A luxurious carriage was traveling along the roads of Gene City towards the outskirts of the city. Leon's head maid, Sylvia, sat at the front of the carriage, driving and controlling six half-blood elven warhorses to pull the carriage. Mogianna's unicorn mount, Hillfain, Leon's mount, Grape, and Sulia's mount, Richter, followed beside the carriage. It was obvious that the half-blood elven warhorses were a little dissatisfied with their noble bloodline bodies being used to pull the carriage. However, under the command of two pure-blood elven warhorses and a unicorn, they did not say anything.
The king's carriage was 3.2 meters long and 2.1 meters wide. The body of the carriage was made of gold and high-quality oak, and it was processed by dwarven craftsmen. The exterior was inlaid with diamonds and gold, and the interior was decorated with furniture imported from the capital of Lothlain or the palace of Safry. Even the curtains were imported from the Kingdom of Kothqui.
This luxurious carriage was a gift from Laing to Suria and the Lady of the Lake (?) Veronica and Teresa both received their own luxurious magic carriages. Although Suria did not say anything, she still had some thoughts about it. For a period of time, whenever Laing saw his wife, he would always see her with little Devenhill.
How could Laing not understand Suria's intentions? The king immediately ordered the construction of a royal carriage for his queen.
Based on this point alone, Laing appreciated and understood Suria's way of doing things. As Laing often led troops on expeditions, he was usually very busy. Most of the matters in the territory were managed by Suria. She was in charge of finance, and she was also in charge of personnel. Many times, the nobles in the territory joked that they would rather offend the king than offend Queen Suria or Her Highness Morgiana. His Majesty Laing had always been magnanimous and did not care about trifles. If there was a mistake, he would punish it, and if there was a need to apologize, he would do so fairly.
However, if he offended Queen Suria or Her Highness Morgiana, it would be a different story.
Therefore, Suria did not need to hint to Laing that she wanted it. She could directly use Laing's personal wealth to order it, and Laing would not say anything about it. Taking a step back, Suria could also have people prepare all the plans, including the blueprints and models, before telling Laing, and Laing would not object.
But then, the situation would change.
To put it simply, Suria was Laing's queen, but she was not the queen of this kingdom... Laing could appoint her, but he would not let her. as the king, the final decision, he always held the final decision.
That was the right.
Suria grasped this very well. The queen was always able to show her outstanding domestic and diplomatic capabilities within the framework, and at the same time, she also ensured that key matters were discussed by the husband and wife. Laing felt that he had married a good wife every time. Although he had the deepest and longest relationship with Suria, he still loved Suria the most.
Therefore, in the end, Morgiana did not go with Laing to Teresa's Ice Sorcerer's Tower as she wished. As soon as the king finished the retirement ceremony at the Old Guard's barracks, his queen immediately rushed over with Head Maid Sylvia. Suria was a little dissatisfied that Laing did not bring her along for the retirement ceremony. When she heard that Laing was going to the Ice Sorcerer's Tower, the queen immediately expressed that she wanted to go with him.
"Wait, you're not bringing Devathir?" Laing naturally would not refuse Suria's request. He wondered why his wife did not bring their son along.
"No, why would I bring him to a place where a large group of witches train?" Suria said with a smile, "Do you want him to learn from his father and start looking for female courtiers at a young age?"
"Uh …" Laing felt a lot of pressure when he heard this, and Morgiana nodded repeatedly in agreement.
Just like that, the Knight King, the queen, and the Lake Goddess set foot on the road to the Ice Sorcerer's Tower. Teresa's Ice Sorcerer's Tower was built in the heart of the Chalon Forest, near the forest hut where Anglo and the Imperial Guard took turns to guard. It was quite a distance from Gene City, and the journey would take two to three hours. Unlike Veronica, both Teresa and Aurora really liked the quiet.
A pair of red and black diamond-studded heels and a pair of pearl fish-mouth heels were placed at the entrance of the carriage. Those were Suria's and Morgiana's shoes. Laing's leather boots were also placed at the entrance of the carriage.
The interior of the carriage was equipped with a heating and cooling system made by the high elves. The interior was about five square meters in size, with only enough space for a row of sofas, a cabinet, a small table, and a small bed. Laing sat on the sofa with his arm around Suria's waist, while Morgiana sat on the small bed with her legs bent. The three of them were relatively relaxed as they chatted about recent events.
