Chapter 25: The Prince of Idle Fish

At his waist he was equipped with two one-handed swords, one was a very ordinary practice sword, and the other was very promising.

At the end of the hilt of the sword is carved a lion's head, dyed with amber lion eyes, and the pride of everything is fierce, even if the whole sword is put into the scabbard, it cannot resist the domineering handsomeness.

He is the strongest swordsman in the kingdom of Eink - "Grossar. Lord Musajah".

Holding one of the two famous swords created by the legendary craftsman Kintru, the Lionheart of Steel is the first artifact in history to incorporate magic into the sword.

Despite his status as a swordsman, Grossar is also an excellent magister, strong enough to perform "illusion magic", able to manipulate the elements with ease, and even enhance the power of the spell.

However, due to habit, Grossar is still good at fighting with a great sword when fighting.

He is currently the chief captain of the Janissaries of Einck.

With such a famous man now waking up a boy who was lying in bed, it is no wonder that the maid is overwhelmed with fear.

"General Grossar! I'm very sorry, it should be the little girl's job to wake up the young master, but I have to let you do it for the little one. ”

The maid hurriedly knelt down to apologize, her trembling body still did not stop, and her panicked eyes did not dare to look at Grossar in front of her.

Surprisingly, Grossar is very close to the people.

Completely different from the domineering of the body, in the face of the maid who was several ranks below him, Grossar was not angry, but gentle comfort.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, this little ghost is notoriously difficult, except for the emperor, the one who can cure this little ghost should be me. You just step down, and leave it to me, little ghost. ”

Like a passionate uncle on the street, Grossar waved his hand casually and motioned for the maid to stand back.

The maid certainly couldn't have been happier.

She quickly moved her trembling body, bowed to General Grossar in her sincerest thanks, and hurried out of the room.

Seeing that the maid had gone away, Grossar, who sighed, looked at the boy who was snickering, very helpless.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised and buried in the soft pillow, but his seemingly closed eyes opened mischievously and secretly, and he looked in the direction away from the maid with a squint-

It meant that the eyes of victory came out of the gaps in the eyes.

…… This kid really did it on purpose.

Grossar, who was all in sight, did not scold him seriously, but slowly walked to his bedside and called the boy helplessly.

"Hey, when you wake up, how long will you sleep?"

However, the boy still ignored Grossar and continued his superb but somewhat clumsy acting skills.

But how can Grossar have time to play monkey games with the boys?

It is also evident that Grossar is not as gentle as a maid.

Seeing that the boy did not intend to get up, Grossar knelt on one knee without saying a word, then lifted the hilt of the sword at his waist and gently struck it on the back of Wu's head.

It seems to be a gentle force, but the sound of hitting the head is very loud.

There was a loud bang, and it really knocked down.

"Wu, it's time for you to wake up, right?"

But the boy was used to it.

There was no overreaction, but he still opened his heavy eyelids without any reaction, and casually echoed in a weak tone:

"Hmm——? You're here...... Can you help me take a leave of absence today? ”

"You're dreaming, aren't you? Don't hurry up for me. ”

"Yes, I'm just dreaming, good night."

Playing with Grosar mischievously, the boy smiled and continued to fall asleep.

"You ...... guy"

Grossar shook his head helplessly, and tapped the boy on the head with twice as much force as before.

No, it's already ten times as much, it's enough force to give a boy a concussion.

However, the boy's head was also unexpectedly hard, perhaps due to the usual training.

But even though it was fine, the sharp pain was still real in the boy's brain.

"It hurts!"

The boy cried out in pain.

At the same time, the boy finally opened his eyes, and the tears were squeezed out a little by the pain.

Now the boy really woke up.

Reluctantly, he slowly got up, straightened his languid back and yawned.

"You're really not soft, Grossar."

"Next time I stay in bed, I will definitely wake you up with more force."

"Yes yes yes ......"

Stroking the struck part, the boy slowly detached himself from the warm mattress like a turtle, and at the same time picked up the golden basin and wet towel that the maid had prepared for him on the table, and walked towards the sink by the door.

While waiting for the boy to finish grooming, Grossar also sat on the boy's bed, looking at the lazy back.

After sitting on the heavy armor, the floppy mattress was immediately pressed into a large depression.

Placing the greatsword beside the bed, Grossar couldn't help but sigh.

"Wu-you, as one of the emperor's successors, you should also have some self-knowledge, otherwise you will be gossiped about by others."

The boy wiped his face full of feces and saliva, and replied disapprehantly:

"It's okay, anyway, my brother is so good, a country won't need two kings, so I won't fight with my brother."

"The problem is not this ......"

"By the way, uncle, can you take me to the market again today? I saw a vendor who was full of fun, but I didn't play because of the access control, so I must have enough fun today! ”

"You kid......"

Grossar's stomach suddenly burned with fire—the anger that burned because he hated iron and didn't make steel.

