It seems to be a very beautiful thing to become a king, hold supreme power, govern the splendid country, command thousands of troops and horses, and rebuke Fang Yu and dominate the world.

But it was only when he really sat in the position above the ten thousand people that Nacini realized that he also carried the burden of these thousands of miles on his shoulders, and his words and deeds affected the overall situation of the empire. Especially in this troubled world, there are many strong enemies on all sides, and it is even more necessary to work hard, be cautious in words and deeds, and even can't decide on your own marriage.

But for him, this is not an unacceptable thing, he and Althea childhood sweethearts, since childhood to this lovely cousin love and affection, deep feelings, although this deep feelings and love the difference, he is not very clear, but thinking of the cute and lovely Althea, he still smiled slightly,

"This can be arranged as soon as possible, but I don't know how Aithea has been feeling lately. ”

Kudran suddenly stood up and saluted, a wry smile flashing across his face, "Your Majesty, that's not what I meant. ”

"Oh?" asked Nacini with a smile, a little puzzled, as he sat up straight, "what does the old general mean?"

"I mean—" Kudran whispered, "I don't mean Athea. ”

The smile on Nacini's face suddenly froze, and he was a little puzzled, "What isn't Athea?"

"Cartroman's only one daughter is a treasure to him, and he is twenty-three years old this year, just in time for marriage," Kudran took a deep breath and lowered his voice, "Your Majesty, you should know what I mean." ”

"But......" Nacini shook his head, trying to justify something.

"Your Majesty, I'm sixty-two years old this year," Kudran sighed heavily and sat down across from Natchini, "Kater Roman, who is fifteen years younger than me, is already the pinnacle of legendary strength, and what is even more rare is that he is resourceful, military law and strategy are a cut above mine, and he has been in the Iron Wall Pass for more than ten years of hard work, and he can be regarded as loyal." ”

"I know that. Nacini closed his eyes in embarrassment, not knowing what he was thinking.

"So far, Cattroman has a quarter of the Empire's military power, and all of them are battle-hardened and strong generals," Kudran explained in a deep voice, "It is imperative to redraw the administrative regions, and the 'Iron Wall Pass Theater' is a vast area, and we must divide it into at least three new theaters in our plan. Even though Cartromans has always been faithful, who can guarantee that he will not complain when the time comes?"

"How to soothe Cat Roman, I will think carefully. Nacini didn't want to discuss it anymore and waved his hand tiredly.

"The old minister was one of the first generals to follow the king, and this is not that the old minister wants to rely on the old and sell the old, but he wants to take this opportunity to explain this," Kudran seemed to have a lot to say, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, I am old and frail, and I may be able to enjoy my old age in a few years." However, Cartroman, who is in the prime of life and can serve the king for another twenty years, has to think carefully. ”

Nacini stood up, patted the gray-haired old general in front of him with affection, and whispered, "Uncle Kudran, I know all of this. ”

Kudran was shocked, and said in a trembling voice, "If Carter Roman's will, I can give him the position of Chief of Military Affairs, and I'm of retirement age anyway......"

Nacini looked at this loving elder who was like a teacher and a father with emotion, and said softly, "Don't say this sentence again in the future, I will consider your words carefully." ”

The old general Kudran's carriage had already gone away, but Nacini was still standing alone at the gate of the palace, staring blankly at the stars, not knowing what Lu Dao was thinking.

Norman City has regained its pre-war tranquil atmosphere, but the traces of war will take a long time to digest. Many Norman City residents had a sad look on their faces, saying that they had relatives, friends, or children who had died in the war.

In the streets of March, the old trees with slanted branches grow new young leaves, and the purple locust trees also give birth to bulging buds. The shallow breeze of early spring blows through the deep streets and alleys of Norman, and the spring cold is still a little steep, but the color is strong and the warmth of the heart can no longer be hidden.

"Are you going to leave soon?" After being together for so long, Aithea and Illo have become very good friends, and today they finally found time to go out shopping together. Illo is tall and handsome, and Althea is delicate and cute, but they are also like a good match.

"Yes," Illo nodded, "Allegri is going to build a magic tower in the south of the mountain, and he has already written to let us pass, but I should wait until Dios returns from the front to talk to him." I don't know if this guy is willing to go together. I've heard that he mixes well in the army. ”

"Even you're leaving," Althea sighed, "I've been busy every day since my cousin came back, and Allegri has gone to Anlan again, and I'm going to die of boredom." ”

"Why, I've heard that the king is about to appoint a princess recently," Illo said with a smile, "and besides, Allegri, as the envoy of the Grand Duke of Anlan, has already arrived in Norman City, so he should be there in the next few days." ”

"I don't know all this news?" Althea was surprised, but there was a joy in her expression that could not be hidden.

