The sky outside the window was completely shrouded in dark clouds, and the muffled thunder that sounded from time to time seemed to be a warning, urging pedestrians on the street to quickly find a place to hide from the rain.
In the tavern, Earl Evan looked at his sister's eager eyes and replied leisurely:
"The way is - you immediately step into the sanctuary!"
"Hmph!" Anna raised her eyebrows and gave her brother a hard look.
Obviously knew he was being played.
"I'm only at the fourth level, and I'm still far away from the sanctuary!"
"It's not too early!" Earl Evan sighed, "You are only nineteen years old and you are a fourth-order knight. Hehe, you are definitely the most promising person in this generation of St. Pross to become a paladin."
"That's just hope.
But according to what you said, the Duke of St. Hilde is sure to win and control the half-elven kingdom, so we may soon meet the soldiers of the northern cavalry in the east, so... what should we do! "
Earl Evan laughed: "Okay, I'm not joking with you. In fact, I think the only way to really stop the northern border is to ask the San Lorenzo family for help."
"Imperial royal family?" Anna was thoughtful.
"Yes. We can't stop the northern border no matter what. The only solution is to ask the royal family for help."
"The San Lorenzo family...will you help us?"
"Of course." Earl Evan said confidently, "If the Eastern Realm falls into the hands of the St. Hilde family, hehe, can the San Lorenzo family suppress the St. Hilde family who hold both territories?"
"But... But, isn't there a [Holy Covenant]? How dare the Saint Hilde family..."
Earl Evan sneered: "[Holy Covenant]? Hehe, how many of the seven paladin families that signed the covenant are left now? What about the Saint Theon Family and the Saint Vogels Family?"
Anna was silent.
The young girl doesn't seem quite used to these dark and dirty things.
"The covenants are all fake, only the military strength is real. If the St. Hilde family has the strength to sweep the empire, then the Dragon City should change its owner." Earl Evan sighed softly, and said:
"That's why I said that father is an idiot. Sending us to Silvermoon City is a waste of effort. It's better to let us go directly to Yulong City."
"However, the half-elf kingdom has not yet fallen into the hands of the northern border. How can we persuade the San Lorenzo family to intervene when we go to Yulong City?"
"A truly wise man will not wait until the crisis is imminent to deal with it in a hurry, but will foresee the future risks when the crisis is still in its infancy, so as to make plans in advance." Earl Evan pointed to the umbrella beside him, " It wasn't raining when I went out, but I brought an umbrella."
He pointed out the window again: "Look, it's raining now."
"Clatter!"
Sure enough, it rained heavily outside the window, and many passers-by who hadn't rushed home suddenly became drowned.
Anna pouted, feeling that her brother scolded her too.
Because she didn't bring an umbrella either.
"Then let's write to father and ask him to send someone to Yulong City."
"Do you think father will listen to my advice?" Earl Evan said disapprovingly.
"Then I'll write it!" Anna insisted.
"It's useless." Earl Evan sighed, "Do you know what the most difficult thing in this world is?"
"What?"
"It is for a proud person to admit that he is inferior to others." Earl Evan said with disdain, "And our Lord Father, until the end of the mountain, will not pull down his face to beg the San Lorenzo family."
Anna pursed her lips, her face full of stubbornness: "Then we really do nothing, just eat, drink and have fun in Silvermoon City?"
Earl Evan had a cynical smile on his face: "There must be some, otherwise it will be difficult to do business."
Looking at her brother's tired and lazy appearance, Anna gritted her teeth angrily, and said bitterly, "Evan! Don't forget that your surname is St. Pros! If the northern army invades aggressively, where can you hide?" Woolen cloth?"
Earl Evan didn't speak, and a look of pain flashed across his face.
Anna also lost the mood to speak, and turned her head to look at the rain outside the window, dazed.
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The torrential rain that engulfed Silvermoon City came fiercely, and went very quickly.
In the evening, the dark clouds have completely dissipated, revealing the fiery sunset.
In the open-air garden of the half-elf palace, the maids were removing the cloth covering the rain, allowing the flowers and plants to receive the rays of the setting sun.
It's a pity that although those precious blood roses in the garden escaped the attack of the heavy rain, they did not escape the ravages of the sharp sword.
"Hey! Ha!"
A little boy about ten years old is wielding a sharp sword, ruining Queen Aisha's beloved Blood Rose to a horrible extent.
Seeing this scene, none of the maids beside him dared to step forward to dissuade him.
Because, this little boy is the son of Prince William——Charlie Murdwin.
The old king was leaning on a cane, watching his grandson wreak havoc in the garden with a smile, and had no intention of stopping it.
"His Royal Highness Prince."
"His Royal Highness Prince."
…
At this moment, Prince William suddenly appeared at the gate of the garden, angrily yelling at his troublesome son:
"Charlie! That's the queen's beloved blood rose! Don't hack it!"
The little boy was startled, and quickly threw away the sword in his hand, as if in this way, the previous destruction had nothing to do with him.
However, the old king on the side was not happy.
He gave Prince William a hard look, and shouted angrily, "Why are you so fierce? You scared the child!"
Then, he turned his head to look at Charlie, and put on a smiling face again: "Charlie, don't be afraid, it's just some useless flowers and plants, you can play with them as you like."
"Oye!" Charlie shouted excitedly, picked up the long sword on the ground again, and began to destroy those blood roses again.
Prince William sighed helplessly, and waved to the bewildered maids in the garden, telling them to leave quickly.
Then, he stepped forward a few steps, trying to support the old king.
Unexpectedly, the old king shook his hand and stared: "What are you supporting? Am I that old?"
Prince William was speechless for a while, thinking, isn't it you who want to pretend to be old...
However, the prince, who was used to resignation, did not dare to refute, but asked in a low voice:
"Father, our people have already found guests from the east in Silvermoon City, but... these two distinguished guests don't seem to be in a hurry to find us..."
"Then what are they doing?"
"They've been all over the taverns in Silvermoon City in the past few days, it seems... they're tasting all kinds of fine wines..."
The old king frowned. He obviously didn't expect these two envoys from the east to be so unreliable, so he had no choice but to confess: "If they don't come to you, then you should go to them."
"yes."
"Remember to bring good wine."
"yes."
When Prince William stepped back obediently, the old king looked at his excited grandson and asked with a smile, "Charlie, why do you like destroying these flowers so much?"
Charlie froze for a moment, then turned around and said, "I don't know, I just like watching them fall to the ground."
"Hahaha!" The old king seemed very happy, "Okay, then you continue! Remember, the more beautiful these things are, the more dangerous they are! Cut them off! It's best to cut them all off!"
"Okay, cut it all!"
Charlie seemed to have received a sacred mission, and immediately swung the sword more vigorously.
(end of this chapter)