"Of course, I have just been spreading some common sense to Duke Thales that, um, he should know at his age."

common sense?

Thales sighed and turned away silently.

"Common sense?" Sure enough, Lord Mallos narrowed his eyes, and Glover next to him snorted unceremoniously.

"Exactly."

Doyle turned to Taylor unashamedly:

"Geographical knowledge."

"Regarding the administrative division of Yongxing City, sir, as we just said, Hongfang Street is adjacent to Linhe Street and separates Xihuan District and Xiacheng District..."

Marius and Glover looked at each other, one smiling lightly and the other disdainful.

And Thales could only look at Doyle in amazement, with endless admiration in his heart.

A few minutes later, Thales finally took the knife and fork and was able to eat, while Mallos and others left silently, leaving Gilbert looking at the prince with relief.

"I'm glad to see you and Danny chatting happily, Your Majesty."

Thales smiled helplessly and chopped it off without mercy, destroying the flawlessly arranged main meal that could be called art.

"I don't have any other choice, right?"

Gilbert laughed heartily:

"Relax, Your Highness."

"Whether Marius, Glover or Doyle, they are all from the 'Seven Pages' and are not ordinary local nobles. Your father believes in them."

Thales forked a piece of meat and hummed:

"Seven servants?"

Gilbert nodded.

"During the final battle, King Fuxing had seven followers by his side. The minstrels collectively called them the 'Seven Servants of the Brilliant Star'."

The Foreign Secretary once again adopted the tone of telling a story. Although it was not as exciting and fascinating as Putilai's, it was better than telling a story in a straightforward and straightforward manner.

"After the founding of the country, they took root in the Central Territory, were awarded titles ranging from viscount to baron, and became direct vassals in the king's territory, and their family also became a powerful supporter of the Bright Star Royal Family."

"Six hundred years have passed. Although times have changed and members have changed, in each era, the closest and trusted vassals of Canxing are still called the 'Seven Attendants of Canxing' according to custom. Although sometimes it is more, sometimes it is less.

this number."

"In addition to the six wealthy families and the thirteen famous families, the Seven Shining Stars are also regular members of the royal guard, especially in the past hundred years."

In the past hundred years...

Thales chewed on the word.

"In terms of status and influence, they may not be as good as the Nineteen Nobles, but in terms of their help and significance to your family's rule, the Seven Waiters are definitely better."

Gilbert said seriously:

"So, maintain the relationship with your direct vassals..."

But the prince interrupted him.

"What about a hundred years ago?"

Gilbert's eyes moved.

Thales bit into a piece of steak:

"The Duke of Xihuang told me that he had an uncle who served in the royal guard a long time ago and even helped my grandfather ascend the throne."

Thales swallowed a mouthful and stared at the chopped steak in front of him:

"So, Gilbert."

"When did the members of the six wealthy families and the thirteen noble families gradually disappear from the king's most trusted bodyguards and from the royal guard?"

Porch outside the hall.

"How about it?"

Watchman Marius strolled forward with his hands behind his back, while Doyle followed slowly behind him.

Doyle shook his head, looking calm.

"have no idea."

"It's not as magical and genius as people say. To a certain extent, it's still a bit... dull?"

Mallos hummed a rising tone from his nose:

"Stupid?"

"How to say?"

Doyle glanced behind him and twitched the corner of his mouth:

"He is gullible and unsuspecting."

"I just casually said a few words about remembering the past. Our Duke of Star Lake..."

He shrugged and smiled lightly:

"In just a short while, I almost touched his whole body. And the dagger in his arms couldn't protect him at all. I could break his neck in a few seconds."

"I wonder how he survived the Yankees who were killing him?"

Mallos's expression remained unchanged and he hummed.

"real?"

Doyle breathed a sigh of relief and narrowed his eyes:

"Let me put it this way, if that is a princess..."

There was a joke in his eyes:

"At this moment...she is already blushing, lying in my arms and meowing like a cat."

Mallos frowned.

Doyle remembered something and smiled: "Of course, if he is really a girl, then his character is quite cute."

Mallos exhaled.

"You just don't want to stop, do you?"

"Is there any innocent girl in the capital who has not been harmed by you?"

Doyle whistled and rolled his eyes:

"Well, there are still a few of them."

Mallos curled his lips.

"Go back to your post," the watchman's expression returned to calmness, and his tone became serious:

"Also, stop playing. What you are protecting is..."

Doyle raised his hand.

"Of course, of course, don't worry," the blond guard officer laughed playfully, turned and left:

"I know, I know how important he is, Duke of Star Lake."

"Both for the royal family and for us."

Doyle's figure gradually faded away.

Mallos stopped.

He turned around and looked at Doyle's retreating back.

"No."

Mallos' expression remained unchanged, but he slowly shook his head and whispered:

"About how important he is."

"I am oblivious."

The watchman snorted softly, with a hint of disapproval in his tone:
Chapter completed!