Morgiana had changed into a brown jasmine pudding mesh skirt and light brown thin pantyhose. For some reason, her face was still red, and her expression was somewhat unnatural. She covered her skirt with a blanket. Laing could see that she was pretending to be calm. The king thought for a moment and knew what the Lake Goddess was planning to do. He deliberately teased her, "Morgiana, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing. My legs are a little weak. I'll be fine after sitting for a while." Morgiana nodded a little bitterly. "Don't worry about it."
Today, Sulia was wearing a full set of white bright velvet feminine blouse and a knee-length royal patterned skirt. On the outside, she had a white fox fur coat draped over her shoulders. Her long and slender legs were wrapped in black diamond-glossy velvet pantyhose, and a sparkling diamond anklet was tied around her delicate and round ankle.
The queen had obviously dressed up. She leaned on Laing's shoulder and looked rather languid and relaxed. "Laing, there won't be any more wars in the next few years, right?"
"Of course. The Eight Peaks Mountain expedition has almost exhausted the kingdom's war potential. There won't be any large-scale wars for at least the next three years." Laing nodded slightly. The king held his wife's waist and chatted with her. "In the next few years, we'll focus on farming and promoting industrialization. The dukes have benefited a lot from this expedition. They also need time to digest it."
"Yes." Suria nodded slightly. The queen quickly secretly calculated a few things Laing could do. She said softly, "So … we'll still move to Muxilon?"
"That's for sure." Laing nodded. Zeon was still a little too small for a city, but there was no room for development. In the future, his city would definitely move to Muxilon. However, considering that the living conditions in Muxilon were not good, and Devenhill was still small.
The new palace in Muxilon was already under construction. It used a lot of manpower and resources. The construction of the North and South Canal had been completed, and it was time to continue the construction of the palace. The first phase of the palace was about fifty hectares. For this, Laing ordered the demolition of a large number of ancient buildings in Muxilon.
"I see." Suria was actually a little reluctant to leave the duke's castle in Zeon. There were too many beautiful memories between her and Laing. Morgiana was also reluctant. She did not want to leave Zeon, but if Laing insisted on moving to Muxilon, she could only follow.
"Ha, not so fast. It's still early." Laing could see that the two women's expressions were not right. He smiled and said, "Besides, if you really don't want to move, you can use it as a temporary residence."
"I still like to stay here." Suria leaned gently on Laing's shoulder. "But home is where you are."
"Me too." Morgiana agreed.
What about little Devenhill? Was he just an accident? Laing thought to himself.
Forget it. If you really don't want to move, you can just switch places in the future.
The rumbling of the carriage wheels could be heard. Nearby, it was a peaceful winter scene. During the slack season, most of the serfs had gone to the cities to work. A small number of them sat in the village bars and chatted in the large houses. In the market, large potatoes and fragrant bread were placed on the shelves. Everyone was taking what they needed. It was a warm and cozy atmosphere. Leon looked out of the small window. Everywhere was tranquil and peaceful. The king was very satisfied with this. He also saw many children laughing and playing on the grass. That was the hope and future of Brittania.
Suria was a little dazed. The queen's heart was filled with pride. This was what her man had brought to this land. He had completed the impossible again and again.
"Speaking of which, you really let those four thousand freedmen all disband?" Morgiana saw that Suria was not speaking. She took the initiative to start a conversation. Although the carriage was not the kind of two-person world she had hoped for, it was not bad to have such a relaxed and comfortable environment.
"I had to disband them." Laing was a little unhappy when he mentioned this.
Not counting François's reinforcements and the troops left behind in the armory, the fifteen serf infantry regiments that followed Laing all the way to the end were only four and a half, or more than four thousand people. And this more than four thousand people included the new recruits who were recruited into the Old Guard. So in the end, almost four thousand serfs were collectively promoted to freedmen, and each of them was awarded the Ba Feng Mountain Great Expedition Commemorative Medal and the Silver Cross Medal of the Third Class.
Because the elites of the serfs had been selected twice during the Great Expedition and were all transferred to the Old Guard, the four thousand serfs were naturally a little weaker than the Old Guard. But in any case, they had proven their loyalty and perseverance. Laing originally wanted to organize them into a new legion called the Youth Guard.
