Chapter Ninety-Three: The Second Prince
was browsing the forum, Qingyi heard the doorbell and quickly got up. It was Mrs. Green who was outside the door, for she was the only one who would give a long press and let go, not a few times like Dora. Haha, this is also an improvement in perception, right?
When I opened the door, it was indeed Mrs. Green. She changed back into the home clothes and held a gift bag in her hand: "Zhang, this is for you." β
Qingyi opened it and saw that it was a scarf! The scarf is made of black, white and gray coarse wool, and the grid between the lines can be inserted into one finger. Although it seems that there are too many omissions, when Qingyi tried it on, he realized that it was really warm! Mrs. Green smiled and reached out to help him adjust his outfit.
"I'll give you something too! Merry Christmas! Qingyi also took out a small gift box from his pocket.
"Oh?" Mrs. Green, putting on her reading glasses, began to unwrap the paper, and exclaimed in amazement, "How lovely! In front of her was a small red bag tied with a Chinese knot embroidered with five bats.
Qingyi smiled: "This is a Chinese sachet containing spices such as rosemary, mint, and jasmine. β
"Why embroider bats? Isn't it embroidered with waterfowl on TV? β
"Mandarin ducks? Oh, that pattern is only for love tokens. The 'bat' of bat is homophonic with the 'blessing' of happiness, so the bat also represents happiness. The five bats represent five different blessings, 'happiness', 'official fortune', 'longevity', 'joy', and 'wealth'. I think it's a good fit for you. β
"Thank you, kid!" Mrs. Green happily held the sachet in front of her, took a deep inhalation, and was intoxicated: "It smells so good, it reminds me of my girlhood." If I wore it on the street, I think I would be twenty years younger. Okay, come over for breakfast, shall we? Peanut muffins and garden sandwiches today? β
Without thinking, Qingyi took the key out and closed the door, almost not running in front of Mrs. Green.
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After eating and drinking, Qingyi walked to the window comfortably. It was bleak outside the window, but he felt that the sun was shining and beautiful, and of course, this could be because he was standing next to the radiator.
"Honey, are you happy Christmas?" Mrs. Green walked over to the Christmas tree and turned on the lights.
Qingyi turned around and said with a smile: "Very happy!" β
"What about your family? Are they happy too? β
"It should ...... Be happy. Qingyi said vaguely. How does he know if his family is happy or not? I haven't been on the phone lately.
"But it's Christmas, and it's time for the whole family to have fun."
Qingyi turned his gaze back to the window: "Christmas is not a traditional Chinese festival, at most it is a gathering of couples, and there are few family reunions. β
Mrs. Green smiled and nodded: "That's right, only when it's the Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, is it the time for family members to gather?" Zhang, you haven't been back for several years, and your family must miss you very much. How about asking the boss for leave during the next Spring Festival? β
Qingyi's face was a little unsightly. Mrs. Green repeated the same old tune again, hoping that he would go home, but he was so disgusted with that home, let alone going back, that even the thought of "going back" made him irritating. He said, "Mrs. Green, you don't have to persuade me. They don't miss me at all. I'm just an idler with shares in the company and inheritance, and it's too late for the brothers to catch me with a broom, where can I be welcomed? Also, to be honest, I don't have any attachment to my family. β
Without waiting for Mrs. Green's answer, he said in a deep voice, "I'll go back first." The meals you cook are delicious. When he got home, he couldn't wait to close the door, as if that would keep something out of the door that he didn't want to face. He looked at the phone for a long time, but finally walked over to the computer and sat down.
Online.
The World Tree is still brightly lit, it already exudes a pure blue glow, and after hanging countless ornaments, it is like a multi-layered ocean of buried treasures. However, Qingyi didn't have time to stop and watch, so he found a "Fermat airship" and flew straight to the "City of Contradictions". Ever since he received a "Necromantic Army Research Notebook", Skoll has concentrated the country's resources and vigorously developed the army. At present, many troops have been formed, and even the Yin Cloud Iron Cavalry has gathered enough for a regiment. Qingyi would love to come to a military parade to see what kind of battle his army is, but now he is going to find Nave.
When he saw the battlements of the wall, a raven of Annihilation caught up with him and told him the shocking news that made him feel the urge to turn around at once:
Saramonroe's fleet has returned from Antarctica.
This news was so heavy that Qingyi was stunned for a moment. It only took him three seconds to make a decision, asking his subordinates to stabilize the other party first, and then rush back after finishing the matter at hand, and he would never delay too long. When he came to Nave's residence, he barged in without knocking on the door, and was dumbfounded.
Nave's upper body was almost naked, only tied around her waist, and her huge breasts were squeezed into two flat balls, which were almost ready to come out. Since she only had short hair, her entire neck and back were exposed, white as congealed cream, and she must have been slippery to the touch. Her bust of armor was hanging from a shelf, and she held a brush and oil canister to evenly apply the "corpse oil lube" to her armor. She noticed Qingyi's arrival, so she said coldly: "Your Majesty, your eyes are looking where they shouldn't." β
"Ah, I'm sorry." Qingyi hurriedly turned his head, turned sideways to the edge of the desk, put a gadget on the table and hurriedly left: "This thing is for you, Merry Christmas!" β
Looking at His Majesty who had fled in the desert, Neve chuckled, and quickly straightened her face, awe-inspiring and inviolable, like Joan of Arc. She walked over to the desk, exclaimed as soon as she saw the gadget, and threw everything in her hand away, but picked it up with great careβthe little badge. The badge was made of bronze, and the pattern was an open eagle claw, so vivid that it seemed to be grasping something.
