return to the throne

Carlos curled his lips indifferently. He raised his wine glass and motioned for the champion to pour wine for himself. Rika reluctantly took down the barrel of wine from the top of the blazing fireplace, "I am the winner, Your Majesty, didn't you pour me wine?"

"Rika, what statues are you going to decorate your graveyard with? How about gorse? I'm easy to talk to, and you can choose what you like."

"Thank you, it's enough to keep my resting place away from you. This is my only vision."

At this moment, Henry suddenly knocked on the door of the two of them, "Your Majesty, the envoys of the Black Stone have requested to meet. They are already waiting downstairs. Do you want to meet them now?"

Carlos raised one eyebrow lazily, "Let them in, Henry, I can talk to them anytime."

Rika shook her head, "Anytime? You overestimate yourself Carlos, go change into better clothes, to be honest, I really worry about you, you are sometimes more annoying than seven-year-old Jimmy." Then he ordered Henry, "Dear Henry, please go outside and tell the messengers to wait a moment. I want to dress up the king in a spirited manner, and don't make him look like a fool who has drunk too much and his brain is not clear." Who is the future queen of Aragorn? Rika must be cautious-he will never allow Carlos to go out to meet guests with sleepy eyes. Living in the Women's Branch is bad enough. Carlos had been crazy in the woman's arms all night, and there was no way to save it. Rika couldn't let this meeting fail completely before it even started, although it had already been screwed up in half by their king.

"Of course, Earl Albert." Henry replied happily behind the door.

He was a huge man, with strong limbs and powerful arms, standing a good seven feet (2.13 meters) tall, hence the name 'Big' Henry.He has no advantages, he is clumsy at work, can't wash clothes, can't do fine work, even occasionally serving a meal for a servant, he often accidentally knocks over the plate, but Henry can beat a bunch of smart people, and he was promoted to the guard next to Carlos , It is because of his absolute loyalty to the king that anyone who wants to get close to the king must first pass through his hammer.

"So we're going to have a queen soon, right? This is really good news, and all Aragonese will rejoice. With a queen, there will be little princes and princesses, and we don't have to worry about the king having no heirs in the future." .”

"He doesn't care if we worry about it or not, that utter fool." Rekara opened Carlos's suitcase and buried her head in picking and choosing, "But I still hope that this trip will give us an extra queen, preferably her The first born is a princess so we have a queen. She must not be as annoying as her father, remind me Henry, we need the best teachers to come and teach her the most integrity and humility - not like Her father is so arrogant, she must be merciful, generous, kind and beautiful... The above qualities must be recorded in the first point the king wants to talk about."

"Yes, Earl Albert, I will record it. Where do you want to invite those teachers?"

"For example, the bachelors of the Tower of Truth, the old men should move away, don't live in the forest all day long as living fossils, for the future of Aragon, I want to exercise my right as prime minister and order them to move to the inner city. "

"You are a man of courage, my lord!"

"Thanks for the compliment, Henry. Carlos will rebuild them a brand new Tower of Truth made of gold, right Carlos? If I ask the Chancellor for funding to build the Tower of Truth, please do tell me you will agree."

Carlos watched Rika and Henry start fantasizing about the appearance of his heir, and showed a displeased expression like a child, "My subordinates emptied me, built a tower, chose a wife, asked for money, this group of people Always had a say, my Prime Minister didn’t even care what I wore, and my bottom half was clearly more important to them than my brain.”

"Come on, if you're not the king, I'll beat you all over the place." Rika rolled her eyes, "Actually, you value cooperation with the Black Dragon more than anyone else. I don't know why you repeatedly embarrass them. Are you testing their sincerity? Well, you have your own considerations, but I am your subject, and I want to protect Castile's face."

Having said that, the loyal earl simply drove the king into the bathroom, not allowing him to sneak in any more. He ordered the other party to take a shower and change clothes as soon as possible, and he must receive visitors in his best appearance.

Carlos spared his subordinates the crime of disrespect.He touched his nose, followed Rika's will and quickly took a fighting shower.

After coming out of the water, his blond hair was tucked back, and his blue eyes were as deep as the ocean. Carlos changed into a gorgeous and chic dress, stood in front of the mirror, and looked even more handsome.

"It's perfect, Your Majesty." Rika said with satisfaction in her voice, "I hope the princess of the black dragon can please you."

"It depends on the situation. No one can guarantee that everyone will like it." Carlos replied.

Several people walked downstairs.

Below the bedroom on the second floor is the lobby of the Women's Branch.During the daytime, many wealthy people and nobles come to visit the female branch run by merchants in Black Rock City. The female branch girls who finish pulling customers at night will not rest, and continue to attract customers in the clothes of last night. They saw the handsome Carlos and the straight With Rika's face, many women with her upper body covered and fragrant fragrance smiled coquettishly and wanted to snuggle up, but they were all pushed away by Big Henry with a ferocious face. "Get out of here." His voice was very rough.

The woman was afraid of the giant Henry, picked up her clothes and hurriedly avoided, while the big Henry pointed at one of the men sitting in the seat, "You!" He said fiercely, "Stand up, this seat should belong to us."

The other party was not a powerful character, but an ordinary traveler, so naturally he didn't dare to confront him head-on. Before Henry could make another move, the man immediately let go of the woman in his arms, and fled without a choice.

Carlos kept his pace and took his place.

Rika frowned. The chaos in the lobby made him unbearable for some cleanliness. The customs of Dakdraken are very different from those of Aragon. There are no female branches in Sardinia, so he has no chance to meet After passing through such a low-class place-there are leftovers from eating food, mud brought in by boots, and some slimy liquid everywhere, the layout of the hall is cheap and vulgar, and there are curtains around it There were coquettish laughter and panting sounds, and some clients couldn't wait to get to the room to have that kind of hookup with people inside these curtains, which is a common thing in the women's branch.

Only Carlos didn't mind the mess here. He had slept in worse places. Although the lobby was noisy and messy, at least there was a blanket under his buttocks instead of grass or mud.

"Okay." Carlos sat down and asked his servants to bring him a plate of fruit.A group of his guards also rushed in, driving everyone around them away.

"Please tell me. What message did you bring me?" He said to the envoy standing in front of him in a calm and generous manner.

Prior to this, the Blackstone Messenger Group had been waiting downstairs for an hour. Five nobles of noble birth were waiting in the same female branch. It was a bit funny to say it. No wonder Rika felt that Carlos was embarrassing them. .These envoys were dressed in uniform red robes, gorgeous feather hats on their heads, and holding scepters that symbolized power. The leader was Xilin, one of the vassals of Seys.

Cillin was displeased with Carlos' loose behavior at first, but when he noticed many tall and fierce soldiers surrounding them, each one looking as strong as a bear, he cringed.Carlos's hares are all good swordsmen. They put their blades on their waists and stand aggressively under the king, looking full of attack power. Carlos himself sits in the center with a relaxed expression. And comfortable, with a lofty posture as if he is still sitting on the throne of Sardinia.

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