How To Wear a Goddess Statue

Chapter 75: soul question

In the evening, the city of Acht, hundreds of miles away.

The Royal Palace is located in the center of the capital.

There is no doubt that this is a very beautiful and magnificent palace. The whole is magnificent and the details are exquisite. It can be called the crystallization of Solanchia's architectural art, which symbolizes standing at the pinnacle of power in this country. The family of the gods - the royal family favored by the gods.

At this time, surrounded by guards, a man in a luxurious robe was hurriedly walking down the avenue.

A crown inlaid with lapis lazuli was worn on his head, revealing his identity.

Horst, the current owner of this palace.

"Your Majesty, the news of Zitra City is back."

A valet with a two-way beard followed behind him.

Zitra City is the main city where the caravan is currently settled.

Horst heard the words, and kept walking: "That trash who has more than enough success? I'm not in the mood to listen to what stupid things he has done. As long as he doesn't go too far, he doesn't need to report it to me. "

Side Attendant: "But Eleuil got there."

"What? Send me the letter."

The valet handed him the letter and bowed his head in trembling.

As expected, after reading the information, Horst's expression was obviously cloudy, and the seemingly upright face was also covered with haze.

"I took the initiative to provoke, and made things known to everyone. I asked people to go to the arena, but I was dragged down, and I lost the face of the royal family! Big brother is not stupid, how could he raise him? Such a fool?"

"However, the letter also said that City Lord Zitra was not in serious trouble except for being frightened, and has now recovered."

Aht, how dare you kill my nephew?"

Horst shook his head himself: "The woman who will fight again is also a woman, looking forward and backward, fearful, no matter what, it is impossible to have such courage. Besides, this is just a little girl."

He paused: "Wick didn't send back any news about this?"

"No, Your Majesty."

"I'm afraid that something is wrong." Horst said coldly, "No wonder, the guy who was a slave didn't expect much from him."

"What are you panicking, you don't really think that such a little girl will be regarded as an opponent by me?"

"Of course not." The old man's words changed, "But you know, after all, she is the only daughter of the late king. Those rigid guys who are not convinced by the prince are still looking forward to..."

I look forward to the princess returning to the royal city as soon as possible.

Counting her age, Eleuil is already an adult, those supporters of the royal bloodline, I am afraid that she would have expected her to appear outside the city gate tomorrow and marry a noble young man the day after tomorrow. Later, they can bring them a little prince who inherits the blood.

Horst knew exactly what these old men were up to, but he couldn't clearly oppose him, because most nobles still didn't recognize him as orthodox.

In their eyes, Horst is the king, but the line he belongs to is not a direct line.

How ridiculous.

"Their plan will never be realized." Horst's expression turned grim for a moment, and soon returned to normal, "Even if it is realized, it will be according to my expectations."

"I told you to keep an eye on the road, and all means of assassination have been withdrawn. I am waiting for that good brother's daughter to return to the city safely!"

While they were talking, a group of people had come to the largest bedroom in the palace, that is, the palace that belonged to the king alone.

Outside the palace gate, a young man with flaxen half-long hair waited quietly.

The contours of his face are as straight and firm as his father's, and his face is somewhat similar, but with more handsomeness that Horst does not have.

When Horst came back, he smiled and saluted: "Father."

Horst's expression also slowed down: "Romul, my son, what are you doing here?"

The crown prince established by Romul-Horst himself is also his only son.

"Today you said in the court meeting that after the earthquake in Disimone, the people suffered heavy casualties and lacked necessary supplies." Romul said firmly, "I am willing to go to disaster relief, please allow me go."

"It's enough to tell someone to arrange the supplies, there's no need for you to go there in person."

"But I heard that the situation is very serious, I want to share the burden for you, Father, this is also an experience."

"Well, as expected of my son."

The lines on Horst's face stretched, and he looked at his young son, very proud.

Horst is very proud.

"Thank you, I will leave tomorrow." Romul said.

Horst patted his son on the shoulder: "You are ready, just wait for me to agree."

