Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 490: Northland scenery
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Get off the floating boat, and when Locke and Hals walked behind to chat, Shelley and the other four were already in front.
In front of the Royal City of França, many welcoming people gathered at this time, including big nobles, wealthy businessmen, and some people joining in the fun.
"Marquis of Life! Marquis of Joyce! Marquis of Arnold! Welcome back." On the wall, a middle-aged man with a tighter package and a very luxurious padded jacket opened his arms enthusiastically.
Lev several people aroused their anger and flew up the city wall, shaking hands and laughing with the middle-aged man.
Looking at the middle-aged man wearing a golden crown of thorns with gorgeous lines on his head, Locke couldn't have guessed that this was the current king of França.
But what made him almost drop his chin is that after the man greeted the three of Lev, he turned to Shelley and shouted respectfully, "Grandma!"
The corners of Locke's mouth twitched, Shelley's appearance of a young woman turned out to be a grandmother.
"Shelley is the last sister of His Majesty the King." Hals leaned over and whispered.
It turns out that the king's grandfather is Shelley's elder brother, so it's no wonder that he calls Shelley "grandmother".
I think Shelley is almost 70 years old this year, and it is normal to have a grandnephew in his 30s.
The royal family attaches great importance to blood continuity. One of the very important requirements for the prince to succeed to the throne is to have heirs.
I don't know how many sons there are under this middle-aged king. Perhaps there are several grandsons. It seems that Shelley's family pedigree is very rich, and she usually doesn't talk about it.
Shelley just nodded and did not show much enthusiasm. The other first-level knights still cared about the status gap between herself and the king, but she did not have the slightest pressure. This kid was brought up by her. In terms of ability, he can be regarded as a half Mingjun.
After Shelley passed, the middle-aged king welcomed Hals behind him again, "Marquis Hals, welcome back!"
"Good to say, good to say, introduce you a friend, this is Locke." Hals introduced Locke with a carefree look.
"Knight Locker, hello!" The middle-aged king had a very upright attitude, and he stretched out his hand in greeting.
The Kingdom of França is not a small country like the Principality of Zelot. Although the population is not large, the Kingdom of França currently has seven first-class knights. They are placed in many countries in the northern region of the Missia continent. The number is in the upper middle level.
"Hello." Locke smiled and shook hands with the king.
"Go! Go! Go! Have a banquet, have a celebration! Holmes, have you arranged it?" Hals greeted everyone excitedly, and turned to call the middle-aged king.
"Everything is arranged, please!" His Majesty the King is worthy of being a North Country man. He is equally bold and generous. He was not angry at all because Hals called his name directly. He smiled and was surrounded by many noble ministers. The first class knights who had returned to their homeland walked towards the palace hall together.
França is not a big economically developed country. The dinner hosted by the king graciously, with a trace of simplicity in luxury, made Locke very satisfied.
The food is ice saury, deep sea toad, and cuttlefish sauce unique to Fransat.
The ice saury with fins thinner than the blade is the main fish species in the major ice lakes in França. The fish live 20 meters under the ice lake all year round. They can only be caught by fishermen during the spring and autumn fishing seasons. Widely fished.
The whole fish body is less than **** wide and more than ten centimeters long. The meat of each ice saury fish is pitiful.
However, after being dipped in the secret sauce made by the court of França, Locke had to admit that it was a rare delicacy.
"Try this!" Hals didn't look like a marquis, came over with a whole roasted deep sea toad, tore off half of it with his hands and threw it to Locke.
"It tastes good." Just smelling the toad meat, Locke was talking about it. The cooks in this palace are quite good.
After all, Locke and Hals are very similar in character, or in some respects.
Now everyone in the hall is chatting with each other and holding gifts. Only the two of them are sitting in a corner and feasting.
"Go, bring me a piece of snow venison!" Hals did not forget to order to the waiter who was serving as he ate.
"Yes, Lord Marquis." The waiter took no surprises at Hals's behavior. The entire Fransian civilians knew that the Marquis of Hals was bold and informal.
"Bring me a piece too." Locke followed up and added.
The waiter bent down and backed away, leading several maids to fetch food for them.
"Hals, don't just focus on eating, and tell Locke about our honour of Franz." Not long after, Shelley, who was dressed up tonight, came over and complained to Hals.
"I'm not interested, I'm going to you." Hals wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth, lacking in interest.
"Don't worry about being honorable, isn't it enough to know you Shelley." Locke said with a smile.
He was really right. In terms of status, the most noble King present was a bit shorter than Shelley. In terms of strength, the first knight looked at the entire Kingdom of França and was also the top group of people. .
