Author's Note: In the new month, I'll write a five-thousand-word chapter. I'm looking for a guaranteed monthly vote.
In the big bathroom, the sound of water could be heard, and the mist was thick. The lion head and fish body statue spewed out hot water into the spacious bathtub.
"Do you think that Dad is a little biased? Frederick only arranged for a bunch of famous teachers to teach him, and he also let him start to grasp military power very quickly, while we don't seem to be too serious in teaching you?" Clayon smiled and said, "He also didn't specially arrange for you to go out and gain experience?"
"Uh …" Devonshire did not know what his father meant.
Did he think that he was not as good as Frey Derick?
Or that his mother and Lilith didn't teach him well?
Or that Uncle Anglo and Godfather Kalad didn't teach him well enough?
Seeing his son's sad face, Laing laughed. "Don't think so much. Just tell me what you think."
"Dad is always busy. Mom and Lilith don't seem to be very interested. Uncle Anglo is uneducated." Devonshire decided to answer truthfully. His son shrugged. "Frey is different. He has Uncle Karl-franz, Uncle Galt, Aunt Emilia, and so many famous teachers teaching him in Nur."
His son's words were full of jealousy. Laing could not help but grin. Sun King said to his son, "The social resources in Nur are not something our Knight King can compare to. We are far behind. Even now, we still rely on retainer apprentices to teach us. Nur University, Nur Firearms Academy, and Nur Engineering Academy are all century-old famous schools."
"I know, but I'm confident that I won't lose to Frey. Grandpa asked his imperial guards to give me some books and scrolls." Frey Derick pretended to be indifferent. "It's just that it's tiring to read them."
"Actually, we don't need you to grow up in a hurry." Laing was silent for a while and sighed. "Do you know what your Uncle Karl-franz was like before he was 20 years old?"
"What does it look like?"
Laing reached out and splashed the warm bathwater. The Sun King laughed and said, "He's just a bastard. In his early years, he liked to fool around in the streets of Brunswick with a large group of bad friends. He liked to gamble and hang out with gamblers all day long. He even held parties in high-end bars all day long. But like your father, he actually has a good foundation in leadership, bravery, intelligence and internal affairs. But unlike your father, your Uncle Karl is not so interested in women. He prefers gambling, drinking and eating meat."
"Oh, Uncle Carl is so powerful? It doesn't seem like it. "Devonshire liked to hear this.
"Yes, but there was one thing that changed Karl-franz. Later on, his father, the Empire's Emperor Luitpold's health began to deteriorate." Laing nodded and said softly, "And Emperor Luitpold only has one son, Karl. The Emperor's brother, Maximian, made it clear that he did not want to run for the throne. Only Karl could run."
"So the Empire's court immediately realized that they could not let Karl continue like this. The Emperor sent the prince to serve in the army and asked Marshal Rick Helberg to guide him in military affairs. Luitpold personally arranged a marriage for Karl. Soon, Karl had a wife and a child. He also began to realize that his father's health was deteriorating. He had to continue the bloodline and glory of Frey Friedrich Schliesten's royal family. After serving in the army for only a few years as the heir, he grew up to be an excellent prince in foreign affairs and internal affairs. He also made great achievements in military affairs." Laing smiled and said, "Do you understand?"
"Yes, Dad. You don't look like you will die in a few years." Devonshire soon understood. "So there's still a lot of time left for me? But what about Frey? Aunt Emilia has Dad's psionic infusion. She's also a Legendary champion. Why does she have to train Frey so seriously? "
"There are two ways to train an heir. What happened before was the first, and now it's the second." Laing smiled and said, "Your Aunt Emilia is good at everything, but her military skills are very average. Even though Nur is not on the frontline against the northern barbarians, they still have to face endless wars. So the Nur military urgently needs a leader with excellent military skills. As the only heir, Frey Derick naturally received focused training from a young age."
"Oh, I get it. It's because everyone is dissatisfied with Aunt Emilia's military skills, but they respect and love her and will not overthrow her. So everyone's attention is focused on Frey." Devonshire was smart enough to draw inferences.
"So, you have such a great father, such a great Sun King as your father." Laing proudly put his hands on his hips. He was very proud of himself. "Including all the knights and nobles, including your Uncle Anglo, your mother, and your Aunt Lilith, they all think that there's no need to rush. They want you to build a good foundation, accumulate experience, and strengthen and improve yourself. There's no need to rush you like feeding a duck. I'll take care of everything."
"Ah …" Devonshire showed that he understood. "I get it, Dad. Everyone wants you to stay on the throne, right? Grandpa, Kalad, and Godfather want you to lead them on expeditions and earn endless wealth and glory. The serfs want you to stay on the throne because you've opened a way for them to rise. At the same time, you've done your best to ensure social fairness. You've also reduced their taxes and given them a chance to get rid of their lowly status. Aunt Lilith, Aunt Morgiana, and even Aunt Teresa and Aunt Veronica can't guarantee that I won't put them in an important position after I take over, right? "
"Stinky son! One day, my reign will come to an end, and you will be conferred the title of King. " Laing smirked and pressed his hand on Devonshire's head. "Do you want to experience what it means to stay on the throne for a very long time?"
