Chapter 7
"What, don't let us enter the city?"

Guerrell sat high on the back of a dragon-scaled horse, narrowed his beautiful eyes slightly, and looked coldly at the trembling man below, "His Royal Highness Lucia is visiting Rodel at the invitation of His Majesty Malika, what do you mean— — Now, Karen City represents the Golden Dynasty to reject Sky City’s visit, and you want to keep us out, right?”

"No, no, no!" The envoy from Karen City was shocked when he heard the words, and immediately bent down, his voice trembling: "I hope that the envoy will be clear, whether it is the lower official himself or Karen City, dare not- — I have no right to offend His Royal Highness Lucia, it’s just that.”

"Just what?" Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Guerrell asked impatiently.

The man raised his eyes and glanced at the many storm knights with hesitant faces around him, then looked at the frosty Guerrell, lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said, "Please allow me to meet His Royal Highness Lucia, and then face His Highness and several others in person. Report to the officer!"

After he finished speaking, he was still trembling uncontrollably all over his body, but he stuck his neck on the spot after all, refusing to say another word.

"You guy." Guerrell pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, and couldn't help exuding a burst of real dragon power, which almost suffocated the man.

A sound of horseshoes broke the dignified atmosphere, and Aegis drove his horse to Guerrell's side, saying, "Your Highness has an order to report to the Central Army."

Guerrell was slightly taken aback, but he didn't refute anything. He just stared coldly at the man who was about to fall, and said, "Stand still, follow me."

A moment later, the man saw the new demigod who had been rumored all over the dynasty recently in a temporary riverside camp. When his eyes fell on the appearance of the other fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, his face showed a little expression. I couldn't hide my surprise.

"Don't be surprised, the ancient dragon is far from the way you humans grow up. To be precise, my childhood has been spent in the past 1000 years-in that dragon egg." Lucia, who was flipping through the book, looked up and glanced faintly. Glancing at him, "If you are going to give a relatively reasonable explanation for your actions, please explain it as soon as possible before my patience runs out."

The man's heart trembled, and the moment he was swept by those ice blue eyes, he suddenly had the illusion that his secrets were being seen through by the other party, and he didn't know that this feeling was due to the spiritual coercion of the other party as a demigod. , or because of the maturity and indifference of this "boy" who obviously exceeded his expectations.

"Your Majesty Clivell, currently serving as the internal affairs officer of Karen City, pay your respects to Your Highness!" He knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Lucia.

According to the cultural tradition of thousands of years in the borderland, the most solemn etiquette between mortals is nothing more than kneeling on one knee. Only gods, demigods, and the king of Elden recognized by the entire continent are qualified to accept this level of grand ceremony .

"Stay flat." Lucia said calmly.

Long before the start of this journey, he had already systematically studied the complete set of political system, bureaucratic structure, and cultural customs of the Golden Dynasty, so he could naturally understand what Clareville meant by "internal affairs officer".

Different from the military-government separation system in many cities in the Yatan area, the Golden Dynasty has only one consul as the highest official in many remote cities, who is in charge of all military, political, and people's livelihood affairs in the city.Of course, this model is not reasonable, and it is often not fair enough, but it is simple, crude and efficient enough, and effectively maintained Rodell's control of the border territory for more than ten years at the beginning of the dynasty.Although Karen City is close to the Altan Plateau, but because it is also adjacent to the turbulent Gemir region, it faces military pressure from the sub-human tribes and wandering mountain demon tribes all the year round, so it has always maintained this system.

The so-called internal affairs officers are the deputy responsible for assisting the internal affairs under the consul system. They are not appointed by Rodel, but elected by the locals. They do not have any real power in their hands, and they only exist to help the chief officer handle various complicated affairs.Correspondingly, the political status of these people is also quite low, and any consul has the power to kill them.

Clayville stood up a little stiffly, his eyes carefully fell on the ground in front of Lucia's feet, and said: "Your Highness, please respect that the decision of the embassy stationed outside the city is not decided by the lower officials, but by the consul Heck. The reason for Tove's impromptu order this morning is that there have been rebel sub-human tribes trying to sneak into Karen City to destroy the city's defenses since ten months. If you sneak in, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"It's understandable to do extraordinary things in extraordinary times." Lucia pondered for a while, leaning on his chin with one hand, but from his still calm tone, Claywell couldn't tell his true intentions at all.

"However," he changed the subject, "is he going to close the city gate like this, let us eat and sleep in the wild, and leave at dawn tomorrow?"

"Don't dare!" Clivell bowed deeply again, "Your Majesty is in charge of the internal affairs of the city, and has already set up a camp for His Highness and the envoys ten miles east of the city, and all kinds of supplies have been prepared. Your Highness, please. Move and station."

The voice fell to the ground, but Lucia did not answer.

Clever lowered his head and could feel the other party's gaze quietly examining him. He didn't dare to make any movements, so he had to maintain a respectful posture and wait. At the same time, cold sweat had unknowingly soaked the clothes behind him. .

He endured for a long time in this kind of atmosphere that lasted for a long time, and finally Lucia's voice came from the front: "Since Mr. Clavier has arranged everything, and everyone is quite tired all the way, we will Go to the station as soon as possible."

As he said that, he got up and put away the book at hand, and waved his hand. The knight standing beside him immediately led a silver-white dragon-scale horse. Lucia stepped on the stirrup and turned over cleanly.This kind of war horse with the blood of a low-ranking flying dragon is already heroic and extraordinary. At this moment, sitting on the saddle is a young demigod who looks like a rising sun, which makes Clivell's heart sway even more.

Now that the lord had given the order, Guerrell and Aegis naturally did not hesitate at all, and immediately assembled a team according to their own responsibilities, ready to escort Lucia on the journey.

In the line of action, Clivell was about to go to the front army to lead the way, but he heard Lucia wave his hand and said: "It is enough to leave it to the soldiers who came together, Sir Clivewell might as well go with me, just right There are a few more things I want to know about you."

Clivell raised his head. Although the other party did not speak in an orderly tone, he knew that he had no right to refuse when he saw the light expression in the silver-haired boy's eyes.

So he took a deep breath, bowed and said, "I obey."

(End of this chapter)

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