"My lord, His Majesty the King sent Captain Visp to take you to the Colosseum." The butler bowed slightly and told the person in front of him.
"Your Majesty has leisure." Duke Werther Lars sat on the main seat with his hands folded, and opened his eyes when he heard the steward's words. His legs were covered with a pure white blanket. It is cold, like a thousand years of ice.
He lifted the blanket from his lap, threw it into the butler's hand, and stood up from the chair. The butler had the blanket thrown by the duke hanging on his arm. He raised his head and quickly glanced at the lord in front of him, and asked hesitantly, "Do you need a change of clothes, lord?"
Duke Lars lowered his head and looked at the suit he was wearing. He was wearing a white silk shirt and a black waistcoat outside. It was not inappropriate to wear such clothes in the Lars mansion. Of course, there is nothing wrong with him wearing only shorts in his own home, but now that he is going to see the king, the clothes on his body are really inappropriate.
Then he nodded to the housekeeper.
Knight Commander Visp had been waiting in the main hall of Lars' mansion for a long time, and the snacks brought by the servants had changed twice, but the Duke still didn't come out.
Picking up and putting down the snack in his hand, he waited for such a long time, but he didn't dare to show any impatience on his face. After all, the Duke's status in the Ao-Ao Empire is really extraordinary. Even if you don't get the position of the Duke.
The Lars family is a hereditary nobleman, and it is already the thirteenth generation to Witt Lars. Witt Lars' parents were also the head of the previous generation of Lars, and they were not yet dukes at that time. It's just an earl, but it's a pity that the couple died early. When Werther Lars was three years old, he was poisoned because of the infighting in the palace.
Werther Lars, who was only three years old at that time, inherited his father's title, entered the Imperial Academy when he was eight years old, and went to the battlefield at his own request when he was fourteen years old. He was born and died on the battlefield for more than ten years. The Duke of Si made great military exploits for the empire. Later, in the Battle of Float, he fought against the enemy's 100,000 horses with 20,000 horses, turned defeat into victory, and captured the opponent's entire thirteen cities. His Majesty the King proclaimed him Duke .
The Imperial College even included this battle in its textbooks as an example of winning more battles with less, and Duke Lars himself was the only idol in the hearts of the children of the military academy.
After a while, Visp heard a sound in the front yard. He stood up and saw the Duke Lars walking towards the main hall. Sideways, swaying slightly with the steps.
Visp looked at Lars in a daze. It is said that the Duke's mother was once the most beautiful woman in Yaao, but most people didn't believe it, but if they saw Werther Lars' appearance, they would You will know that those rumors are true.
Duke Lars has already stepped into the main hall. The Duke in front of him is wearing a dark blue tight-fitting aristocratic costume, the cuffs are slightly opened, and a small circle of white lace is sewn on it. A white square scarf with carved flowers, two rows of silver buttons were meticulously buttoned until the top one, finally revealing a small section of ivory white slender neck, which is both abstinent and fascinating. He has a pair of pure black eyes, eyes of this color are actually very rare in the Asian and Austrian Empire, but they are unexpectedly suitable for this adult. His hair is platinum golden, shining brightly in the sun.
"My lord duke." Seeing Lars looking at him, Visp hurriedly withdrew his gaze, bent down, and looked respectful.
Lars nodded, "Knight Commander Visp."
"Yes, Your Excellency the Duke."
"I heard that His Majesty is going to invite me to the Colosseum?" Lars curled his lips, his eyes slightly mocking, but Visp just kept his head down and didn't see it.
"Yes, my lord."
The sarcasm in Lars' eyes deepened. His title was granted by the old king, and now the newly enthroned king has long seen his dissatisfaction. It's just that he has been keeping a low profile and has never been caught by him. Knowing what kind of moth His Majesty came up with today to invite him to see things like fighting beasts, Lars has always disliked these entertainments of nobles, and even hated them very much.
When Visp raised his head, all the sarcasm in Lars' eyes had faded, and he said to Visp: "Okay, let's go, or our Majesty the King will be in a hurry."
The two sat in a four-wheeled carriage. The interior of the carriage was extremely luxurious, with a thick layer of blankets underneath, and a round table in the center with tea and snacks on it. Duke Lars casually turned his back Leaning on the soft cushion at the back, he asked Fisp, "Did you study at Imperial College?"
"Yes, my lord." Fisp sat upright, facing the lord's question, he actually felt nervous about a class quiz.
