In the early morning, Queen Rosa sent a message saying that a tea party would be held in the palace garden this afternoon, and the navy would be required to be present.
The Queen is not an ordinary person. Most of those who can attend her birthday banquet are members of the royal families of various countries and noble merchants who are ranked in the Grand Route. These people can't afford to go early if they can't afford it, and the Queen's birthday banquet is a good platform, so they will talk to each other and discuss their interests before the formal banquet. Therefore, Queen Rosa decided to hold a tea party this afternoon to let everyone talk about what they should talk about, which was also an unwritten rule.
But now that Huadu is involved in the sensitive matter of alternation of power, most of those people are here to cheer Fred on. Only a small number of guys who want to use this platform to discuss business do not need to go to such great lengths to hold a tea party. They can solve the problem privately.
There must be some purpose in this!
Ding!
Putting the toothpick into a clean dinner plate, Garp squinted his eyes and looked out the window: "Whatever it is! Just remember that you are not a member of our navy!"
Ron was surprised for a second and then smiled slightly: "I understand!"
…
The palace was very lively today, with attendants coming and going bringing snacks and tea to the garden in preparation for the tea party.
But amidst all the excitement, there was an inexplicable sense of nervousness.
Although the fact that Fred forced the palace was only known to the upper-level officials, it was still a big deal that General Jedd's life and death were not known, and Huadu lost a pillar of support. There are insiders who know the whole story and know the intentions of the navy and senior officials of various countries. They are even more frightened and dare not speak loudly.
Ron turned a blind eye to all this, or didn't care at all.
Just as they were about to follow Garp to the tea party location, a waiter came to the three of them. After saluting, he said: "Mr. Ron, the Queen has invited..."
really!
Garp and Ron looked at each other, then nodded and said, "You go to see the Queen first, we will wait for you in the garden."
"clear… "
After that, Ron turned into another corridor under the leadership of the attendant. Garp and Tryon watched him go away, then moved on.
…
The tea party was held deep in the palace, and the naval station was far away. It still had a summer climate, but when you walked inside the palace, you could see the cool snow wind blowing down from the mountains, and the climate was pleasant. By the time we arrived at our destination, it was already a late autumn temperature.
This is also the reason why the Queen chose this place as the venue for the tea party. Nobles are often good at details, and their clothes are thicker and thicker than others. There are almost no people like the Navy who just go out wearing a T-shirt. If it's too hot, I'm afraid no one will be in the mood for snacks and afternoon tea.
"Damn it! You bitches! Don't you know how hot the tea is?!"
As soon as Garp and Tryon stepped into the garden along the corridor, an unpleasant shout attracted their attention. At the same time, there was the crisp sound of a tea cup hitting the ground, and the crisp sound of a palm being slapped on the face.
Snapped!
Tryon looked in the direction from which the sound came, and saw a fat man as fat as a ball, covering his hands angrily with a ferocious expression. On the grass in front of him, there was an ordinary maid covering her face and looking around in horror.
"Bitch! Bitch!"
The fat man wearing fine fabrics and fine clothes raised his hand, his wrist was bruised and swollen. It was obvious that he was the one who hit the person, but he was the one who ended up with a sprained hand. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the disdainful looks the other nobles were giving him, and he became furious and kicked the maid one after another.
The maid was an ordinary person, how could she withstand the heavy kicks of a fat man weighing three hundred pounds? After just a few kicks, she fell limp to the ground and kept wailing.
"This bastard..."
Tryon was also born as a commoner, and the most disgusting thing was that the nobles had such ugly faces. Pressing his hand on the hilt of the sword, his eyes breathed fire.
"Don't get excited, Tryon."
Garp's face was also livid, but he tried hard to control his anger.
Tryon knew the priorities, took a deep breath to suppress his anger, and walked aside to sit down and drink tea.
Perhaps he was tired from the beatings. After a few blows, the fat man stopped and turned around to sit on the chair. There was already a servant waiting beside him with a cup. Seeing him sit down, he quickly handed over the cold tea with a flattering look on his face.
"Your Highness, take a sip of tea to calm down."
"Well... you are still smart."
The fat man took a sip and found that the temperature of the tea was just right. He made a sound from his nostrils and glanced at the servant.
"It's a blessing for a little person to be able to share your worries with His Highness. Are you hungry, Your Highness? These Huadu specialty snacks taste very good."
"Very good, give it to me to try."
On the other hand, the fat man was enjoying himself drinking tea and eating snacks. No one asked him about the beating. Because in the eyes of the nobles present, this kind of thing is rare and ordinary. They have the right to look down on the fat man, but the fat man is still a nobleman and a mere commoner. If he is beaten, he will be beaten. What else can he do
On the other side, the maid was beaten to the point where she had too much air coming out and little air coming in. She was about to die soon, but no one cared about her. Even the guards around the garden did not dare to come up to help them, because if they angered the fat man, no one would intercede for them.