"I'm afraid they won't dare to tell you in person. Illo thought about it, but didn't say the next sentence, and in the discussion on the streets, the popular object of Princess Nacini was not the little girl in front of him.

"By the way, why did Allegri go to the Duchy of Anlan?" said Althea indignantly, "how good it would be for him to come to us." ”

"This ......" Illo still knows a thing or two about Allegri's choice not to be loyal to Nacini, but how to say it makes him very difficult, and finally has to prevaricate, "I don't know, but Allegri can ask him directly." ”

"That's right," Althea shook her fist, "I'm going to interrogate him when the time comes." ”

Illo shook his head and smiled as he followed her forward, the spring breeze behind him and the sun shining.

Ten miles from the south gate of Norman City, the sound of trumpets and drums can already be heard. Allegri poked his head out of the window of the car in some confusion, and saw in the distance a small group of knights in bright armor had come out.

"What's the matter, Teacher?" Allegri's window was occupied, and Afra couldn't see it in the carriage, anxiously tugging at the corner of Allegri's clothes.

"Mr. Allegri, the king welcomes you with a celebration at the city gates. The golden military insignia worn on the chest of the squad leader indicated that he was from the "Knights of the Golden Hibiscus" directly under the royal family of the Snowton Empire, but he looked at Allegri with a hint of curiosity and admiration, obviously having seen him before.

"We've met before?" Allegri stepped out of the carriage, and Afra followed, curious.

"Mr. Allegri may not know what to do, but I was a soldier of the Praetorian Guard at the 'Victory Day Celebration', and I have seen firsthand the heroic appearance of the Great-Great-Great-Eye-Honored Soldier. The team leader replied respectfully.

"With the heroic posture of one enemy and ten thousand?" Afra leaned up, looked up at his teacher carefully, and wondered, "Teacher, when you are still so majestic?"

Allegri scratched his head in embarrassment, reached out to plug Afra's small mouth, pointed ahead and asked, "Prince Nacini is ahead?"

"Yes, the king is waiting outside the south gate ahead. The squad leader led the knight squad to guide in front, and the envoys changed horses and rode towards the Norman South Gate.

"Teacher, don't you like to hide behind others and cast spells? When you do tasks, it's Sister Bai Ji who rushes in front to kill. Afra was still young and could only ride with Allegri, and turned to ask.

"This ...... Teacher, I was also prestigious, okay?" Allegri patted her on the head, trying to instill his prestige.

"Forget it," Afra pouted, leaning back into Allegri's arms, and pointing to the crowd in front of her, "By the way, isn't that Miss Aithea of yours right in front?" ”

"Probably so. Allegri nodded, sighed, and his face turned distressed.

The ten-mile journey was soon lost to the sound of horses' hooves.

"Allegri!" Nacini greeted him with a smile, took Allegri and patted his old friend on the shoulder, smiling, "I finally have a chance to thank you for saving my life." ”

With hundreds of thousands of military horses under his command and the king of Snowton who ruled thousands of miles of territory, the "Thunder Lion" Nacini, took half a step back, and actually bowed down and made a big salute.

"We're friends. Amid the exclamations of his subjects, Allegri hurriedly helped him up, his face very moved.

"Since you have chosen the Duchy of Anlan, I respect your choice," Nacini said in a loud voice, "From today on, the Duchy of Anlan is the ally of our Snowton Empire, and Allegri is our eternal friend and guest of the Snowton Empire!"

Amid applause and cheers, Nacini took Allegri's hand and introduced Allegri's ministers of civil and military affairs and old friends to the celebration, and Allegri nodded his head one by one. Next to these civil and military officials, Althea stood in a long sky blue dress, next to her smiling and blinking Illo and Dios in military uniform.

The two looked at each other, Althea's eyes were a little moist, all the cruel words that had been stacked in front of Illo were forgotten, she cleared her throat, moved her mouth, and finally just smiled and nodded, glanced at Nacini next to her, and was silent without saying a word.

Irlo smiled happily and stepped forward, hugging Allegri heavily before parting for a long time.

The grinning Dios patted Afra's head, gently slapped Allegri's chest, and teased,

"What a lovely little girl, did you steal a daughter from somewhere, Allegri?"

(When I wrote "Amid applause and cheers, Nacini took Allegri's hand and walked down the red carpet", I thought about hitting the delete button, or not like this)

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