The queen was abducted?
The victim?
Well … Roland instantly came up with a lot of crazy scenarios. He could not be blamed for letting his imagination run wild. Logically speaking, the Queen should be the type that was as beautiful as a flower.
Roland had seen the princess yesterday, and she was indeed beautiful. So, it was only natural that the queen was beautiful.
On the other hand, a Spell Caster had captured the Queen, not killed her, but abducted her. Did that not mean that the Queen was worthy of being captured?
Beauty was also one of the values.
So, Roland's wild imagination was reasonable and normal, in line with the logic of a man in his prime.
Seeing Roland's reaction, the soldier chuckled and said, "You seem surprised."
Roland asked back, "Aren't you surprised?"
"Indeed not." The soldier shook his head helplessly. "After all, she's the king's third queen."
Oh?
Roland was even more surprised. "Three queens have been abducted?"
The royal family of Hollevin was too lousy. Three queens had been abducted from the heavily-guarded palace. Did they not learn their lesson?
The soldier put on a smile on his pretty face. "Who told you that three queens have been abducted? One of the first two queens was assassinated, and the other died in an accident. I don't think the third queen will end well, either. "
"It seems that the job of queen of Hollevin is quite dangerous," Roland couldn't help but complain.
The pretty soldier nodded. "Indeed. I'm told that every king has two or three queens. They were either assassinated or died in an accident. It's said to be a special curse. I don't know if it's true."
"Every king?" Roland clicked his tongue.
The pretty soldier nodded.
Roland suddenly thought of a question. "Which queen is Princess Evelyn's mother?"
"You know Evelyn?" The pretty soldier was slightly surprised.
"I'm just asking."
Roland didn't mention that he had talked and laughed with Princess Evelyn yesterday, because it would seem like bragging if he told a stranger.
The pretty soldier eyed Roland up and down with his big eyes and smiled. "Princess Evelyn is the daughter of the current king's first queen."
Oh … Roland nodded.
The pedestrians went in and out of the city gate. Many people looked at Roland and the handsome soldier, and then slowly left.
The handsome soldier tilted his head and said, "I think Bard will need some time to get here. Why don't you come to our lounge?"
Roland thought for a moment and said, "Okay, thank you."
The two of them stood by the side of the road and were stared at by others. It was not very comfortable.
The pretty soldier said, "You are too polite."
Then, he led Roland to the corridor of the city gate, walked to the side, and pushed open a secret door.
There was a small room inside. It was not big, about 15 square meters. There were two single beds and three soldiers sitting around the round table in the middle.
When they saw the handsome soldier come in, they immediately stood up in fright and shouted in unison, "Antis City Guard!"
The soldier nodded at them and said gently, "Go out, I want to use this place to entertain this Mr. Magician. If you see Young Bard coming, ask him to come here too. "
The soldiers ran out of the room in a hurry.
"They seem scared of you!" Roland found a chair and sat down. "So, your name is Antis!"
Antis had been staring at Roland's face. Seeing no reaction from Roland, he sat down too and said with a smile, "You don't seem to know what my last name means!"
Roland shrugged. "I can't help it. I'm too ignorant."
Antis smiled as sweetly as a young lady. "You must be a Golden Son, right?"
Roland nodded and asked back, "You can tell?"
"I've met a few Golden Sons," Antis said slowly. Antis said slowly, "Although their personalities and styles are different, their temperament is the same."
Antis seemed rather depressed when he talked about the Golden Sons. "There's something about the Golden Sons that I want to ask you."
Roland made a "please" gesture.
Then, Antis slowly narrated.
About two months ago, a few undying Golden Sons came to the capital.
Almost all the nobles were interested in it, and the nobles invited them to their homes one after another. After everyone was a little drunk, someone maliciously expressed that he wanted to see how immortal the Golden Sons were.
The Golden Sons didn't seem to feel any malice, nor did they refuse. They simply said that they would lose some damn experience every time they died, and that they would do it if they could pay three gold coins for each performance.
It was just three gold coins for each of them. The host paid them on the spot as a reward for the monkeys.
The Golden Sons who got the gold coins were indeed trustworthy. Without saying anything, they took off their clothes and stabbed their swords into their hearts. Their blood spurted more than ten meters high, and they died on the spot. The ladies were so scared that they all screamed.
The male nobles didn't look too good either. Those sissies, who had never been to a battlefield and could only play dirty tricks, had never seen such a bloody scene.
Then, the Golden Sons ran from the Church of Life naked.
It was amazing that they could "retrieve" their bodies after they returned.
This caused a sensation in the capital, and the nobles invited them to perform one after another.
As a result, in just over two months, these Golden Sons each earned more than a hundred gold coins just by performing suicides.
The speed at which they made money put many small and medium-sized noble families to shame.
Then one day, the Antis family also invited them.
As a result, when these Golden Sons saw him, they shouted obscenities such as "Long live the crossdresser," "Men are so cute," and "I'm so excited." There were a lot of people at the banquet. Many male nobles were expressionless because of his identity, but their eyes were full of smiles. And the ladies were all chuckling with their feather fans over their mouths.
Antis was so angry that he drew his sword and cut all these Golden Sons on the spot.
These Golden Sons didn't resist at all. The moment they were cut, they even had a perverted expression of "I'm happy in this life," which was simply incomprehensible.
The resurrected Golden Sons, on the other hand, didn't even want their bodies anymore. They cheered and ran out of the capital naked. The guards at the gate were dumbfounded as they watched them run out of the capital while screaming.
Now that Antis thought about it, those Golden Sons probably didn't mean any harm. There was only excitement and happiness in their eyes, no other hazy negative emotions.
After hearing this, Roland could only hold his forehead. These idiotic players, though shameful, were quite good at making money. After making money, they actually ran away in such a crooked way.
"Your eyes are very similar," Antis said slowly. "You all look at each other as if you're looking at a walking gold coin."
Roland was stunned. "Me too?"
"More or less."
Roland couldn't quite accept this evaluation. He felt that he had always treated people with sincerity. How could he have left such a first impression?
He was about to argue, but the door was pushed open.
Little Bard walked in with a face full of joy.
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