Author's note: I'm late for something.
When Laing returned to his palace, it was already afternoon.
Suria and the Lady of the Lake were teaching Devonshire how to read. Devonshire's youngest son was memorizing all the major chapters of the High Elven Codex in one go. Then, the Lady of the Lake gave Devonshire a quiz.
Morgiana and Sylvia were standing behind the Goddess and the Queen respectively. Laing and Sylvia's daughter, Cecilia, was playing with a few Kislöw maids. Suria liked to recruit the maids who had fled to Kislöw. After the Knight King's death, he gradually replaced all the maids in the palace.
Of course, except for the Knight King who had a group of ten to twenty maids who were responsible for the daily life of the King and Queen, the other maids gradually became the kind of sturdy shrew with a waist like a bucket.
The maids were all young and beautiful, with slender waists and long legs. Usually, they would enter the palace from the age of 16 to 18, and they would be replaced regularly. Many of the young beauties wanted to be with Huang Pengda, but Olica, Sylvia and Morgiana rarely gave Laing a chance to talk to the maids alone.
Of course, the most important thing was that Laing was not some greasy middle-aged man who took pleasure in building and conquering young and beautiful girls. He was not interested in this. Otherwise, if he was really interested, the women would not be able to stop him.
After listening for a while, Laing realized that both Suria and the Lady of the Lake were teaching Devonshire about the Elven Codex, which was the Ocean Codex. They also emphasized that the process of justice was more important than the result of justice.
This question had been debated for a long time in human history. Laing listened for a while and took the initiative to ask, "Are you in class?"
"Dad, mom and Lilith are teaching me. I know how to deal with the outlaw Zhang San!" Devonshire was proud again. His youngest son had just shown off his Flash ability in front of Anglo and dodged Anglo's Jump Slash.
Of course, Laing suspected that even if Devonshire stood there motionless, he could still easily dodge Anglo's Leap Slash. Perhaps Anglo himself would admit that he had made a mistake?
"Okay, okay." Laing patted Devenhill's head perfunctorily, but his fourteen-year-old son immediately dodged. Devenhill seemed to have sensed his father's perfunctory behavior, so he continued to study and ignored him.
It seemed that Devenhill had inherited Laing's talent in linguistics. He could now read and write five different languages, including Elven, Dwarven, Human, High and Low Gothic. He was even familiar with the differences between High Elven, Dark Elven, and Wood Elven.
"You're back from Lady Aurora?" Suria raised her head and saw the mysterious smile on the Knight King's face. It seemed sincere and earnest, but she could sense a different kind of danger from it.
The Lady of the Lake glanced at Laing without saying anything. Today, the goddess was wearing a Brittany Royal Marquise blouse and a sky-blue pleated skirt, paired with white half-transparent Lycra pantyhose. Her long legs were wearing a pair of dark blue heels.
Why are you wearing Suria's clothes?!
Laing complained in his heart. Isn't this the Marquise blouse that Suria always wears?
Sylvia closed her eyes after hearing Suria's words, her hands hanging in front of her body. Morgiana, who was standing behind the Lady of the Lake, suddenly opened her eyes with a look of dissatisfaction.
Obviously, Aurora didn't have a good reputation in Ryan's backyard. She was the complete opposite of Veronica, who was very likable and smooth.
"Yes, she invited me to her place for a meal. It's rare to see her cooking in person." Laing thought to himself that Devenhill had grown up, so there was no need to hide things from him. Sun King sat down and said frankly, "Just a meal, nothing else."
"I can't stop you if you want to do something else." Suria was wearing the same Marquise blouse and sky-blue pleated skirt as the Lady of the Lake. The difference was that Suria was wearing slightly thicker black pantyhose. Knight King smiled even more sweetly, "Your Majesty, look, the flowers in the garden are not as fragrant as the wild flowers outside."
"Hahahaha!" Laing laughed out loud. Knight King reached out and held his face. He looked at his wife and smiled, "Go on, go on, Suria, I like to hear you say these things. I like to hear the good and the bad. I also like to hear sarcasm. I like my wife the most."
"Laing, you bastard." Hearing Leon's words, Sulia could no longer continue her sarcastic tone. The Knight Queen knew her husband very well, "Is it because you've run into some trouble that you're here to ask for my opinion?"
Laing nodded. He never hid anything from Suria. Knight King told him about Aurora's wish to enfeoffe Xi'er Trovic and arrange a fief for her.
Devenhill chuckled. His son was happy to see his dignified father being defeated by his mother, Lilith or Morgiana. He wanted to laugh every time he thought about it. This time, he couldn't hold it in.
Although her father was the invincible Sun King in the outside world, full of majesty, political and martial prowess, at home, her father was the one who was controlled. Her father gave all the power in the backyard to his queen, including the allocation of his own time. It was all up to her mother to decide.
