"Today is the saddest day of our kingdom. But since I am the king of this kingdom, I must set an example! I cannot grieve, much less give up on myself! Therefore I declare that tomorrow, my daughter Emily will marry Prince Arthur!"

Yongyi City was ignited by the news of this explosion, and there were more people at the door of Chen Le's room, which was already full of people.

There were more and more people, and in the end, King Yongyi sent a royal guard to the top of the Tiancai Hotel to guard it.

"Prince Arthur, I am your current head of etiquette. My name is Chester and I hope we can have a very pleasant cooperation. "Long white hair, graceful movements, and bewildering eyes.

Chen Le looked at the man in tuxedo in front of him with a sad face.

"Master Arthur, first of all, I want to start with your most basic etiquette. Follow me along. Chester began to swing his body to himself, he didn't care if Chen Le was doing the movement with him.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room where Chen Le was.

"Mr. Chester, I'll open the door right away!" Chen Le immediately wanted to cross Chester and go to open the door.

Chester, on the other hand, raised his right hand and said to Chen Le very dissatisfied: "Prince Arthur, remember that you are a nobleman! and remember your identity again! You are the future prince of the Kingdom of Yongyi! Your every move represents the face of the country!"

With so many tall hats on Chen Le's head, Chen Le suddenly had a feeling of being overwhelmed.

"Prince Arthur! I repeat again! You are the prince of the kingdom, and your every move represents the face of the kingdom. Chester walked straight to the door.

"It's time for Prince Arthur's etiquette practice! Chester didn't even look at the door and started blasting away.

Chen Le was thinking on the spot, now the only one who can find himself and is qualified to find himself is the second prince, according to the character of the second prince, this person named Chester will definitely die a miserable death.

Chen Le was happy, but the scene that happened later made Chen Le dumbfounded.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Chester, I'll leave at once!" the voice at the door was still familiar to the second prince, but the tone was like a cat meeting a mouse.

Watching the second prince leave in a gloomy manner, Chen Le's heart was like falling into an ice cave, which made matters worse. Chen Le found that there was a hint of pity in the eyes of the second prince.

Chester closed the door, loud and loud. Then, Chester returned to Chen Le's side with an extremely elegant gesture.

"Now, let's move on with our business. Chester said to Chen Le with a smile.

At the door of the Tiancai Hotel. Scum Ben and a group of Terran infantry were disguised as a large group of mercenaries in a tavern outside.

"This head of the group, do you still need wine?" The owner of the hotel came to Chen Le's side tremblingly.

"Aren't you talking nonsense! Hurry up!" Scumbag Ben's performance is also very good, and he is now like a living bully.

"Yes, yes, yes!" the owner of the hotel quickly fled around the scum Ben.

"Keep drinking, brothers!"

The scum quickly jumped on the table, and then he shouted, "Brothers, go on, I'm here to tell you something! Labor and management received a big deal today! Do you want to know what kind of business this is!"

The Terran infantry was a little stiff though. At the same time, their movements were unexpectedly coordinated, but the already frightened shopkeeper naturally didn't care about this.

"I don't know!" replied uniformly, and if it weren't for their super savage appearance, maybe everyone else would think they were regular soldiers.

The scum Ben pulled out a gleaming piece of paper from his chest, and then he took it out with envious eyes and said loudly, "What is this!

Let's not talk about the meaning behind him, just from his appearance, you can see that this mission is not simple!

"Royalty!"

"They're making a lot of money!"

"Shall we join their team? They have royal missions, doesn't that mean that as long as we can complete them, we will have a chance to join the royal guards!"

"Level six! Tell the Boss!"

The other mercenaries in this hotel all boiled over when they heard the news.

There was no shortage of excitement, envy, jealousy, and even more so began to discuss how to snatch the task.

"Still. I feel like we're a little understaffed. The scum reluctantly showed the main entrance of this golden paper. But the scum Ben's hand was deliberately diagonal, and those people couldn't see what was inside.

"Request!" Before he could say the next word, several tall warriors suddenly appeared beside him.

