Chapter 1133 The Guest's Thoughts

The Phoenix Guards that appeared in Sartosa were a surprise to people.

These chosen ones were covered with fuzzy particles, forming an insurmountable wall, guarding the secrets of the temple under the protection of Asuryan.

Each Phoenix Guard was an impeccable master of combat, with extremely exquisite martial arts and mysterious intuition, often killing the enemy leader under the halberd.

When the enemy managed to kill a Phoenix Guard, they would be cursed by Asuryan, burning all life to annihilate the evil people.

The mission of the Phoenix Guards was to protect Prince Caledor, and there was no need to ask about etiquette.

The accompanying etiquette officer met with local officials politely, discussing the importance of Sartosa to the Phoenix Court, and then turned a blind eye and did not think too much about the purge that had just happened.

This was Caledor's business, and the Phoenix Court had no right to interfere in the internal affairs of other countries.

When they arrived at the mansion, Draknir had been waiting here for a long time. He stared at Kadroin quietly, and the veins on his palms at his side gradually popped up, and the kind faces of the two elders flashed through his mind.

Kill him...

Take a few deep breaths, Draknir forcibly ignores the silent Phoenix Guards and focuses on the etiquette officer.

"Osmond, I didn't expect you to be the etiquette officer."

Osmond bowed to the prince and said, "It's my honor. Since your majesty went to Lothern... you also understand that many times the rules of the royal court are different from those of Caledor.

Except that Phyllis's words can make your majesty more pleasing to the ear, the biggest role of us etiquette officers is to receive guests from the kingdom."

The etiquette officer shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, telling the prince about the difficulties, "Your majesty, he... sometimes I can't help but wonder if he regards the royal court as a military camp.

Except for Phyllis, there is almost no truly competent maid in the entire royal court, and strictly speaking, she is not your majesty's maid."

"We have to get used to this. At least you don't have to spend every day at the banquet and have time to think about more meaningful things."

Osmond's bitter smile immediately changed after seeing Gladys, and he saluted and greeted the lady meticulously.

"Your Highness, I feel extremely honored to see your brilliance."

Gladys was a little confused. She hadn't met Osmond yet, so why did he start with such a great courtesy?

Seeing his wife's confusion, Osmond immediately touched his chest and explained, "Your Highness, I am Osmond of the Desaqua family. This time, His Majesty the Phoenix King ordered me to be the etiquette officer and be responsible for the handover with Khemri. If you need anything, please be sure to explain."

Draconil joked to his wife, "A dragon prince who has no intention of fighting was forced to become the etiquette officer of the dragon court under the mandatory order of his family. In the end, he was found to be quite good at this matter and was appointed as an important official of the royal court by his father."

Gladys, who had not changed her mentality for a while, was a little nervous when she heard that she was an important official of the royal court.

"I am Gladys, the editor-in-chief of the Lothern Seagull Newspaper..."

Hearing this, Osmond, who was originally meticulous, immediately had sparks in his eyes. He rushed to Gladys regardless of etiquette. His anxious look was euphemistically expressed under Draconil's "kind" reminder.

"No, you should call yourself the wife of Prince Caledor. I personally drafted the marriage certificate between you and His Highness. With your father's consent, you have been included in the genealogy of the Caledor family.

To be precise, your title is the wife of Prince Caledor, the mistress of the Dragon Palace, the master of the Green Breath Mountain, the protector of the Lake of Jade, the owner of the Palace of Boca Chica, the mother of Trouville... Her Highness Gladys of the Caledor family.

The titles of the owner of the Palace of Boca Chica and the mother of Trouville come from His Majesty Imrik's mother, because Princess Atila 's special status prevented her from entering the genealogy of the Caledor family, so she only has the first two titles. According to Caledor's tradition, you deserve such an honor. "

After a long list, regardless of Gladys's somewhat dull eyes, Osmond continued to explain, "And according to the will left by Prince Aidro, if His Highness Draknir inherits the throne of Terenlock, your title will also be added as follows..."

"Okay, you can shut up now." Draknir knew that his wife didn't understand these troublesome things, in fact, most of these were false names.

In terms of titles, Prince Caledor has absolutely many titles on his head. Most of the peaks in the Dragon Spine Mountains can be called protectors, but the most important ones are the descendants of dragon tamers and dragon lords.

Osmond was still a little unsatisfied, but watching His Highness say so, he finally said, "Of course, you don't need to recite these noble titles to others. This is the job of the etiquette officer..."

Gladys held her husband's arm and whispered in his ear, "Why didn't I know that marrying you would give me so many titles and that I would be named Caledor."

"You are my wife, and others can't get it if they want it."

"You are just a chatterbox."

After a little pout, Gladys signaled the two to discuss business. She would only follow her husband's steps silently and would not do anything presumptuous.

After coughing twice, Osmond said solemnly, "Your Highness, according to our prior investigation, the environment around Khemri is very bad, and there are very few living people living there. It is nominally a trip and visit, but in fact it is no different from entering the cemetery of the dead.

And the thoughts of the dead are the most difficult to guess. We need to consider the possibility that Setra suddenly attacks and orders the army to besiege."

"My suggestion is to have the Royal Navy on standby in the waters of Sartusa. If an irreversible situation occurs, let the Marine Corps immediately move towards Khemri."

"A reasonable idea, but Settra won't do that." Dracnir shook his head and rejected the suggestion. Logically speaking, an invitation from the undead with an unclear attitude will definitely make people wary.

But Settra is different. A true king will regard a promise as the highest honor. When he accepts the invitation and steps into the land of Nehekhara, it means that he has been protected by the immortal emperor.

Any accident during this period is a provocation to the King of Kings.

For the arrogant and arrogant Immortal Emperor, these vigilances would only make him more disdainful of the Phoenix King, believing that the Phoenix King did not have the magnanimity of an emperor.

Osmond, who pondered for a long time, finally changed his words.

"According to the agreement between Caledor and the Supreme Court, a professional legion is stationed in Golden Oath City. I will not overstep my authority to ask you about matters related to the military field, but please be sure to prepare the necessary guarantees.

You are our prince and the only blood descendant of the Dragon Tamer, and we cannot take this risk. "(End of chapter)