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Chapter 220 Hunting

Good Melada and Mike Hazel did not expect that they were tied to the yard and stayed overnight, and they were particularly angry.

"Hmph, wait until I go back, see how to deal with you!"

Although Olic and others had very prominent identities, in Mike Hazel's view, if he could ascend the throne, those people would not be so bold and unrestrained.

"I must make you pay the price!" He was so extreme by nature that he had already secretly regarded Zhao Feng and the others as his number one enemy.

"You bold guys don't take this young master seriously!" Compared to Mike Hazel who said nothing, the other person was very diligent.

However, no matter how he made a fuss, even if he screamed, he would ignore Goode Melada.

At this time, Mike Hazel finally showed anger for his companion. He regretted it a little, how could he get along with such a guy? It was so embarrassing.

"It's really worthy of being the dog of the imperial capital, it's really noisy!" Originally, Mike Hazel admired Good Melada very much, but some of them were just annoying at this time.

Originally, he admired the other party's insidiousness and cunning, so he chose him as a military advisor. But at this time, this person's future was just that and he had no great ability at all.

When you really encounter something, it is like a headless fly, which is boring.

Good Melada looked at Mike Hazel's incompetent look, and she felt secretly angry and said, "Just like this, want to be king?"

Anyway, these two people are in different moods, but one thing is that they are very angry.

Compared to these two unlucky guys, Zhao Feng was also not in a good mood now. At this time, he was being pestered by Olic and asked him to teach him about magic.

Zhao Feng was very impressed by this old man's spirit of study. However, if he was always pestered, it would be quite painful.

"Why?"

What Olic likes to say the most is why, and he always likes to ask questions, which makes Zhao Feng very depressed and doesn't know how to explain it.

Regarding the magic circle, he has referenced a lot of physics knowledge, but he can't say it out one by one. Many of the knowledge are beyond this era and can only be revealed little by little.

Compared to Olic, Dankun is easier to pass on.

Zhao Feng didn't need to say too much about combat skills, he just practiced it slowly.

In addition to this Dharma God and the God of War, the other person seemed even more mysterious. He always didn't speak, but had a faint smile on his face, which made people feel a little furious.

Pope Light Eighth Sarga always looks like a profound feeling, which makes Zhao Feng always feel a little scared.

The arrival of these three master-level figures made the entire Marshal's Mansion feel a sense of glory. You must know that these three people are all famous figures on the mainland.

"Everyone, I'm not very happy!" Jerry Evans didn't expect that after his grandson came back, he had a wide range of friendship and knew such a large number of people with weight. He was very happy.

The breakfast the next day was arranged under his personal command, very grand and was held in the form of a banquet.

Although, he did not say too much, but asked Jerry Evans with a solicited opinion to see what his opinion was.

"Of course it's appropriate!" Jerry Evans thought that if the pope participated, it would be too luxurious. Of course, this was a good thing, so he naturally agreed quickly.

With the self-recommendation of the three people, Zhao Feng's luxury of coming-of-age ceremony completely surpassed any person in history.

"What should I do if the two people outside the door and his men?" At this time, the servant outside the door came over and asked, "They were clamoring for breakfast!"

Zhao Feng smiled and asked Jerry Evans, "Grandpa, what do you think you should do?"

"Forget it, let's report this to Your Majesty! Otherwise, keeping these two guys will be a disaster! Masters, what about your opinions?"

In normal times, Jerry Evans had already made a decision directly. But the three people in front of him were not ordinary people, so he still wanted to ask for their opinions.

"Whatever you do, we will testify for you!"

With the consent of these three people, Zhao Feng and Jerry Evans brought their captives to the palace and met Roland III.

Listening to Jerry Evans talking about the incident, he was furious to his unscrupulous son and Roger Melada's son.

"What a two trash, I'm so angry!"

At this time, Jerry Evans felt his face was dull. If there was a hole here, he would have crawled in long ago.

He didn't expect that these two guys would do such a shameful thing and throw it in front of the empire's Dharma God and the God of War. If that's the case, then forget it.

More importantly, there is also a pope from the Church of Light.

Although the Church of Light is not very powerful in Mondra, it is famous on the mainland, almost like the Mercenary Guild, and has its own country.

The Bright Eighth Generation in front of me doesn't look amazing, but the power is not smaller than that of him. More importantly, the church has many priests and missionaries, and can spread the voices throughout the continent.

If Guangming Eighth God said this casually, spread it on the mainland and recorded it in their Scriptures, it would be embarrassing.

You know, Roland III's ideal is to be a great monarch.

"You two fools!"

When Mike Hazel and Good Melada who came up with this miserable appearance, Roland III was so angry that his eyes were filled with Venus and he was very angry.

"How dare you two bring a group of people to privately break into private houses!"

Mike Hazel cried and said, "Father, they are wronged ministers! I was bullied by them this time. Not only were I beaten, but I also didn't give me food!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, they dare to attack Prince Mike and me, which is equivalent to despising the royal power and being extremely evil!" At this time, Good Melada next to him said.

It can be seen that these two people want to add fuel to the fire and get back on their initiative.

While they were talking, Zhao Feng did not speak, but looked at the two people coldly without giving any explanation. After they finished speaking, they said: "At that time, how could I know that you two are the sons of the prince and the prime minister? I thought you were little thieves!"

"You clearly recognize us!" Good Merada was worried about Zhao Feng's beating and said, "They obviously take revenge!"