Chloe Family Crest: This is the family crest of the Salamen Masomnd family, the "Claw of the Eagle", and the Chloe family. Badge, Charisma +5, Agility +5, Strength +10, Constitution +10, Max Stamina +10%, Max HP +15%, [Iron Aura] +4. Iron Will +5, Fame +500. Increases the Prosperity of the equipper's faction by 15, increases the population limit by 10%, and increases the popularity by 10. Load 1, durability 100%, 65 levels required. Requires 50 strength, requires a knight class, requires a Sala Monro noble, or has 90 opinion from the Saramonro faction. Non-dropping, non-tradable, unique items.
Nave clutched the crest as if to melt it into the palm of her hand.
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As we all know, the predecessor of the Twilight Empire was the Kingdom of Salamonro. In the "Doomsday Confrontation", the people of Saramonro fled by boat, and the devastated land naturally formed a necromantic paradise, which led to the rise of the Necromantic King and June Sunshine. During the "lost five years", the countries of the mainland also returned to the mainland to carry out reconstruction work, and the Salamonroe people sent a vanguard at this point in time to investigate whether the original land was suitable for habitation. Their fleet was anchored in Albatross Harbor in Snow White, and their legates had been led into the capital, the "City of Waiting".
"City of Waiting" City Lord's Mansion, Council Hall.
In the original position of the White Bone Tyrant, there was a man holding a golden handkerchief to cover his nose. He was young, not yet thirty years old, with very white skin, a beard without an aristocratic beard, and an equally wild hairstyle (a golden chicken nest to put it mildly); He was richly dressed, and the seemingly ordinary white silk scarf on his chest alone was worth a hundred gold coins, not to mention a pair of tights and dark gold cardigans carefully cut by the master; He frowned all the time, trying to show his contempt for everything around him, to show his nobility; He even disliked the "necromantic mask" in his hand, so much so that he took it off every few minutes; He crossed Erlang's legs, but he was extremely impatient, and kept changing legs, and his left leg was on top for a while, and then on the bottom.
"Your Royal Highness the Second Prince, please wait a little longer." Manager Jon walked in and replaced the cold black tea for the guests, and his voice was gentle and calm: "Is it that the level of Lao Chen's tea has declined, so it is not to your taste?" β
"Jont, since the death of my father, Saramonro has not had a king. My brother is about to become Saramonro VIII, should you also consider what you call me? Or did you forget your service to the royal family of Saramonro after becoming a necromantic creature? The other party raised his chin and said defiantly.
The old manager smiled and picked up the tray, as if he didn't notice the other party's provocation: "It's the old minister who was negligent." β
"Forget it, you have followed your father for so many years, and you can be regarded as loyal, and it is not interesting to worry about you." The second prince glanced at the slightly hot black tea with annoyance, and then looked at the little girl who had been sitting opposite for a long time, and asked in a tone of chatting about lace news among nobles: "Hey, you've been sitting for a long time, don't you feel bored?" What is your name? β
"My name is Saramonro......
"Presumptuous!" The second prince stood up and scolded angrily: "A bastard, who allowed you to use my royal family name!" β
Suo'er was yelled at by this, and tears couldn't help but roll in her eyes, and her two little hands clenched her skirt.
"Slut, bitch! If it's not something you deserve, don't ask! Do you really think that if you get this surname and learn court etiquette, you will be a princess? Useless! You don't have royal blood in you, and you'll never be recognized by us! "All kinds of foul language that should not appear in the mouths of royals are poured out like dirty water. The second prince came over, and tried his best to be mean, so he almost pointed at Suo'er's nose and scolded.
Chief Jont did not leave, shook his head and said, "Your Royal Highness the Second Prince, please note that as an ambassador, your words and deeds are related to the image of the country. You have violated a gentleman's rules. β
"I'm a gentleman when I treat human ladies, but not necessarily monsters."
Suo'er was already in tears, but she still tried to accompany the smiling face: "Please don't be angry, Your Royal Highness......"
"What? What kind of character are you to dare to talk to me like that? I don't know which nerve Suo'er touched the second prince, and he slapped him: "Your Royal Highness the prince is also what you can call?" β
[Flash], [Block]. The "Guardian of the Throne" was in front of Suo'er, and the second prince's hand was only clapped on the sword. Su'er had already closed her eyes and waited for this slap in resignation; When she found out that she was fine, her face was not happy, but panicked and overwhelmed.
"What kind of thing are you, the princess who dares to beat me?" Qingyi walked in with an unkind face. He rarely appears in human form, so his expression is more easily recognizable by visitors.
"No, it's not like that, Daddyβ"
"Hmph, June Sunshine, you're just in time! You are also a mongrel. You're just an adventurer, you don't have any Sala Monroe blood at all, why do you have the surname 'Sara Monro'? "The second prince is standing arrogantly in front of Qingyi, you must know that he is talking to the famous white bone tyrant!" If you take away the three-piece set of national weapons, forget it, and in our capacity, we naturally disdain to recover property from thieves...... But do you want to steal even a surname? Worthy of being despicable! β
"The surname was not stolen, it was given to me by your father, and I have always cherished it." Qingyi smiled, every word was loud, "But since you value this surname very much, then, we don't want it." β
"Really?" The second prince raised his eyebrows.
"Really." Qingyi repeats it to indicate confirmation. "I don't want to be associated with people like you anymore."
The second prince's eyes were playful, and he smiled, as if his plan had succeeded: "Okay, that's what you said." β
Bite!
System Prompt: Due to the story, your character's name has been changed to "June Sunshine".
System Prompt: The Remnants of Saramonroe have zero opinion of you.