MTL - The Law of the Silent Gentleman-Chapter 78 At the same time, the world...

At the same time, Isdriel, the capital of the Kingdom of Muchania, the "City of Rocks".

Thousands of years ago, here was a thriving ancient city-state. Since the ancient tribes withdrew, the city had been vacant until human migrants occupied the deserted city. Isdriel is made of thousands of rocks, and the "Wind Howling Castle" as the royal palace is even more integrated with the mountain. It is said that when the strong wind shuttles between the doors, windows and corridors of the castle, it will emit a melodious rhythm like the sound of a flute.

Mucania was always the Grand Duchy in the era of the Second Dynasty until the fall of the empire. At that time, the Grand Duke Richard married the last princess of the Dynasty, and thus claimed to be the orthodox successor of the Second Dynasty. In addition, he annexed the surrounding territories. Crowned as king. Now that the belief in ancient gods has been revived, all the places in Fagus have converted to ancient religions. Only the country of Muchania still worships the dragon god. The "City of Thousand Rocks" Isdriel still retains a temple of the Dragon God, and the incense is very strong. Every year, the king and queen personally preside over the ceremony to show respect for the Dragon God.

There is a valley in the south of the "City of Rocks", named "Eller", which means "hunting" in the ancient imperial language, and it is indeed the royal hunting ground of Muchania. There is a royal garden in the Erel Valley for the children of the royal family to play. Now Her Majesty the Queen is pregnant, because the imperial doctor believes that the air in the valley is fresh and the scenery is beautiful, which is good for health, so Her Majesty the Queen specially moved to the Wang Family Garden to wait for delivery. The king often went to stay in the other garden when he was free from government affairs, but later he simply stayed there. It was rumored in the court that the family would not move back to Windhowling Castle until after the little prince or princess was born.

A white pigeon came by the wind and hovered over the other garden. From its angle, you can clearly see several slim figures in the Bieyuan garden. On this day the sky was clear and the stars were shining brightly, and the queen, accompanied by some ladies of the court, was walking in the garden. The noble ladies are all dressed up in fancy clothes, more gorgeous than the flowers carefully cared for by the gardener. And their queen, surrounded by stars and moons, is even more glamorous, with long golden hair hanging down to her waist, and fair skin like fine ceramics. Even loose and fat maternity clothes can't conceal her noble temperament. The ladies were chatting and laughing, someone told the latest interesting story in the palace, which made the queen smile. Her smile, like the moonlight breaking through the clouds, made the ladies around her pale in comparison.

The white dove left the garden and flew to a room with wide windows in the main building of the other garden—people called it the "royal study", and it was the place where the king handled government affairs and held secret meetings with important ministers. Of course the white dove didn't know this, and just flew into the room from memory. The man sitting at the desk writing quickly heard the sound of the white dove's wings, raised his head with joy on his face, put on his thick gloves and whistled at the white dove. The white dove sat obediently on the man's arm, cooing. The man took out a note from the wooden tube on its foot, flicked his wrist, and the white dove flew to the window sill. The man grabbed a handful of millet and threw it to the white dove. After getting the food, the white dove was immediately satisfied.

The man unfolded the note and read it roughly, with a more joyful expression on his face. He glanced out the window and saw the queen and the ladies, so he rushed out of the study, knocking away many male and female attendants, and rushed into the garden.

"His Majesty!"

When the noble ladies saw the men coming in a hurry, they all bowed their knees and saluted. The wide and gorgeous skirts swept across the ground like dahlias in full bloom.

The king waved his hands anxiously and said, "Stay back!"

The queen smiled and shook the small folding fan in her hand: "Let me and His Majesty the King be alone for a while."

The ladies nodded and said yes, and left the garden one by one. Before they left, they secretly looked at the couple, thinking to themselves that the king and queen are really affectionate couples, especially His Majesty the king, who is so infatuated with his wife, that even if they are separated for a quarter of an hour, they will feel anxious. What a happy woman the Queen is!

When there were only two people left in the garden, King Muchanya took his wife's arm and led her to a gazebo. As soon as the queen sat down firmly, the king took out the note sent by the white dove and waved it excitedly: "Good news, my dear, Marco sent good news!"

The queen covered her face with a small folding fan, and smiled shyly: "What good news?"

"Let me read it to you!" The king unfolded the note, cleared his throat, and read the words in a serious voice, "'Most noble and great majesty: it is with ecstasy that I inform you that I have found out Where is the Black Crane Boat, and I have obtained the key to open the Black Crane Boat. I have sent my confidantes to send the key back to Isdriel secretly. Next, I will continue to monitor Boniwell according to your instructions. I hope you can achieve it as soon as possible Albert. Your most loyal and humble servant, Malcol.' There are some strange numbers written below, which I cannot understand."

He handed the note to the queen.

"Your Majesty, this looks like geographic coordinates. Didn't you summon many scholars to calculate the star orbit? They must be able to solve the position of this coordinate."

"You are so clever, dear!" The king kissed his wife.

"I don't have any ingenuity. It's all thanks to Malcolm for this success. He must be rewarded for being so capable."

"I know it in my heart! Malcolm made the first contribution this time, and I will naturally give him an official title. I didn't expect things to go so smoothly! With the covenant made with Boniwell, the city-states of Jord are already in my pocket The thing in the middle, if I get the black crane boat again... sooner or later I will conquer the whole of Fagus! I will be able to achieve the feats of Omaran and Darion in a short time, and establish a brand new empire!"

He took the queen's hands and kissed them affectionately: "At that time, you will be the first queen of the empire, and our children will inherit the throne of the world!"

The queen was moved to tears by his rhetoric: "I sincerely hope that day will come soon!"

In the study, the white pigeons had enough to eat and drink, and they flapped their wings and flew to the pigeon cage on the roof. It heard a series of familiar calls in the air, and knew that one of its companions had also followed. Its companion greeted it in the air, and then continued to ride the wind northward, to Isdriel, the "city of rocks", to the castle where the wind sang, and to a small room in a remote location. A middle-aged man with an unrecognizable appearance was smoking a pipe in the room.

The second white pigeon landed in the lingering smoke and cooed at the man, as if asking for credit. The man touched the pigeon's little head, and took out a note from the wooden tube on its leg.

The handwriting on the note was exactly the same as the handwriting on the letter sent by the first white dove.

"To your honorable lord, please forward this letter to the sovereign master, the only legitimate ruler of Fagus.

My master, according to your order, I sent someone to deliver the key of the black crane boat to His Majesty the King. I have returned to Vanessa, and after the trouble of Boniwell has been dealt with, I will return to Isdriel to report to you.

Your humble and loyal servant, Malcol, lies at your feet. "

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