"Are you saying that the king will definitely agree because you are important?" Ptolemy asked, rubbing his chin.

"That's nature!"

Ptolemy nodded with a deep groan, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he grabbed Faltins' arm: "Please be sure to tell me, how did you do it?!" ”

Faltins was drinking the wine that Chang Yunbin took out, when he paused his hand and asked, "What?" ”

"It's so beautiful! In order to save you alone, the entire kingdom is willing to take risks and build a space gate or something, which is simply a man's dream! As he spoke, Ptolemy's eyes wandered, evidently lost in fantasy.

Faltins glanced at Ptolemy steadily, and estimated that the boy was not insane, before he drank the wine in the cup, and said, "Hmph! Anyway, I'm also one of the two strongest people in the Kingdom of Turin! As long as that doll of Fajerez III doesn't have a muddy brain, he will have to accept that you set up a space gate! He squinted at Chang Yunbin and Ptolemy, "Isn't this what you expected?" ”

"Expected?! What to expect? Chang Yunbin asked with a greasy mouth.

Faltins couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Feng Chen, these people from another world are powerful, but they are - how to say it? The brain is too simple! Especially the two in front of me, they live like two big-headed soldiers all day long, except for blowing up the demon degenerates on the city wall, they are eating and drinking in the city hall - all taken out of their space equipment, they have been eating for several days, and I don't know how much food they put in it in the first place - they don't take fighting in another world seriously!

Faltins has walked into the circle of nobles in the royal capital since he was in his twenties, and he has been dealing with aristocratic old men with hollow hair all day long, and he has long been accustomed to the complex way of communication of intrigue, and now he communicates with these two simple and rough guys, it is a feeling: tired!

If he knew this, he wouldn't have come over to eat and drink.

Of course, the information he sent back to the royal capital was fake, these days the legendary powerhouse of the demon fallen has not shown up at all, and the few attacks have also been handled by the two guys in front of him, what danger can there be? That message was simply to urge Fajerez III to make a decision quickly.

In his memory, the king's ability to act has never been commendable, and it is better to urge it.

Just then, one of his apprentices ran in and shouted, "Master! The king replied! ”

Faltins let out an unsurprised sigh and asked, "What does His Majesty say?" ”

"Your Majesty said that the space gate will be built tomorrow."

……

The news from Faltins did prompt Fajerez III to finally make a decision, and the king had to admit that no matter what Feng Chen planned to do, whether they were plotting to subvert his kingdom or not, the threat of the demon degeneration was imminent! If the demon destroyers are not destroyed, what future will there be for the kingdom, and what future will he have as a king? Everybody's dead! He also knew that it would be difficult for the kingdom itself to resist the demon fallen, so he had no choice but to cooperate with Feng Chen.

His Majesty also knew that his previous attitude towards Feng Chen and the others was too guarded, so it was no wonder that Feng Chen and the others were happy in their hearts! Now that we've decided to cooperate, it's time to curry favor with you - festival? or something, can you eat that thing?! As a king, Fajerez III had long known when he needed to throw away such superfluous things as festivals, so he ordered that all nobles should go to the suburbs the next day to watch Feng Chen set up the space door to show that the Kingdom of Turin welcomed Feng Chen.

He also invited Feng Chen and his party to have dinner with him, and Feng Chen naturally agreed, if you don't eat for nothing, you won't eat! Besides, he really wants to merge with the Kingdom of Turin, so be on guard for Fajerez III. From the bottom of his heart, Feng Chen still felt a little guilty about this king.

So that night, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves, as if they had never been suspicious before.

Feng Chen was even happier that Wang Nan's plan had been pushed forward again.

The next day, Feng Chen and the others went out of the city with a large number of people. Fajerez III led a group of royal family members and close ministers, behind whom most of the noble gentlemen rode horses, the noblewomen and the young ladies who had not yet left the court rode in carriages, and behind the nobles were thousands of guards of the royal capital. The group was noisy and laughing, as if they were walking on a green road, and there were not many kingdoms facing a catastrophe at all.

"Judging from the royal capital, I thought that the Kingdom of Turin was thriving, and there was no danger at all!" Feng Chen said to Phineya.

Phineya's face turned red, and there was anger between her eyebrows: "These guys, as long as the demon fallen don't appear under the walls of the royal capital for a day, they will never believe that the royal capital will really be in danger." To be honest, I want you to open the space door and let some demon degenerates come in to scare them! ”

Feng Chen smiled and shook his head, if the demon detainees were really put in, then how would the people of Turin still think of the Federation's technology, which was not in line with the Federation's goals and plans.

Finia was also angry and didn't say much.

When we arrived in the suburbs, the scene was chaotic again. Feng Chen originally thought that it would be enough to let these nobles stand on the side and set up the space door by themselves, and then these nobles would crank and applaud, but he didn't expect that after the place, all the nobles were greeting each other on the grass, looking for greetings, making friends, and some were talking about business! The scene was so chaotic that it was like a middle school student who was in chaos after doing radio gymnastics, and it was even worse!

Feng Chen and Liu Jing stood together, no one came to greet them to take a seat or go to a designated place, but there were many people who came to talk. The nobles already understood the king's welcoming attitude towards Feng Chen, and since he was a person that His Majesty valued the king, it was natural to have more contact.

Feng Chen was at a loss for a long time in this chaos, and it was not until Fenia intervened that the nobles gradually quieted down. They stood in a row not far from the city walls, arranged by the court attendants, with the guards flanking the nobles. Feng Chen and his entourage stood in the middle with Fajerez III and Finia.

"Can we start?" Feng Chen asked.

"Yes!" Fajerez III said solemnly.

Bachar ran out, and when he was a few hundred meters away from the group, he stopped, took out the corresponding model of space door from his personal space, which looked like a small iron ingot, placed it on the ground, and clicked on it.

The nobles burst into discussions, they had already known that Feng Chen's side was going to build something similar to the space magic circle, but now they saw that Bachar only took out an iron ingot, but did not take out more materials, and couldn't help but be confused.

Feng Chen seemed to hear someone say:

"Your Majesty can't be deceived, right?"

Fajerez III also heard this discussion and couldn't help but glance at Feng Chen. Feng Chen smiled in his heart, completely unmoved.

At this moment, a white light suddenly appeared above the iron ingot, Bachar confirmed it, then waved his arm at Feng Chen, stepped over the white light, and disappeared from the grass.

Despite his mental preparation, His Majesty the King still took a heavy breath of cool air, and his eyes widened!