His Majesty the King of Betley, the King of Yasar, all the names were put on this middle-aged man in his thirties, the huge convoy, the hundreds of nobles and the world-famous deep-water Palembang, everything was in the pocket of this King Betley. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, the emperor who controlled a kingdom was a rare trouble at the moment, and the sound of the strong horn reminded him that the time for the banquet had begun, and the luxurious carriage began to move, and through the bead curtain of white pearls, His Majesty the King had a way to stop this farce at this moment.

"Your Majesty, are you very troubled?" The queen sitting on the side looked at His Majesty the King with some concern, more than ten years of married life, it can be said that in the entire pan-continent, there is no one better than her to understand how the emperor who controls a country in front of her is now troubled.

Her Majesty the Queen very kindly put her hand near His Majesty's temple, and gently rubbed it for him, hoping to relieve her husband's pain, and once he encountered a difficult matter, the great king would also have a headache and irritability like ordinary people.

King of Betley, Ryan VIII looked at his wife in front of him, and there was a hint of warmth in his tired eyes, but he seemed to think of something, and the warmth in the eyes of this emperor finally turned into an indissoluble worry, and his eyes drifted from his wife's aging face to his most proud masterpiece, the Bee Garden.

Not surprisingly, the Bee Courtyard, this huge deep-water port, has gathered a lot of people, whether nobles or commoners, or saber warriors and mercenary merchants, at this time they have been waiting for their arrival on this marble-paved deep-water Palembang, I have to admit that it is a very wise decision for the lion emperor of Betley to place the arbitration in the Bee Courtyard, because only here can so many people be accommodated, can get rid of those old palace banquets, of course, in terms of budget, it is much less than other tea parties, and even has income。

"You said, it's not a bit hasty to hold a tea party here this time, I heard that after the person in charge of the Owl Club received the order, he ran to the Ministry of Finance in disbelief to ask, is there such a thing?" The lion of the empire rarely chatted with his wife about interesting stories, looking at the nobles standing on the marble floor, there were no tables, chairs and fine wine, these nobles were no different from those commoners, the salty and wet moisture wet the hem of their clothes, but these nobles still did not give up those heavy dresses, and complained about their mistakes with the friends around them, as for the merchants and commoners who got the invitation, they seemed a little excited, after all, this was their first time to participate in the activities of the royal family at close range, the merchants smelled business opportunities in it, and began to sell tables, chairs and food on the street, and the commoners found fun hereAlthough those richly dressed nobles ignore their love, some commoners still lean up, and in their eyes, one leg hair of the nobles may be enough for them to work for a month. As for those warriors, they consciously hugged each other, and from time to time the sound of swords came from inside, and the vigilant guards only scolded them a few words when they saw it, and then returned to their posts.

Yes, Palembang is like a furnace, forcibly casting people from all walks of life together with a furnace fire, and the person who controls this furnace fire is himself, His Majesty the King of Betley, as soon as he thinks of this, Lane VIII feels that his headache is gone, and the domineering and pride of an emperor appear on his tired face.

"Your mind is always the hardest to guess, but I think this time, it's a good decision. The queen laughed jokingly, rubbed the hand of Lane VIII and consciously put it down, and fell into the hands of the lion.

"Yes, I think you saw your annoying cousin standing outside, so you thought it was funny, right?" After more than ten years of husband and wife, his wife's careful thinking naturally couldn't hide from Ryan VIII's eyes.

"Your Majesty laughed, my cousin is not an ordinary nobleman, she is the blood-colored god of war on the battlefield, this sea breeze is not difficult for her, but I am strange, who is the young man in front of the violet convoy, the nobles do not have such a face. ”

The queen's words attracted the attention of Lane VIII, and the majestic gaze passed through the frame, accurately falling under Violet's family crest, and sure enough, when he saw the young man in the queen's mouth, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and the young man's face always felt an indescribable sense of familiarity, I don't know if it was an illusion.

