Hermes opened his mouth to answer, but before he could say anything, His Majesty pushed open the door of the living room and walked in, flushed and angry.

"What's going on? Why didn't you inform Filin to attend this meeting?" he looked at Filin viciously, and Vales peered behind him through the crack in the door.

Hermes smiled slightly.

"If your spy didn't inform you, why are you here now? Blame them for not telling you sooner, but don't blame Film. Valles hurriedly shrank away from the gaze.

"Father, he wants to know what's going on here!" His Majesty was so angry that he almost stamped his feet;

The servant was now standing behind Creek and mimicking the expression of His Majesty's face, which finally made Hermes's acolyte's boy smile, but he immediately opened his eyes wide and resumed his original serious expression.

King Crick turned to Hermes and said, "What is the reason why you don't want Your Majesty to participate in the discussion?"

Filin couldn't see what that had anything to do with him. He paused, "And Filin only wants you to decide." "Hermes is exactly what he says.

His Majesty was furious, and his nose turned white with anger. Creek raised a hand to stop him, and said to Hermes again, "It has nothing to do with him?

Hermes gave a cold look in his eyes. "Of course, the princess of Filin will act on Filin's behalf, and you are still the supreme ruler, Your Majesty. ”

"But if you don't come back......"

Filmin was confident that Film's brother would be able to cope with the situation immediately. Hermes made no secret of the disgust in his tone.

Filin knew how he hated the viciousness of His Majesty's rebellion, and the brotherhood they had shared in the past was eroded by hatred.

Now that they were completely opposed, he thought Crick could hear it, but wondered if he was surprised. If so, he's really good at covering it up.

At this moment, His Majesty's ears pricked up when he heard of Hermes' long journey, and he stood as greedy and alert as a dog begging at the table.

His hasty opening made his tone seem insincere, "If someone can explain to Fihrin where Hermes is going, maybe Fihrin will be able to express himself how he will be responsible." ”

Hermes didn't say a word, and looked at his father with a wide brow.

"Your brother...... That word sounded a bit heavy to Film......

Hopefully, Filin would allow him to travel on a mission, and that he would soon set off to visit the Spirits in the Rain Fields at the back of the Mountain Kingdom, seeking the help they had promised to the people. ”

His Majesty's eyes were wide like owls, and he didn't know if he couldn't believe what the ancient spirits were saying, or because he was incredulous at the good fortune that had suddenly befallen him, but he licked his lips.

"Film, of course I don't agree. Creek said, looking at His Majesty.

"But why?" asked His Majesty. "Of course, all possible assistance ...... should be considered"

"People can't afford it. Didn't you report to Filin earlier that the construction of warships and the recruitment of crews and supplies had depleted the treasury?"

His Majesty rolled his eyes as quickly as a snake sticking out its tongue.

"But he already had a report of the harvest from that time on, and Father, he really didn't expect it to be a great harvest, so money was not a problem, and besides, he himself was willing to make this mission. ”

Hermes snorted. "Thank you for being so thoughtful, Your Majesty.

Filmin really didn't know that such a decision was within your purview. ”

"Filin is nothing more than a suggestion to the king, just like you. His Majesty hurriedly pointed out.

"Don't you think it's more appropriate to send an envoy to do this?" asked Crick tentatively, "what would the people think if the crown prince were to leave Fort Stag on this mission at this critical moment?"

"An envoy?" thought His Majesty. "Filmin thinks it's inappropriate, and people don't have to ask what the people think. Isn't it all about the wise king who searched for the spirits alone, and how much do people know about them?

Could it be that people have the audacity to send their subordinates on a visit and thus offend the ancient spirits?

In this case, he thought that it was not appropriate to send an envoy, and that he believed that at least the king's son would have to go out himself. As for after he left Fort Buck...... As a king, you are still here, and so is his wife, he thought. ”

"The queen of Filin!" Hermes roared. But His Majesty continued.

"And Film. Fort Stag will not be abandoned.

And what about the mission itself? It may spark the imagination of the people, or you may choose to keep the reason for his mission a secret.

This can be seen as simply visiting a friendly country in the mountains, especially when his wife is also on the trip. ”

"The queen of Filin will stay here," Hermes deliberately stated her title, "representing Filin's crown prince's throne and defending Filin's interests." ”

"Don't you trust people's fathers?" asked His Majesty gently.

