Inside the Fort d'Orleans.

Even after five days, the whole castle was filled with a joyful and festive atmosphere. Most of the citizens had no intention of doing anything, and all gathered in the tavern with great interest.

It only takes a few glasses of wine to hear the soldiers pretending to be mysterious and talking nonsense, which makes citizens who have just survived the crisis happy to spend money. It can not only satisfy their little curiosity, but also add some conversation after dinner.

Happy words don't happen often, so why don't you be completely happy when you meet them? As a result, various versions began to circulate in the people and spread throughout the city.

The citizens know that there is a lot of water in it, but what could be more interesting to them than the origin of the "Dragon's Guardian" and "Mystic Demon Swordsman"?

Not only Falken, but also "Dragon" is a top existence in any country. And the word "mysterious" is destined to be treated differently from other words from the day it was born.

Even, the topic of gossip has turned to the "Pearl of Falken", intentionally or unintentionally.

One of the citizens muttered to the god, "I heard from my brother who was on an errand at the Earl's Court, that the mysterious swordsman stayed in Falken because of the beauty of Her Highness the Princess. Speaking of Her Royal Highness's beauty...... he sighed: "I don't know if you have ever seen Her Royal Highness wearing an evening dress, that look...... Tsk tsk. Oh, I don't know how to describe it!"

He patted his head with some exasperation, displeased with his barren vocabulary.

"Come on, John. His friend stabbed him in the back with a smile: "Look at you, saliva is coming out, be careful of being caught by the city guards and cut your tongue." ”

The surrounding drinkers burst out laughing.

The citizen, knowing that he had gone too far, quickly retracted his head and gulped down the ale. But the tips of his ears were held high, ready to listen to some new gossip so that he could make it up the next time he told it.

The tavern was full of laughter, and the maids deftly shuttled from table to table, gently lowering the drinks and plates.

At this time, a bearded man who was drunk by the crowd was foaming at the mouth: "Everyone knows the war that day, right?" Seeing that everyone's eyes were attracted to him, the beard brought the bottle to his mouth, and after taking a sip, he began to tell his story.

"I was standing on the northernmost wall with my fork in my hand, when I heard a dragon's roar. He "roared" and made a forward lunge, causing several attentive children to shrink to the ground.

"Hahaha!"

Looking at the panicked and frightened eyes of the little cubs, the beard laughed wantonly.

"When I saw the face of the comer, my God! My legs were so weak at that time! Dragon, it was so tall and so long. He gestured exaggeratedly, pointing to the mottled oak door of the tavern, and then to himself, drawing a long line: "This is the first time I've seen a dragon, God!"

An acquaintance interrupted the long opening remarks of the beard: "Stop talking nonsense, Abel, tell me, what else happened that day?"

Hearing someone joking, everyone burst into laughter again.

"You guy!" called Abel's beard, glared at his companion angrily, wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, and continued to boast: "That dragon flew to the battlefield, and we didn't dare to move! Really, don't lie to you, Lao Tzu was so scared that he almost peed his pants! My guy Bob was even worse, and he was so frightened that he pulled out the!"

Speaking of rising, Abel slapped his thigh suddenly: "Hey, don't say it, I didn't know it at that time! It wasn't until he was cleaning up the battlefield that Lao Tzu smelled a big feces around him, and then he knew that the guy was more timid than Lao Tzu!"

Seeing what he said so eloquently, several people couldn't help but hold their stomachs, "hahaha" and laughed backwards.

"Uh-huh, what's the point? Yes, then our hero bravely stepped forward! I saw him jump from the top of the wall, and all the people around him were frozen into ice with some kind of magic!"

One person reminded him: "It's Ronald." ”

"Ronald, yes, yes, Ronald, this is this man, our hero of Falken!" The beard patted his head again and again: "I saw him walk to the side of the red dragon, and the two of them looked at each other like that, and then, the red dragon seemed to nod and surrender to the strength of the hero!

The next words of the beard are similar to the other versions that have been circulated.

The Mystic Swordsman fought his way to the enemy, and the battlefield was frozen with frozen ice everywhere. The Red Dragon's mouth spewed flames, burning the entire forest to the ground, burning the Imperial Dogs to the ground, throwing away their armor and so on.

Even after listening for several days, everyone was still full of interest, holding their cheeks, poking their heads forward, and listening quietly. Hearing the excitement, they burst out a few applause from time to time, with excited and fascinated expressions, and exchanged words with each other.

Just when the streets and alleys were immersed in a joyful atmosphere, melodious music began to play in the manor. At Victoria's insistence, a band was arranged to attend the doctor's and Marilyn's wedding.

The wedding was as simple as taking place in a small living room, with ivy trees hanging around the windows and a few pots of impromptu flowers displayed around it. But the dozen or so people seated here are all in charge of Fort Orleans.

There were Victoria, Blair, Laldo, Auckland, Newne and others, as well as General Gullie of Deleco, and Count Kodom, who had come from the royal city at night.