"…" Devonshire rolled his eyes. In fact, he did not want to ascend the throne so soon either. It was fine as it was.
He understood what his father meant.
Although Laing was almost fifty years old this year, if it were in the Empire, it would be time to consider the issue of an heir. After all, even a Legendary champion's body and energy would age after reaching sixty or seventy years old.
But Laing was different. Not to mention that his lifespan as the original body was tending towards + ∞, with his power as the pinnacle of the Sanctuary-realm and the Great Holy Grail, it would not be a problem for him to live for two or three hundred years. The issue of an heir was still far away.
Furthermore, Devonshire understood what his father was hinting at. The various interest groups around his father hoped that his father could stay on the throne for as long as possible. Where else could he find such a good and awesome leader? Everyone was familiar with how to communicate with Laing and understood what Laing wanted them to do. They had a mature communication mechanism. If it were Devonshire, he would have to start all over again, regardless of his abilities.
Devonshire also knew that as the eldest son, he would definitely not give Aunt Veronica and Aunt Teresa such good treatment, so much money, and so much freedom.
"Dad, don't you sometimes treat Auntie Teresa and Auntie Veronica too well?" Devonshire asked casually, "Don't you think you're too nice to Auntie Teresa and Auntie Veronica? And I heard from Aunt Sylvia that ever since you and mother got married, there hasn't been anyone else in the backyard. Many noble ladies, and even unmarried daughters, are willing to recommend themselves to you, but you only care about mother, Aunt Veronica, and Aunt Veronica. "
"More or less, I got to know them before I became famous, including your mother." His father seemed to be reminiscing about the past. "I got to know them before I became a baron. Even your Aunt Morgiana and I have been together for a long time. Most of the time, this relationship is not only about love, but also a kind of responsibility. I will be responsible for them."
"As for after I got married, they all came for my power and status." Laing laughed. "That's just a matter of holding up my pants for me. I'd rather not have them. I don't lack people around me."
"Of course, father is very powerful. Those witches, sorceresses, female knights, and goddesses, I can easily deal with them all!" Laing added proudly. Sun King put his hands on his waist and puffed out his chest to show that he was fearless.
"Oh, oh, oh! Father is so awesome! " Devonshire rolled his eyes and took the opportunity to say, "I also want to be responsible for Alisala. Father, help me think of a way! Just like how you dealt with Aunt Orica. "
This child, Laing could not help but chuckle. He still could not forget the Eternal Queen.
However, as mentioned before, it was normal for young people to have thoughts when they saw a great beauty like Alisala. Frey and Devonshire were the ultimate second-generation heirs. They were not interested in ordinary beauties.
"The High Elves will not thank us, Devonshire. Even if we save her, I know Tyrion and the High Elves. They will not be grateful to us at all. Instead, they will use us as the main force to kill the Undead." Laing briefly told his son about the difficulties of the expedition, the number of troops needed, the logistics, and the attitude of the High Elves. Laing also added, "Based on the current information, Man Frey captured the little Queen to revive Nagash. However, there is one last crucial item missing from the sacrifice. Before that, the little Queen should be fine. We will find another opportunity later."
"I see." Devonshire breathed a sigh of relief.
Laing thought to himself that he would not get involved in this mess. Tai Ritian had never liked him. Even if he went, Tai Ritian would not necessarily thank him. Instead, it was very likely that he would ask him to take the lead and sell himself.
This reminded Ryan of the Battle of Bihoof Pavilion in the famous Battle of Wenlu Qingchang in his previous life.
There were different opinions about who won this battle, how many casualties each side suffered, and what was the meaning of this battle. According to a large number of historical records and research, the Ming army lost about 1,000 people, and the Japanese army lost about 3,000 to 6,000 people. In the end, the Ming army chose to retreat to avoid being surrounded.
However, this was not important. What was important was that this battle dealt a huge blow to the morale and fighting spirit of the Ming Dynasty. This was because Li Rusong had thrown in all of his elite soldiers and even all of his Personal Guards in this battle. After the battle, Li Rusong saw that his Personal Guards and elites had suffered heavy casualties. According to historical records, this tough man immediately cried. When he returned to the city, he cried again when he thought about it. He cried like a child, and from then on, he was unwilling to fight head-on with the Japanese.
Then, did the Koreans feel grateful?
They could only say that they felt a little grateful, and they immediately forgot about it. They continued to urge the Ming army to quickly advance and send people.