Picking up the greatsword that had just been placed, Grossar, who was so angry that he couldn't speak, made a gesture to pull out the greatsword.

What a terrible scene.

Even though the boy knew it was just a threat, he was still subconsciously frightened.

This threat made the boy instantly dispel the sleepy eyes of the previous second, and hurriedly raised his hands to make a gesture of surrender.

"Just kidding! Just kidding! I'll finish learning the emperor obediently. ”

"Yes, that's good."

Grossar eased the anger just now, put away the big sword, and said with a little softheart:

"But...... If you're done today, maybe—I'll take you to the market for a while. ”

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Great! That's what you said! Liars will be constipated for a month! ”

"Alright, alright...... Hurry up and freshen up. ”

"What's wrong with that?"

The overjoyed boy quickly wrung out the soaked towel, wiped his fair face haphazardly, and used the remaining water in his hands to wet the messy pale short hair, grabbing a decent hairstyle.

He took off his wrinkled pajamas and put on an aqua blue eagle robe, which was simple but simple.

Finally, he ran to the long mirror next to the door, and after confirming the dress, he took two bundles of bamboo scrolls from the table and left the room with infinite anticipation.

"That kid is really worrying......"

Grossar sighed helplessly.

The uneasy eyes watched the boy leave, and the low murmur revealed a gentleness and thoughtfulness that was completely out of step with Grossal.

"Wu. "Einke" was the boy's name.

In reality, though, his real name isn't "Wu. Eynke".

In the absence of turnips. Before the name Aynck, the mischievous boy was just a nameless single-parent child.

Wu, who once lived in the slums and was raised by his biological mother, was adopted by Discent by some fate, and it is because of this that he lived in the royal city.

After being adopted into the palace, Wu also naturally became the son of Diesent, and he was also the little prince of the Kingdom of Aynk.

Fifteen years old, with pale short hair and a pair of blue eyes, he is thin and small, he is not good at any sports and martial arts, and he is not exposed to the sun, so his whole skin is very white and tender.

His facial features are deep, his tone is softer than that of boys of the same age, and his handsome appearance makes him popular with many young women.

However, Wu is not very interested in women.

As the youngest son of King Eynck, Wu had high hopes from his father, but he himself did not think so.

He doesn't like too cumbersome things, thinking that "governing state affairs" or "ruling ten thousand people" is too troublesome, and watching his father deal with national affairs with a tired face every day, I really don't understand why my father is willing to sacrifice his playtime and bury himself in these mountains of political affairs all day long.

From an early age, he received a lot of education, from literary political science, imperial to martial arts, court fighting, magicianism, .......

These long-term occupations in Wu's childhood, but Wu who had no interest, either dropped off on the grounds of leave, or was distracted or fell asleep during class, which also made Wu's academic performance not ideal.

But that doesn't mean you're stupid.

Maybe he himself doesn't know that Wu's IQ is very high.

Many mentors who have guided Wu have commented on Wu like this-

"With an ability to comprehend beyond ordinary people, and at the same time have clear thinking and logic, it may not be ideal in terms of magical talent, but if it is cultivated, it will definitely be a terrifying talent in the future!"

This is not a lie made up out of rank, it is a very true evaluation.

Wu is quite good at making suggestions, and his reading and comprehension skills are also better than his peers. He is even more sensitive to the perception of his surroundings.

In addition, Wu seems to have the ability to "never forget".

As long as you look at it a few times, you can clearly imprint it in your mind, and often crammed before the exam, but the results are unusually high, and you can even easily get a full score.

Despite this, Wu's grades are still unsatisfactory, after all, the number of times he has skipped classes is too many to count.

That's why Grossar feels so sorry for Wu.

He could have become an admired genius, but he chose to be willing to fall and live a vulgar life as a crazy madman.

But in the same way, Grossar is well aware of Wu's personality and the meaning of the boy's actions.

In the end, he still couldn't do anything, so he could only silently watch Wu grow up.

After walking out of the door, he stepped into the corridor that was almost endless, and could only vaguely see the door at the end.

The promenade is covered with a red carpet with gold edges, with several precious paintings hanging on the left wall and a row of gilded windows on the right.

In the morning, the maid had just cleaned the corridor, and at the same time opened the heavy bright red curtains, and the sun outside the royal city was sprinkled on the corridor.

It was still a sunny day, and the royal city on the plateau could easily see the markets on the plains on the outskirts.

That is, one of the three major urban areas planned by Disent, the "market area".

The "Market District", which is full of entertainment and daily transactions, is not only the largest trading place among the three major towns, but also the favorite area of Wu, a prince.

The opening hours of the market area are not specified, but there are no specific restrictions on the entry and exit hours of the market area.

For this reason, there are occasional sporadic crowds of people in the market area around 3 a.m. to prepare for the day's sale, while a few vendors continue to sell at 1 or 2 a.m.

