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"By the edict of the eight Majestics, Sean Stirling, the head of the Hellfire Knights of the Holy City Kingdom, has entered the tent to meet you!"

Suddenly, with the sound of a male duck's voice, the magnificent curtains made of pearls, jade, and gold hanging at the door of the huge tent were lifted from both sides, and a round table of gilded and silver, with a gorgeous mahogany shape, and eight guys wearing crowns sitting around the round table, appeared in front of Buchen's eyes.

"Go in, Sean!" Captain Clark said.

Buchen nodded, and strode into the huge tent, just now Clarke's men not only took away all the weapons he was carrying, but also searched him for insurance, at this time he was defenseless except for the fiery red armor.

"You're Sean Sterling?" An old woman sitting at the top of the house, wearing a gorgeous golden crown, looked to be in her fifties, and had wrinkles on her face asked.

Buchen said: "The foreign minister is exactly, the foreign minister meets Her Majesty Queen Isabella and your majesty!" As he spoke, he touched his chest with one hand, which was a salute. In the conversation with Clark just now, he had already set out the appearance and gender of these eight kings.

"Please forgive your majesty for the armor of the foreign minister, and you can't pay full salutes."

The kings' brows furrowed, and although they were a little unhappy that "Sean Stirling" did not bow down to them, the reason they found was indeed in the past - in this world, whether it is the East Road or the West Continent, the samurai in heavy armor can use the weight of their own equipment as a reason to simplify the etiquette to the superior. Although they borrowed a few courages from their command, they didn't dare to prevaricate with this reason, they should kneel and still kneel, and they should bow and worship, but ...... Who made Sterling a foreign minister?

"Alright, excuse me." Queen Isabella raised her hand with a stiff face and said.

"Your Majesty, Foreign Minister." Buchen replied in a respectful tone, and immediately straightened up without delay.

"You've come west this time, but have you heard the assassin's movements?" Avery Gabriel, King of the Kingdom of Gabriel, asked.

When the other kings saw him open their mouths, they also turned nervously at "Sean Stirling", which was their main concern at the moment, after all, for those dictators who treated the people of the country as their own property, their own lives were the most important thing!

Just kidding, there is no life, the country is big, no matter how much wealth there is, there will never be a copper coin with them again!

"No, I didn't." Buchen replied in a somewhat regretful tone, "After the assassination of my king, the assassin fled into the Black Forest, and has been lost since then. ”

The faces of the kings are a little ugly, only a thousand days to be a thief, not a thousand days to prevent thieves. The assassin seemed to have evaporated from the world and there was no more news, didn't it mean that the state of darkness and light would continue forever? How can they still be together forever?

"Your Majesty, don't worry!" Buchen glanced at these kings standing on their backs, staring at their own strong men with cold eyes, lamenting in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face, "There are so many elite soldiers and strong generals guarding the arch, your majesty will definitely be as safe as the source mountain, if the assassin does not come, it will definitely be a fate with a different body, just like those rats hanging on the wall!" He just glanced at it simply, and knew that there were at least five or six elemental knights in the tent, and there were also two or three war mages at the great (harmony) mage level......

The senior guards saw that they were not complimented by their subordinates, and their gazes were a little gentle.

As for the so-called Source Mountain, it is a snow-capped mountain in the Origin Mountain Range, this mountain is towering into the clouds, the top of the mountain is covered with snow all year round, and it is one of the famous mountains on the Open Heaven Continent.

"An Ruyuan Mountain?" King Antonio chewed on Buchen's words, "Rogan, your friend is quite interesting!" The little white-faced king turned to Logan Trancy, who was standing behind him.

Logan Trancy stared at Buchen at this time, frowning slightly, he clearly remembered that his friend Sean was not a very good talker!

"Logan, people change." Seeing his cheap friend looking at him, Buchen hurriedly explained with a smile.

"Hmph, you guy!" Logan smiled bitterly, if it weren't for the fact that Buchen and Sterling looked exactly the same, and even the voice was the same, he would have suspected that Buchen was an assassin in disguise.

