91 Ninety-One. 29. Difference Between Red Ship And Prize, And Loot (2)
When Prince Maximilian II returned, Marquis Villefeld felt a fresh shock.
A boy who was just awkward and wise became a strong man in a few months.
Seeing the figure, Marquis said that the blood of the lion had not been cut off, and there was still hope in this country, and he was shocked alone to reddish his eyes. The growth of the two princes was remarkable.
"I was... far from you. "
When the nobles changed their minds and increased their praise, the two princes said in humiliation:
At that time, he admired that the good and disobedient prince was humble.
There was no brother like you, at least not in the Leonberger family.
But it wasn't really humble.
Once again, the prince who appeared in the royal palace became a completely different person.
Except for the arrogant eyes, there was nothing like before.
The body was scary and the beast's eyes were as fierce as it was. Behind the boy who was always alone, numerous lords and knights followed.
The weather was also intimidating.
Even the nobles with high noses carelessly clenched their heads.
If you have a charm that encompasses your left hand, you have a crush on your son-in-law.
From the moment he appeared, the prince overwhelmed his left side, and the nobles saw him without you or anything else.
But the Marquis was willing and concerned at the same time with the intense defeat.
The prince was too rude and exaggerated.
My words were too harsh when I treated my father and, publicly, the king who was the ruler of the country. The figure seemed to be in jeopardy, as if a young child who was not necessarily understandable had a sharp sword.
The words are theoretical, and the path is straight and right. Whatever the past was, it was clear.
However, because the steps were so drastic and chaotic, the people who were being trampled and screamed were good in their eyes.
There is defeat, but there is no inclusion that encompasses the left.
It was a shame.
Is there no one to advise separately? Or does he not listen to advice?
Either way, it wasn't good.
Strong is the law that breaks one day.
Moreover, even the strength was not complete, so I had to say that the nobles in the north who received the prince were only a few of the nobles in the whole kingdom.
Their wings, which grew up in a ferocious land, were respected, but their foundations were ferocious and their poverty undeniable.
The time has not yet come for the Prince to reveal this.
Greedy and cunning wolves will not leave the young lion intact. Now they are pressed from above and pushed down from the cause, but their fornication could have been more deadly than the courage of lions over time.
Young lions still needed herd protection. Even though the leader of the herd is an old lion with claws cut off and teeth pulled out.
Marquis wished that the First Prince would quickly realize that.
But that was just old-fashioned.
The First Prince was not just a young lion.
The moment the empire's ambassador selected the Prince as the Tower of the Horse, the Marquis could realize that.
I didn't have an embrace. I had no intention of embracing.
There was no way that the owner of the Horse Tower in the heavens and earth could stand up first and make such a sad sound.
That's even worse in a kingdom where Mr. Wizard has dried up over the last 100 years.
As evidence, those who noticed the imperial victory and resisted to tearing precious blood strings or money were discussing who would be sent to the north long after the gathering.
Some of the mediators promised to send their eldest son boldly, while others promised to send their youngest son who was waiting for them.
My son has been a wizard since then.
Of course, once you find the cold, you will quickly recall that they are not all wizards. But I will not give up the vague expectation that my son may be included among those who are not, and I will give him a good understanding, whether I give him an elder son or a younger son or both.
"Hmm..."
Marquis left the banquet hall quietly when he saw me discussing it with even my neighbors.
Then I went straight to the First Prince's womb.
"Well! Even if I have something urgent to tell you! "
"Your Majesty has already eaten in Ozu, so please come back later. "
The Prince's womb has already been liturgical with the fast-footed nobles.
"Count Dunstein. I ask you to tell her I want to see her. "
Among the great lords of the East were Count Dunstein, who was regarded as one of the most prominent.
"Your Majesty has already eaten in the fig tree. I'll let you know if you cough later. "
But the same was true of the Wise Earl, who could not even step on the threshold.
"Mmm."
Marquis Villefeld, who looked at the figure, could see that the prince knew exactly the value of the weapon he had in his hand.
It must be hard to see you today.
When I saw the upright coming out of the doorkeeper, I thought I'd never see anyone again, and Marquis turned around weakly.
No, I tried to turn it.
"Isn't that Marquis Villefeld? "
Until now, even in the primordial and sublime waters of many nobles, the court knight who was consistent with the paper saw him.
"Are you here to see His Majesty? "
"Yes, I'll come back later because you said you had it in the fizzy sauce. "
"Please come inside and wait. "
"Huh, really... ''
"This way."
Marquis Villefeld crosses the threshold of the royal uterus along the path opened by the court knight, pretending not to win.
"No! No one, no one! "
"Marquis Villefeld has already made a pledge. "
"What a lie! I've seen you die with two eyes. "
"You seem to care about your elder. "
Behind me, I heard the nobles wearing musical instruments. But the court knight was consistent with Morso.
"Huh. It's a real slut. "
It's the Holy Spirit of the Court Knights. It was originally known for its knowledge, but I didn't know that there were many nobles out there who were so gifted to say all my words.
That is also true of the First Prince's womb, which no one has noticed so far.
"The name of that article is something. "
"Who are you talking about... Ah... Sir Carls. "
The court knight who was in charge of guiding me told me the name of the knight was Carls Ulrich. And he and some of the knights found out that they had been guarding a palace that had no owner for over a year.
