The city of Serres, the royal palace of Fabre.

King Fabre's angry roar was enough to lift the roof of the palace, and those who knew him well knew that the king's only son must have played some strange trick to anger King Fabre's violent temper.

"Teucer, you come out for me!" King Fabre's anger did not diminish in the slightest by the fresh air outside the main hall, and at this moment the venerable king was standing in the backyard of the queen's bedchamber and yelling gracelessly.

No one in this world will find that his beard is missing and indifferent after awakening, not to mention that the one who has lost his beard is none other than Camp Orlando, the "mad lion" King Fabre who civilizes the west of the continent with a violent temper.

At this moment, the mastermind and executor of the prank, Crown Prince Tork Orlando, has long been hiding in a side hall three miles away from his mother's bedchamber, and no matter how terrible the roar of the "mad lion" is, it will definitely not pass through the layers of palace buildings to preach here.

The queen, who was over thirty years old but still charming, could not stand the roar of Campu, and lay down in bed and protested, "Husband, why are you waking me up so early, don't you know that lack of sleep will dry your wife's skin?"

The Queen's words emphasize the word "wake up".

Hearing the dissatisfaction in the queen's tone, the "mad lion" who was still arrogant suddenly turned into a supple "kitten". He turned around and got into the bed again, telling his close lover about his misfortune.

"Wife, you see, it's your precious son again. Kemp touched his bare chin and said.

"What's the matter, I look pretty good, I look much younger than before, I like it!" the queen put her hands around Kemp's neck.

Just as Kemp tried to continue last night's game, he realized that his queen was already asleep.

Kemp shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand to gently caress Jiaoqi's tender cheeks, and the meeting and love between the two more than ten years ago came to mind.

At the age of twenty, Camp met Titian, who would later become queen, while leaving the palace. Camp fell in love with Titian at first sight and pursued her madly, even going so far as to give up his position as king and propose to her on one knee as a knight. Eventually, Camp overcame all odds and married the daughter of a commoner to become his queen.

If there is one person in this world who can quench the wrath of the "mad lion", it is the queen of Fabre. When faced with his wife, Kemp is as gentle as a kitten.

After getting married, Titian bore Camp a son, Tork Orlando.

This son completely inherited his mother's naughty and tricky character, which caused Camp a headache, but because his son had a wife to support him, Camp had nothing to do with him.

In fact, the son's smart and clever camp also looked at it in his eyes and was happy in his heart, and he also had a kind of pride in being a father for this son. But there is one thing that has always reassured Kemp. Although Teucer has been very intelligent since he was a child, he is also quite friendly to others, and there is no trace of squeamishness of an aristocratic child. However, he has always refused to recognize his identity as the crown prince, which makes the king of a country Kamp puzzled.

I don't know how many people in this world want to be the king of a country, but their son refuses the throne that is within his reach. If Camp had other children, he wouldn't be so distressed, but he only had such a son.

Amid the astonished gazes of many of the ministers, Camp ended his daily routine kingdom meeting every morning. He was now sending his men to search the entire palace of Fabre to arrest the son who had made him lose face in front of the ministers.

Luck apparently doesn't follow Teucer forever, and as it was close to noon, Teucer was finally stopped in a garden by his father and his men, and his mother, who was the only one who could save him, was obviously far from quenching his thirst, so he had no choice but to raise a white flag and surrender to his father.

But to Toucer's surprise, Camp did not sink his face and scold himself, but waved off the attendants around him, and sat down in the garden with Teucer on his shoulders.

"Son, today my father wants to ask you a question. ”

Never expecting his father, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, to talk to him like this, a hint of shame appeared on Tok's small cheeks, but he still stared at his father with a pair of azure eyes.

"Why don't you want to be the crown prince? Don't worry, you tell the truth, my father will definitely not be angry this time. Kemp clearly felt the rejection of the problem by his son in his arms, so he comforted him.

"I think my father would be a good king. Teucer replied timidly.

"But one day your father will leave you, and then you will be the next king of the kingdom. ”

"I, I'm scared!"

"Are you afraid, what are you afraid of?" Camp couldn't understand the meaning of his son's words.

"I was afraid that I would not be a good king, that I would not have the majesty of my father. Teucer finally explained why he had refused to recognize his status as crown prince.

"Hehe, not every king has to be as majestic as his father, and being a loving king may be more beloved by his subjects. Kemp chuckled.

"But I don't have the courage, isn't every king of Fabre a hero of extraordinary courage?"

Indeed, since the establishment of the kingdom of Fabre, every king has been a heroic figure with extraordinary martial skills, and Camp was a very famous knight in his own youth, and even the current military secretary of the kingdom considers Camp to be a warrior. If he hadn't been a king, he would have been a very good general.

It seems that his son needs to exercise, and he is confined to the palace all day long, facing his father, known as the "Mad Lion", and it is no wonder that he has no confidence in himself. If he hadn't taken over the throne directly from his grandfather at the age of eighteen because his father had died young, he might have lacked confidence. It was the early death of his father that made Camp realize that he could take over Fabre's scepter at any time and continue to train himself, so that he would become the famous "mad lion" in the western part of the continent.

"By the way, do you want to go out and play outside the palace?" Camp changed the subject abruptly.

"Outside the palace?" said Teucer's face with a look of yearning.

"Yes, outside the palace!" Camp had a plan in mind at the moment, that is, to let his son go out into the world to exercise. With his current martial arts, the average knight is no longer his opponent, and Teucer is innocent and kind by nature, so he won't get into any trouble if he thinks about it. Of course, some little naughtiness is inevitable, after all, he is only a sixteen-year-old teenager who has "never seen the world".

"When?" After receiving his father's affirmative answer, Teucer was very excited, anxiously inquiring about the exact time.

"But this time you went out of the palace alone, but you didn't have your father, queen and queen mother to accompany you!"

Teucer lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then nodded sharply at his father, signaling that he had made up his mind to leave the palace.