But the dukes did not agree. Duke Berchemund, the most hot-tempered of all the dukes, immediately said that this would not do. Duke Red Dragon loudly said to the king, "Your Majesty, these are our citizens, our soldiers. They have been through so many wars and are obviously already excellent soldiers. You took all the elites away to replenish your Old Guard before coming back. We won't say anything, but you should at least leave some for us, right? We are all waiting for people to use! Especially my Red Dragon Guard, I have been preparing for a long time. Your Majesty, you can't take it all for yourself! "
"That's right!" Duke Montfort was the youngest and the loudest. He said with dissatisfaction, "Your Majesty, I need these people to help me guard the Hatchet Pass. I need to form a new army! The Mountain Guard! "
"Palawon too! We need a new army to maintain law and order. Palawon's Swift Army! "
"Lyonnesse seconded! A new army will allow us to better face the threat of the North and the pirates of the West. Sirluff's Ambition! "
"Bordero will form an army that is not inferior to the Old Guard. Sea God Mannen has already given this army a name! Mannen's Guard! "
"Carcassonne believes that with these soldiers, the safety of the South can be guaranteed to the greatest extent! The Black Mountain Guard! "
The dukes almost unanimously expressed their opposition. They all stared at these elites who had survived the expedition with burning eyes. Even François said that his Unicorn Guard needed replacements. In the end, Laing had no choice but to agree that these soldiers could go back to whichever duchy they came from.
Even if he was a king, he could not be too uncouth. Besides, these soldiers were not Laing's army to begin with.
In the end, more than four hundred of the four thousand soldiers were left for Laing. Laing simply organized them into a new army called "Mu Xilon's Coldstream Guard Battalion". They were responsible for serving as ceremonial guards. In the future, Laing also planned to form a regiment with replacements.
The Old Guard would be the main attack, while the Coldstream Guard would be the main defense.
So when can I have my own Honor Guard? Laing cursed in his heart. Father, look at Fulgen now. He already has his own Phoenix Guard, and they are original Black Star Troopers. They are super soldiers made from the Ancient Sage's incubation pool.
"Speaking of which, my brother Fulgen is preparing to make a trip back to the Old World." Thinking of this, Laing said to Suria and Morgiana, "He will first come to Brittany to join us."
"Brother Fulgen, do we need to prepare a welcoming ceremony?" Suria nodded slightly. She had met Laing's brother a few times, and he had left a very good impression on the queen. Compared to the amiable but ferocious-looking Anglo, Fulgen gave the Brittany nobles the most favorable impression. He was handsome, refined, elegant, and full of the demeanor of an aristocrat. Over the years, Fulgen's reputation had spread throughout the Old World along with his achievements in Lucia. Now, everyone knew that in the New World, in Lucia, there was a king called Fulgen.
Similarly, the Old World also had 114514 conjectures about the true identity of the biological father of the two brothers, Laing and Fulgen, but none of them could come to a conclusion.
However, Fulgen's reputation had indeed spread throughout the world. His army had now fought with the Skaven Ratmen, Dark Elves, Chaos Tribes, and vampire pirates, and had never tasted defeat. Even the most arrogant Ossouin High Elves were discussing his strength and power. Since then, Fulgen had a new nickname, "Purple Phoenix," because his personal coat of arms was a phoenix reborn in flames.
The rise of the Ashes Corps was also known as the "Purple Phoenix's Nirvana."
It was also worth mentioning that Fulgen had also announced that the Plunderer's Port would be officially renamed "Constantine." His new flagship would be called "Saint Sophia."
"What does Brother Fulgen want to do in the Old World?" Suria was somewhat interested in this.
"He came to join me." Laing thought of this and felt a little conflicted. "We have to discuss how to deal with the High Elves."
"Deal with the High Elves?" Suria asked curiously. "Don't you already have diplomatic relations with the High Elves through His Excellency Tegris?"
"No, it's not the same." Laing shook his head.
"This time, Brother Fulgen and I have to find a way to ascend to the land of Ossouin. We also have to find a way to get close to the Lord of the Phoenix, Asuyan, on the Resurrection Island."
"This needs to be carefully planned."
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