Chapter 882 (1/2)

Chapter 882: The Return of the King

Translator: TransN Editor: TransN

The king was coming!

Since Roland Wimbledon’s troops were stationed in Redwater City, the discussion over this event filled the streets and alleys of the old king’s city and reached its peak when the Lord of Silver City submitted to Roland. Although a fraction of people repeatedly emphasized that Roland did not ascend the throne, compared to his previous titles as rebel king and invader, most of the civilians still believed that the future King of Graycastle was none other than Roland. A coronation was probably the exact purpose for this trip.

The new king did not seem to be in a hurry as he stayed in each one of the cities for several weeks. By the time he made his way toward Redwater City, it was already mid-summer.

The increasing temperature did not decrease people’s enthusiasm, however. Taverns were still full of voices talking about Roland’s inauguration; main streets were decorated with colorful ribbons, houses over two stories near the palace were all leased out. The desolate old king’s city seemed to have been restored its former glory. Perhaps only during such occasions the citizens in the city were reminded of the style and features a king’s city should have.

It had been over a year since Roland last stepped onto this piece of land.

The moment he walked through the city gate, pedals collected by the local girls covered the sky; cheers from the audience instantly ignited the city—they were not praising the new king’s wisdom and benevolence, it was merely a habit of the people here.

Nini and Pod were among them.

The two of them happened to live in a tower building close to the main street, which offered them the best seats that overlooked the entire scene. Their parents were too busy serving potential tenants to stop them, enabling them to freely climb to the top of the tower, lie on the red-brick roof, and watch the grand occasion of the army going into the city.

“Here they are… Is that His Majesty standing in the carriage? He looks so much younger than the Second Prince,” Nini shouted with surprise. “Wow, look! He’s waving at us! Lord Timothy would never do that!”

“He’s waving at everyone in this direction.” Pod shrugged. “We climbed so high. There is no way for him to see us.”

“We’re also included in everyone, am I wrong?” Nini said righteously. “Judging by his appearance alone, he looks much nicer than the Second Prince.”

“So the nice king hanged a big batch of nobles, including His Highness Timothy—his biological elder brother. The temporarily constructed gallows are still standing in the square. He must be the ruler who has killed the most people in the king’s city, even if you include the Rats.”

“Hey, why do you always talk contrary to me?” Nini glared at Pod.

“I don’t like him,” Pod said with a pouted mouth. “He’s never taken this city as his home. He advocates that in Western Region, there are more working opportunities and encourages people to go there, but what about us? Nowadays the number of customers that come to father’s tavern has reduced by half. Isn’t he the one to blame?”

“So who do you like? The Second Prince?”

“I disliked him too. In order to catch witches, he caused turmoil over the entire city… The old king is the best, at least he wouldn’t—”

“God! Look at the girl next to His Majesty!” Before Pod finished talking, Nini had put aside the topic they were discussing. Pointing at the carriage the king was standing on, she cried out, “She’s turning back. Oh God, she’s so beautiful!”

Pod had no choice, but to sigh.

Her discovery seemed to have attracted the crowd’s attention—if one could ride on the carriage with the king, the significance of that person was self-evident. Discussions in the streets got hotter. Obviously, people were full of interests toward this strange yet pretty girl.

Suddenly, Nini and Pod heard a clear, peculiar roar.

Before they realized it, a gray figure, like an arrow shot from a bow, dashed in front of them and went directly into the tower building. Downstairs, a series of sounds followed as panic shouting, someone falling on the ground, and wine glasses smashing to pieces filled the air.

“What was that?” Nini asked in surprise.

“I’ve no idea, but it seems it came from our home!” Pod hurriedly stood up. “Let’s get back and take a look.”

“Ok!”

They climbed down the brick wall, the same way as they went up, and hopped into the tavern from a window. To their surprise, several armored warriors were surrounding the guests. On the floor, there was sprayed alcohol, water, bowl and cup fragments, and a few feathers everywhere.

The first thing that came into Nini’s head was that Pod’s complaint about His Majesty was overheard by somebody, and she wanted to muffle Pod’s mouth, hide somewhere , and make no sound no matter what they saw.

Yet she could not manage to do that.