"Your Highness, we have arrived at Palenque."

In the carriage, there was a young aristocrat with blond hair and golden eyes, wearing a gorgeous dress full of gold, as beautiful as a woman. He maintained a comfortable sitting posture and replied calmly: "I understand."

Son of Gold, Antoine Xinglei, is his name.

Although he seems to be calm, he has been feeling uneasy lately, as if he is being watched by something.

He did not attribute it to an illusion, but perhaps to his innate talent. His directness allowed him to avoid many dangers.

This time should be no exception.

Unknown dangers may be extremely close.

If possible, leaving here is a good choice.

However, it was obvious that he had no way out.

The third prince of the Yongsai Empire, a star of glory, a shining man, with many glorious names, he is extremely famous in the eyes of other nobles, and he has a great possibility of inheriting the throne.

But Antoine clearly understood that the time for glory was counting down.

His father, the emperor of the Yongsai Empire, was running out of time.

The emperor and the prince are as different as heaven and earth!

Antoine Xinglei, all these honors are brought about by his father's favor. Once he passes away, these favors will turn into a curse. His dear brother and younger brother do not mind treating themselves in the cruelest way in the world.

He took the risk and came to this city just to get a chance for himself.

"Your Highness, thank you for coming to congratulate the Grand Duke on his birthday."

Fidel, the treasurer, came to greet him with the highest courtesy. Guards of honor stood neatly on both sides, and beside him was Nonali, who was responsible for guarding E. Palenque.

Hearing the sound, Antoine walked out of the carriage, his golden eyes filled with contempt as always, and he waved his hands gently as if responding to an annoying insect.

Feldra's smile froze obviously, but returned to normal soon.

"You are worthy of being the prince of the Yongsai Empire. You are called the son of gold, but you are far more dazzling and charming than gold. I am afraid that no noble lady can resist your charm." Feldra replied with a smile.

"I don't need your reminder of my charm. Are you Tobias' financial officer?" Antoine looked at him.

"It's true." Feldra raised his chest slightly. Apart from his status as a marquis, this was something he could be proud of.

"That's really strange. For a person like you, who is so swaying around others, the territory's finances can actually remain normal?" Antoine tilted his head, his golden eyes full of doubt.

Feldera's face completely froze. He could feel that Antoine was deliberately irritating him, but under this naked verbal insult, no matter how well-behaved he was, he couldn't help but feel angry.

He did not reveal his anger and still suppressed it, but his words were no longer cordial.

"The Grand Duke has arranged the residence and dinner."

"I already have a place to live, and I'm not used to dirty places."

Antoine continued to anger Feldera with words, and he did not save any face.

"I think His Highness must have misunderstood something. The Embassy is not a dirty place, right? Eighty-eight servants clean it every day, and hundreds of carefully selected maids are available around the clock. Even the Marquis of the Country of Scarlet

, they don’t get this kind of treatment.”

"Sorry..." Antoine sighed.

Feldra was stunned, "What did you say?"

I was more surprised by Antoine's apology, a arrogant and annoying guy, what was he apologizing for?

"I didn't expect that the marquis in your country would only have this kind of treatment? In the Yonsai Empire, even the earls far exceed this level. You... are really poor." Antoine snapped his fingers.

The vast team carried a house.

The huge house was completely filled in, creating a dream house made of gold and gems. Even the daily utensils inside were made of gold.

But perhaps what is more exaggerated is not the exposed wealth, but the people responsible for carrying the house. There are twelve people in total. Except for eight fourth-level warriors, the people carrying the corners are all fifth-level warriors.

.

In E. Palenque, a fifth-level warrior who is good enough to serve as a general is only used to carry houses?

It can no longer be described as luxury.

Of course, the information revealed is also very exaggerated.

The person responsible for carrying the house cannot be a guard, which means there are other more powerful people in the team.

Feldra slowly suppressed his surprise.

"The power of the Yongsai Empire is really impressive." He sighed sincerely, "I hope there will be more opportunities for cooperation, whether it is with Duke Tobias Ridge or my family."

Feilara is more like a qualified businessman than a qualified nobleman, and the dissatisfaction and anger on his face have completely disappeared.

"I don't want to trade with poor people," Antoine expressed.

Feldra smiled and said nothing. In comparison, he was really considered poor.

"Roar..."

A grumpy voice.

"Dragon...?" Feldra frowned, but involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Don't be nervous, this is a dragon we caught on the road." Antoine waved his hand.

A dragon imprisoned in an iron prison was slowly pushed out of the mighty team, with iron chains wrapped around its body. It was about six meters tall and could be considered a giant dragon for humans.

"He is my pet..." Antoine said.

His hand rested on the edge of the iron prison, and the violent dragon's sharp mouth chewed directly against the edge.

The huge body hit the iron prison, and the magic pattern lit up, blocking the giant dragon back.

Antoine retracted his hand calmly and shook his head with some disappointment, "But it's not tamed yet... What a pity. You should not resist me even though you are so cute."

The magic ring surrounding his hand began to activate, and the shackles on the dragon began to tighten continuously. Under the pain, the dragon let out a wail, and it took a few minutes before he succumbed and lay down on his body.

"I'm telling you a joke..." Antoine glanced at Feldera and said.

"You are too modest." Feldra twitched the corners of her mouth.

"Yes...I heard that your army was wiped out by a giant dragon? It sounds like a joke." Antoine made a mocking sound.

"This is a rumor." Feldela's face slowly returned to calmness, "But there is indeed a very ferocious dragon, Joel Starla Igukuno, as the people in the territory call him. If possible, Your Highness can

Destroy him?"

Antoine smiled coldly, "If I have the chance, I will think about it. What I do depends on my mood."

"Don't you have dragon-slaying warriors? Why can't you call on them? That badge is just a decoration."
Chapter completed!