Luke scorned the nobles prostrate at his feet, and smiled slightly.

Homosexuality, transvestite, brothel regular, moody, the little prince's reputation is already stinky enough, it doesn't matter if he goes too far, and makes trouble for no reason at all, right?

He stretched out his hand to the nobleman.

A trace of blush appeared on the pale face of the noble because of the humiliation: it turned out that the little prince was giving him a hand kiss.

Kissing the fingers of the royal family is a symbol of honor for nobles.

He pouted impatiently and poked at the thin white hand, but the hand swung downward as if by chance, just in time to avoid it.

The nobleman inquired uncertainly about Luke's face, and saw that the young man in Chinese clothes was still smiling beautifully, so he mustered up his courage again and chased after the hand.

Luke shook again and lowered his hand a bit.

So many times, in order to complete the hand kiss ceremony, the nobleman's face almost touched the ground.He finally realized that this was a vicious tease, his fat face was flushed red like a cooked pork liver.

Losing interest, Luke kicked the nobleman on the shoulder and kicked him out.

"Pick up the handkerchief and shine the shoes of His Majesty's guests." He arrogantly ordered the nobleman, "Lancelot, Your Majesty wants to see you."

Surprised and angry, the nobleman froze for a moment, then he picked up the handkerchief he had thrown on the ground.

He had just presented several beauties to the king, but he did not ask for the king's audience.Right now, he was waiting outside the bathroom, wondering if he would have a chance to see His Majesty, but he didn't expect that this slave—the blood of a traitor—was actually summoned by His Majesty? !

Lance raised his hand to politely reject the nobleman.He stared at the little prince, bowed slightly to him, and followed the maid into the bathroom.

"A dog raised by me, Luke Charlemagne, is more noble than you." Luke glanced at the nobleman, "Don't forget, I can do better than you in bullying others."

"Go away," he said mercifully.

The attitude of the "lazy king" towards Lancelot is unreasonable. Luke doesn't know the reason, and I'm afraid the writer of the parchment scroll doesn't know the reason either.

In short, he wasn't worried that the king would do Lance any harm.

Coming to the palace this time, Luke had another matter to attend to.

In the original book, there are very few people who treat the little prince sincerely. One is Master Xia Zuo Cecil, the red-haired descendant of the northern barbarians; the other is Aphra, Luke's half-sister.

Also born of a mistress, Aphra, like most of the king's illegitimate children, was forgotten before birth, without a surname, let alone a princess.

Compared with those illegitimate children who were drowned by the queen when they were born, Afra was very lucky.Her grandfather was a court doctor serving the royal family, and it wasn't until she was ten years old that she was exposed to the royal family with her curly hair of pure gold.

At that time, she had already awakened the holy power of light, and the queen couldn't touch her, so she took this gentle and kind-hearted girl as her personal maid, and used another method to monitor and torture her.

But Luke came to her for another reason.

——In a broad sense, Aphra is the "heroine" in the book.

She and the hero got acquainted because of the little prince. As a devout believer in the God of Light, she had a good impression of Lancelot. hero.

Even the cold-hearted God King treated her with sincerity.

But such a young girl was forced to marry a northern barbarian far away for the sake of marriage in the Holy Kingdom, and finally died in a foreign country.

Luke speculates that it may be because of the stimulation of this incident that Lancelot in the original book made up his mind to overthrow Charlemagne's kingship.

What Luke has to do now is to send the "female lead" to the male lead early.

By the way, make a couple?Maybe, it depends on his mood.

After all, Lancelot degenerates from a ruthless "god" to a "human" with someone he cherishes.

Being a mortal, Luke could grab his desire and hold him firmly in his hands.

"Desire"... Lance may not have it now, but the queen that Luke is about to meet, Page Fromens, does.

Now he happens to be able to satisfy a certain deep-seated desire of the Queen.

Luke stroked the imperial ruby ​​necklace named "Lionheart King" around his neck, showing a smile determined to win.

"I want to make a deal with you, my dear Queen." He said to the elegant woman.

As the king said, the little prince once had the wish to become a knight, ride a horse and wear a sword, gain reputation by virtue of riding and swordsmanship, and defend his family and country.The king didn't think so, and jokingly held a "duel" when the little prince was young.

The opponent in the duel was his brother, five years older than him, Dana Charlemagne, the heir to the throne; the prize for the duel was the ruby ​​necklace "Lionheart".

The "Lionheart" once belonged to a heroic king in the history of the Charlemagne royal family.In his time, the Holy Kingdom's cavalry expanded its territory, and now the Holy Kingdom's borders are established by him.The majesty of his iron cavalry has lasted for hundreds of years, and it still deters foreigners today.

The "Lionheart King" represents the supreme honor of the Holy Kingdom.

The king and queen wanted to use this child's play "duel" to bestow the "Lionheart King" on the eldest prince Dana, but things did not develop as they expected——

Seven-year-old Luke rode his pony and wielded a jewel-encrusted dagger in one blow to chip off his 12-year-old brother's helmet.

The queen yells not to hurt her darling with the sword, and it turns out that young Luke in a court gown rides behind his brother, tying his throat with a ribbon, forcing him to surrender.

The "Lionheart" belonged to Luke.

But glory comes at a price.

The next day, the little prince found that his knight teacher, who never drank, had died in the sewer due to "drinking";

In the following days, assassinations and poisons were overwhelming, until he moved out of the palace and lived in his own mansion, he was slightly relieved.

Now, Luke wants to exchange the "Lionheart" he bought at such a high price for a person.

"How about we hold another duel?" He cut straight to the point, "I will lose to Her Royal Highness Dana in the eyes of everyone, and the heir to the throne will regain the 'Lionheart King' with full of glory."