At the request of Bruno and Ronald, the princess and others simply brought simple blessings, and some small gifts. In Bruno's words, "as a researcher who loves medicine, he doesn't like to be too busy".

"La-la-la-la, la-la-la~"

As the music played, the bearded Oakland had already stepped on the wooden bench and began to act as a conductor with great enthusiasm.

"Please, our newlyweds and couples are on the scene~" He elongated his tone and put on a gesture of please.

At the moment, Bruno is wearing a black tuxedo and looks radiant. Marilyn's hair was combed into a round bun, pinned with a few black pearl hairpins, and she was dressed in a long plaid dress with Falken's local characteristics.

With the warm blessings of everyone, Marilyn, who was blushing with shame, happily snuggled up to the burly Bruno. Bruno, on the other hand, took his newlywed wife's wrist and greeted everyone present with a smile.

Ronald said a greeting, and after a glass of wine, he sat quietly on the side. The corners of his mouth were raised, and he looked at Auckland and Newne, who were more enthusiastic with their surnames, with a smile on their faces, and urged Bruno to drink again and again, forcing him to blush like a very ripe shrimp.

Victoria walked over and handed the glass to Ronald's eye.

Seeing the smile on the princess's face, Ronald quickly stood up and gently touched a glass with her.

After taking a sip of the wine, the princess pointed to the cheerful crowd in the midst of the coaxing: "Why don't you go and get a kick?"

Ronald touched the back of his head and laughed a little embarrassedly: "That's fine." ”

The princess was silent, glancing at Count Kodom, her uncle, who kept looking here. Thinking of the words he specially told himself, I was a little hesitant in my heart.

"What's the matter, Your Highness Princess?"

Victoria came back from her trance and smiled a little awkwardly: "It's nothing. By the way, this is a medal of valor awarded to you by His Majesty himself. ”

She took out a golden medal engraved with the Falken sword and shield emblem and handed it to Ronald: "This medal of valor contains the 'Blessing of Fearless', which should help you if it is inspired in battle."

Ronald accepted the medal with a smile: "Thank you so much for that." ”

Seeing Ronald's sincere smile, the princess became more and more unsure of what to do.

And Count Kodom, who had been secretly paying attention to Ronald's side, couldn't help frowning after finding that the two hadn't talked a few words. Looking at the somewhat shy princess, he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Before coming to the meeting, he had faithfully conveyed His Majesty's will to Victoria - in order to win over Ronald and others, he asked Victoria to take the initiative to establish a relationship with Ronald and get married.

Before leaving, His Majesty Grandon had gone through Ronald's information in detail. When he learned that Ronald seemed to have an interest in his royal sister, he ordered Kodom to convey his will to him.

According to Kodom's observations, Her Royal Highness seems to have a secret affection for Ronald. He thought that the two sides were interested in each other, and His Majesty's will must be a matter of course, but he didn't expect that it would be like a princess......

Is it a lack of courage, or is it something else?

Looking at the two who had separated, Kodom couldn't help but shake his head, unlike the last time, this time he didn't dare to go and find out what Ronald was talking about.

One is the fear of angering Ronald, and the other is that it is not good to inquire about this at the wedding.

He was just about to walk over to Victoria and ask her about the situation, when he heard the sound of commotion from the crowd.

"Kiss one, kiss one!"

Kodom saw that Bruno, who was drinking and flushed, was in the midst of everyone's coaxing, and he was mouth-to-mouth with Marilyn, who was full of shame.

Seeing that the princess was also enjoying herself, he could not interrupt her interest.

Call.

With her fat fingers, which were full of gemstone rings, Kodom picked up a piece of pine oil cheese and gently put it in her mouth, continuing to act as a spectator.

Under the laughter of the captain of the Auckland guard, Bruno shook a few times, picked up another glass of wine, and shouted there with a big tongue: "Come on, come on, let's have a drink!"

Seeing Kodom standing in the distance, Bruno pointed at the nobleman in red and green and shouted, "Hey, that, that...... Who, who's coming, we seem to have seen...... Wearing green shoulders and rings full of gemstones, yes, yes?"

Belch.

"I bet we've met absolutely somewhere!"

Belch.

Bruno scratched his head, staggered a few steps, and burped again. That staggering look made Ronald and the others laugh out loud.

"I said you guy, be careful that you don't have the strength to climb on your wife's stomach at night!"

"Uh, who, who's talking nonsense?" Bruno puffed out his eyes and looked around, seeing that there were countless figures. He shook his head and pointed angrily at Ronald, who was watching the show: "There is a kind, we will drink for three days!"

Hahaha.

The crowd burst into laughter.

Marilyn looked unhappy and quickly pinched Bruno.

The pain in his lower back made Bruno a little sober. He pointed at the crowd with his tongue wide open: "Okay, you guys, drink it yourself, I'll just do it, I won't accompany you......"

As he spoke, his body went limp.

Ronald's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the guy who was still talking nonsense there, and together with Marilyn, who looked anxious, helped him to the room.

Behind him, there was an even more wanton laughter from the crowd. (To be continued.) )