In the palace, the curtain of flames has long since dissipated, but the king is still quietly there like a statue. "Ahem...... The prince is still so young and vigorous. An old man said to the right side of the king, he was the magician who had just supported the flame curtain, and in this country, only a person of his status and stage could speak next to the king so casually.

"Alas, I owe them to them. The king sighed, "Excuse me, you're old. With that, he clenched his fist at the old man.

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, the old man is old, he can't go into battle to kill the enemy, and I'm very happy to serve the king. The old magician said.

"Well, send the master back to the tower. The king said to his attendants.

"Yes. An attendant stepped out and helped the old magician away. In Faustin, every high-level magic apprentice, after serving the kingdom for a certain number of years, the kingdom will fund the construction of a magic tower for the magician, and the magic tower is the lifelong dream of every low-level magician.

After the old magician left, the king was in this palace of Nuodaohoh, except for the attendants and palace maids around the king, only the king was left. "Sophia, that's all I can do. "King Faustin, who was only forty years old, a wise king who had just been in the prime of life, sighed haggardly like an old man. Sophia, the last queen, the love of the king's life, is also the mother of Angelina and Kenseel.

"The kids are all grown up. The king recalled the scene when the prince was furious, and a large group of soldiers rushed in and gathered around the prince, pointing their swords at the general, and already knew that his eldest son had at least completely controlled the lion army.

The Lion Legion is Faustin's ace legion, and if they control the Lion Legion, they almost control the authority of Faustin's army. That woman has been running around the royal capital magnates and the chancellor of the exchequer all these years, for what, not to be her own throne, so that her son can inherit it.

And what she didn't know was that after years of war, Faustin's economy had already been destroyed, and how many of those nobles had the ability to help her son fight for the throne in addition to those with profound backgrounds, and now the most valuable thing in this country is the strong army on the front line, and the army is the most precious and powerful force in Faustin at present. And Prince Kensel is now one of the people in charge of the strength of this force, and his youngest son will fight with his eldest brother in the future.

Even if he has an uncle who is one of the great lords of the Likia Alliance, it must be remembered that it is one of them, and Faustin, who has greatly increased his national strength after absorbing the territory of Charlot, is not only the great lord, but also the entire Likia Alliance, and he must bow down to Faustin!

The king believed in Prince Kensel's ability, and believed that Prince Kensel could govern the country well, and he would do his best to remove obstacles for Prince Kensel during his years of life. It was a wise and diligent king, and Faustin's rise was not without reason.

In the late autumn of another year, the mining town ushered in the annual beer festival, which is a grand festival from the royal capital and has a history of hundreds of years. The purpose is to celebrate this year's harvest and hope for good luck in the coming year. Although every year is not necessarily a good year for a good harvest, the festival has been passed down all the time.

This year's Oktoberfest is the same as last year, weak and lazy, Billy, the mayor of Mine Town, is very confident in his management ability, Billy is 40 years old, he has been taking over his father's Bandang mayor since he was 25 years old, and his first half of life has been as smooth as his father, weighing 200 pounds, he is a veritable fat man, but in the past few years when he is about to step down, it seems that the family's bad luck has accumulated for hundreds of years, and now he is vented to him.

"War! It's war again!" old Billy is now older and talks a lot, always complaining about this, complaining about that, probably in recent years, old Billy has to worry about everything, he has no composure of old people of the same age. "Highgate, tell your youngest son to help out in the square!" said old Billy, walking through the town, shouting into the half-closed shop, and after a sound of consent came from inside, old Billy stepped to the next one. "Britz, come out, is the beer ready?" This is a tavern that also doubles as lodging and eating, and of course, it is also the only entertainment store in town.

The tavern owner, Britz, has a crimson beard, a little dark spot on his nose, and a big belly, and he really doesn't know how this guy maintains this physique when the price of food has risen one after another. Old Billy sneered, you know, even he, the mayor of the town, has lost weight over the years, and now it is estimated that he can have 150 pounds, thank God. "Blitz, are you alright?" Seeing that there was no movement in the tavern, old Billy shouted again in front of the shop on crutches.

"Alright, alright!" finally came Britz's thick voice from the depths of the tavern, and slowly a big red-bearded man came out with two barrels, a big fat man fatter than old Billy.

"Why is it so slow... Old Billy muttered twice, dissatisfied.

"Hey, of course the beer is made first, I was watching in the cellar last night and fell asleep before I knew it. Britz scratched his head and said.

"I think you can't help but take two sips and get drunk!" said old Billy, chopping his cane. "This ale is enough for tonight, right?"