The majority of the people in the market area were civilians from Eink, but there were also a small number of destitute people.

It is also a "high-end store" where the owners are proud of their stalls, where a variety of daily necessities and food are placed on the simple coarse cloth.

The characteristics of the market area are "cheap", "abundant", and "friendly". There are also many vendors in the market area who mainly charge entrance fees and open the public to various amusement facilities.

To put it simply, it's a simple small playground.

Almost all amusement parks adopt a "point system", relying on some mini-games to obtain points, and finally exchanging the accumulated points for prizes of corresponding value.

The prize isn't anything high-end or even useful, but it's undoubtedly the best prize for the guests who are engaged in the game.

Of course, in the glass cabinets of Wu, those dirty and useless collectibles are the last trophies that Wu fought hard to find.

There is no doubt that in the market, Wu is a seasoned "prize hunter".

These are all interesting shops that exist in the market, adding a lot of laughter and economy to the kingdom of Aynk every day.

But just behind this brilliance, there is a terrible side.

"Slums" - also live in the shadows of a glorious place, living in misery.

Despite its name, the slum does not actually have a fixed place to live.

Most of the poor live in narrow alleys, occasionally poking their heads out to pick up food scraps or leftovers on the floor, and most of the time eating food waste in garbage cans.

This is a real place in the market area of the Kingdom of Aynk, and the same drama is played out every day.

Even so, there are still very few scandals of poor people stealing goods or food in the market area, because the owners of the same market area are sympathetic to the plight of the poor.

For this reason, whenever the sun sets, the hard-working bosses will always give the goods or food that have not been sold out all day to the poor people in the dark alleys.

This may be the kindness between the people, but also the harmonious relationship of mutual assistance.

Perhaps Wu has no memory of living in such a harsh environment before he was adopted.

However, Wu did not belittle or even despise the people of the market district because of his status as a prince, on the contrary, he cherished these laughter and happiness very much.

Because this is the purest peace, and it is also a treasure that is completely absent in the cold royal city.

Usually, Wu will pick a class when he doesn't have classes and go to the market area alone to play all kinds of amusement facilities, and occasionally come back with some snacks to enjoy-

Having said that, even if there is a class, Wu will still choose to skip class and secretly go to the market area to play.

But it was clear that he couldn't do that today, after all, Grosal personally promised that if he finished his class, he would take him to the market area to play.

Sure enough, I still want to do what I like the most with peace of mind.

Thinking that after surviving the boring class today, he would be able to play wildly, Wu couldn't help but snicker.

At the end of the corridor is a quartz gate carved with the crest of the Kingdom of Aynck, and the maid next to the gate respectfully opens the gate for Wu.

"Good morning, Prince Wu. Your Excellency has been waiting for you in the saloon for a long time. ”

"Okay, I'll go in."

The seemingly bulky door, but the slender maid easily pushed the door open with one hand, effortlessly.

The room behind the gate is the saloon in the center of the castle, and it is also Wu's exclusive class space.

It is estimated that there is a calming fragrance in the room of about 30 tsubos, which seems to be the perfume smell of some kind of flower.

On the ceiling hangs a chandelier with a shield as a lamp case and a sword hanging in the center, and in the center of the chandelier only a small candle is lit, but it is enough to illuminate the entire saloon.

In the center of the hall was a huge diamond round table, on which were stacked oppressive scrolls, estimated at a hundred.

There are all kinds of plants around the room, and two other stone sculptures that imitate the black knight are majestic and domineering.

The whole room is very dignified, and there is an identical quartz door at the other end of the room, which leads to the first floor.

Lounges such as these abound in the palace, and because they were designed for the handover of distinguished guests, they were clearly more elegant than any other room in the palace.

In order to allow Wu to complete his homework well, he had to move out of an infrequently used saloon hall and turn it into Wu's exclusive study.

However, it is not only Wu who can enjoy this room, but also the instructors who specialize in guiding Wu also have the right to enter and exit this room.

And the mentor who is responsible for teaching Wu today is the prime minister in the palace and a confidant of Diescent.

At the round table in the hall stood a slightly hunchbacked, close-fitting black evening gown, with shiny oily hair, and although his face was wrinkled, he looked radiant and unrestrained by age.

His hands are wearing white silk gloves, which look very textured against the all-black dress.

In his left hand, he held a black cane wrapped around a large snake to support his slightly hunched body, and in his right hand he held a small clock of strange shape, staring at it with his right eye, which seemed to be burned and rotted.

There was an old monocular glass hanging in front of the blackened rotten right eye, because the small glasses made the rotten right eye even more weird.

Wu was not frightened by the man's face, but calmly walked up to the man and said hello casually.

Although Wu is not familiar with many prime ministers in the palace, he is no stranger to the prime minister in front of him.