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"In this case, why didn't our friend take off his cloak?" Carlos leaned on the seat and asked lazily, "Sincerity is manifested as frankness and openness, first of all, please let me see your innocent face. "

The cloaked man hesitated for a moment, and slowly put his hands on the hood. He didn't seem to want to take off his hood, so he didn't move. This made Rika, who was standing on Carlos' left hand, gradually become vigilant. He gestured, and the soldiers around him slowly put their hands on their weapons.

Carlos saw their movements and joked, "Don't be nervous, Earl Albert."

Rika, "..." May I ask if you have the self-consciousness to be a king, how can you not be nervous!

Look at the stupid thing Carlos did, provoking the envoy of the lord in Black Rock City, forcing them to kneel with him, what if the other party becomes angry and sends an army?

No matter how tough the hare was, Carlos only brought a hundred people with him, which was nothing compared to the defenders of Black Rock City.

The cloaked man took a deep breath, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, he took off the hood on his head suddenly. Following his movements, a head of jet-black hair like ink stains suddenly appeared in front of everyone, pure and emerald green. The pupils were shining brightly under the candlelight, and the clothes under the cloak were exquisite and cumbersome, and the identity of the visitor was self-evident.

"You are Adrian of Dakdraken." Carlos said with certainty.

"Good day, Your Majesty the King of Aragorn." Adrian Darkdraken put his hands on his chest and performed a welcoming ceremony, "Please forgive me for coming uninvited, but I think it is up to me at this time Coming here in person will better demonstrate the sincerity of our Dakdraken family."

"Of course it is, Prince Adrian." Carlos smiled. He was noncommittal to Adrian's explanation. If Adrian was really so respectful and considerate, why did he stand quietly at the end of the line instead of standing alone? He announced his existence at the beginning, "In fact, I have a lot of titles, such as the monarch of Sardinia, the king of Aragon, the king of Burgundy, the Grand Duke of Leon, etc., these names come from my patriarchal family. All can call me... However, you don't have to call me His Majesty the King, you can call me Carlos."

"Carlos." Adrian stepped forward and reached out to kiss the king's hand.

"Adrian, nice to meet you," Carlos said. "You are a little different from what I imagined. You are so beautiful. You are worthy of the blood of the black dragon."

Adrian frowned slightly, "Thank you for the compliment." He didn't seem to be used to such blunt boasting, but Sardinians have always been like this, he pursed his lips, "Carlos, my sister Emily and Uncle Seys is at the castle, and believe me, they can't wait to see you and experience something different."

Carlos looked down at him. The young prince tried his best to show his composure in front of the crowd. Even in the face of a group of soldiers, he did not show any timidity. His expression was firm and calm, as if the accident half a month ago did not overwhelm him. His back, but in the eyes of Carlos, Adrian's disguise is not good enough, his seemingly calm face is actually filled with uneasiness, his hands are shaking slightly, and the smile on the corner of Carlos' mouth has not disappeared, "Then you Woolen cloth?"

"I?"

"You came to see me in person, can't you wait to see me too?"

Adrian paused, "That's right." He said frankly, "I also want to see what kind of person you are, and whether it's worth letting Dakdraken's heirs marry you."

Carlos laughed heartily, "I like the truth." Then he raised a hand, "Okay, everyone, go down, please let me spend a while alone with the prince of the black dragon."

The crowd immediately receded like a tide—several envoys who came were also forced to leave by the soldiers. Sir Sirin was grabbed by two big men, his legs were a foot above the ground, and his bloated face was covered with cold sweat.

After the huge hall of the Women's Branch was empty, Carlos looked at Adrian, "Marriage is really a nice way of saying it, it's better to say that we are mutually beneficial, so please get back to business, Your Highness, what do you think? ?”

"You are very smart." Adrian felt uneasy. From the time he arrived at this dirty women's branch and waited for the man in front of him to appear, everything seemed to be out of his control. He didn't know what Carlos was doing. Noticing him, he originally only planned to sneak out to study the man in front of him first. "Sharp." He said such a word, "Powerful." Then he noticed Carlos's soft blond hair, hanging down like satin along his cheeks, "and very handsome..."

"So is it worth it?" Carlos asked.

"..." Adrian had to admit, "It's worth it, Carlos, you are a very good marriage partner. I think even if I am still in Lancaster, I have to admit that you are the best candidate. Well done, sir."

Had it not been for this mutiny, Emily would have married a grand duke-like figure, who would hold great power and wealth to ensure that Emily had the same luxurious life as she had in Lancaster.

"So you plan to marry your sister to me?"

"If you want." Adrian said this very skillfully.In fact, even if Carlos offered to marry him, he would agree, but he was too ashamed to say such words.

Carlos rested his chin, tilted his head and thought for a while, "Well, if your sister is beautiful enough, maybe I will be tempted by it, but Adrian, if you gain something, you will lose it. What am I getting here?"

The two finally talked about the most important thing.

"I want to borrow your army to take back Lancaster and the northern border for me," Adrian said. "I need an army of [-] to join my uncle Seyes' army."

The number of 3 is not too heavy a burden for the Kingdom of Aragon. The Hare Legion alone has a full 20 soldiers. Legend has it that Sardinia was plundered by successive pirate kings, and the island was full of gold. At first, they hired a large number of private funds as pioneers. Later, these private funds voluntarily surrendered to Carlos and became the regular army of the royal family. This is also the prototype of the hare. Now, after so many years of experience, the combat effectiveness of the hare is far from Those farmers with hoes and shovels can be compared. More than [-] soldiers who have experienced the baptism of many wars can completely resist Pallister's [-] mob, and Adrian is deeply convinced of this.

Sure enough, Carlos smiled lightly. "I have a lot of troops, which one do you want?" He paid careful attention to the prince's expression, and after noticing the inadvertent longing on his face, he understood, "Oh...you want hares."

Adrian's throat moved, "I hope you won't feel offended by my request."

"Offensive? No, no, Adrian." Carlos smiled slightly, "The hare is my strongest infantry regiment, and there is nothing wrong with you looking at it, but let me say, your Princess Emily doesn't seem to be Worth borrowing my hare."

Adrian's face became hot, and it was a last resort to dedicate Emily to Carlos, and he felt extremely ashamed for it, but even if Emily's sacrifice became a fact, it is obvious that the weight of the queen is not enough for Carlos Ross was tempted - he was suddenly a little angry. He was clearly a person he regarded as a treasure, but he was not worth mentioning in front of the other party. This kind of gap made him unacceptable.

"Then what more do you want, Carlos?"

Carlos really thought about it, "If I said I wanted Blackstone Castle, you would definitely not give it to me, right?" Blackstone City is a fief owned by the Blackstone family for several generations, and it is also Adrian's most loyal asylum. Or, in view of the kinship between the two, Seyes is very supportive of Adrian's right to succeed, but if Adrian is a little smart, he will not give up his help to others, Carlos pondered for a while, "Then I'll change it, I want the black dragon's tribute, how about it?"

"A tribute?" Adrian repeated.

"Yes, pay tribute to me. I want food and gold. Give me and I will help you repel Pallister."

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