"This is probably a matter of talent!"

Zhao Feng could only shake his head helplessly to express his confusion about Elaine Hazel's question. He didn't know how to answer the question of rapid progress, so he finally gave such an answer.

"Okay, I know you're a genius!"

Elaine Hazel curled her lips disdainfully, not very satisfied with Zhao Feng's answer.

"Okay, hurry up and go to see your father with me. I guess they should have almost done a conversation in the conference hall! In total, it's been three or four hours."

"What topic can be discussed for so long?"

Hearing Zhao Feng's question, Elaine Hazel said: "It's probably the issue of war reparations against Carlo and the discussion on combat with Ans! Anyway, it's all messy things!"

Elaine Hazel is very uninterested in this regard.

"War, is it going to be war again?" Hearing this news, a look of worry appeared in Zhao Feng's eyes. He knew that once war was fought, his grandfather Jerry Evans would have to fight desperately again.

Although he was very worried, Zhao Feng did not show it, but said, "Okay, but do you have men's clothes here? I want to change my outfit."

"Men's clothes?"

Looking at Zhao Feng's current appearance, Elaine Hazel smiled and said, "Yes, I'll ask someone to find a set for you. But it may be a little small."

Her men's palace maids often dressed in men's outfits and went out for a walk, so they still had clothes for men. However, their figures may be a little slimmer than Zhao Feng.

Here I found the fattest palace maid's man's clothing and put it on Zhao Feng. After putting on this outfit, Zhao Feng's temperament immediately showed up.

Originally, he didn't care much about his outfits and just fooled him. But this time he came to meet Roland III, he naturally had to sort out his outfits a little.

Not only that, the clothes made in the palace, both in style and in materials, are very exquisite. When worn on the body, it highlights his perfect figure.

After training, Zhao Feng has a very perfect figure. He is slender but not muscular. He has fair skin and a handsome face. He makes people feel as if he is handsome at first glance.

Compared to his bulky appearance in a bear fur coat and a hat, he looks even better now.

"Wow, so handsome!"

After helping Zhao Feng dress up, the palace maids in the palace lit up and sighed, with infinite emotions pouring out in their eyes.

Zhao Feng's reputation, his status and temperament, as well as the temperament he reveals, make these young girls in the palace feel excited.

"If I could become his woman, it would be so perfect! I think he would at least be a marquis this time! If I become a marquis, then I would definitely be very majestic when I go home!"

When these palace maids thought of these, they all looked at Zhao Feng with charming eyes, put them on one by one, and came forward enthusiastically to help him organize his clothes.

“This collar is a bit crooked.”

"The hat doesn't seem to be very upright!"

Zhao Feng, who was surrounded by these groups of belligerent in the center, once again showed an awkward expression, looked towards Elaine Hazel, and asked for help from her.

"Okay, don't surround me. I'll have to take Dark Evans to meet my father later! When you're done, you'll go find him!"

Elaine Hazel showed a playful expression and said, "I heard that Dark Evans will have to be a lord. You have to hurry up and tell your family that you should start early, and that you will be gone if you are late!"

The palace maids around her are all female relatives from various noble families and have a very high status.

When the king or princess reaches the right age, it is also an act that wins people's hearts.

They naturally care very much about men like Zhao Feng who are handsome and capable.

After hearing Elaine Hazel's words, the palace maids were planning to go home and inform their parents about when they would go home and tell them to start earlier.

The grandson of the Imperial Marshal, a magic genius and a young high-ranking official, is a hot item.

"Oh..." Zhao Feng looked at the cunning smile on Elaine Hazel's face, and understood that she was making jokes through this aspect.

"I'm still young and won't consider marriage for the time being!"

Looking at the enthusiastic palace maids, Zhao Feng fled in panic, leaving only a group of smiling girls.

Soon, Elaine Hazel caught up with Zhao Feng and led him to the Kingdom Council Hall and said, "You should consider making any remarks about your affairs!"

"Well, just tell the truth, I understand!" Zhao Feng understood what Elaine Hazel said.

"That's fine!"

As he said that, the two men came to the meeting hall and saw the princess coming. The officer in charge of the guards came quickly and said, "As the princess, who is this?"

Looking at Zhao Feng's face, he felt a little unfamiliar.

"This is Lord Dark Evans, Earl of the Empire. I will take him to meet his father." Elaine Hazel introduced Zhao Feng's identity to the officer of the Guards.