"Lieutenant General Garp..."
Tryon's face was extremely ugly. He knew that if she didn't receive treatment, this maid would basically be dead. Now the guards dare not help because of the majesty of the nobles. Aren't they still at the navy headquarters
The reason why the fat man beat them when they arrived was simply to give them a blow and to tell them that they supported Fred in this matter!
The cause was in the navy, and the maid suffered an unreasonable disaster.
Garp's face was full of anger and helplessness. If this wasn't the capital of flowers, with his violent temper, the fat man would have flown out of the palace long ago... He really flew out! Who dares to underestimate Garp's fists? !
but…
"You are still timid about saving someone. This is not like the you I know, Lieutenant General Garp."
Suddenly, a tall figure came from the entrance of the garden. Ron glanced at the maid who was lying on the ground and spitting out blood, and said calmly: "It's just a stupid pig, what are you hesitating about?"
Garp's face instantly became very exciting, red, blue, white, and black, and I couldn't help but want to punch him.
Tryon was also so aggrieved that he blushed and looked complicated.
But Ron didn't notice his look at the moment, because the words just now spread far away in this silent garden, and the fat man who hit the person could hear them clearly. He turned his head instantly and cursed: "Who is it? Which bastard dares to scold me?"
"snort!"
Ron sneered and walked out from behind Garp. When passing by Garp, Garp asked quietly: "Are you sure?!"
Ron responded with a reassuring look, stepped forward and rubbed his ears: "Who are you calling bastard?"
"The bastard scolded you..."
The fat man answered smoothly, then he immediately woke up and his face turned red: "Damn it! You dare to play tricks on me?"
"No, I'm playing monkey..."
Ron said sincerely.
If you admit that you are a monkey, if you don't admit it, you will suffer the consequences of being dumb.
"you!"
Being teased like this, Fatty calmed down. He first looked at Ron's appearance to make sure that he did not have this noble name in his memory, then he identified the clothes on the other person's body, and immediately sneered: "How dare you, a mere navy soldier, to tease me? Do you know who I am? ?!"
"have no idea… "
Ron shook his head decisively. Seeing this, the fat man snorted proudly in his nostrils. He was about to show Ron his family's name when he suddenly heard Ron ask: "Then do you know who I am?"
"you… "
The fat man hesitated. He glanced at Ron, his eyes a little blank.
"have no idea… "
Uh-huh!
The next moment, a figure flashed past, causing a strong wind. By the time everyone's eyes caught Ron's position again, he had already arrived in front of the fat man. Under the ghostly gazes of a group of nobles around him, Ron raised his hand and pulled forward.
Snapped!
A ball of meat immediately jumped up on the spot, flew seven or eight meters away, and hit the rockery in the corner of the garden. When he fell from the rockery, he was not dead, but half his life was gone.
"You don't even know who I am, so I should be beaten!"
Ron said something that left people speechless, as if he had swatted away a fly.
Everyone was shocked by Ron's bold move. They never expected that someone would actually dare to act wild in the palace! Not to mention that the nobles gathered here are of higher status than each other. How could he dare to take action? !
Even Garp was stunned by this scene. He found that he still underestimated Ron's level of violence. A nobleman from a participating country, maybe a royal family, did not have to grovel in front of the Warring States Period, but he was beaten whenever he asked!
But when he thought about the look Ron gave him just now, he sat down with peace of mind and asked Tryon to watch from the sidelines.
Ron's head was smarter than his, and Garp didn't believe that he didn't know what he was doing.
Since he dares to do this, he must be sure of it.
"You...how dare you?!"
"Guard! Where did the guard die? Someone committed an murder!!"
The startled nobles quickly calmed down after being frightened. They were just miscellaneous soldiers who dared to attack the nobles of the participating countries. They were doomed now!
Soon, a group of guards, led by Fred, poured in from all directions.
If nothing else happens, the queen will hand over the throne to him at the birthday party the day after tomorrow. In this trick of changing the palace guards, Fred, the genius of rebellion, cannot ignore it.
He had been hiding in the dark from the beginning. After all, he still maintained his status as General Huadu and was not qualified to participate in this tea party of nobles. At the same time, he also wanted to take a good look at what actions Garp and others would make.
But I didn't expect that Ron would dare to commit murder in public!
Fred was overjoyed. After waiting for a while, he immediately led people into the garden, surrounded Ron amidst the sound of swords clashing, and shouted angrily: "You dare to hurt people in the palace, come on, catch me!"
"Wait!"
Suddenly, a lazy tone sounded in everyone's ears. This voice was very familiar to Fred. He had heard it since he was a child.
"Her Majesty the Queen!"