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Sir Cillin only looked up at Carlos, then quickly lowered his head to put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind.

"Honorable King of Aragon, King of Sardinia, King of Burgundy and Bolany..." He read out a long list of Carlos' official titles, and bowed to the other party in a very respectful tone, "We are very honored to be able to In this afternoon, I invite you to come to Blackstone Castle as a guest, and Prince Adrian, Princess Emily, Lord Seyes of Blackstone and his wife give you the most sincere greetings..."

Carlos was distracted for the rest.

He suddenly noticed a figure with a slightly different dress.

This figure was silent, standing quietly at the end of the messenger group.Unlike the others who were about to drop to the ground, the opponent's back was very straight, and he didn't completely bow his head.

He didn't greet Carlos, but watched everything like a bystander.

Carlos' eyes lingered on him for a few seconds.

"...We sincerely hope to entertain you and your guards in the hall of Blackstone Castle at sunset. Your Majesty, we have prepared a sumptuous banquet. My master and the real successor of the Black Dragon Empire are waiting for you at any time. Your lord," said Ser Syring.

"Go back and tell your prince, I am very grateful for his invitation, and I feel very honored to meet with you this time." When Rika caught sight of him, Carlos came back to his senses.Sir Siring had just finished his long and useless nonsense, and was beading his brow with sweat, which he wiped with a handkerchief.

Carlos sat up straight, blinked his eyes, "But before that, I have a question to ask Your Excellency."

Sir Syring began to sweat again, "Yes, Your Majesty, I will tell you everything."

"Please don't be nervous." Carlos smiled gracefully, and he crossed his hands on his knees. "It's just a very simple question, and you can definitely answer it." His eyes suddenly became meaningful.

Rika knew Carlos too well, so he screamed inwardly when he saw his appearance. The other party must have come up with some other tricks and was about to try to dissuade him, but Carlos had already spoken, "Excuse me, is your princess the same as the legend?" As beautiful as the one in it, can make the whole palace flourish?"

Xilin was at a loss for a moment.

In fact, all the noble envoys present were at a loss.

Let him think about it a hundred times, but King Carlos actually asked him about the princess's appearance.

Although many people have already guessed that the king of Aragorn intends to marry the Dakdraken family this time, asking about the princess's appearance in such a blatant manner is definitely not the behavior of a nobleman.

The correct approach should be to wait quietly, waiting to meet the princess at a banquet or other formal occasions. If the other party is beautiful, she should be highly praised, and if her appearance is incomplete, she should politely avoid talking about it.

Carlos is worthy of being a king from a pirate country, and he is completely dismissive of etiquette.

But Xilin didn't dare to look up at the arrogant king at all, even if the other party was sitting in the women's branch courtyard, he seemed as calm as sitting in his own palace.

He replied to Carlos, "Princess Emily is a nationally recognized beauty. Although she is only 16 years old, her reputation has spread throughout the Celtic continent. Kings of many neighboring countries are moved by her."

"Really?" Carlos raised the corners of his lips playfully, "It sounds like a beauty, which is good, at least it meets my first expectation, so what about her brother Adrian?"

Sir Sirin was confused, "Prince Adrian..." After asking the princess, he asked the prince again. This King of Aragon is a bit different.

He pondered for a while, "He has black hair and green eyes, and is a handsome prince, Your Majesty."

Although I don't know what His Majesty's intention is, but it should be true to say so.

"I like beautiful people." Carlos said sincerely, he picked up a grape and put it in his mouth, and the full juice infiltrated his lips in an instant, the luster was as bright as the violets that bloomed secretly in the castle, "For beautiful people I will have a lot of patience with people and things, even if they are disrespectful, neglectful, contemptuous, or dismissive of me, I am willing to choose to be tolerant and considerate.”

Sir Syring's heart gave a sudden beating.

Carlos' words made him extremely nervous. Listening to the other party, could he be suspecting that Lord Blackstone invited him with impure motives? .

He didn't want the legendary powerful king to be dissatisfied with them. The envoy came here with the lord's order to make the guests of Aragon feel at home. Before he made his will, he absolutely could not offend such a distinguished guest of extraordinary status.

However, Carlos' words still had a certain impact. His subordinates—the hares who were drinking and playing around just now all roared wildly, and the hall was instantly filled with soldiers and knights with weapons on their backs. Ferocious and violent, as if a wild beast out of the cage was slowly circling its prey, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Carlos raised his hand.

The hares fell silent.

"I know what you guys think of Aragon." Carlos's voice was extremely gentle, "Your eyes tell me that you have doubts in my heart, you suspect that I am a stupid, brainless, and rude monarch. When I came, I was worried, thinking that I would not be able to cooperate with you sincerely, right, Messenger?"

Rika: "..." Isn't that a very accurate statement?

"Neglect? Contempt? No, this is definitely a misunderstanding!" Sir Xilin wiped the cold sweat from his brow. In front of everyone, he had the feeling that he would be killed here immediately. Xilin tried hard to defend himself . "I don't know where we made the impoliteness, so that you have such an illusion, is there not enough wine, or I didn't make you happy when I came to welcome you." His voice was a little scared, "We will definitely correct this mistake , Your Majesty, please give us a chance."

"I don't see your respect," Carlos said.

"Respect?"

"You should kneel before me, Messenger."

Sir Syring swallowed, and knelt down?with him?

He looked at the man in front of him, and the condescending gaze made him feel like an ant that could be easily crushed to death.

"But...but I..." Xilin didn't know what to do.

As a knight, the only object of Sir Sirin's oath was his own monarch and lord.

In other words, the only people he can kneel to are the people of Dark Dracon and Braxton.

Although Xilin's title is not high, he is just a little baron, and there is only a small castle and a dozen servants in the territory of Black Rock City, but he should also abide by the law and kneel with other kings casually, which will be regarded as a disrespect to the empire. betray.

However, at this moment Carlos indicated that he should kneel down and talk to the other party.

The surrounding soldiers immediately shouted, "Kneel to our king immediately!"

"That's right, you pig! Can ten thousand demands show your respect? Get on your knees!"

"Can't your knees turn? If not, I'll beat you till they turn!"

"You don't need to beat him around the corner, I'll gouge out his eyeballs, soak them in wine and feed them to our horses."

The envoys were intimidated to the point where many of them bent their knees in a daze, including Sir Sirin, who was still thinking about the honor of nobility just now. When his knees touched the ground, he raised his head quietly and faced Ka Rose's eyes.

For a moment, he felt as if he saw the eyes of a wild beast, savage and desolate, fierce and powerful, ignoring all life around him.

This is a real hare.

Xilin suddenly looked back, Carlos's eyes were not smiling, although the corners of the other party's mouth were curled up, it was as cold and cold as a statue.

"Our prince sincerely invites you to come, King Aragorn." At this time, the man wearing a cloak who Carlos noticed just now and standing behind the envoy suddenly said.

He was the only man in the audience who was standing in the hall besides the hare.

"He hopes to become an ally with you, and he has no intention of disdain. If you are willing to visit Blackstone Castle at this moment, you will find that they have prepared the most sumptuous lunch and are only waiting for your visit. Please believe us, everyone in Blackrock City Everyone looks forward to this meeting with you with great goodwill."

The man's voice was like clear flowing water, attracting everyone's attention at once, and the noisy room fell silent instantly.

Everyone turned to stare at him.

But Carlos was not included. He played with the wine glass in his hand for a long time before looking down at him.