The Lord is Addicted in Infrastructure

The royal city of the Saint Ailuo Empire is on the east side of Mount Bol. It is not close to the port of the Aibutin River or other main roads of transportation into the empire from the outside.

It usually takes a certain distance to enter the city from the main road of Buluo.

The alchemist-physician exchange meeting is a grand event held every five years, and every time there are countless unexpected things on display, attracting competition from various countries.

This is not just a competition for things but also competition for talent.

Therefore, before the exchange meeting starts, there will be nobles and even kings of various small countries entering the royal city of the Saint Airo Empire one after another.

Afterwards, the King’s youngest son, Prince Khaxiu, arranged to live in the Sheli Guild Hall.

During this period, the royal city of the empire was very lively almost every day, and the cold in winter could not resist the spontaneous gathering of people-whenever a long train line entered the city, it would attract many people to watch.

They like to discuss the conspicuous emblem on the carriage.

Until the convoy enters the range of the Sheli Hall.

——The civilians and slaves stopped, but the nobles would stand not far away with restraint, watching the people in the carriage come down into the luxurious and splendid guild hall.

The undefeated sacred flower Berlanka that blooms throughout the seasons is decorated on the door of the hall, which represents respect.

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Shamel had been out for a few days with the housekeeper and the maid, Melly.

She was standing not far from the Sheli Guild Hall, watching the kings or nobles outside the Saint Airo Empire constantly living in the Guild Hall.

Of course, she also saw Prince Khashoggi who was in charge of the reception.

The youngest son of His Majesty the King was just fourteen years old and he was an adult. At the request of the queen, the king sent him to take charge of such an important but not very important reception task.

The queen gave birth to three sons, a princess, and her status was consolidated. The king paid much attention to what she said.

This is what the Marquis of Gary told Shamel himself, and Shamel remembered it in his heart.

Shamel has been very excited and happy these days.

She was like a happy bird traveling through the streets of Wangcheng, and finally stopped near the Sheli Guild Hall.

She saw Prince Khashoggi, with brown hair and blue eyes, and a handsome appearance. He heard that he looked very much like His Majesty the King and was the queen's favorite young son. Even the princess couldn't compare with him.

Prince Khashoggi would stand at the gate of the hall every day, with a decent smile on his proud face to receive distinguished guests.

Shamel also saw clearly what her father said, the Grand Duke of Archiayoli and Archibald Cavendish-the irresistible charm of adults made her blush and heartbeat even from a distance. .

She thought, it wasn't just her.

When these two came to the Sheli Guild Hall, the noble ladies wandering around the Guild Hall began to quietly rise.

However, neither Cavendish nor the Grand Duke came out of the hall much later, and Shamel could find disappointment flashes on the faces of many women or girls.

Shamel patted her face, wondering if she was like this.

On this day, she was standing at the end of the main road of Buluo, behind her was the housekeeper and the maid Meili, the crowd was crowded, and all kinds of noisy sounds were constantly in her ears.

——Most people are talking about the Desinian lord.

Shamel couldn't help but look forward to and excited. A few days ago, news came from the port, and today is the day when the Desinian lord arrived in the royal city.

"I heard that the Desinian lord has an entire animal legion. The black and white cavalry's flag uses two big tigers as a pattern emblem, which can scare the enemy!"

"What's more, this lord also has a very, very big eagle, white and flying fast... A pair of sharp claws can grab an adult, do you remember the battle of Gandamia Grand Canyon many years ago? ?"

Shamel couldn't help but follow the voice to see-found that two men dressed as aristocrats were talking about the battle that led to the destruction of the country.

This is also one of the stories she heard from her father, the Marquis of Gary.

At that time, my father still praised the Desinian lord, but now...

The women on the other side gathered together, chatting about the new cosmetics and clothing from the Thorns Chamber of Commerce, and soon talked about Desinia’s age and appearance.

Shamel's hand was tucked in the cloak, and she still held a book of stories about the gods in her hand. She moved to that side involuntarily now, and her ears sounded red.

A mature woman covered her mouth with a feather fan and said: "Although the Desinian lord is young and attractive, he is really too young."

