"It's over?"
Palmer looked at Tang En in disbelief.
Tang En nodded, looking as if he didn't care at all.
Was this war really going to end just like that?
Palmer felt that it was absurd. They were clearly in a desperate situation, and Sila City was about to fall. But from the time Tang En appeared to the end of the war, how long did it take?
Ten minutes?
Not yet!
The Grayce army that surrounded Sila City actually collapsed just like that, collapsing in an instant!
Palmer couldn't help but be shocked. The Irus Empire's army had travelled a long way to support Sila Duchy, but the war ended in just a few minutes. The time spent on the road was more than the time spent on the battle. Wasn't this nonsense?
Was the difference in strength between the two sides really that huge?
Palmer looked out the window at the refugees who were continuously pouring into Sila City. At this moment, the city was filled with joyful cheers. In the distance, he could faintly see the Irus Empire's army advancing towards the north. After the war ended, they didn't immediately return. Instead, they continued to advance, intending to outflank Sila City from the rear and attack from the front and back with another army to support Ivalan Duchy and wipe out the Gris army there.
That's right, this army actually continued to advance to battle!
What a terrifying army this was!
He didn't know what those steel puppets were, but this didn't prevent him from understanding the strength of this army.
Their mobility was unparalleled!
Their offensive capabilities were terrifying!
Their endurance was also shocking!
Invincible army, Palmer could only think of such a phrase to describe this special reinforcement army.
The Irus Empire actually had such a terrifying army. No wonder the Solant Kingdom was so easily recovered …
Although Palmer's thinking was a little off, it had to be said that this army was indeed very shocking. At the same time, it also brought him a huge surprise.
Now that the Irus Empire had such great strength, after Sila Duchy returned to the Irus Empire, there was no need to fear the Gris Kingdom! There was no need to worry about being robbed every year!
"Father! We won! We really won! The Gris soldiers are all dead! There are charred bodies everywhere in the woods west of the city. We — "
Beatrice, who was covered in smoke like a village girl, rushed into the throne room cheering. Then she suddenly noticed Tang En, who was sitting opposite Palmer. Her eyes immediately widened. "It's you! That coward from before! "
Palmer stood up with a smile and was about to introduce her daughter to her hero when she heard Beatrice's words. Her face darkened. "Beatrice, what are you talking about? Apologize to Tang En Majesty now! Don't you like Tang En Majesty the most? If it wasn't for him, we would all have died here! "
"Tang En Majesty?! Are you saying that he's Tang En Majesty?! How dare you … "
Beatrice pointed at Tang En in disbelief. "He's Tang En Majesty?! How is this possible?! "
"Why is it impossible?"
Tang En looked at Beatrice with great interest. When they were chatting earlier, he had heard Palmer talk about his daughter. Although Palmer, who was eager to promote his daughter, seemed to be praising himself, Tang En could tell that Beatrice really admired him. But since she admired him, there was no reason for her not to recognize him when she saw him on the streets.
Could it be that he really looked like a passerby?
"Of course not!"
Beatrice put her hands on her hips. "I see Tang En Majesty's portrait dozens of times a day! I can never mistake him for someone else! You must be a fake! "
"What are you talking about?!"
Palmer was anxious. This silly girl, the idol she dreamed of every day was standing in front of her now, but she couldn't recognize him. Was there anything more ridiculous than this?
He was still counting on his daughter to marry Tang En as a concubine so that he could also benefit from it.
"My portrait?"
Tang En seemed to understand where the problem was. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Can you show it to me?"
"I'll show it to you! I'd like to see how you're going to pretend! "
Sila City had been saved. At this moment, Beatrice was not so anxious. Although she was unhappy that this guy pretended to be her most admired idol to deceive her father, she also felt that there might be some misunderstanding.
Now that Tang En Majesty's reputation was at its peak, would anyone really dare to pretend to be him to deceive people?
What's more, the reinforcements of the Irus Empire had appeared, and this guy just happened to appear. Wasn't this too much of a coincidence?
If he was really a liar, as long as she went out and contacted the army of the Irus Empire, wouldn't this guy be dead?
She was afraid that this guy was really Tang En Majesty …
But …
Beatrice hurried back to her bedroom to get the portrait. It was her favorite portrait, and she would not let anyone else touch it.
Palmer said very awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Tang En Majesty, my daughter may be a little too emotional …"
"It's okay."
