"Captain of the Guard, Lord Adrian."

I saw Doyle's face was smug:

"His qualifications are enough to crush everyone else in the Guard, and he is a witness to glory and destruction."

Qualifications?

Glory and destruction?

Thales was slightly puzzled.

Glover nodded and looked at the direction Adrian left with a serious expression:

"It is said that the captain witnessed the Year of Blood, and was the only one to survive that legendary royal guard... an old member of the guard."

Witnessed the Year of Blood...

Thales's face changed slightly.

"You mean, my grandfather's...former royal guard?"

Doyle took a deep breath and nodded with longing.

Thinking of the prisoners in the Prison of Bones, Thales couldn't help but be shocked:

"Adrian...he survived the Blood Year? How did he do it?"

Glover shrugged.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty the Duke," D.D sighed and spread his hands:

"You just asked about the third number in the 'Top Ten Unsolved Mysteries of the Royal Guards'."

Thales was stunned and speechless.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the iron gate.

"No, no, no, this place is closed today... Even if you are a noble, you can't..."

The three people's attention was attracted. Doyle walked towards the iron gate, followed closely by Glover.

Curious, Thales also wanted to step forward, but Glover pushed him behind him and blocked him firmly.

"What happened?" Doyle called to a Bright Star private soldier outside the iron gate.

The soldier turned around and pointed angrily at a man in the distance who was stopped by several soldiers:

"Master Guard, this guy wants to break in... He said he is a noble, otherwise we would have..."

Doyle squinted his eyes and saw the man who was stopped clearly.

His eyes immediately enlarged.

"Wait a minute, I know him..."

Doyle stared blankly at the man waving to him outside the door:

"why you?"

The man outside the door struggled to break away from the soldiers' oppression and straightened his clothes. He was equally surprised when he saw Doyle:

"Hey, that's what I'm asking, D.D. Why is it you?"

Doyle's expression darkened:

"Nonsense, I am a royal guard... No, no, no, I asked you first: Why is it you?"

The man outside the door blinked and looked around, seemingly puzzled:

"That's it...it's me!"

Behind Glover, Thales, who heard the inexplicable conversation between the two sides, chuckled.

Glover looked at him strangely.

"Nothing, just..." Thales waved his hand apologetically:

"I'm reminded of a joke told by Northlanders: 'Why is it you?'"

Thales couldn't help laughing again.

Not understanding, Glover's expression became even more strange.

Outside the door, the dancing and incomprehensible conversation between Doyle and the uninvited guest continued:

"You're here to do what?"

The guest touched his head:

"I... asked for leave in advance today. I came here just to see the prince - ah no, he is the Duke now... I heard that he is back today..."

Doyle shook his head:

"No, nobles need to make an appointment before visiting..."

But D.D reacted:

"Wait a minute, how do you know that the prince is back today, and how do you know that he is a duke..."

"Oh, my crow is faster... Okay, get out of the way, don't block me from seeing him..."

"No, how do you know he is here..."

"Have you forgotten? When you sent the prince here today, we were responsible for clearing the way..."

"No, no, no, just wait...I mean, in what capacity and what qualifications do you have to come here to visit the prince..."

"Are you kidding? At my age, I am the only promising young man in our hall who holds the title of Lord..."

"Lord Royal? You mean you got the title of playboy because you have strong connections, a strong background, and a good father?"

"Bah, get lost! I am knighted, of course because of my merits to the kingdom!"

"Achievement...you mean, catching thieves on the street?"

"I'm arresting you...it was clearly six years ago when I went on a heroic expedition to defend the kingdom from war!"

"Hey, let's see how long you keep bragging..."

"Let me tell you, D.D., you are jealous of Hong Guoguo. You are jealous because you can't get ahead..."

"Bah, you, a person who has been single for more than 20 years, do you still have the face..."

Behind the iron gate, Glover held his head in shame.

Obviously, the negotiation between Doyle and the man outside the door will not end for a while, and the surrounding Bright Star private soldiers who are tired of hearing have already returned to their posts.

But Thales heard something.

"Doyle?"

Regardless of Glover's expression, Duke Xinghu decisively stepped over the former and reminded loudly:

"Doyle!"

In front of the iron gate, Doyle, who was arguing endlessly, finally came to his senses and remembered his responsibilities. He quickly turned around and said with an apologetic smile:

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, to disturb you... Well, let me introduce, this is..."

Doyle turned sideways, pointed at the uninvited guest outside the door, and awkwardly shouted out a string of nouns:

"...my grandmother's brother-in-law's great-nephew."

Glover sighed again and slapped his face.

At that moment, Thales saw clearly the guest outside the door.

He was stunned.

"Well, the heir to a certain big earldom is working and vacationing in the royal capital..."

Doyle smiled dryly and gave the person's name:

"Cohen Karabyan."

Thales stared blankly at the man outside the door.

"Hey, eh, eh, Your Highness! Do you still remember me? I am the one...the one...who eats more fruits and liver..."

Outside the iron gate, the tall security officer Cohen looked at the much grown-up Thales in surprise, then pointed at himself, showing his big white teeth, and gave a silly smile that said, "It's me."

Doyle looked at Cohen in horror as he tried to wave, and coughed awkwardly.

"By the way, Your Highness."

Not noticing anything strange about his master, Doyle lowered his voice and put his head next to Thales' ear:

"The nobles in the royal capital are spreading rumors... about this guy..."

Doyle pointed at Cohen who couldn't help but smile and wave, nodded his head covertly, and whispered confidently:
Chapter completed!