"One is just about to reach adulthood... Oh, I can't even call him a man, he is still a teenager, maybe he doesn't understand the beauty of women."

The words of the mature women made all the women around them laugh, and the curvature of their mouths seemed to hide deep meaning, which made people very embarrassed.

The young girl's face flushed, not sure if she was blushed by the cold wind.

A young girl whispered in a voice that was almost unintelligible: "It is said that he is like a rose waiting to bloom, wantonly among the thorns..."

"Oh my God, don't look at me like that, I didn't say these things..."

The girl couldn't bear to cover her hot cheeks under the eyes of others before she finished speaking.

Her friend pushed her and urged: "Who said that?"

"Who compares the Lord Desinia to a rose, is he too charming?"

The girl put down a little finger and continued with bright eyes: "It's my uncle, Marquis Richard."

"Do you still remember that he went to Desinia a few years ago and asked this lord to treat his condition."

When the girl said this, the others remembered.

After returning to the Empire, the Marquis Richard has always praised many things about the Territory of Desinia, especially Wesas, the administrative center city.

The marquis said that Wessas was the cleanest city he had ever seen.

At that time, many people disagreed.

The Marquis Richard once mentioned to His Majesty the king about improving the environment of the royal city, but this matter was not followed up. Obviously, the king didn't pay much attention to it.

There was great enthusiasm in the girl's tone: "Uncle Richard said that the Desinian Lord is the person who makes him feel incredible."

"Except for him, no one can be worthy of the glory of the Bramble Rose family."

The previously mature woman gently lifted the girl's chin with a fan, and smiled: "So, do you want to personally pick this rose surrounded by thorns?"

"Don't be afraid of getting your hands."

Perhaps it was the woman's tone that made the girl feel dissatisfied, so her face sank slightly.

She slapped the woman's delicate down fan with her hand: "Avril Lavigne, it's up to you if I don't touch my hands!"

"You an old woman don't think that the Desinian lord can see you?!"

Avril Lavigne withdrew the fan without change, seemingly not paying attention to the girl's words.

She is a famous socialite in the Imperial City. She is gorgeous and beautiful. She is sought after by many men. The girl’s uncle, Marquis Richard, has an ambiguous relationship with each other.

Her red lips curled up, and she confided a snake's letter like a charming snake: "What's impossible."

"Perhaps this lord likes a mature woman like me. Teenagers are always passionate and impulsive. After he has tasted the taste of women, will he still be fancying dry..."

Avril Lavigne covered her face with a fan and smiled, and her deep brows and eyes outlined with charcoal fell on the girl like a mockery. It was self-evident who she was referring to.

The girl was obviously very annoyed by Avril's words, her lips trembled and she uttered a shameless sentence, and someone next to her took her arm to make her stop impulsive.

Shamel blushed and walked and stood in the opposite direction.

At this moment the crowd boiled and became lively.

-Drive into a long convoy on the main road of Buluo.

Lord Desinia has arrived.

"Ah!" Shamel exclaimed shortly, covering her mouth with her hand.

She was immediately guarded by the housekeeper and maid Mei Li, who also screamed, or held her arms back and forth, and there were many people around them doing the same actions.

The crowd continued to retreat away.

In a short while, the Buluo Main Road, which was originally crowded, was instantly cleared, leaving a large open space in the middle, and no one wanted to step forward again.

Because it is very life-threatening.

——Although I have heard that there are many large ferocious beasts around the Lord of Desinia, it is the same thing.

It's another matter when they see it with their own eyes.

No one can endure the fear that keeps surging in his heart after seeing a beast with his own eyes and make an action that does not retreat.

Especially when these large beasts are not restrained and walk freely on the streets-their huge bodies, sharp claws, and breathtaking breath... are all frightening.

People are afraid that these beasts will rush into the crowd uncontrollably and bite...

Creation God is on! this is too scary.

Shamel's pink eyes opened wide.

She was a little excited, and couldn't help but grasp the story book in her hand, unblinkingly watching the beasts walking at the front of the team-tigers, lions, black panthers... Oh there is a half-sized white wolf...

