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"As for the marriage contract between His Majesty Manfret and Princess Knightney, of course I will first inform the other ministers of the court, if it is appropriate..."

"The object of marriage is not you old guys, of course, you have to tell your little emperor first!" King Byron seems to be eager to make this marriage, is it really because Princess Netterey is a disaster star? Avi glanced at the little princess again, the other party is now seven years old, if when she is nine years old, there is still a disaster in the kingdom of Sarins, maybe it is not a coincidence. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the ensuing feast, various main dishes were brought up by Mallot's palace chef, Avi and Big Nose Fan could only stare dryly, looking at those delicacies that one person could not finish at all, because of their status, they could only watch Stitch eat a few bites and put down the fork, but they were helpless.

King Byron drank wine incessantly, and the nobles and officials who were outside the banquet hall also took their glasses and walked in to drink with the crowd. After a few drinks, King Byron was in high spirits, and he sang indulgently, and then he hooked shoulders with the rest of the guests and talked loudly. Avi and Fan also took advantage of the crowd to sit next to Stitch and eat the delicacies that had not moved a few bites, while Stitch was surrounded by the nobles of the Theoguna Empire and talked.

What Stitch was worried about at the beginning didn't happen at all, and the nobles of the Theoguna Empire were rarely hostile, they were just chatting with Stitch, as if they were still in the same country, and treated each other kindly. Maybe it's because they're all in the kingdom of Salins now, and King Byron is bullying. It is rare to be the same imperial, even if it is two divided countries, they will have a lot to talk about. And when he returned home later, Avi learned that it turned out that Makilov and the others were asking Stitch about the big and small affairs of the East Oguna Empire, and he didn't know what the purpose of these people was.

The more the Byron king drank, the more interested he became, he picked up the flask and walked to the side of the second prince Amsol, wanting to fill the already empty wine glass, but Amsoil moved the wine glass slightly, and said with a straight waist: "No, drunk people will lose their minds." ”

"Give me some!" Byron tried to snatch the glass, but Amsoil pushed it slightly, dodging Byron's pour. All the pale red wine spilled on the table, and some of it spilled onto Amsol's pants.

A maid immediately came up and handed her a handkerchief, while King Byron smashed the jug at the maid's feet, and the wine splashed on the maid's feet. Amnote, on the other hand, did not dodge the wine that flowed from the table, but simply took the maid's handkerchief.

"It doesn't matter, you can go and clean it too, I'll wipe it myself. ”

The maid felt the care of the second prince, watching his gentle movements, the dignified and polite prince in front of her was in stark contrast to the rude King Byron, all the servants in the banquet hall saw all this, they had long known that the second prince Amber treated everyone politely, even the servants of low birth would treat each other with courtesy. Avi also noticed Amsol's actions, this prince who was both a good brother and a good master was indeed quite kingly.

"Hey, we're from the kingdom of Sarins! we must show our warriors today in front of the Eastern and Western Oguna Empire!" King Byron suddenly shouted, and the other officials and nobles who surrounded him echoed and cheered. The nobles of the Theoguna Empire looked at each other, they only visited Mallote as diplomatic envoys, what does it mean to "show warriors" now?

"Come, call two good guys here, and let them see our soldiers!" King Byron repeated, Queen Rosemund, and Evan saw that the king was already drunk, and they immediately helped King Byron, who weighed more than two hundred pounds, back to the throne, but those officials had already given orders to the guards outside, and immediately summoned two skilled Salins soldiers.

Stitch immediately returned to his position, and as soon as he heard that he was looking for a good player, he knew that he would see a live fight. As a martial idiot, his sense of smell in this regard is first-class.

It wasn't long before two soldiers in leather armor walked in from outside the banquet hall, each holding a wooden sword, and it seemed that they had known that King Byron liked it, so they brought weapons that did not hurt anyone. King Byron had everyone stay here to watch the joust, and the other nobles and officials immediately dispersed around the banquet hall, where several nobles stood behind Van and Avi, who had to move closer to Stitch.

"We are the guards guarding the capital, and we are ready to perform our duties to the king!" said one of the guards with a wooden sword.

King Byron waved his hand, and the two guards immediately stood up, posed, and prepared for a duel. As soon as the little princess Natney saw that the two people in front of her were about to fight, she immediately hugged the bear and hid beside Amsul, while Amsoil put her hands on her knees and looked at the competition in front of her with an indifferent expression.

Those two guards are really extraordinary, they are mainly attacking, supplemented by defense, but Avi and Fan can see that these two people's moves are very skilled, and they often come and go, you chase me, and they cooperate with each other's movements very tacitly. If it were two people who had never fought before, no one would believe it. After a while, most people could see that these two were not so much a competition as a fighting show, which was more than ornamental and not practical. Compared to the fighting skills learned in the secret stronghold of the two-color blade mercenary group, as well as the killing and self-preservation tricks learned from other mercenaries, these acrobatic "wonderful performances" are not worth mentioning at all.

"What! What a good hand! I can knock them down with one hand!" Stitch said disdainfully, looking at the movements of the two in front of him.

He said this a little loudly, and the officials and nobles around him heard it, even the nobles of the Theoguna Empire who were sitting opposite heard it, but these nobles pretended to watch the competition very seriously, as if they didn't hear it.

"What are you talking about?!" the drunken king seems to have forgotten who Stitch is, and calls him a little ghost.

Stitch immediately responded, "I said these guys aren't that good at all!

The loud response of the hostages of the East Oguna Empire startled all the nobles of the Kingdom of Salins, and even Avi and Fan felt that Stitch was a bit of a shame for his master to say this, perhaps because Stitch was the kind of person who pursued true fighting skills, so he had no way to accept such a performance competition.

Byron took a sip of wine before saying, "Don't talk big, how capable are you little devil?

Stitch immediately stood up, walked to the banquet hall, and snatched the wooden sword from one of them, "Let's try it!"

Both Dugol and Evan knew that Stitch was not an ordinary aristocratic imp, and he did have some ability, but neither of them expected that the kingdom soldier whom he regarded as an opponent would not be able to parry even a move

Although the soldiers of this kingdom wanted to use real kung fu, they didn't expect Stitch to slash with a sword so fast that he almost didn't have time to parry. Stitch's downward slash was powerful, the soldier didn't expect the other party to have such a strong arm strength, and directly split the wooden sword he held in both hands, and the wooden sword in Stitch's hand was still split on the soldier's shoulder, and now the soldier was so painful that he couldn't even lift his hand.

"Hmph, if it were a real sword, he would already be missing an arm!" Stitch was so strong that he threw the wooden sword in his hand in front of Amme.

King Byron was annoyed, and he looked at Amme with a flushed face: "You, as my son, hurry up and compete with each other! Don't lose the face of the Kingdom of Salins!"

An Suo frowned and said, "Father, my son has never practiced martial arts, nor has he ever held a sword, so I'm afraid I can't take on this heavy responsibility. ”

Byron waved his hand and swept away all the wine glasses and flasks in front of him, "Rubbish! If Bradley is here, or Walter, no one is better than you!"

Amsoil didn't reply, his face didn't show any expression, and those envoys of the Theoguna Empire could see that the person who was really capable was Amsul, not an impulsive warrior.

"Shall I come?" a voice came from outside the door.