The Kingdom of Irvi is a country that is not large but has a long history. From the founding of the country to this generation, the kings have been in the 32nd generation. It is quite rare for a family of rulers to continue for so many generations. Naturally, there are unknown means in this. Although half of the entire country is located in the mountains, it does not mean that it is a closed country. In addition to supplying the country's population, there is also a surplus part of the surplus that can be exported.

Every time Crodia comes here, she can't help but praise the king for the country. Although half of them are compliments, half are the truth. This time she talks with the king about this matter without exception. However, the king is still quite worried. At least when the country is facing a crisis, there are still quite a few people who only care about protecting their own interests, which makes him very worried, although he can't help but consider his own private affairs.

As soon as the court retreated these days, the king called Crodia and Silava to walk and chat in the flower courtyard together. On the circular corridor made of white ivory stones, the wisteria flowers hanging like waterfalls exuded a faint fragrance. When the wind blew, purple petals were flying all over the sky. The gardener was pruning the branches and leaves of various flowers and plants. When he saw the king stopping the salute in his hand, he then picked up the tools and became busy.

"Amun, you are doing this again!" the king frowned and shouted at his young son.

Amon *Erve jumped away from the somewhat disheveled maid on the side in a panic and said, "Yes, sorry, my father, I, I will never do such a thing again!" He ran away.

The pretty sweet-looking maid was tidying her clothes with a red face while waiting for the king's bearded scolding. Unexpectedly, the king just waved his hand to ask her to retreat.

When the maid walked away, the king rubbed his chest and complained, "This kid is still so unsophisticated. He is addicted to women all day long, and his other two daughters are not motivated either. Oh... By the way, Silava, what are you thinking about in the matter you told you last time?"

Silava saluted and said, "Your Highness, the eldest daughter of the emperor, is quite outstanding, so we are naturally willing. When Huiyao comes back next time, I will ask him to agree to this marriage."

The king nodded with satisfaction: "This is the best. I'll trouble you."

"But forgive me for talking too much. I am not trying to break up this happy event, but I just feel that it is necessary to let Lord Silawa know about this. It seems that the son has someone he likes." Crodia, who was still concerned about what he noticed two days ago, interrupted inappropriately.

Duke Silava glared at him: "What?!"

"Ahhh, Father, you are indeed here!" Just as Silava wanted to say something, he suddenly heard a noise not far away, and then the eldest prince Pashu Ervi hurriedly walked over.

The king said calmly: "Is anyone arguing again?"

Although Pashu looked a little anxious, he saluted Silava and Crodia and then replied: "It's almost the same, Father, come with me quickly, or things will really get a big deal."

Several people walked out of the garden quickly, walked around the palace, and surrounded many people in the fountain square in front of the palace.

"What are you doing again? Really, no one saves me any trouble!" The king roared in anger, and he was not breathing evenly and coughed violently. When everyone saw the king coming, they lowered their heads to make way.

I saw a few people in the crowd tore up, and there were several guards who came forward to stop them. Although Crodia did not know them, it was obvious from her clothes that they were either nobles or people of a certain status. However, at this time they were all untidy and got up from the ground in a mess.

Crodia held back her laughter and looked at the embarrassing look that the king wanted to get angry but couldn't express it. This was the first time he saw someone so angry.

"What kind of morality is it for you to fight in public here! It's really a corrupt atmosphere and lose face! Don't you get back!" The king shouted in anger, and then there was another violent cough. Pashu helped the king sit by the pool of the fountain, put a coat on him and patted his back to make it better.

When the others were separated, Pashu said with a sorry face: "I will make you laugh." Then he helped the king back to the bedroom.

Silava shrugged helplessly: "It really makes you laugh. In recent times, this kind of thing has been the norm. No matter where you are, you can argue and even develop into physical conflicts. This kind of thing is really embarrassing. Oh, by the way, let me tell you one more thing, don't say it was me."

Crodia's curiosity was ticked up: "What?"

Silava lowered her voice and said in Crodia's ear: "To be honest, the devils have taken action recently. They sent people to the court openly and said they were negotiating. In fact, they didn't know what they were planning behind their backs. Their envoys are still living in the palace because both sides have not agreed to it. They just stayed in the room for most of the day and didn't see anyone. Oh, by the way, they live next to you. I think someone made this arrangement on purpose."

"This is really bad." Crodia couldn't help but worry when she thought of a demon living beside her. The two of them talked about other topics before they left.

Crodia had just returned to the guest room area and saw a teacher who came together hurriedly coming towards him: "Sir, you are here!"

"Is there anything wrong?" Crodia looked at the teacher who was rubbing her forehead with a handkerchief.

"Actually, it's nothing. I just don't know how the students are doing now, so everyone discussed and contacted them, but the only ones with communicators on them are you and that Miss Binglu, so..." The teacher continued to explain his purpose while wiping his sweat.
Chapter completed!