91 Ninety-one. 29. Difference between Red Ship and Prize, and Loot (2) (1/2)

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.