Laing was basically certain that even if he personally led the Old Guard and other elites to the evil land to help Gao Jing save the little queen, the outcome would be the same. If you fought to the death and sent out all your elites, Tai Ritian would not necessarily be grateful to you. Instead, he would complain that you were not tough enough and not brave enough. If you saved the little queen, you would only be praised for your efforts. If you did not save the little queen, you would become an enemy.
"Whoever wants to go can go. In any case, I'm not going." Laing shook his head like a rattle-drum. "I'm just not going."
Devonshire could only nod helplessly. "Okay."
"Don't think so much. Come, son. Dad will teach you how to dance." Laing suddenly became interested.
"What dance?" Devonshire asked curiously. This was a big bathroom.
"Come, take a look." Laing stood up from the big bathtub. The Sun King laughed loudly. He put his hands on his waist, puffed out his chest and waist, and then shook his crotch back and forth. "Elephant ~ elephant ~ as long as the trunk ~"
"Hahahaha!" Devonshire laughed so hard that he almost fainted. "What is this? What is this … Hahahaha! Dad, you are a genius. "
"Come, son. Come with dad. Elephant dance!" Laing gestured for Devonshire to stand up as well.
So, the father and son both put their hands on their hips and shook back and forth.
"Elephant ~ elephant ~ as long as the trunk ~"
Just as the father and son were performing the "elephant dance" together, the bathroom door was suddenly pulled open.
"Laing, Olica said that she has important information …" Suria appeared at the door of the room. Knight King was halfway through his sentence when he saw his husband and son. He was so angry that his face turned red. "What are you doing?!"
"Suria." "Mom." The father and son quickly squatted down and submerged their bodies in the water.
"You are always teaching weird things. Come out quickly when you are done. Olica said that she has news for you. Also, dinner is about to start!" Suria closed the door angrily and turned to leave.
But the smile remained on the face of the Knight King, the Princess of the Empire.
This was the life she wanted.
It was as sweet as a dream.
… I am an elephant, the dividing line for an elephant …
At the same time, on the vast ocean, the High Elven Dragon Ship fleet was rushing towards the Old World at a considerable speed.
The War Lord Tyrion stood on the deck. He was restless, so he simply stood at the bow of the ship and silently looked at the blue sea and blue sky.
Tyrion was holding the latest episode of Assur's View of the World in his hand.
"Hello, everyone. Welcome to this episode of Assur's View of the World."
"For a long time, Obion Island has been popular in the Old World as the first island where the ancient sages descended. All kinds of major forces and races want to know the truth. All kinds of people have launched explorations on Obion many times, but in the end, they all failed and suffered heavy losses."
"The Royal Grand Wizard of the Empire, Cernus Gehrman, has failed repeatedly. It is really humorous and interesting."
"We all know the reason. It is because of Obion's special dense fog environment and the fearless Chaos barbarians who occupy it that the explorers have failed repeatedly."
"But recently, a foreign young man (I'm referring to the Sun Wang Laing here) successfully conquered Obion, completely defeated the local barbarians, and even defeated the two Chaos armies that came to support him. He achieved an epic victory while being outnumbered and attacked from both sides. How exactly did he do it?"
"It turns out that this foreign young man single-handedly held back the Primordial Demon Prince Birak, who had the strength of a demigod, and bought time for the army. Then, through a blood sacrifice, he summoned the guardian of the ancient sages' eldest son's great plan — the demigod wanderer Nakai, and turned the situation around in one fell swoop."
"How is it? Isn't it simple? Did everyone learn it easily?"
"Alright, that's all for this episode of Assur's View of the World. If anyone has anything to say, feel free to write to Assur's embassy in Marinburg, Ifetau!"
What the hell is this? Tyrion could only feel the fire in his head.
Laing was able to hold back the Primordial Demon Prince Birak, which was a demigod. Even Tyrion was not confident that he could hold back Birak. At the same time, he could summon the demigod Nakai, which meant that he at least knew all the ancient sages' characters and had established a strong connection with the lizardmen of Lucia.
When will Assur open his eyes and see the world?!
Tyrion was really anxious.
"Brother." Tegris came from behind. "The divination results are out."
"Where is Alisala?" Tyrion suddenly turned around and walked directly to Tegris' face. "Tell me!"
"Nagashza." Tegris was silent for a few seconds before saying softly, "Alisala is in Nagashza."
"Nagashza?" Tyrion understood how difficult this expedition to recapture the little queen would be.
"The question now is, brother, should we ask the dwarves for help?" Tegris was expressionless.
"Of course! Not only must the dwarves prepare all the supplies for our army, but when we attack Nagashza, the dwarves must also send troops and ask the Supreme King Solgreen to come and join us with his army! "Tyrion said bluntly. War Lord sneered.
"After all, we are giving the dwarves a chance to atone for their sins."
"I hope these dwarves can grasp Assur's hard-won kindness and forgiveness and help us save the little queen."
"If they don't work hard enough, I'll go back and flatten their Eternity Peak!"
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