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Chapter 393 The Prince (1)

Walking into the side hall, dozens of nobles in gorgeous clothes were in it.

Seeing most of them blushing, Kensell could imagine how noisy he looked before he came in.

Looking around, there were few old faces, and Kensell relaxed.

Among the nobles, the older they are, the stronger they are, and this is true.

What made His Majesty afraid of the most were not those small and medium-sized nobles who were like clowns, but these big families who stood at the end and used invisible lines to manipulate everything.

The four major marquis families are the strongest backing of the royal family. Before ascending to the throne of kings, Kensell received support from these families.

What troubled him now and was very annoyed were the nobles at the level of the count.

Hyenas have sharp teeth and a healthy body. If used well, they can help lions hunt. If used poorly, they will hurt their masters.

The land area of ​​Sharlot has been completely captured and nearly doubled. The Kingdom of Foster is at its most powerful moment in history. Kensell does not want to be a sinner of the royal family. Every step you take requires caution.

Seeing His Majesty the King walk into the side hall without saying a word, several active heads of the family wanted to stir up the conversation.

The mainstays of these families have returned in the plane war. With the adhering of the rules of the Knights' Hall, these knights will not talk much.

But when people become erections, they can figure it out after a little turn. Most of the high-level servants who have not come back will never come back.

High-level combat power is not the only criterion for measuring a family's strength, but this also reflects the most intuitive competitiveness of a family.

A family without the protection of the top strong men is like a beast without sharp teeth. It can only be eliminated in the law of the jungle of natural selection.

In Fostertan's current form, it is impossible to launch a foreign war again. No unsuspecting disasters are allowed to occur, either in the Holy Tower or the Temple of Knights.

Unless a second-level knight is born again in their country, or a stronger existence, Foster has the ability, or "excuses" to have more territory.

Since we cannot obtain benefits from the outside world, many people have seen it at home.

Struggle is a contradictory topic that always exists. It is not something you can refuse if you want to refuse, or you can not participate if you want to not participate.

Giving up means being eliminated. No one wants to build a family foundation that he has worked hard to be replaced by others one day.

Now the families who have lost high-level attendants are the lambs on the table. There are already anxious hunters who can't wait to get a pastry.

However, before enjoying this pastry, the hyenas need to offer the largest and most plump pastry, and the king is the biggest hunter.

The king enjoys his heart, and the marquises scrape the flesh and the remaining leftovers of vegetable leaves are their staple food.

To be honest, Kensell was ambitious before becoming the king, but when he really stood in this position, he realized that many of them were different from what he imagined.

Several of these families who were forced to palace were his supporters when he inherited the throne, and there were two high-level attendants who fell in the plane war, and they were the commanders of his corps.

But now, driven by power and class, he needs to cut the first piece of meat from the chopping board.

Of course, it's not entirely a bad thing.

At least Kensell knew that some families could move, and some families needed to give it a try.

"Let's go to Seth's province," the king suddenly said during the discussion.

"feasible."

"good."

“Additional.”

“…”

Seth Province is the northern province of the old land of Charles, with mountains and rocks, but no valuable mineral deposits. The local residents are quite xenophobic, especially those of Fosterian descent.

The Griffin family has gone there, and at least two generations, they will never be able to return to the core of the capital's power.

The Earl family, which once had several kings, fell into this way after losing two high-level servant-level strong men. It can be said that they are in a state of trepidation.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The elderly Doug Griffin crawled and thanked.

Being exiled to remote areas is a better end for the Griffin family. At least the title of Count was retained, which means there is still a chance.

Kensel was indeed a talented and stubborn king. When most people thought it was a suppression of the property of the Griffin family, only a few people knew that it was His Majesty the King protecting the Griffin family.

Looking at the nobles below, Kensell habitually rubbed his eyebrows while arguing for furious interests.

I really envy the Marquis of Wood, Kensell thought so.

The Marquis of Wood and Kensel are of the same age as Kensel in the military camp. They are also close friends with Prince Kensel in the military camp. The two often go out to hunt together.

When His Majesty, the King, was worried in the palace, the Marquis Wood, probably not in the gentle country, was just having fun in the wild.

Suppressing his annoyance, Kensell stood up and stopped the endless discussion in front of him.