Lars asked again: "Which college?"
"Military Academy."
"That's right." Lars nodded, then closed his eyes and stopped looking at him.
Visp didn't understand what Duke Lars meant when he said yes. When he was studying at the Imperial College, the lord had commanded the battlefield for several years, and the teacher who taught him tactics would always be in class. Tell them Werther was the most gifted student he ever had.
Werther is the Duke in front of us, Werther Lars.
The Colosseum was built on the westernmost side of the royal city. The so-called beast fighting is to put slaves captured during the battle or unwanted slaves together with a ferocious beast that has been hungry for more than three days to fight on the field. There are countless slaves on the field.
The carriage stopped at an entrance of the Colosseum. The huge Colosseum in front of you was built piece by piece with mud bricks by craftsmen hundreds of years ago, and has been repaired and perfected by later generations. The entire building is oval in shape and occupies an area of More than 10,000 square meters, tall and majestic, magnificent.
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Lars' calf had been injured on the battlefield, so he couldn't jump out of the car as gracefully as Visp, and could only wait for the coachman to set up a bench underneath.
"My lord, do you need help?"
"No need." Lars waved his hand and carefully got out of the car.
Phipps followed Lars and walked towards the king step by step.
The king was wearing a light golden knight outfit. When he saw Lars, he immediately opened his mouth and almost went up to give him a hug. He called out kindly, "Oh, Duke Lars, it's been a long time."
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"Good day, Your Majesty the King." Lars put his right hand on his chest, his left hand drooped, and he bent down in front of the king.
The king sized up the duke with his head bowed in front of him. He didn't know if he could see Lars's face clearly, but he said in a joking tone, "Your Excellency is really getting more and more beautiful."
"Your Majesty was joking." Lars' face remained unchanged, as if he didn't care about the king's joke at all. But if the person who said this was not the king of Ya'ao, then it's not certain what will happen.
Looking at the almost perfect face of Lars in front of him, the king thought of something, and asked, "How old is the Duke this year?"
"The minister is twenty-eight this year."
"Twenty-eight..." the king sighed, and seemed to be very emotional, "In a blink of an eye, the duke is so old, I still remember when I first met the duke in the army, the duke was so lovable at that time .”
"Really?" Lars lowered his head again, completely unwilling to talk to the psychotic king in front of him.
After a while, the king might really have nothing to say, he said to Lars: "Duke Lars, it's time for you to find a wife."
Lars said, "Maybe."
"I don't know what your wife looks like. When I was in the army, those soldiers secretly talked about your appearance..." Hearing Lars' reply, the king seemed to be more interested, and he spoke intermittently. I talked about the past in the army, but somehow got involved in the topic of homosexuality. The king was still there and said happily: "If it weren't for the pope's explicit prohibition, there would probably be many soldiers asking you at that time." …”
Lars had a cold face, and didn't know how much he had heard from the king. He glanced at the Colosseum and interrupted the king's words: "The beast battle is about to begin, Your Majesty."
It may be because of the excitement of recalling the past, but now Lars interrupted his words, and the king didn't mind at all. He also glanced at the Colosseum, then turned his head and asked Lars: "Lars What does the Duke think of this slave?"
Lars looked up, and saw that the slave on the field was shirtless, showing his muscular muscles. From this, he could be judged that he was probably a prisoner of war who had just been captured here. His skin was dark, and his lower body was only surrounded by tatters. cloth strip, Lars said coldly: "Very good."
As soon as Lars finished speaking, the huge golden-haired lion was released from the cage, and the nobles watching around cheered. The lion shook its long hair and walked towards the slave step by step. past.
This slow movement of the lion does not look like it has been hungry for three days, but this does not prevent it from being happy to have additional meals at this time. The slave opposite the lion does not have any weapons in his hands, even if he No matter how strong he is, he is just an ordinary person, so what will undoubtedly follow is a unilateral massacre.
Bai Xiyu, who was also Lars, looked at the slaves in the Colosseum who were bitten to blood by ferocious beasts, lowered his head, and began to ponder another question in his heart.
He felt that he might have gone to the fake headquarters, which made him a salty fish that couldn't stand up now.
When he was at the headquarters, he was only focused on looking at the setting of the world, but forgot to take a look at what kind of character setting the duke he needed to play was? Although this world has extremely perverted punishment for homosexuality, but what the hell is Duke Lars a homosexual.
The last homosexual to be burned at the stake.
hehe.
What the hell can I say
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