Shelley at the banquet did not wear her usual armor, but put on a black lace long skirt, noble and sexy.
No wonder there are so many male animals in the Knights Hall looking at Shelley. She really wants to dress up. Shelley's appearance is not much worse than that of Locke's beauties.
Three first-level powerhouses are sitting here, regardless of their status, just because of the crushing aura on the life level, the great nobles of Franz dare not come forward at will. .
Gradually, there were fewer attendees walking around the three of Locke.
"Locke, I heard you are a prince?" Shelley leaned over and asked in a low voice.
"Well, I am the prince of Faustan Kingdom." Locke nodded, this is not a secret that cannot be said.
"Look at that..." Shelley bit his lip and said, "Can you Faustine have any business dealings with our Fransa? Many businesses in Fransa are good."
After a good banquet, Shelley began to sell various specialties of França to Locke.
Locke turned his head and looked at Hals. Hals hadn't seen him. He took the dinner plate and went to the banquet table to find something to eat. There was no shelf that a marquis should have.
"Um, you know, Faustin is far away from Fransa." Locke said worriedly, he saw Shelley's intentions.
"It's okay, we Fransa will have a caravan to the Omor Empire every year. I believe you Faustine will also send a caravan to Princeton, right?" Shelley further said.
Strictly speaking, Faustan is located in the south-central part of Missia, while the Kingdom of França is located in the northern part of Missia. The distance between the north and the south is no longer a simple manpower.
It is the first-class knights like Locke who travel between the motherland and the Omor Empire, and they are also on the floating boats. If the caravan wants to do business, they need to come step by step.
"I'll help you and the king mention it, but don't report too much hope." Locke vaccinated Shelley first.
Faustein’s caravan going to the Omor Empire every year is very small, with a mere one to two hundred people, plus half of the guards and young aristocrats studying abroad, there is essentially no commercial trade.
"It's okay, thank you, Locke." Shelley smiled.
She is really tired as a knight, she has to practice hard, and she has to spare some energy to take care of the country.
Unlike Locke, I don’t care about the Kingdom of Faustine. Every year when the Faustine Kingdom’s envoys come to Princeton, Locke will meet him and bring him the training supplies from Uncle Kensell. keep it.
King Kensell is much better to Locker than the other domestic first-class knights. Every year, there are 30 high-grade spars and some domestic specialty materials. Locke didn't call him "Brother Uncle" in vain.
"Prince Locke, are you interested in dancing with me?" Shelley took off his white gloves and invited Locke.
"It's a great honor." Locke smiled slightly, and took Shelley's green hand.
Rock's dancing level is not low. Angelina and Grace are both good players. Locke's dance skills have also increased dramatically over the years.
For half a month in the Kingdom of França, Locke had a very comfortable time. It was approaching winter, everything was covered in silver, and there were few pedestrians outside.
Hals took Locke and led his Marquis Mansion Guards to a vigorous winter hunting activity on the vast Costayan Icefield.
I ate freshly roasted snow deer, and drank Franz's famous wine vodka, this kind of very high alcohol, Locke was confused when he drank it for the first time.
Hals once had his guard lieutenant perform the magic skill of breathing fire after drinking a sip of vodka.
"You adjutant can become half a magic apprentice!" Locke pointed at the brawny man with a smile and cursed.
"He is a fart magic apprentice. The temperature of the flame is less than 300 degrees, and the barbecue is hard." Hals disapproved, "If the alcohol concentration is higher, it will be about the same."
After the adjutant heard it, a brawny bear-like man was so scared that his arms trembled, and the alcohol strength of vodka was increased. Then he drank not alcohol, but pure alcohol.
The strong man thinks that with the physique of his high-ranking attendant, one or two bottles of pure alcohol will not cause trouble, but who is all right to drink poison?
"Have you been to the headquarters of the Knights Hall?" Locke, who was riding a sleigh, asked Hals next to him in the ice and snow.
"I have been there twice, and there is nothing interesting." Hals said, "By the way, your mission next year is not coming soon, you can take the opportunity to go to the headquarters."
"Good too." Locke said, ten years of mission, he has completed four years, next month when he goes to the Knights Hall to lead the mission, see if he can find Raleigh to change to the headquarters.
Half a month later, Locke took the lead to return to the Omor Empire, Shelley, Hals and others said they would stay for a few more months.
Locke was not alone along the way, because there were two first-class knights with him: Cowboy and Temple.
The two of them are two of the remaining first-class knights in the Kingdom of França, this time they will go to Princeton together.