Hermes looked silently at the old man sitting in the chair by the fire, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that the expression on Hermes's face revealed a question: Can Filin trust you?

However, Crick, as his name suggests, answers questions with his own questions.

"You just heard His Majesty's opinion on this mission, as well as Filin's opinion, and you also understand your own thoughts. Now that you have these suggestions, what are you going to do?"

Filin blessed Hermes in his heart, but he turned to look at Floya, without nodding or exchanging words, and then turned to inform his father of the agreement between the two of them.

"Filin wants to visit the Rainy Field in the back of the Kingdom of Gunsan, and the sooner he sets out, the better. ”

When King Creek nodded slowly, Filin's heart sank to his belly.

At this moment, the servant standing behind Creek turned and swept across the room, and then rolled back behind Creek's chair like a wheel, his expression attentive, as if he had never moved.

This annoyed His Majesty, but when Hermes bent his knees and kissed King Creek's hand to thank him for his promise, the smile on His Majesty's face could swallow a shark.

There's nothing more to talk about. Hermes wanted to leave within seven days, and Crick agreed. Hermes also wanted to personally select his entourage, and Crick agreed, even though His Majesty looked thoughtful.

When Crick finally ordered the people to leave, he was upset to notice that His Majesty was lingering behind the people, talking to Valles in the living room as they walked out of the room, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart whether Etro would allow Filin to kill Valles.

He had forbidden Filin to do this to His Majesty, and I swore to the King that I would not do so, but Valles was not immune.

Hermes thanked Filin briefly in the hallway, and he dared to ask him why he was there.

"Let you see with your own eyes," he said heavily, "that it is more useful to see something with your own eyes than to hear it afterwards, and to keep your memory alive all that you have just said......

So that they will not be forgotten. Fihrin knew then that Etro would summon Fihrin that night.

But Filin couldn't help but go to Ariana. Seeing the king return to his former majesty inspired Film's hopes that were gradually fading.

Fihrin promised to talk to her only briefly, telling her that I appreciated what she had done, and then went back to her room to wait for a brief meeting between Etro and Firin.

Filin sneaked up on her door, and she quickly let Filin in.

She must have seen Filin's urgency, so she immediately threw herself into Filin's arms, without asking questions or feeling uneasy.

Filin caressed her shiny hair, looked down into her eyes, and suddenly a passion overwhelmed Filin, as if the sudden flooding of a stream in spring swept away the remnants of winter;

Filin's intention to calm down and talk to her vanished, and Ariana gasped as Filyn violently embraced her into her arms, and then gave herself to Filin completely.

The last time people got together felt like it wasn't a few days ago, but months ago.

When she kisses Filmin hungrily, it suddenly makes Filmin feel a little embarrassed, unsure why she longs for Filmin so much. She was so young and beautiful, and it would be vanity for Filin to believe that she was in love with Filin, who was described as withered.

However, she didn't give Filin a chance to be suspicious, so she didn't hesitate to pull Filin over her. In this moment of profound sharing, he finally realized this true love from her blue eyes.

She pulled Fei Lin over and hugged him tightly with her pale and strong hands, making Fei Lin feel how honored he was to have this enthusiasm.

Later, he still remembered the way her bright hair fell on the pillow, the sweet wood and mountain scent of her skin, and even the way she leaned her head up and moaned passionately.

Then, Ariana whispered in amazement at the enthusiasm shown by Film, who felt as if Filmin had become a different person.

She rested her head on Filin's chest, who quietly stroked her dark hair, sniffing her usual thyme and lavender.

Filin closed his eyes, knowing full well that he was guarding his thoughts, a habit he had developed with Ariana for a long time.

But Hermes didn't.

It wasn't what Filin wanted, and he didn't want anyone else to see it happen.

Perhaps, he wished that only Filin was fully aware of this feeling, and then as long as Filin didn't say it, it wouldn't cause any damage.

I only hope that he can suppress his feelings for Floya's sweet lips and delicate white skin forever.

Crown Prince Hermes left Fort Stag in the winter of the third year of the Battle of the Red Ships, and accompanied him on a mission with a small group of hand-picked retinues, while his personal guards accompanied him to the Kingdom of the Mountains, where they remained to await his return.