"Pfft... Ahem." Roland almost choked on his own saliva. A slightly plump guy with curly hair, a fair complexion, and stubby fingers suddenly came into his mind. He had almost forgotten about this guy, but when he heard his name, the guy immediately jumped out of his memory, and his appearance was so clear that it was as if they had just parted yesterday.
After all, Prince Roland and Yorko were indeed very close. After failing to integrate into the circle of Gerald, Timothy, and Garcia, and being fiercely resisted by Tilly, Prince Roland's mentality was completely out of balance, and he gave up on himself. Yorko's appearance could be said to have saved him. Not only did Prince Roland take him to the brothels and let him taste the pleasures of the nobles, but he also gathered a group of scoundrels to be bossed around, and he felt the prestige that he could never experience in the palace. Not to mention how right these things were, at least at that time, Prince Roland regarded him as his best friend.
Roland originally wanted to refuse Sir Yorko, but these fragments of memory made him realize that if Prince Roland was really Prince Roland, he would definitely not do so. Moreover, he also needed someone to stand up at this moment to attract the remaining small nobles to work for him. After pondering for a moment, he finally decided to meet this "Devil Hand" who was popular in King's City.
"Bring Sir Yorko to my study," he ordered. "Remember to confiscate his God's Stone of Retaliation."
...
When he returned to Crown Tower again, Roland soon met his "old friend".
"Oh, my God, Your Majesty... I really didn't expect you to come back so quickly, and you even defeated your demon brother so easily!" In the past, Prince Roland used to call his siblings demons, so Yorko would agree with him in private when no one was around. His appearance was not much different from what he remembered. As soon as he pushed the door open and walked into the study, he quickly stepped forward and hugged Roland passionately.
The latter patted his back helplessly like before. "I didn't expect you to find me so soon."
Although Yorko had a plain appearance and could hardly be associated with the title of a playboy, his round chin always gave people an inexplicable sense of intimacy. Coupled with his clean-shaven beard, clean and fitting clothes, perfect perfume, and legendary superb skills, it was no wonder that he could capture the hearts of many noble ladies.
"I'm different from them! Those cowards are still worried about Timothy's power, and I know you won't let them go! "Roland grinned." Since you're back, why don't we go to the Golden Mill tonight and have a drink? Would you like me to meet Lady Rother or Miss Kingfisher? Ever since the last time, they've missed you so much. "
Roland suddenly felt a chill behind him. A cold gaze penetrated through his body and was cast directly at Yorko.
The knight was not much better. His voice came to an abrupt halt as he looked around in confusion. "Your place... Why did it suddenly turn cold?"
"What do you mean by 'the last time'? Nothing happened between them," Roland quickly denied. "What they think has nothing to do with me!"
Even if it did, it was because of Prince Roland... It was a completely different matter to the real "me". Therefore, this denial came from the bottom of his heart. Nightingale should not be able to tell the difference.
Sure enough, after this answer, the chill instantly lessened a lot.
"Ah? Really... "Yorko touched his chin." But you stayed with them for the whole night. "
"It was past curfew and I couldn't go back to the palace. I couldn't have slept on the street," Roland emphasized. "Anyway, I didn't do anything that night. Do you understand?"
A trace of doubt appeared on Yorko's face, but he quickly recovered his original smile. "Well, then let's leave them alone. I'll get some new ones today. You don't know, but there's a more high-end brothel opposite the Golden Mill. I heard that the quality is almost as good as the private collections of the nobles. You can only enter it with an invitation. I haven't had a chance to experience it. I'm sure it'll be no problem for you. What do you think? "
"No, I'll stay in the palace tonight. I won't go anywhere."
"Oh, I see." Yorko raised his eyebrows. "There are also beautiful maids in the palace. Of course, you have to enjoy them first. Since that's the case, I'll teach you my famous stunt. I'm sure none of them will forget you... "He sighed." You used to ask me to learn it, but I didn't think it was very useful for you to master it. Now that you're about to become His Majesty, I'm afraid you'll have several times more lovers than I do. So this stunt should be of great use. After all, human energy is limited... "
"Stop." Roland almost reached out to cover Yorko's mouth. He dared not let Yorko continue. It was a complete collection of dark history. He did not want to be the scapegoat for the bad things Prince Roland had done, especially in front of Nightingale. "Listen, buddy... I'm different now."
Yorko was stunned. "Of course, you're His Majesty now..."
"I don't mean that," Roland interrupted. "But you can understand it this way. As a king, I can't be as carefree as I used to be. Do you understand? " He recalled Prince Roland's style of intimate conversation and hooked his arm around Yorko's neck. "By the way, you didn't come to me just to look back on the past, did you? Just tell me what you want to say. You don't have to hide anything from me."
Yorko laughed and said, "Then... I'll be straightforward. Your Majesty, can you give me an official position?"
"What?"
"How about letting me be your minister? I don't need a key position like the Minister of Finance or the Minister of Justice. I just need to manage the patrols or something like that, like the Steelheart Knight." He patted his bulging belly. "I promise I can help you keep those rats under control."
Roland could not help but roll his eyes in his mind. "How dare this guy mention it?" If the position of Minister of Garrison was really given to him, the reputation of King's City would be ruined. He would lead the patrol team to flirt with women, and when he had conflicts with other playboys, he would order his subordinates to beat them. Such a scene was terrifying.
However, if he could be placed in a suitable position, it would have a good publicity effect. As long as he was willing to work for Roland, he would have a chance to be promoted in the succession of the throne. Moreover, Yorko was a man with a clean family background. He had no bad habits except that he could not control his lower body. The key was what kind of position was suitable for a person like him.
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