Tang En smiled. "I've probably guessed what's going on."
Sure enough, when Beatrice took the portrait and opened it, Tang En burst out laughing.
As the saying goes, distance makes the heart grow fonder. People often added their own subjective impressions in the process of transmitting news. Tang En, as the popular and wise king in Prandal, was of course more perfect in people's hearts. Therefore, in word of mouth, his original image was completely broken up. Instead, the fragments of the perfect king in the hearts of countless people were added together little by little, and became the person in the portrait.
Was that Tang En?
From a certain point of view, it was indeed Tang En, but it was the aggregate of the impressions of Tang En in the hearts of countless people.
But from the perspective of a simple portrait, it was completely unrelated to Tang En.
In the portrait, "Tang En" was holding a sharp sword and pointing to the front. He was wearing heavy armor, and his extraordinarily strong body was at least two meters tall. His elegant blond hair fluttered behind his back, and his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes were looking down at the distant rivers and mountains. Below his feet was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Behind him were countless people waving their arms and shouting and cheering, and most of those people were dressed as low-level civilians …
The most important thing was that this portrait added too many subjective impressions of Tang En. His image was portrayed as too burly and manly. This portrait was extremely lethal to unmarried girls, because this image was really in line with the heroic feelings of Prandal girls …
If this portrait was seen by people in Alinx or Ellington, they would probably laugh out loud, because they all knew that it was fake. Everyone knew that Tang En Majesty was actually a powerful magician. He liked to wear simple and light clothes every day. Not only was he not that tall, his muscles were not that developed, and his appearance was not that perfect. He could only be said to be as handsome as the big brother next door, full of friendliness.
"Don't laugh at my idol!"
Beatrice snatched the portrait like a die-hard fan.
"No … I … Ahem."
Tang En restrained his laughter with difficulty. "Well, who told you that Tang En Majesty looks like this?"
"You admit that you're fake?"
"I didn't say that. It's just that you don't want to admit it, so I won't force you."
"Hmph, everyone says so!"
"Everyone?"
Palmer whispered, "They're the girls of several noble families in the city. They have a good relationship with my daughter …"
"Well, I understand."
Tang En looked like he couldn't help but laugh. He shook his head and said, "Little girl … No, Beatrice, although it's very — I mean, very cruel to shatter your dreams, but …"
Although it seemed interesting to personally shatter a beautiful girl's dreams, Tang En decided to let her go for now. After all, she was still a little girl.
Tang En pointed to his nose and said, "I am indeed Tang En, the real deal."
Beatrice was shocked. "But you're so thin and weak —"
Tang En said very innocently, "That's because I'm a magician. Magicians are all very thin. Have you ever seen a very fat magician?"
Beatrice felt like she had been struck by lightning. "But everyone says that you're good at swordsmanship and fighting —"
Tang En shrugged. "Because I specialize in close combat spells. It's a piece of cake for me to snatch a blade with bare hands and use the Telepathic Finger."
Beatrice was badly hurt. "But everyone says that you're handsome and flawless —"
"Well," Tang En spread his hands. "I can only say that everyone is too fond of me. In fact, I'm just a little good-looking …"
"…"
After the conversation, the tall, mighty, and perfect image of "Tang En Majesty" in Beatrice's mind completely collapsed. It was replaced by a real, flesh-and-blood image of Tang En. This was a big blow to the girl who had idolizing dreams. She was stunned …
Palmer said with a wry smile, "Look, I told you a long time ago not to believe the bards' portraits. Most of them are fake. Didn't you see that in order to please me, they painted me dozens of years younger?"
Beatrice covered her chest and suffered another violent blow. At this moment, she no longer had the temperament of commanding the people to fight against the invaders.
Tang En smiled and changed the topic. "I'm sorry to shatter your dreams, but now, Miss Beatrice, I'm formally inviting you. Of course, you can give me a reply after careful consideration —"
Beatrice shuddered. Oh my God! What is he going to do!? Is, is he going to ask, ask, ask, propose!? This, this is too sudden!?
Compared with the helpless Beatrice, Palmer was so excited that she almost had a cerebral hemorrhage. What she had been dreaming of was happening!?
Say yes!
No matter what kind of request he makes, don't hesitate and say yes!
Tang En said with a smile, "I don't know if Miss Beatrice is interested in working for me?"
Palmer and Beatrice: "… Huh!?"
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