"Okay, you two fools, stop arguing!" Looking at the appearance of these two people, Roland III was so angry that he looked like Venus, wishing he could kill these two people.

"Since childhood, neither of you has ever saved me from worrying, get out!"

Roland III said: "Get out quickly, the farther you get out, the better, don't let me see you!" At this time, he no longer wanted to talk to these two idiots.

From the fact that Zhao Feng was lazy in treating the crime, he knew that he had completely lost confidence and hope for these two people and was extremely annoying.

If he had cured Mike Hazel's crime, Zhao Feng could still know that he might have passed the throne to the second prince. But it seemed that he was completely disappointed with Mike Hazel.

"Does this old man want to pass the throne to Danny Hazel?" Zhao Feng secretly guessed in his heart at the pale face.

"Okay, these two annoying guys are gone!" At this time, Roland III showed a hint of unhealthy rosy on his face. He coughed for a moment and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that you actually know such a big man. Originally, I wanted to be your witness myself. Now think about it, let them do it!"

"Your Majesty, you are polite!" Hearing Roland III's words, Dankun and Olic both bowed slightly, showing a little respect for his words.

Although they are the gods of war and the god of law, they still have to maintain the necessary etiquette to the king Roland III, and they cannot do too rudely.

"His Majesty Saga, I didn't expect that you could come to us, Mondra, to make our entire Mondrapon shine. If I had known, I should have sent an envoy to welcome you!"

Although Roland III did not believe in the Church of Light, he showed great politeness and respect for Saga, the eighth pope of the Church of Light.

"This time, I'm just here to see my friends, not to conduct an official visit. Your Majesty, just let me go and don't do those clichés!"

At this time, the eighth generation of Guangming Saga said with a smile, showing a very kindness. It can be seen that the Pope did not like the cumbersome and complicated red tape very much.

"So that's it, that's good! It seems that I have to improve the standards of Dark Evans's adult etiquette this time! Originally, I wanted to hold him and others together and then enthrone him. But in this way, I will condescend you. Okay, I will decide to carry out his title and adult etiquette ceremony in three days. At that time, I will invite the ministers of civil and military affairs and envoys from various countries to participate in his enthronement ceremony together!"

"Prince specifications, this is too grand!" Hearing Roland III's words, Jerry Evans shook his head, trying to reject Roland III's proposal.

If this is the case, it will be too ostentatious!

"Not being ostentatious, I will give you a surprise then!" At this time, Roland III said to Jerry Evans and the others, with a mysterious smile.

Looking at his mysterious and mysterious appearance, the five people were a little confused. They could only endure the questions in their hearts and wait for the coming-of-age ceremony to be held in three days.

"Your Majesty, I think you have been in poor health recently. Otherwise, let me help you with some conditioning?" At this time, Guangming Eighth Generation said: "If you do this now, your body will be exhausted!"

As the pope of the Church of Light, Saga spoke frankly and said something about Roland III's health.

"His Majesty, you've misunderstood. I'm in good health. Every time I hunt, I can always kill black bears and tigers!" Roland III said calmly.

"Your healing technique should be used by the civilians in the imperial capital!"

His words made Roland III a little surprised. However, he naturally would not force Roland III to do so. He heard this and said, "Okay, then I will regard Your Majesty as allowing our God of Light to preach in the imperial capital!"

"You can preach, but you can only preach to civilians, and you are not allowed to preach to nobles!" At this time, Roland III said: "Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless. If that happens, you will be killed without mercy!"

In history, the Church of Light had caused a lot of chaos. They once instigated the nobles to rebel, or divide the land, causing dynasty turmoil. Later, although they were restored, they no longer had positions such as attacking mages and various apology warriors, and became a church that mainly treats patients.

Roland III, who claimed to be a wise ruler, did not believe in religion, but did not want to limit such a church too much. Therefore, he hoped that Light Eighth would master the right measure and not cross the boundaries.

There is no fear of a light church with only a pastor and no other protection power. After all, no matter how powerful the light church is, as long as the butcher's knife is in his hands, he will kill him and destroy him if he wants to.

"Can!"

After hearing the words of Roland III, the Pope of the Church of Light, the VIII, Saga, immediately agreed. At this time, he had already focused on how to develop the church.

"Dak, let's go hunting tomorrow! Let's see if your Majesty's skills are not as good as those of the past!" At this time, Roland III held back his cough and said enthusiastically: "It just so happens that your title needs a title. You have to perform better in this hunting to get a glorious title!"

Before each coming-of-age ceremony in the Mondra Empire, a hunting will be organized to name the title based on the hunting things and their performance during hunting.

However, in recent years, due to Roland III's health, it has not been held for many years.

I don’t know why. It’s really puzzling that Roland III suddenly proposed to carry out such an activity.

Looking at his pale face, Zhao Feng felt that he was just holding on. If he really wanted to hold a hunting event, he might just sit on the horse and watch others hunt.

However, Jerry Evans understood why Roland III was hunting. He wanted to tell his subjects and other countries on the mainland that his health was still very healthy.

Thinking of this, Jerry Evans naturally didn't go to stop it.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Zhao Feng could only suppress his guess and nodded to thank him. He was not afraid of hunting, because his archery skills were very powerful.

Although he has rarely practiced these days, his archery skills have been improving. As a human with elf blood, he is born with an advantage over ordinary humans in this regard.

"It depends on my ability at that conference!" Zhao Feng thought confidently: "As for nickname, you must be more majestic!"

It's too embarrassing to have nicknames like larks or gophers. Black bears or lions are not good-looking enough.
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