"There are no discussions on Eddie's family, the Bosi family, and the Clive family for the time being. I have a decision!"

"Yeah?" The king's words attracted the attention of everyone present.

Eddie and other three families are another topic that needs to be discussed in parliament today. The three families are just the Viscount family and are not strong supporters before Prince Kensell inherited the throne.

After losing the high-level knight of the family, it completely turned into fish on the chopping board and just waited for it to be scraped clean.

So much so that the heads of these three small families were not invited to the palace to discuss matters today.

Leaving fate is the only idea of ​​these small families. They can only expect King Kensel, the new king, to leave them a way out, just as Kensel leaves other families with a way out.

Kensell needs to do what he needs to do on his own deprivation and suppression, not a qualified king, nor can he guarantee that Fostertan will maintain prosperity and balance the forces of all parties. He still has a long way to go on the road to the throne.

"As we all know, my sister is back." Prince Kensel said without a trace at first.

The nobles and ministers all listened quietly to see what his Majesty did.

"Then, Fostertan may soon have another prince." The king's words were still echoing in the side hall...

A week later, the palace was decorated with lanterns and festive red silk everywhere.

The entire Flor royal city fell into a carnival. The civilians who were happy to reduce taxes a week ago had a free conversation a week later.

Their beloved King's sister will be married today.

The one who married the princess was a Viscount named Locke. Why has this Viscount rarely heard of? Those who are very good at gossiping use their means to find out the background of the new prince.

Prince? Viscount?

These days, Old Locke and Tia seem to live in dreams.

First, the son and daughter who had been away for more than three years suddenly came back, and then a series of rewards from the palace were sent down, which knocked the hearts of the two old men unconscious.

"Madam, can you see this colorful silk hanging here?"

"Master, this is the tobacco I brought from the south. I don't know if you like it."

"Virgin Valen wanted to visit with his gift."

“…”

The originally remote and quiet home has been very lively recently.

Countless nobles came to visit each other in groups, from barons to envoys from the Marquis family, which really made the two old men exhausted from entertaining.

Today is a happy day. The two elders are wearing gorgeous clothes and dressed neatly, waiting for the imperial carriage to set off at any time.

After spending more than ten years of aristocratic life in Flor City, Lao Locke and Tia are not seen as civilians at all.

Luxurious clothes, exquisite food, and cumbersome and noble noble etiquette allowed them to complete a gorgeous transformation.

Only the maids and servants in the mansion can find out the difference between them and other nobles from the simplicity and kindness that the two masters usually reveal.

"I didn't expect that Brother Locke is not only a viscount, but also wants to marry a princess to become a princess." said the strong man with his arms thicker than ordinary people's thighs. His chin was covered with stubble, his straight body, and his hands were covered with calluses. Locke's former brother Hans was specially invited from Del Province.

"Yes, it's incredible." said Kane, who was thin and had sharp eyes next to him.

As Rock's most powerful right-hand man on the battlefield, these two must be present when Rock's grand wedding was held.

In addition to them, there are many familiar faces from Maple Leaf Village and Mining Town in the mansion, such as Uncle Yoshak, Carr and others, who just exchanged greetings with Old Locke.

These civilians from the countryside of Kaidozi had heard a long time ago that the Rock family was developed and not only became nobles, but also settled in the royal capital.

But no one knows how developed it is.

Today they saw that it turned out to be the prince's family, and all the residents of the mine town who saw this scene were honored.

"You and your brother don't discuss it with me, and just grant me a viscount." Locke whispered in the carriage, holding Angelina's hand.

"Hmph, go and ask my brother yourself." Angelina raised her head.

After a week of adjustment, Angelina has come out of her sadness, and today is the most important moment in her life. She can build a life with her sweetheart. Angelina is in a very happy mood at this time. I believe that the dead old king also hopes that Angelina can get married happily.

"Uh." Thinking of His Majesty the King who gave him an unfathomable feeling and his elder brother-in-law, Locke rarely hesitated for a moment.

The imperial carriage started a half-day tour of the people in Flor City. Wherever he went, he was filled with flowers and blessings. After that, he returned to the palace, and the more complicated aristocratic rituals were still waiting for the two newcomers.

Fortunately, Locke was mentally prepared for this, and he gently complained about the cumbersome rules of the nobles, while his face was filled with sunshine and confident smiles.
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