He took off the ruby ​​necklace and dangled it between his fingers.

It refracted the dazzling blood in the sun, mocking wantonly, the queen was stung by its sharpness, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"The Lionheart" will always be a thorn in the queen's heart.

She proposed the duel back then, and she must wash away the shame and earn back the glory for her son.

"What do you want?" she asked slowly.

Luke's eyes turned around behind her, and fell on the blond hair unique to the Charlemagne royal family.

He met a pair of gentle blue eyes.

"Your maid, Aphra."

As soon as the words fell, the girl who didn't dare to look up looked at him suddenly, her eyes were full of surprises, and in an instant it turned into worry for her brother.

Her grandfather used to be the little prince's court doctor. The two children had known each other since they were young, and they kept secrets from each other. They held a high status in the minds of both parties.

But it's a pity, Luke thought indifferently, although it was not his wish, Aphra's really loved brother has disappeared, and the current owner of this body is just an outsider.

He looked at Aphra a few more times, and confirmed one thing - the "hostess" is naturally prone to make people want to be protective, so much so that he, a stranger, couldn't help but soften his heart.

"Come on." Luke held out his hand to Aphra.

The girl snuggled up to him like a lamb, and put her little hand, which was rough from doing heavy work, in the palm of her brother.

Luke felt the heart of the body throbbing.

He lowered his eyes to cover his thoughts, and said to the queen with a smile: "I will take her to the garden for a walk, and pay some money in advance. I think you won't mind with your generosity, right?"

"Of course." The Queen also took the "Lionheart" with a smile.She looked at Luke's attire contemptuously: "You are so gorgeous today."

"It's an honor." Luke bowed gracefully, "It's still far behind His Majesty's new favourites, but compared to the queen you..."

He showed a trace of sarcasm, and then raised his eyebrows without apology: "I'm sorry."

After the two brothers and sister left arm in arm, the queen's powdered smiling face twitched violently twice, staying on a creepy and strange smile.

In order to prevent the illegitimate son from overshadowing her own son, when the king missed that bitch, she took advantage of the situation and suggested that the illegitimate son should wear women's clothes to imitate his mother.

She sprinkled the venom with her own hands, and she wished to see the flowers of the Holy Kingdom rot from their roots.

Unknowingly, this poisonous rose bloomed with a different kind of brilliance.

Depraved, prodigal, corrupt... yet captivating.

Like a rose stained with unclean blood.

In the garden, Luke, who was walking with his sister, had already left the queen behind. He held Aphra's hand, not knowing what attitude he should use to get along with her.

Stabbing others has always been his forte, but it is much more difficult to draw back the sharp thorns to protect others.Aphra relies on him so much, the little prince in the original book must be a competent brother... Luke from modern times has never gotten along with his relatives. Death.

It is said that the unborn baby is also a little sister.

Aphra was used to her brother's silence.She hummed the hymn softly and told him the interesting things that happened in the palace, and she felt joyful and satisfied only hearing his simplest response.

"Why did you take me away all of a sudden?" she asked, "'Lionheart' means a lot to my brother, is it okay?"

Because you are the heroine—and my sister.Luke thought so, and said, "There is something you need to do."

"Then what about Her Majesty the Queen?"

"'Lionheart' is more than enough to satisfy her appetite."

"No, I mean..." Aphra looked at Luke quietly, "Without me by Her Royal Highness, if she has any special behavior, I can't tell my brother what should I do?"

Luke was stunned.

He never thought that this pure and kind girl who looked like a white dove was actually a chess piece that the little prince placed next to the queen.

Indeed, how could the queen have thought that such a poor victim who was forced to endure torture was actually actively undercover by her side in order to inquire about information?

Luke pursed his lips into a thin straight line.

"No need." He squeezed his cuffs tightly and said bluntly, "You have worked so hard for me all these years, Aphra, this matter ends here."

The girl's warm hands held his hand, her blue eyes were like the clear sky by the sea.

"Don't blame yourself for this, brother, I did it voluntarily." She smiled like a flower, "Have you forgotten? We made an agreement. From now on, you will be the king, and I will be your pope—the first female pope of the Holy Kingdom."

The siblings had a beautiful vision when they were young.

The results of it?

One died in a foreign country, and the other was imprisoned for life.

And Aphra knows nothing about their future.

Luke felt a deep pain in his heart.

He raised his hand to touch the girl's slightly curly temples, but suddenly his eyes sharpened, and he looked back at the unexpected guest behind him.

It was an old priest.

The black robe covered him tightly from head to toe, and the sun totem of the God of Light was embroidered with gold thread on the neckline and cuffs. On the exposed face, folds of skin hung loosely and folded into ravines.

He muttered in his mouth, and Fold Pi trembled accordingly.

"...Men and men covet each other, do shameful things, ignorant, immoral, worthy of death, God will send down the fire of the sun, and accept the retribution of this wrongdoing!"

Luke frowned, thinking about how to teach the guy who didn't need a tongue a lesson.

But at this moment, a skinny claw suddenly stretched out from under the priest's black robe, raised the holy water bottle in his hand, and threw it at Luke!

Luke immediately pushed Aphra away and raised his hand to cover his face.

However, he didn't feel wet for a long time.

Luke raised his eyes against the light and saw a man firmly controlling the priest's wrist, the edges of his silver hair gleaming in the sun.

"Excuse me for being late, Your Highness." Lan Siwen said.

Luke raised his eyebrows playfully.

——I am really a good master and a good brother.

As the first encounter between the hero and the heroine, this scene where the hero saves the beauty is simply wonderful, isn't it?

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