At home, only his mother dared to argue with his father and yell at him to make him admit his mistakes. The other aunties didn't dare. Devenhill was proud. This is my mother. Only she can be on equal footing with my father.
Ah, I forgot about Lilith's mother.
Sulia listened to Leon's explanation in silence. The Knight Queen frowned. "Leon, this is going to be difficult. It's not impossible to enfeoff Xi 'er Trovic as a noble, but she'll have to have a good reason to do so, or she'll have to have the right to inherit the title, or she'll have to have made great contributions. But didn't Olica say that MI7 didn't do anything? All they did was get a list of names from Nefrata. Not to mention, Xi' er is going to inherit the Sorceress Assembly in the future.
"What do you think? Suria? "Laing didn't answer." I'm here to hear your opinion, "Knight King said casually.
"Laing, it's up to you whether to enfeoffe Xi'er Trovic or not. Why are you asking me again? Do you want to enfeoffe Xi'er Trovic?" Suria didn't know what to say. The queen hesitated for a moment and decided to be frank. "You spoil the mother and daughter too much. Wizards are greedy. Sometimes you give them the illusion that they can do whatever they want with your love."
"It's up to you, my lady." Laing shook his head. Sun King stood up and walked around the room. He gestured to the head maid, and Sylvia immediately closed the door. "You've always been in charge of the backyard. I don't care about these things. As you said, it's up to you to decide whether to enfeoffe Xi'er Trovic or not."
Her husband didn't want to remind her like he did Veronica, did he? Suria knew what to do.
Laing threw the matter to the back of his mind. He really didn't care about the backyard. Whether Suria decided to enfeoffe Xi'er Trovic or not, he would respect her decision.
Laing didn't sit down. Instead, he walked around the room. After thinking for a while, he decided to ask the Lady of the Lake. "My lady, there's a report from the frontline. The high elves' rescue team has arrived at the Evil Lands. The battle should have started by now, right? I wonder if Tyrion and the others can save the little queen. "
The Lady of the Lake nodded. Seeing that there were no outsiders, the Lady of the Lake said, "I can't sense that far. The Wind of the Dead in Nagashza is too strong. It's been a long time since I last received Tegris' prayer."
"Has Alissanda been rescued?" Devonshire began to jump around again.
"Devonshire!" Suria scolded. Her son quickly corrected himself. "I'm just asking."
"Patience is a virtue." Laing reprimanded his son again. He then moved on to the next matter. "There's a letter from Laun of Kislöw. Tens of thousands of troops are gathering in the north of the Mourning Mountains. The Troll King Tholonge's 30,000 barbarian troops have already gone south. He's asking for our help."
"We're too far away from Kislöw." Suria shook her head. "Besides, we've just finished the Battle of the Eight Peaks. We've already given Laun a replacement. After discussing with my lady, I've already sent a letter back to Laun to investigate the situation and ask for reinforcements from the Empire."
"Okay," Laing said concisely.
Laing then began to lecture his son. "Devonshire, you're too careless. As a good knight, you must be calm, steady, and not show your emotions on your face. Don't let your subordinates and servants guess what you're thinking and what you want to do."
"Yes, your son knows his mistake." Devonshire obediently admitted to his father's lecture.
"Alright, it's my turn in the afternoon. Today, I'm going to teach you a unique skill that specifically targets spellcasters — Energy Repulsion."
… I am the dividing line that does not show my emotions on my face …
It was late at night, and it was snowing heavily outside the house. In the inner hall of the oval courtyard, in the king's bedroom.
Laing had just taken a comfortable bath and snuggled into his warm and comfortable bed. He wanted to lie down and relax for a while. He picked up a book from the bedside table: The Origin, Development, and Decline of the Tax System — Wolf of the Steppe.
Not long after he lay down, the door to the room was gently pushed open. "Laing, are you there?"
Knight King immediately knew who it was. He quickly said, "No, Morgiana, not now!"
Sure enough, it was Morgiana, the witch of the Lake Goddess. At this time, Morgiana was only wearing a long nightgown with a floral pattern on it. Under the nightgown, her beautiful legs were wrapped in a white camisole and fluorescent lace stockings. Seeing that Laing was indeed there, Morgiana could not help but be excited. She quickly walked to the bed and said, "Why not? Aren't you very energetic?"
"No, Morgiana, when we were bathing just now, didn't we … do it twice?" Laing's face turned a little green. Knight King quickly threw the book away and pretended to be calm. He said, "There's a meeting tonight. Didn't you all arrange it?"
"Twice is not enough." Morgiana sat at the head of the bed. The Lake Goddess was a little embarrassed, but she could not help but look forward to it. "A few times first. The Lady and the Lady are in the front yard arranging things for the Lake Goddess prophets. It won't be so soon."
