It was Year 102 of the Roth Empire's calendar, and this was the 45th birthday of the fourth king, Andre Edward.
Compared to the previous three kings, Andre had been on the throne for a very long time. He had ascended to the throne at the age of 15, and his exceptional governance abilities had made the Roth Empire even more powerful. His unyielding political style had also given the empire an even higher status on the Norland Continent.
Even the powerful and populous orcs hadn't been able to gain any advantage during the border wars. Instead, they had been forced to give back some of the territory that they had conquered in the past. Even though the empire had sacrificed many of its soldiers' lives for this, it had also received the support of all of its subjects.
When the humans on the streets of Rodu saw that the trolls didn't have to bow their heads, the soldiers who had died on the battlefield were all smiling.
In the history of the Roth Empire, this was a wise king who was destined to be recorded in the annals of history.
In the eyes of the long-lived races, 60 years old was just a tiny baby.
However, for the king of the Roth Empire at this age, this was a birthday banquet that was worthy of celebration by the entire empire.
There were rumors that the king's body was getting older by the day, and he might not be able to make it to his 70th birthday. As such, this birthday banquet was extremely grand, and the guests invited were all of high status.
The palace, which was close to 20 meters tall, was lavishly decorated. All of the guests from the various races were seated on either side of the hall, and there was a small table in front of each of them.
The king sat at the head of the table, with greyish-golden hair flowing down his back like a lion's. The fine wrinkles and faint age spots on his face gave him an air of age that didn't match his actual age.
However, his brown eyes were still bright and piercing, as if he were a lion king staring at its prey. No one dared to underestimate him, and no one even dared to look him in the eye.
On his left and right sat Josh, who was wearing a blue robe, and Sean, who was wearing a lavish golden robe. Further down from them sat Irina and Richard.
Richard's expression darkened slightly as he looked at Irina. The fact that Brent had been brutally beaten by Irina had already struck fear into the hearts of all of the magic casters in the Magus Tower, but they had no choice but to swallow their pride.
How could Josh not know what Irina was thinking? That child was clearly the real trigger for that incident back then. That child had completely ignited Josh, which was why he did such a crazy thing.
Irina was peeling sunflower seeds with a calm expression, and didn't even spare a glance at Richard. She would occasionally glance at Amy, who was happily munching on pastries beside Crassus. Amy was eating like a little squirrel, and she was so adorable. As expected of Irina's baby. as expected, she was just as adorable as I was.
Is he really going to cook for the king today? She shouldn't be recognized, right? "Irina looked at the door with a hint of worry in her heart.
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In the past, he would've been the first to know that Irina had come to Rodu, but on this occasion, she had bypassed him and gone to the Magus Tower. On top of that, she had brutally beaten Brent and interrogated him about what had happened three years ago. It was quite clear that she no longer trusted him, and she most likely knew something.
After calming himself down, Josh withdrew his gaze from Irina and turned to Sean.
Sean also happened to be looking in his direction, and their eyes met. Both of them nodded with smiles on their faces before averting their gazes in unison.
After this birthday banquet, Father will most likely begin to decide on a successor, right? Sean, it's time for us to decide who's the better one. Josh clenched his fists before slowly unclenching them, but he maintained a smile on his face the entire time.
After Irina and Richard were the envoys from the various races. In the past, it would've been enough for the ambassadors of the Roth Empire to attend the birthday banquet, but this year, all of the races seemed to have come to a tacit agreement to send their most esteemed representatives to attend the birthday banquet.
The only princess of the elven race, the second elder of the orc tribal alliance … All of these people were extremely renowned on the Norland Continent, and it could be said that they were doing the Roth Empire a great service.
Crassus and Novan sat behind the representatives of the various races. As the representative of Chaos City, Principal Novan was also a powerful 10th-tier magic caster, so he was naturally of high status.
As for Crassus, seeing as Richard could sit across from Irina, no one would question his right to sit there as well.
Earlier, the king had even invited him to sit in the front so that he could be on an equal footing with Richard, but Crassus had refused. It was quite clear that Crassus was no less important than Richard in the king's heart.
Further down the row were the dukes, earls, and ministers of the Roth Empire. Many of the guests had brought their family members with them, and the spacious hall was filled with tables and chairs. It was extremely lively.
The king raised a hand, and the hall quickly fell silent. He looked at everyone, and a serious expression appeared on his face as he said, "I am very gratified that all of you are able to attend my birthday banquet today. The Roth Empire and all of the other races have coexisted peacefully for the past 100 years …"
Everyone listened in silence to the most powerful king on the Norland Continent. The human race was already powerful enough to stand tall on the Norland Continent, and their huge population and intelligent minds gave them unlimited potential.
The other races had to admit that the human race had been weak for many years.
A powerful magic caster who could jump up and knock a giant dragon on the head with a staff was sitting below. At the very least, no one present dared to say that they could beat him in a head-on battle.
As for Amy, she was happily eating the exquisite little pastries on the fruit platter in front of her, and occasionally winked at Irina.
"Huh? Teacher Luna is here too! Which one should Father choose? "Amy suddenly caught sight of Luna, who was sitting not far away from her, and her hand that was holding the green bean cake instantly faltered.
Luna was also looking at her with a smile. This little girl really was a little glutton; she just couldn't stop eating no matter where she was.
However, when he thought back to the first time he had seen that little girl in the Aden Square two years ago, who was wearing old clothes and had a slightly dirty face, he suddenly came to a realization. Now, she was sitting in the royal palace of the Roth Empire, wearing a luxurious little purple dress with beautiful braids, and sitting in the royal palace of the Roth Empire.
What had happened to Mr. Meg a few months ago? Even as someone who had experienced it firsthand, she was still in disbelief.
Mr. Meg is a good person, and Amy is also a good girl. They deserve this, Luna thought to herself, and the smile on her face became even more vibrant.
Teacher Luna is so beautiful when she smiles, and she's so nice to me, but Big Sister Irina is also very nice … What a difficult choice. Amy took a bite of the pastry in her hand, and stuffed the remaining half into Ugly Duckling's mouth with a conflicted expression.
The white-haired old man sitting beside Luna looked at Luna with a smile, and asked, "Luna, you said that Mr. Meg will also attend His Majesty's birthday banquet. Where is he now?"
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