She looked at this white wolf, which was smaller than the other beasts.

Maybe he didn't like the crowd that was still lively and noisy even though they were retreating and staying away. The White Wolf didn't go far before turning around and jumping into the cavalry guard in front of him. The obvious figure shuttled past.

The imposing cavalry team did not become turbulent because of the existence of the white wolf.

They didn't even change the pace of their walking, they were calm.

The black and white cavalry were lined up on both sides, with helmets covering their faces and armor covering their bodies, holding a spear in one hand, and their paces were so neat that even the streets were shaking.

Shamel heard many people gasping for it.

Her heart was beating fast.

She saw the white wolf passing through two cavalry commanders on horses.

Then suddenly jumped on the luxurious carriage that was driving in the center-this carriage was of a style she had never seen before, tall and beautiful, with small doors on the front and sides.

The coachman calmly lifted the curtain of the small door in front of him, and the white wolf slightly lowered his body and got in.

That must be the carriage of the Desinian lord!

Shamel couldn't help covering her chest, which was about to jump out, with joy and disappointment. She was delighted that she finally found the place of the Desinian lord, but was disappointed that there was no one who saw him in person for the first time.

But it doesn't matter.

Shamel comforted herself.

She can follow the cavalry team to the gate of the Shari Guild Hall, and by then, she can see Prince Khaxu when he is receiving the Desinian lord.

Many people have the same idea.

Shamel followed the team and walked forward.

She was wrapped tightly in a cloak, and her face was half hidden. The housekeeper and maid guarded her around to be careful that she would not fall over by the crowd.

Finally, the Sheli Guild Hall appeared in front of him.

Prince Khashogh stood by the door decorated with the flowers of Belranca, his face was mixed with politeness, smile, stiffness, and frightened fright.

Facing the approaching beast, he took two steps back, but his heels knocked on the steps and almost fell. Fortunately, he was helped by the knight behind him.

But then his face became harder to look.

The Desinian cavalry team stopped at this time.

The beast at the forefront also stopped and yawned boredly, with sharp teeth and scarlet tongues showing through its wide open mouth.

Shamel heard the crowd exclaiming again.

And Prince Khashoggi's face was pale and stiff—like a drawing board with dried paint, Shamel thought.

The soldiers stood on both sides, and the coachman got out of the car at this time, respectfully opened the side door and raised the curtain...

Shamel couldn't help but stand on tiptoe.

She first saw the white wolf who got into the carriage before getting out of the carriage with a black and white cub in her mouth.

The cub yelled, and the immature voice was a little different in the noisy street.

The white wolf immediately dangled the cub and came to the middle of a group of beasts. After being put down, the cub wanted to run away, and was immediately held down by the big golden lion, as if rubbing it against the cub's fleshy body. same.

After taking a few glances, Shami couldn't help but cast his eyes on the carriage again.

The person she had always wanted to see finally appeared—the white stiff blouse with a buckle, the badge of thorns rose on the right chest, and the belt stretched out a thin waist.

The bottom is black trousers and black boots. The legs are slender and the body is tall.

He has very soft black hair, a few strands randomly scattered on his forehead, and a pair of caramel-sweet eyes. He wears a pair of gold round single-sided glasses on his left eye.

The same golden chain hangs on the shoulders and chest...

Shamel could not describe words.

Her legs trembled slightly, her heels forced to put down, her heartbeat almost jumped into her throat, her ears buzzed, and even the nearest Meili could not hear what she was saying.

At this moment, a white cub poked its head out of the black cloak worn by the Desinian lord, followed by a small body and a big fluffy tail...

It turned out that it had been held by the Desinian lord with one hand on his arm, and only then did he tilt his head and look around curiously.

Shamel saw Lord Desinia stroke the little head of the cub with his slender and white hand, and then walked step by step to Prince Khasho who was receiving him at the door.

Shamel stared at him in a daze, and the tips of his ears hidden in the cloak were almost smoking.

She heard the girl whispered before—"Uncle is right...He is really like a blooming rose, beautiful and charming..."