"No, Morgiana, not now!" Laing thought to himself. If his waist was wrapped by her long legs, it would not be over in twenty or thirty minutes. Knight King quickly added, "The Lady and Suria will be here soon, and Orica will be there too!"
"Then you owe me a day?" Morgiana said. She counted with her fingers and said, "Counting the recent and previous debts, you still owe me 26 days!"
Damn it! I fell into this woman's trap! Laing could only smile bitterly and agree to Morgiana's request.
Morgiana immediately threw herself on Laing and kissed him passionately. The Lake Goddess's lips and tongue had a faint sweetness. Laing hugged her waist and the two kissed for a while before letting go. Then Morgiana closed her eyes and sat on the head of the bed, leaning on Laing's shoulder to rest.
After a while, the Lake Fairy and Sulia pushed open the door and walked in hand in hand. Behind them was Olica, who was wearing a black and white maid dress and a mink coat. Seeing that Morgianna was also there, the Lake Fairy smiled. "Morgianna, you're so early."
The Lake Goddess's face turned red. She quickly turned around and was about to kneel. "Lady, Lady."
"No need." The Lake Goddess waved her hand gently, indicating that Morgiana did not need to kneel. The Goddess only glanced at the Lake Goddess. She was very satisfied with Morgiana. She was the rope in the Goddess's hand, used to tie down Laing's pet. So far, Morgiana was indeed very popular with Laing. This was good. "You're specially allowed to come up today."
"Yes." Morgiana was overjoyed. She kicked off her slippers and climbed onto the bed.
Laing, the Lake Goddess, Suria, Orica, and Morgiana sat together on the big bed in the king's suite and began to discuss what to do next.
"Lady, what will happen if the high elves don't save the little queen? Will the dwarves and elves go to war? " Suria asked the Lake Goddess first. The female knight seemed to have thought about this for a long time.
"They won't." The Lake Goddess shook her head. The Goddess said directly, "Even if they want to fight, they won't be able to. The dwarves and elves are simply too far apart. Moreover, the War of the Long Beard has already caused the dwarves and elves to lose the hegemony of the world. Now that the world has declined for thousands of years, with less than a tenth of its population left, will they fight again? Rational people will not fight … but we have to be prepared. "
"Prepared?" Laing narrowed his eyes. The Sun King thought for a while. "Is it impossible for the high elves and dwarves to unite and fight against the enemy?"
"The high elves can't even take care of themselves." The Lake Goddess nodded. "And the great guardians are failing one after another. The White Tower Council of Horus has prophesied that in the next few months to a year, a large number of chaos demons will appear in Ossouin."
"Even if the Great Whirlpool is still there?" Laing's brows furrowed tighter.
"The Great Whirlpool is disintegrating quickly, Master." Olica leaned on Laing's back. The dark elf said softly, "The Pale Queen and her son, Nisu, the gatekeeper of the Underworld, have learned that the Witch King and Witch Queen have gathered 100,000 people and are preparing to invade Ossouin when a large number of chaos demons appear in Ossouin. They want to take back their Phoenix King title and the Great Whirlpool."
"That's not taking it back. The Phoenix King title originally belonged to him." The Lake Goddess sighed. The Goddess said somewhat helplessly, "But Asuyan has never been willing to make things clear."
"Why not?" Suria was still puzzled.
"If it's too clear, whose responsibility is it if something goes wrong? Once there are too many mistakes, how can he continue to be the God of Gods? " The Lake Goddess sneered. "But Asuyan will definitely take action soon because the Great Whirlpool is disintegrating quickly. The Phoenix King can't guarantee his safety even if he stays in the Platinum Phoenix Pyramid. So, he must find a clone. Similarly, Kane is ready."
"What about the humans?" Laing then asked, "My Lady, do you know if Yuric, Tal, and Charlemagne have chosen their clones?"
"Not yet." The Lake Goddess shook her head. "The human gods are not as far-sighted as the elf gods. Some of them haven't figured out what's going to happen, but what's certain is that the Goddess of War, Mirmidia, has chosen a human girl as her clone and is preparing to descend to the Goddess of War College in Nur. It seems that she's going to seek refuge with your son, Frey Derick, but we don't know who she is yet."
"You don't know?" Laing asked curiously.
"My relationship with the human gods is not as good as you think," the Lake Goddess said helplessly. "I'm a foreign god."
Laing felt helpless. He knew a lot of things, but there was nothing he could do now. He couldn't interfere with the internal affairs of the high elves or dark elves, nor could he persuade the dwarves to let go of their past hatred.
"Everyone, listen to me." Before the Goddess finished speaking, she gritted her teeth and suddenly said seriously, "Laing, Suria, I think that since things have come to this, why don't we go with the flow?"
"Go with the flow?"
"What I mean is, this little queen is already dirty and can't be kept! Why don't we just sacrifice her?! "
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