"Reading Daming for a long time!" Hearing Zhao Feng's name, the officer of the Guard immediately saluted, and his eyes showed a sense of awe-inspiring feeling.

It can be seen that the things Zhao Feng did spread even in the deep palace compound.

Zhao Feng was really helpless about those rumors. However, this gave him a good reputation, which was also good.

"I'll go and report it right away..." As he said that, he ran into the conference hall in a small way.

Three minutes later he ran out and said, "Your Majesty has the order, Earl of Xuandak Evans enters the temple..." After that, he took Zhao Feng and Elaine Hazel toward the magnificent meeting hall of the empire.

Zhao Feng is not unfamiliar with this meeting hall in Mondra.

There are many memories of this place in his mind. He has long been well aware of this place with a long history.

When he was a child, he had come here to play many times.

In Dark Evans' memory, this place has always been a sacred place. Those who can enter this place to see Roland III are all people with status.

Thinking of his upcoming meeting with the legendary Mondra monarch, Zhao Feng felt a little nervous, his breathing became a little rapid, and his pace became disordered.

"Stay calm, keep calm..." At this time, he looked at Elaine Hazel and the officer walking in front of him, imitating their movements, and did not make a difference.

Zhao Feng was not very clear about how to ceremonies and what rituals were there for meeting the king. When he was a child, Dark Evans learned this knowledge, but his impression was very blurred.

Walking into the magnificent imperial convention hall, Zhao Feng felt a momentum coming to his face. It was time for him to see a lot of people standing in the hall.

These people were wearing various clothes, most of them were quite old and looked very status-based. They seemed to be important officials of the empire. At the front, two old people were standing in front.

Zhao Feng estimated that these two people should be Jerry Evans and Roger Melada.

On the throne at a high place, there was an old man who looked very gentle. He looked pale and his body didn't look very good, but he had an invisible momentum in every move.

Zhao Feng knew that the person in front of him should be the king of Mondra, Roland III, a generation of heroes.

Looking at his dazed look, the officer leading the way in front said, "Call to pay homage to His Majesty the King."

"Dak Evans, the Earl of the Empire, met His Majesty the King."

When Zhao Feng was a little dazed, Elaine Hazel reminded him: "Kneel down on one knee and give a knight's greeting! Just pray three times."

With the tips from these two people, Zhao Feng did all this without making any mistakes, but his forehead was already covered in sweat. Only then did he understand what the kingly aura was.

Compared to Catherine, Queen Carlo, the king of Mondra in front of him is the real power.

The layout and pressure of this hall made a master like him unable to bear it and felt a strong royal majesty and momentum.

Seeing Zhao Feng finishing all this, Roland III, who was sitting on the throne, said with a smile: "Please get up, Earl Dark Evans, you have worked hard all the way!"

As he said that, the king said to the more mighty old man standing in front, who looked more majestic: "Your grandson is indeed a handsome man, and he is extremely powerful!"

"This is the proper cultivation of Your Majesty, and it is also the honor of our Evans family..." At this time, the old man said to Roland III with neither humility nor arrogantness.

Zhao Feng knew that this person should be Dark Evans' grandfather, Jerry Evans.

Now, he is much older than what he looks like in his memory. In the past two years, his beard and hair have turned white, and his face has also become much more wrinkles.

The only thing that remains unchanged is his tall figure and majestic temperament.

"Come on, let me take a look at you..." Roland III waved to Zhao Feng and said, "I didn't expect that you will become an adult if you haven't seen each other for a few years!"

Back then, when Dark Evans was studying at the palace, he had met Roland III several times. However, at that time, he looked very small and weak.

Because he has been called a waste, he is very brave and keeps his head down all day long.

"Let's go! Since I am a human being in this world, don't be timid and timid!" Hearing the words of Roland III, Zhao Feng raised his back and walked forward with big strides.

Walking in front of the ministers' team, Zhao Feng stood still, with a serious expression on his face, neither humble nor arrogant, neither arrogant, nor frightened, and performed very appropriately, which made people secretly praise his demeanor.

After Roland III carefully looked at Zhao Feng, he praised: "The temperament is indeed extraordinary. He is worthy of being our new idol who has become famous!"

After saying that, he suddenly patted the throne and shouted to Zhao Feng: "Do you know your guilt!"
Chapter completed!