The difference between a real king and a fake king is actually very simple.

It can be described in two words.

trust.

When Richard VI's orders were passed to every corner of the Lionheart Kingdom, during this period, those who had stakeholders believed that their king would give him some compensation.

Because everything Richard VI did before was compensated for in the future.

They were happy to believe that Richard VI, both the wizards of the City of Clouds and the Dukes of the Council of Nobles, chose to trust their kings when they received the order.

Therefore, after the official order of Richard VI was deported, these people were reluctant to implement it even though they were complaining.

Although the efficiency is not high, it is taking action.

At the same time, the interest groups led by the Yunzhong Conference and the Noble Alliance also began to meet their kings and discuss some subsequent matters.

Action is action, but interests must be fought for.

When the nobles and the mage entered the palace, Caesar, as the first crown prince, stood in front of the gate and watched all this expressionlessly.

Beside him is Lancelot.

From sunrise to sunset, until the nobles walked out, he spoke with a lazy expression:

"Lancelot, compared to my brother, I may not really be like a real king."

"Your Highness, you just need time to prove it."

"No." Caesar shook his head: "I won't be like my brother, talking to them all day long, and making everything in full swing, and doing things in everyone's interests."

"You just lack experience in this."

"I don't like this."

“No one likes it.”

"uh-huh?"

"Yes, it's not just you, your brother, our king, who also doesn't like this kind of work. Compared to quarrel with these people, I think he hopes to save time and have a nice cup of afternoon tea."

"So, is this the responsibility of the king?"

"Yes, fight for the interests of the subjects who trust you, get what they want for the interest groups around you, as a banner of the kingdom, as an existence that most people are willing to believe, and while they work for you, you also need to shelter them from the wind and rain."

"It sounds good, but I didn't understand."

He said in a playful tone, and in the setting sun, Caesar shook his blonde hair.

"But it doesn't matter, old guy, the horn of the battle has sounded, and it's time for us to charge!"

"Of course, I will follow your order."

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Before the last ray of sunset fell, the floating city of "Goddess's Mercy" representing the highest technology in the Lionheart Kingdom officially headed towards the Eastern battlefield.

Those who walk with it are 15,000 griffon knights and 3,000 magicians.

Yes, there are only these people.

It doesn't sound like a lot of money, but this time the money spent on preparations accounts for one-sixth of the annual income of the Lionheart Kingdom.

What is the concept of three thousand intermediate or above magicians?

The most practical statement is that the mage army used by Black Rock City to launch the Doomsday Project is only a few magicians in just over a thousand, and nearly half of them are just junior mages.

Similarly, the number of griffon knights who are almost treasured in the Tulip Kingdom has never exceeded two thousand.

This is a crush on quality!

Not to mention, the "Goddess's Mercy" which was one of the six famous floating cities in the Lionheart Kingdom, an air fortress that has exceeded the conventional means of war.

This is the guarantee of combat effectiveness!

When the goddess's mercy appears on the front battlefield of Butch City in the near future, the will of the Lionheart Kingdom will be fully implemented.

Perhaps someone would say the words ‘The kingdom has become sacred again’?

Who knows?

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Black Tu City.

Magic Academy.

On the long tree rattan rocking chair, Gao Wen was bored and angry.

In front of him was Anthony who was fiddling with the tea ceremony.

black tea.

The black tea that shines in the hands of the Great Master is suspected by Gao Wen to add magic such as flashing technique.

A cup of tea was filled with water, and after the great master picked it up, he handed it to Gao Wen:

"Taste it, this is the top black tea tribute from Gaoshan. It is said that it can taste the taste of apples."

Gao Wen rolled his eyes at him: "Sorry, I can only drink the nutrient solution."

"Oh, sorry, I forgot who you are."

While speaking, the old mage, who had already had a lot of beards, looked at Gao Wen maliciously: "Of course, if you want, I can make some transformations of your soul so that you can taste these delicacies in advance before becoming an angel."

"Forget it, I'm not interested."

Gao Wen shook his head and refused, then looked at the old master who was drinking tea gracefully in front of him and said, "Is there anything wrong with calling me here this time?"

"Well, I just received the news that a floating city on the side of the Lionheart Kingdom is rushing towards us."

"Hmm? Which one is it?"

"The mercy of the goddess."

"Well, if it's this one, I advise you not to have too much hope."

In his mind, he automatically turned the "goddess's mercy" into "bitcher's disgust". Thinking of the reason for the exponential naming, Gao Wen was bored and angry.

This is a floating city that the goddess of bad luck dislikes.

The firepower is not strong, and the defense is explosive.

I went in and out of the bottomless abyss several times to participate in the battle, but the comrades died, but they were not seriously injured and safely exited from the abyss.

Even in one of the wars, in which even the three apostles of the Goddess of Doom were lost, the floating city still withdrew from the war without any trouble.

Those who learned about this incident called this "lucky" city the title of "Goddess' mercy".

Well, the mercy of the goddess of doom.

The great master seemed to have expected Gao Wen's attitude, but just smiled and continued to taste tea:

"Walking with him are the first heir to the Lionheart Kingdom and the Griffon Legion commanded by him."

"Well....."

"That priest is here too."

"Who? Emztrang?"

"It's not him, it's Lancelot."

Gao Wen: "???"

"In addition to our true legend, there are three thousand mages accompanying you."

"I need to calm down if you give me the tea."

“The black tea is still hot.”

"I know."

Drinking the black tea in the cup in one sip, Gao Wen looked at Anthony Oum with his eyes glowing:

"Are you sure these people are coming?"

"Of course." The great wizard nodded slightly.
Chapter completed!