The scum was very unhappy, and I don't know when he actually suffered from the habit of pretending to be bad. These people dared to disturb him while he was pretending, so the scum Ben said that he was very unhappy.

The scum jumped off the table, and then he looked at the fighters with a disgruntled expression.

Each of those warriors had a full pride on their faces. The scum could have felt that there was a strong smell of blood on the bodies of these people, and it could be seen that they were all experienced guys.

"You guys, I'll give you a hand. If you can beat me, I'll let you join. But if you can't, you guys will fuck off the labor!" The contempt on his face was very strong.

"Damn! Dare to look down on labor and capital! A few of you go to the back and see that labor and management have abolished this guy. Damn, don't think it's great if you've taken on a royal mission!" The strong man standing at the outermost of those people was also very unhappy, and he even let out the words that he was going to scrap the scum book.

But. What the scumbag didn't expect was that he was originally going to pretend to be compared. Suddenly, there were more guys with very vicious expressions around him, and they walked directly over to the warrior who had put down the cruel words to the scumbag.

"Labor and management tell you! If you don't want to go in, don't make trouble for labor and management. It's one thing for others to be afraid of your lone wolf adventure group, but if you want to ask us about the goshawk adventure group, then we have to discuss who is afraid of whom!" In the group of mercenaries behind came a brown-haired young man, who walked towards the fierce warriors with a spear on his back.

The facial expressions of the warriors were a little stiff. Then they glanced at each other and left the tavern in a gloomy manner.

The scum immediately understood that the origin of the person in front of him was definitely not small.

The brown-haired youth breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the warriors slip away, and he turned to look at the scum and smiled at him.

"Hello, Commander. I am the head of the Goshawk Mercenary Regiment, and my name is Morey. The brown-haired young man stretched out his hand to the scum Ben.

With the unpleasant things just now, coupled with this person's various performances, the scum suddenly felt that his task was explained.

"Hello, Commander Morey, I'm the head of the Guards Mercenary Regiment, and my name is Scumbag. Scumben also reached out his hand and held Morey's hand tightly.

"Alright, Commander Zabu, do you think our regiment can share this mission with you?" Morey didn't care at all who the scum was, he cared about this mission now.

"It's okay to share. It's just that I have to state in advance that this mission is a request for secrecy, so I want to see the completion of Captain Morey's mission. ”

In the system of mercenary groups. Missions are accepted by the regimental commander at the mission hall. Each mission has different levels of requirements, and some missions even require several mercenary groups to do well.

This so-called sharing refers to task sharing, benefit sharing, and risk coexistence.

Now Morey's sharing is like this.

But Morey's real purpose wasn't to want rewards for completing those missions at all. All he wanted was that chance to join the Royal Guard, and he really wanted his rank to go from five to six.

Originally, Morey had been using his own efforts to hit level six, but he finally gave up after thirty failures. So he finally gave in, and he began to frantically search for the royal mission.

Royal quests, as the name suggests, are quests issued by the royal family, and the rewards for such quests are generally very generous. However, there is something more important than the reward in this kind of task.

I don't know when it began, there is an unspoken rule in the royal mission, and anyone who has participated in the royal mission has the opportunity to join the royal guard.

Morey just had an idea to be vain, and even he didn't hesitate to offend the lone wolf mercenary group, which was only one level lower than his own mercenary group.

When Morey heard the scumbag's request, he immediately yelled at the relatively weak man behind him who was carrying a bag: "Bring me the mission record!"

The long, weak man immediately pulled out a sheepskin scroll from his bag.

Morey took the parchment scroll and said with a grin at the scumbag, "Commander Zabu! This is the mission record of my regiment. Do you think that's okay?"

The scum Ben took the mission record, and after taking a closer look, he returned it to Morey and said, "There is a clear magic mark on the scroll, it's true." Welcome, Head Morey. I've heard of your fame for a long time, but because of the importance of the task, I have to be cautious. ”

Morey hurriedly waved his hand and said, "This is as it should be!" (To be continued.) )