by such things, they approached the small square in the atrium.

The mist that hung over the palace of Hal quickly dissipated under the boiling voices and the smell of wine, and the late autumn sun was not only warm, but also gentle, and a little brighter and chic, passing through the corner towers and clock towers, the green tiles and silver walls, and falling on the branches and leaves of the maple trees, igniting the red, like a gentle swagger of fire in the breeze. (To be continued.) )