"He obviously said it sincerely, but why did he try to win over people's hearts when he came to you? Can't you just let us poor people who have experienced suffering in the past be moved for a while?"

Even Wen Leina, a high elf, echoed with red eyes:

"Although my sister and I have cursed the king of Cormyr countless times, at least today, I think this king did a pretty good job."

Levi, who was wearing a blue arcanist robe, raised his hands as if surrendering, stood up with a bitter smile, and said:

"Okay, okay, what you said makes sense. I'm going to judge the virtuous king with the heart of a young dragon, okay?"

Behind him, Hotz, Fischer and the other people from the North laughed heartlessly.

Then Li Wei slowly walked to the castle wall at the signal of Assan III, faced everyone and said with a loud smile:

"His Majesty the King has already said most of what I want to say, so I won't go into details."

There was a sudden burst of good-natured laughter in the city.

Then Levi's expression became serious:

"As the lord of Zeelandia, I would like to congratulate and welcome you on your regained freedom.

"You are welcome to come to the Northland, to our Zeelandia, to Minas Tirith to be guests and settle down at any time."

As a result, as soon as Li Wei finished this shortest celebration speech, an excited half-elf turned his hands into a trumpet and shouted:

"Your Majesty Levis, I heard that all half-elves in Zeelandia can volunteer to join your order of battle nuns, and all battle nuns are your brides? Is this true?"

Fisher and all the other heartless subordinates laughed like fools on the spot. The Jackal Commander even made a gap in the corner of the table without paying attention. After noticing four murderous arrows coming from the metal structure,

After staring, they quickly lowered their heads to save the dog's life.

Before Levi, who covered his face with his hands, could answer, a group of half-elves started to shout shyly:

"Your Majesty Levi! We are going to lay dragon eggs for you! Yeah!!!"

Then the whole square suddenly fell into a sea of ​​joyful laughter.

Even the old and disrespectful King Yasan III on the side couldn't help but laughed and said:

"Your Excellency Levi is really popular with girls. He is already half as handsome as I was when I was young."

Levi wanted to kill this shameless old man on the spot, but then he thought about the appearance of the Cormyr prince Altais. The old king in front of him might have really been a cruel handsome man when he was young.

But considering Cormyr's population of tens of millions, the words of this old king who has half of his feet in the coffin can be considered modest.

Seeing that he was unable to refute, Li Wei could only smile and boast:

"How can I compare with you? Your Majesty is so loved by the people here, but I can't compare with you."

But after hearing these words, Assan IV said with some regret:

"It would be great if that kid from Altais was here. Your great gift should have been the best opportunity I could give him before I abdicated.

"What a shame."

Li Wei denied it and said:

"No, I always believe that what others give you is not as good as what you strive for.

"When that kid from Altais returns home with victory, I think the fame and cohesion he will gain by then will not be lower than what he has gained today."

Moreover, in Li Wei's view, with Altais' combat power combined with an army of 30,000, it should be easy to wipe out an orc tribe that had escaped from their northern territory.

For more than half a century, ever since Droru's unexpected orc retinue guarded the Spine of the World, the Northland has not suffered large-scale intrusion from orcs for a long, long time.

Being able to be pressed against the snow-capped mountains by Droru and his sons, there should not be much of a threat at all.

The old king then showed a pleased smile:

"That's right, I received his reply yesterday.

"In his letter, he expressed his gratitude to Your Excellency for all the changes you have brought to us in Cormyr.

"Liberating the half-elf slaves throughout the territory has also been the long-cherished wish of that kind-hearted child.

"By the way, he said that their consultation with the orc tribe in the Stormhorn Mountains went smoothly and has come to an end.

"Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow, we will wait until he returns in triumph.

"At that time, I can safely entrust this throne and this country into his hands.

"I just don't know. Will we have the honor to invite you all to come and watch the ceremony?"

Li Wei thought about his recent itinerary and said:

"According to the original plan of the Territory Mage Group, the portal connecting the first batch of Cormanso refugees will be launched on the outskirts of the city, and the first batch of immigration work will begin.

"At that time, I will have to go back to the territory to deal with the matters that have accumulated this month."

Then this guy's style changed:

"But after confirming the specific time, you can notify the good news through the half-elf. It will be quite convenient for me to come to Cormyr."

Assan III immediately smiled and said:

"Then I'll wait for your arrival in advance, cough cough."

But halfway through the sentence, the old king coughed in pain.

"Definitely." Li Wei nodded, and then gently patted the old king on the back.

It was only then that the old king, who had taken care of everything, took a leisurely look at the Stormhorn Mountains in the north.

He didn't say anything, but Li Wei knew that after more than a month, this old father began to

Miss his son

He has already taken care of everything for the other party.

Just wait for Altais to return in triumph.

At that time, it will be just like what he said as a first-time father when the proud son of heaven was born thirty years ago:

"One day, my life will come to an end."

"And you will be crowned king!"

Within the Stormhorn Mountains.

"Ahem, why is there such a powerful demon here?

"I must escape and report this important information to my father."

The much-anticipated Prince Cormyr was knocked away by a claw during a battle with a huge demon. He was thrown into the ice-covered rock wall and fell slumped, coughing out a pool of condensation in pain.

Blocks of blood.

His luck is really bad.

Originally, according to his regular letters to the capital at the foot of the mountain, their initial progress was going smoothly.

But just when they thought they had wiped out the main force of the orc tribe and were about to return to the royal capital, they were ambushed by another orc tribe.

What is even more desperate is that a powerful demon that looks like a frost giant has appeared among these orcs.

That huge demon was so terrifying. With just one strike, it triggered massive avalanches on both sides of the valley. The 30,000-strong army he led suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

In order to give the troops time to regroup, he resolutely lured the demon away alone and fought fiercely all the way deep in the snowy mountains.

But even if he is as powerful as him, he is still no match for that demon.

What's even more troublesome is that the sword that has been passed down by the Obeschier royal family for thousands of years actually broke with a 'ding' sound due to the continuous confrontation with the devil.

But even so, he did not despair, but led the devil to flee towards the source of the Asaba River.

He still remembered what his best friend once said:

"Devils are afraid of water. Due to their reverence for the River Styx, they will not take the initiative to enter any river or lake."

This is also the only hope that guides him to survive.

But the previous blow had seriously injured him, and even the energy of the Holy Light could not be restored to its original state.

He tried to pray for a response from the "Three Holy Light Gods" he believed in, but as always there was no response.

Especially the God of Justice and the God of Suffering, who has not answered his prayers since thirty years ago.

Altais had heard about the evil catastrophe that occurred in the Moon-Sea War, and also knew that these two respectable gods might no longer be able to answer the prayers of their believers.

As for the only remaining guardian god, Heim, his response cycle has become longer and longer since the undead disaster broke out.

Altais can also understand Heim's difficulties.

He is so busy

"I can only rely on myself"

Altais thought so.

Just as the frost giant demon struck him again with roaring footsteps, the cold wind in the valley blew up the frost giant's hair, revealing the rune broadsword hidden under his ribs.

At that moment, Altais felt as if he had received the grace and guidance of the gods.

"This must be a soldier from the previous battle who will have done his unfinished business!
To be continued...