Chapter 862: royal decision
In the afternoon of the same day, Jenny Yama went to the "Crescent Moon Palace" where Princess Feisna lived, and had a secret discussion with the princess.
The two sides talked in private and no one knew what they talked about. It's just that after Jenny left, the eldest princess seemed to be in a good mood, her face that had been gloomy these days was sunny again, and her appetite, which had not been very good, also improved. Lots of stuff.
God is pitiful to see, recently, the eldest princess, who has always been a big stomach king, has almost the same food intake as ordinary people, and the waiters and close officials are worried. Now that she has finally regained her appetite, everyone is very happy.
This shows that Her Royal Highness is finally no longer troubled. Whether she has figured it out or has found a solution to the problem, in a word, for these people who surround her like stars holding the moon, she is good. Just hello everyone.
Princess Feishna has no hereditary fief, but she has her own army, the second army of the Royal Guard of the Royal Capital "Moonlight", which also has a fixed share in the national budget. Then electing her as the heir to the throne is a joke.
Only those who hold great power are eligible to become the heir to the throne.
Prince Zion also wields great power, but he wields mainly financial power. The old king is getting older, and since the illness in early August, his spirit has gradually deteriorated, and he is not far from the throne. In recent months, he first handed over to his daughter the military power of the Fourth Army of the Royal Guards of the Royal Guard, "Zhi Dian", and then handed over part of the power to appoint and remove personnel to his son. Everyone can see that he hopes balance for the time being.
This not only proves his vacillation, but also proves his confidence - whether it is financial power plus part of personnel power, or half of the four armies in the capital, it is enough to start a turmoil. He dares to hand over these powers, which means that he has the confidence to avoid the worst.
However, this can't change the attitude of the nobles who want to make trouble.
If it weren't for the commander of the "Rock", the third army of the Royal Guard, the Marquis of Alexander Weskes would not enter, accept no visits, nor attend any banquets; The deputy commander of "Chaoyang", Duke of Cleveland Trella, must have said, "Brother said...", as if incarnation of a repeater; if it weren't for the city defense officer, Prince Wospat Trella, once someone accosted someone, he would pretend to be an old man and dying. The posture... I am afraid that the situation is definitely not as calm as it is now.
But the Terrera royal family has never been very strong in the national system. Even if the three real powers in the royal capital are still, they can't help but feel their hearts float.
Of course the king and his children knew all this.
But they have nothing to do.
Their heads are on other people's necks and their mouths are on other people's faces. They can't control them.
So, when Princess Fisna broke the news that Jenny had brought her at an impromptu emergency meeting, the king and his son were shocked.
Shock, then ecstasy.
"Really?! Sister, don't make fun of me!" Prince Zion could no longer maintain his usual composure, and said with a face full of surprise, "This is no joke!"
Feisna smiled, took out a magic crystal, and played the image stored in it.
In the image, there are Count Pret Yama, Panda the Dragon Slayer, and a handsome man with bizarre eyes like a jackal. The tattooed bald head, a beautiful woman in a pink ornate silk dress - this they also know, is the head of the "Sing If You Want" song and dance troupe, the big star Ms. Semiramis.
Prett played the role of the narrator: "Let me introduce, these guys on my side, Panda and Semiramis, you must know, that handsome guy is called Seid (more than three), The big guy is named Nuoke (Long Biao)...Wait, Lao Bai, don't go!"
Where the camera can't see, there are words with a vague guttural voice: "It has nothing to do with us if you toss you. Just say hello to us when you need to contribute."
The camera turned sharply, but only saw the scene of the door being closed.
Prett's handsome face showed a little embarrassment. He coughed twice, looked at his companion, and asked, "Do you want to record it again?"
"Forget it, it's not a shameful thing anyway." The super black skin with a bald head tattoo said in a voice with a roaring echo, and it could be seen that he was not in high interest.
Prett sighed and continued to say to the camera: "Well, I'll just get down to business. Here we are, the top leaders of the 'Inhuman' organization. Except for a few who are busy with government affairs, other It's all here. The reason for recording this is to prove our attitude."
Next, he introduced the three sets of plans that the travelers came up with to help Princess Feishna.
"...We are limited in our ability and can only choose one of these three options, so if you feel that you need our help, you can only choose one of the three—of course, if you don't need help, it's fine. , that's what we said."
"Similarly, if you decide to ask us to help, please record a paragraph and give it to us in the same way. After all, everyone must have a certificate, otherwise someone may jump out and say that we interfered in other countries' internal affairs..."
In Pratt's ramble, the picture and sound disappeared.
"Do you need me to play it again?" Princess Fesna asked.
The king and his son looked at each other and shook their heads with a smile.
"No need." The king said with relief, "I can't believe it! They would actually be willing to stand up and help us solve our problems-I thought they should be people who don't care about the country."
"Even if they care about the country, they have no reason to care about our Trella." The prince shook his head again and again, his face full of puzzlement. After a while, he suddenly realized something and said in a low voice, "You said... Will they have something with our distant ancestors? Friendship? After the ancestors, the old sages, and the swordsmen died together, Count Dracula, the 'Demon King of the North', personally escorted their remains back, even apart from the three swords that the ancestors promised him during his lifetime, He even handed over all the remaining relics to us, not a single one left..."
"Then this friendship is big enough - are they actually a family with our ancestors of the Trellera family?" Princess Feisna also opened her mind.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" The king couldn't help crying and laughing. "Orcs, giants... Can this be a family with our distant ancestors? If it is really a family, the kinship will probably go to the First Era!"
"It's also possible that they are immortal. Maybe they have lived from the first era to the present, and woke up intermittently from sleep..." The prince was still thinking.
The king shook his head again and again: "Don't think about it! What do you think of the three choices they gave, which one should we choose?"
"I think the second one is better." Prince Zion said, "We really need a navy in the Terrera royal family! Even if it's just for business! It's a completely different feeling to have a navy or not, and it has a complete influence. different!"
"I think the third one is good, an independent world... It sounds very romantic!" Princess Feisna said.
The king looked at them, was silent for a moment, and sighed.
"Then choose the first option."
"Ugh?"
"why?"
"No reason, just so that you can see each other often." The king shook his head, grabbed one of his son's and daughter's hands, and pressed them together, "I'm afraid my body is going to die. In the future, you brothers and sisters must unite. Support each other. As long as you can unite as one, nothing else matters. I am afraid that you will not see each other all year round, and your relationship will gradually become estranged. For people's hearts, time and distance are the most terrible poisons. I have never seen an example of trusting each other at a critical moment."
The king, who was a little lethargic, said so, and his tired face was full of worry.