Richard Henry, the youngest son of Henry V, has been loved by the king since birth, but he is known to be a waste wood in the imperial capital. The nobles www.biquge.info Pen Fun Pavilion could not understand why the little prince, who had inherited the king's excellent bloodline, had failed to show any talent in politics or military force.

Richard was taught by the elite of court knights from an early age, but when he was 10 years old, he had studied swordsmanship for five years, and he could not beat the children of commoners who had never received formal training. Coupled with his pitiful notching power, Richard has many titles behind his back.

The prince of scrapwood, or, bastard.

Some aristocrats secretly questioned that Richard's mother had an affair with the palace guards behind the king's back, and that the son of King Henry was not born at all.

But these gossips did not prevent Richard from being inspired to become a good king from an early age, and after experiencing the ridicule of his peers and the fingers of the nobles, his heart was strong enough.

Coming out of the assessment hall and dealing with the hypocritical classmates, he walked to the cafeteria of the Wind Furnace Academy with a little exhaustion. The nobles never gave a damn to such a canteen, and the court cook prepared a fine bento for him, but he did not hesitate to refuse—as a good king, he must know the living conditions of his people.

What did his people eat, what did they wear, and what did they want?

These are what the books in the library taught him.

As he strolled thoughtfully into the cafeteria, the civilian cafeteria, which had few students, was filled with the loud voice of a teenager.

"One sausage, one gold coin, why don't you grab it!"

The cooks behind the shop windows sweat profusely to deal with the troublesome teenagers, since the establishment of the cafeteria, the grilled sausage has always been 1 gold coin, and the students who are eligible to enter the Stove Academy are not all rich, but at least they are not stingy in the amount of food. On the first day of enrollment for new students, a tricky guest came.

Lin Qiu reluctantly pointed to the uncle behind the window, arguing: "I only ate 1 gold coin for such a big plate of bread in the night market of the Tarun Kingdom!"

When Lin Qiu took out the only remaining gold coin from his pocket, his heart was devastated. He looked at the large and small dishes in the canteen and found that the cheapest was grilled sausages.

A roasted sausage costs 1 gold coin, and no milk is added.

"Guest, this is the imperial capital......

The good-natured uncle tried to remind Lin Qiu that it was not appropriate to use the Talen Kingdom as an example. Lin Qiu was silent for a while, indeed, as a small kingdom that had just risen, the price of the Tarun Kingdom naturally could not be compared to that of God.

"Tyre-Cyrus-san. ”

As soon as Lin Qiu turned his head, he was so frightened that even his hair stood on end—why didn't anyone tell him that this Prince Richard was a haunting lord, should he go straight to the cafeteria to trouble himself as soon as the assessment was over?

"I'm curious, why do you bother with a roasted sausage when you don't lack this gold coin?"

Richard asked seriously.

As the well-deserved first place among the students in this period, the other party is naturally a role model for him to learn. Lin Qiu saw that Richard didn't mean to trouble him, so he was stunned before he replied, "Of course, it's because I forgot to bring my money bag when I went out in the morning!"

Richard nodded understandingly: "So when necessary, it is the right thing to do to blame others for your own faults...... Thank you Tyre for your advice!"

Look, what you've taught the prince!

The good-natured uncle was eager to smash the window glass with a punch and re-erect the right values for Prince Richard - Lin Qiu had just arrived, but he knew it. Prince Richard is known for his uprightness in the royal capital, and it would be an unforgivable sin for the king to know that Richard had gone astray in this dining room.

"No, you misunderstood. ”

Lin Qiu waved his hand: "It's not about blaming the fault on others, but when necessary, we must find a way to solve the problem through our own wisdom." ”

As he spoke, Lin Qiu turned to the uncle who was dumbfounded by his brazenness, and said in a consultative tone: "Uncle, I suddenly thought of a way to help you attract customers-you can launch some set meals on a regular basis, for example, you can buy ten sausages and give a glass of milk, in this way, some students from ordinary families will also choose to come to the civilian canteen to eat because they have a cheap advantage." ”

"Accepted...... Teachable!"

Facing Lin Qiu's experienced explanation, the uncle replied subconsciously.

"So for the sake of me giving you advice, this lunch will be free for me!"

Richard saw the lucrative lunch on Lin Qiu's plate, and showed an expression of admiration: "It deserves to be the first place! It seems that I can learn a lot of essential experience from you to become a king!"

He suddenly lowered his head very sincerely and pleaded: "After lunch, please try it with me no matter what, I want to know how far away I am from the first!"

The gap between us is probably as far as the insect catcher boy and the four heavenly kings.

Of course, Lin Qiu did not tell Prince Richard about this cruel reality, he nodded and agreed to the prince's request.

"Little Brother ......"

When he was about to leave with his plate, the uncle suddenly stopped him. He pressed his face to the window and whispered, "You're the chief student of this issue." Can you trouble you to pretend to be beaten by the prince for a while? Actually, the prince's strength is obvious to everyone, if it is really according to the assessment, he will not be able to meet the enrollment standards of the Wind Furnace Academy anyway. But the prince he ...... Really trying hard to be a good king!"

For the ordinary people of the imperial capital, compared to his sinister and ruthless elder brother and sister who had no intention of fighting, the most desired successor to the throne in their minds was this stupid but upright prince.

"Yes, but are you sure it will make him grow?"

"It would be nice to make him happy...... Prince, he wasn't stupid enough to believe that he was admitted to the Wind Furnace Academy with his real skills, which is probably why he challenged you. ”

After lunch, the freshmen wandering around the campus spotted an interesting scene in the open space near the cafeteria - a young man with black broken hair holding a wooden sword, and the person who confronted him was King Henry's youngest son, the stupid prince.

"Let me make it clear upfront that I won't use nicking force in this competition, and if your wooden sword hits me, I lose—that's fair, right?"

This was the only rule that Lin Qiu racked his brains to come up with during the meal to give the prince a chance to win the competition. And after the competition, Lin Qiu could also use "carelessness" to convince the prince of the fact that he was defeated.

Richard held his sword in both hands, and his face was solemn - the chief student of this issue standing in front of him. And before entering the school, he had long heard of the name of Tyre Cyrus - a rising star in the imperial capital whose talent was close to that of Alyssa Shucarredo, and he was also the only super genius who completed the hundred-year mission before entering the school!

Whether he wins or loses this competition, he can learn the spirit and principles of knighthood from the other party, and this is enough.

Thinking of this, Richard let out a loud shout and rushed towards Lin Qiu.

Facing the prince who rushed towards him, the corners of Lin Qiu's mouth rose slightly, everything was under his control!

He quietly exposed his body to Richard's attack. But his smile didn't last long—his eyes widened suddenly, and he watched as the menacing prince stepped on some inconspicuous stone, and then, in pain, the prince clutched his foot and fell to the ground in an exaggerated motion.

――Who taught the prince swordsmanship!?

- I now suspect that you are a spy sent by the Byronic Empire!

Lin Qiu covered his eyes helplessly, unable to bear to witness this tragic scene that almost made him laugh.