"Since there is no news, then you can step down." Queen Isabella said, "We will hold a banquet in a moment, and you can also attend, and as for the specific duties, we will discuss it with you in a few days." ”

"Yes, my majesty." Buchen lowered his eyelids and stroked his chest and saluted.

Next, Buchen walked out of the tent under the guidance of the eunuch attendant, and although the eight targets were in sight, he had no intention of doing anything at all.

Just kidding, if you are in trouble now, not only will you not be able to kill a king, but you will also put your life into it in vain!

Looks like it's time to outwit it...... Buchen turned these thoughts, and followed the waiter out, but unexpectedly, at this time, a person ran into the account, and happened to collide with him!

"Ahh

A coquettish cry suddenly sounded, and Buchen was still standing firmly, but the man had already fallen to the ground.

"This young lady, who are you?"

Buchen looked at this chick who bumped into him in a daze, and his face was full of surprise.

It is unbelievable that a woman can run around at will in front of the heavily guarded military tent of the Eight Kings, and the guards do not stop her!

Could it be ......? Although the other party lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly, he stared at the well-cut and beautifully made light yellow silk dress worn by this little girl, and at first glance it was the work of a master tailor, but there was a clear look on his face.

"Your Royal Highness, Princess, please forgive your sins! The minister did not mean it. Buchen stretched out his hand to the chick very gentlemanly and said in an apologetic tone.

"You ......" The chick first held Buchen's hand and stood up, then covered her head and raised her face, but her originally annoyed face immediately changed one hundred and eighty degrees after seeing the fiery red armor on Buchen's body!

"You...... You're Sean Sterling?! The chick said in surprise, and little stars appeared in her eyes.

Only then did Buchen see the appearance of this chick clearly.

This chick looks eighteen (harmonious) nineteen years old, with fair skin and delicate facial features, the pupils are brown, although the eyes are a little small, but there is a strange charm, with her long soft brown hair draped over one shoulder and the deep cleavage of the neckline of the pale yellow silk dress, despite her young age, she has already exuded a charming charm that only mature women have.

Buchen secretly swallowed his saliva, this chick is the type he likes!

"Natalia, come here!" Suddenly, a majestic man's voice sounded behind Buchen.

Buchen turned his head to look and saw that it was the Grand Duke of Vesarion, who had a thick beard.

"But, father!" Princess Natalia Abramo glanced at her with some reluctance, and stared at her Lao Tzu with a resentful gaze.

Grand Duke Vissarion can't stand this the most! Princess Natalia is his only daughter, and she has been holding her in the palm of her hand like a pearl since she was a child, lest she be hurt by something, how could she be willing to have a relationship with her? And for the sake of a martial artist like Sean Sterling.

He had no choice but to wave his hand helplessly at the moment, signaling his daughter to take care of herself.

"Great! Thank you, Father! Princess Natalia lifted the ends of her long skirt with both hands, bowed to her own son obediently, and turned to Buchen.

"General Stirling, I heard that you crushed the infidel's infantry formation with only one charge on the battlefield of the Eastern Front, and even took the lead in breaking through their war mage formation and beheading 10,000 ranks, is this true?" Princess Natalia crossed her hands and clenched them, raised them to her chest, and asked with a little star in her eyes, which looked like a star-chaser who was not subordinate to her previous life.

"Uh, this, huh...... Yes! ”

Buchen touched the back of his head and said, a little overwhelmed by the sudden worship of this princess girl, it is also strange to say, this girl does not chase the stars of the entertainment industry, but comes to chase Sterling, a fighting man, what's going on?

How could he, who lacked knowledge of the northern part of the Western Continent, know that under the rule of religious darkness, all the Western Continent served by war, even if it was the royal family and aristocracy, the cultural and entertainment life was actually very monotonous, and performing art forms such as opera or opera had not yet appeared. The status of soldiers, especially aristocratic soldiers, is not at all comparable to his counterparts in the Eastern Continent, and even has the status of a star in the entertainment industry in his later generations, and he is the most ideal hero and lover in the dreams of the young girls......

Natalia, who is still in her twenty-ninth year, is such a young girl, and the heroic Sean Sterling is the greatest hero in her eyes!

Not one of them!