Completely unaware that the lion of the empire was projecting his eyes on his body, Birmingham looked at the slowly approaching imperial convoy with some curiosity, here I have to mention, Birmingham where they are located, although the bee courtyard is a deep-water Palembang, but aside from the place where the ships are docked, there are too many places available in this port, Birmingham is now in an area specially set aside by the royal family for the nobles, although there is no wine and opera, but this noble area is still much better than the place where the sea breeze blows, because it is in a windless area, and the salty and wet sea breeze cannot enter the nobles' area at all, plus these nobles are all prepared, one by one beckoning servants or pulling a few strong men from the civilian quarters to clean up the tables and chairs for them, of course, the tables, chairs and food sold by this black-hearted merchant were ruthlessly rejected by Old John on the grounds that the new aunt could not corrupt Violet's thrifty family style.

So now Birmingham stands with this nobleman of Zeigo, and with the east wind of this nobleman, Birmingham finally has a mouthful of hot soup and a comfortable seat, as for Old John's contemptuous eyes, let Birmingham forget it.

"Your Majesty is really, why do you have to invite those commoners to the banquet, and those vulgar barbarians. "It should be mentioned here that the people who generally say such things are staunch advocates of aristocratic interests, and in Zeigo's periphery, almost all of them are such petty nobles.

"Yes, I think this tea party is a mistake, and wine and opera, dance music and poetry, are the places we should talk about, not this cheap broth and hard chairs. "This is the Comfort faction who advocates ease and pleasure, and by the way, the cheap broth in his mouth has cost Zeigo a whole gold coin, and I have to say that these merchants are really black-hearted.

"Needless to say, since His Majesty has decided to hold a tea party here, he has a reason, and I think this place is very good, with a great view and close to the port, and it is an excellent location. "The people who say such things are generally new nobles, and their noble badges are all from war, so they look at things a little differently than ordinary people, and this kind of people generally do not get benefits in the old aristocratic circles, but today is an exception, because of the decision of His Majesty the King, yes, the unprecedented unity of the noble group of Betley, decided to first unanimously dispel the foolish decision of the lion of the empire, and restore the previous atmosphere.

"Master, these people seem to be bound for today's arbitration. Tina on the side looked at the enthusiastic crowd and quietly attached herself to Birmingham's ear.

"Let's take a look first, after all, we are not the protagonist today, but the protagonist today is the little girl Juggernaut. Speaking of Juggernaut, Birmingham finally remembered Flona, and he didn't know what his impostor fiancée, the majestic maid lady, was doing at this moment.

Just as Birmingham was distracted, a loud horn rose into the sky, accompanied by a deafening cannon salute and flowers, and a luxurious carriage drawn by eight horses docked in front of a huge iron-framed warship aboard the glittering ceremonial army.

The ceremonial soldiers covered in golden armor walked in unison, raised flags hunting in the sea breeze, and the mighty golden lion head was like the real thing.

"Array, stop!" With a long shout from the leading ceremonial soldiers, the uniformly aligned guards stood in front of the luxury carriage like a solid shield, everything seemed to stop with this long shout, the people of the deep-water harbor stopped the noise, the cavalry behind the carriage also held the reins, the waves also stopped roaring, everything seemed to be like an oil painting, I am afraid that only the colorful sky made Birmingham have a hint of abruptness.

"Unsheathed!" This long shout was more shocking than any before, as if squeezing all the strength, the earth-shattering sound of drawing the sword suddenly resounded in the sky, covering the huge waves, breaking through the colorful light curtain, scattering the clouds, shattering the sea, like the sky, a roar of giants, roaring with majesty, with shocking power, fell heavily on the ground, and then aroused a fierce sword light, the snow-white sword light was like the eyes of a witch, rolling whispers to capture people's souls, the vigorous horses felt the chill of the sword light, they roared, the iron hooves slapped the ground, the cavalry beat the delicate round shield with the pattern of a lion, and the cries of the masses rose to the skyIt was at this moment that the atmosphere reached its climax, and it was at this moment that Birmingham felt the roar of the lion of Betley's empire.