I don't know if it's virtuous or not.
Marquis shook his head.
"Your Majesty, Marquis Villefeld is here. "
The court knight who knocked on the visit opened the door.
"Here you go."
Marquis taps the knight's shoulder and goes straight into the room.
"You're here earlier than I thought. "
"Your Majesty."
One prince sat on the opposite side of the woman and drank tea.
"Marquis. "
The women who were seated recognized the marquis and stood up and bowed their heads.
On the one hand, it was the daughter of Kyrgyzstan, whose proper name was known near the King's Palace, and on the other it was an unknown face. But not knowing his face didn't mean he didn't know who he was.
The rumor that the prince had knighted my maid was still an indispensable reference when talking about the prince.
Most of the dogs were close to the conspiracy, but the marquis did not listen.
"I heard you were sleeping hard in the elders, and you were still drinking tea here. "
"Did you believe that? "
"I don't think so. Not only me, but no one will believe it. "
The prince chuckled and laughed at the Marquis' answer.
"Sit down. Arwen, Adelia is sitting. You're okay, right?"
The Marquis, who had roughly nodded to the one prince seeking understanding, sat down in a flying seat.
"I spoke to you here a year ago. "
"I wasn't ready to serve tea at the time. "
"It was worth it. "
A year ago, Marquis Villefeld proposed to the First Prince that he leave the province to collect tax.
The prince followed his word, followed my outsider to the north, and returned as a blind man in the north who had subdued the seventeen lords.
"I don't think you've been working hard in the North for me, sometimes. "
Marquis looked at the prince's face. I had a lot of scars on my face that resembled the Queen. I could see how much the young boy had suffered in the north.
"I had to work hard. But it was worth it. "
"Even empty words make me lighter. "
"If it was empty, Marquis wouldn't even be here. "
A prince dug his back deep into the couch.
"Yes. Is Marquis here because he's interested in the Horse Tower? "
"If you're not interested, it would be a lie, but I have something more to tell you. "
Marquis said so and looked at the women.
"We're going to get up. "
"Nice to meet you. I'll see you next time I get a chance. "
Women who understood the meaning of snowflaking avoided their seats.
"You send someone else out to talk about something. "
"Your Majesty."
Marquis said with a laughing face.
"Do not be too hostile towards Your Majesty. "
The prince frowned.
"Judge and do not think of His Majesty with only the consequences that have been revealed. Your Majesty is never who you think he is. "
The prince did not answer.
"The Empire took a very long time to blur His Majesty's firearms, and more than that, it took the ball to cut off the royal clan. This became even more extreme at the time of His Majesty's reign, so He lost more than His Majesty thought. "
Seeing the prince with a stiff face, the marquis said,
"And you've done a lot of good. "
The prince tried to ask me what, but the Marquis got up first.
"Please remember. The royal family is the strongest supporter of His Majesty, the fact that he is not an enemy. "
I said that and added a word.
"If you pick and swing a sword with a sharp blade in your hand, it's good enough to say Bandshi."
He said it's hard to break.
Marquis took his place with sincere advice.
And the next day, the paper works of the last outbreak, which the King had put off the previous day, began.
First, a prize was awarded to the Lords of Central and Central Armies who defeated the South of the monsters on the Central Defense Line, and then a consolation award was awarded to the Lords of the North who suffered a lot of damage on the front lines. And the prize was awarded to cover the ball further.
"I will give ten piles of junhorses, fifty iron armor, and a hundred piles of silk to Prince Maximilian Leonberger, who led the rest of the army on behalf of the royal family and fought on the front lines, and a hunting ground for the royal throne. "
"The castle is gloomy. Your Majesty."
At the end of the prize to Prince Maximilian, the King shut his mouth.
However, none of the nobles gathered at the banquet hall knew that the paperwork was not over yet.
One prince remained.
Even if only half of the contents of the scroll were correct, the prince deserved a bigger prize than anyone here. If not all of them were true, even if the ball and its achievements were the heroes of the Old World, it was hard to determine which prize to award.
I felt the agony on the king's face when I opened my mouth.
For Marquis Villefeld, the king's deceit seemed to catch his eye.
Depending on which prize you give, the prince's position will change.
If it were a big statue, it would look as if the discord between rich and poor had ended, and the natural prince would have enjoyed it as his eldest son, but would have recovered everything he had lost out of his father's eyes.
If you give a small prize, the king will not accept one prince as a member of the royal family until the end, and he will not even acknowledge the authority of the Northern Blind.
No matter how his hands and feet were cut off, he was still the monarch of this country sitting on the throne.
The King did not open his mouth even though he was already contemplating.
Fortunately, the First Prince was not as rude and aggressive as he was the day before.
Marquis smiled.
Don't make enemies, the royal family isn't enemies.
He seemed to have taken some of his advice and was relieved.
But it was an illusion.
"Give my prize what I want. "
Marquis puts his head up.
I can't believe someone decided to give up my ball in front of the monarch and make their own award.
"I don't need anything else. "
Seeing the king hardened as he was hardened, the one prince demanded confidently.
"Just a sack of sword is enough. "