"Enough, enough, absolutely enough!" Britz hurriedly agreed, "Two barrels!" and patted the two barrels of beer he was holding. The two barrels of beer are half-human tall kegs, and Britz's physique can not even hold them without panting.

Probably seeing that the mayor's face was not very good, Britz hurriedly said hello and went to the center of town with the wine, today's beer festival is held at night, now to put the beer over and get ready.

Britz walked away with the barrel, and old Billy stayed where he was, if it weren't for the fact that there was only one tavern in town now, I wouldn't have ordered wine from you!" said old Billy resentfully. This is probably the most aggrieved few years that he, the mayor of the town, has done, and now all the young and middle-aged people in the town have gone to join the army, and even since last year, the baron's conscription age has been lowered from 14 to 13 years old, resulting in only a few old guys left in the town who can support the scene. Now the town's economy is extremely poor, and even the food has to rely on the baron's imports to be satisfied, when will this be a head? Old Billy sighed.

Shaking his head, old Billy went to the next one, the tailor's shop. What is the meaning of just drinking beer at the Oktoberfest, there must be two programs, and last month I asked the old tailor Mitt to make a performance costume, I don't know if it will be done.

In Maple Leaf Village, every household also began to pack up their things and tidy up their housework early in the morning. Oktoberfest is one of the insignificant festivals in Faustin, but in Kaidozi, it is the biggest festival before the New Year, and it is said that the first Baron Kedozi was fond of drinking, so it was vigorously developed.

Leah got up early to help her mother feed the livestock and harvest the rice. These chickens were bought some time ago, Locke has become a squad leader since last year, and the money sent to the family is more than before, the old Locke and Tia discussed, and bought a few chickens from the baron's caravan, although they are only chickens, but because they are hens, they also spent a lot of savings, and the chickens also have to eat food, the consumption of a few chickens is not much worse than a child, and now Maple Village has the ability to raise livestock In addition to the village chief's family, their family has this ability, these chickens, I don't know how many people in the same village are envious。

Now that the chickens have grown up, except for the one that died young, the rest can contribute three or four eggs to the family every day, and these hens are the treasure of the whole family, and Leah spends half of her day taking care of them.

Old Locke is still sleeping, most of the farm work in the field in the past two years has been done by him alone, and it is all dry land, and it is even more difficult to cultivate, and his body and bones have long been exhausted, so he has not woken up yet, and he needs to rest.

Leah carefully picked up a basket of eggs, the basket was not large, only about twenty eggs, but this was also the amount that their family had saved for a week. This basket of eggs Tia plans to sell when they go to town in the evening, and their family usually does not go to town, but because today is the Oktoberfest, the village chief calls on the whole village to go, since they want to go, they can't go empty-handed, and Tia, who is thrifty and shrewd, saves a week's eggs, and plans to bring them to the town and sell them for a good price.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, old Locke stretched his waist and got up, Leah and his son were almost ready, old Locke and mother and daughter said hello, and went to the field, although it was late autumn, but the field was still planted with rice potatoes, this cold-resistant and dry-resistant crop was sold to farmers by the baron's caravan for nearly two years, although the taste of rice potatoes is very astringent and very small, but it is a great luck to be able to grow food that can make a living in the field today, no one cares about this. Old Locke had to go and see it, because it was almost winter, and the guinea pigs and other animals were starting to go crazy with their food reserves, and if no one took care of his fields, it was estimated that in less than two days, his rice potatoes would be emptied by guinea pigs.

Old Locke walked on the dirt road with a whip made of wooden rattan, his field was not far from home, but it was also close to the mountain stream, and all the way there were leaves falling down, and some gray-haired guinea pigs were scurrying around in the dead grass, these guinea pigs used to look quite cute, but now no one likes them, and the common people, especially the peasants, have an inexplicable indignation at the robbers who rob them of their food.

Old Locke walked into his field, and there were many soil bags in the two acres of rice and potatoes planted in the fields, and the roots of tuber-like crops were clearly visible in the soil bags, and there were vague traces of jagged bites on them. "Damn guinea pigs!" cursed Old Locke, crouched down near the dirt bag, and bulldozed it with his hands. Rice potatoes are extremely vigorous, and if they are covered with soil in time, they may still be alive. After doing this, Old Locke got up and struck the ground with his whip, the guinea pig is timid and can be scared away by the slightest movement, and Old Locke did this to get rid of the guinea pigs that might still exist in the field.

If he was 10 years younger, Old Locke would never let go of these guinea pigs easily, Little Locke had eaten very limited meat when he was a child, except for small things such as fish and shrimp in the river, it was guinea pigs, and Old Locke did not give Little Locke a taste at that time.