The crown prince smiled, pretended not to hear his father's ridicule, and left briskly after resigning.

Horst looked at his back and sighed: "My son, everything is fine, it's just too kind."

The valet and the old man said: "The prince is kind, this is a good thing, and the rest can be learned slowly."

"That's right." Horst looked back, "Come with me."

A group of people disappeared behind the door.

Beside the main hall is a palace that seems to have been abandoned for a long time.

No half-figures came in and out, it was pitch black and dusty.

Desolate and deserted.

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Caravans and horses travel on wide roads.

Along the way, the road became more and more uneven, and the bumps of the carriage gradually increased.

The team then slowed down, but people sitting in the car still had the illusion that they were shaking and shaking.

In the past, when she was still human, Luodus might still get motion sickness. Now it is impossible to be a god, but she will also have psychological discomfort.

So, she and Eleuil decided to get out of the car and trot on horseback.

It just so happened that the gray horse that Luodus rode as a cavalry was also in the team, and when Luodus looked over, he raised his head excitedly.

—Can carry people, who wants to pull goods?

The river goddess noticed it.

Just as I was thinking about it, I was stopped by Eleuil.

"You can ride with me." The princess suggested earnestly.

Luodus laughed: "How about that, so many people..."

The soul of Eleuil asked: "If there is no one around, will you agree?"

Luodus nodded halfway, feeling wrong, and said rigorously: "Yes, it's like I can touch my head and hug goodnight kiss in private, but I can't do it in front of outsiders."

A princess must have the majesty of a princess.

Eleuil asked bluntly, "Why not."

"Huh?"

"I mean, it's okay to touch your head and hug, and now have a kiss - a kiss of blessing, why can't you do it in front of outsiders? Everyone knows my relationship with you, but they don't It feels weird."

What?

Teacher-student/elder-child relationship with mutual respect and love.

Luodus said with a blank expression, "No, that's it."

Eleuil invited the ride to fail. Seeing Luodus riding the gray horse, he had to turn around to greet his partner, a beautiful and vigorous war horse.

On the bumpy road, two horses jogging at the nearest safe distance can be regarded as going hand in hand.

When it was time for the noon break, the team stopped by the roadside, took out dry food to eat, and rested by the way.

The princess took out a leather pouch and handed it to Luodus.

Luodus opened it and saw that it contained more than half of the bag of waxy white crumbs, exuding a strong sweet fragrance, which was very familiar, as if it was engraved in memory.

The once poisoned river goddess: "Soja's biscuits?"

It's still the grated version.

Eleuil said: "Yes, Goddess Soga's work is really very innovative. Of course, it is delicious enough, but it is suitable for developing a fresher way of eating."

Lotus: "…"

The case is solved, and Aileu actually thinks it is too sweet.

Luodus couldn't bear it, and said: "Otherwise, it's still lost—"

Eleuil shook her head immediately: "Wait, you can taste it first."

She took a piece of dry food cake, cut it in the middle with a knife, and evenly sprinkled a layer of biscuit crumbs.

Out of trust in the princess, Luodus took the dry food and took a bite.

I originally thought it would be slightly better than before, not so sweet at most, but when the dry food was imported, it was surprisingly delicious.

The sweetness is just right, and generally processed desserts do not have the freshness and beauty, and even the dry food with poor taste itself seems to be sweet.

Luo Das stared at the sweet dry food with an inquiring expression, as if to see the truth of the world's operation from the inside.

Will it have this effect by simply grinding it into powder and adding dry food?

It is the power of Sokha, it must be.

Ai Liuyi smiled: "It's rare to see you in such a daze, it doesn't matter, you can eat like this in the future."

Luodus always felt that there was an inexplicable sympathy in the princess' eyes.

Think about the blurted "It's your mother"...

Lotus solemnly stated: "I didn't grow up eating that kind of thing."

Eleuil is well-behaved: "Well, I understand."

Luodus thinks it is necessary to explain clearly: "Suojia is not related to me, nor is Snow Mountain. Not only the goddess of the earth, but all gods are not related by blood."

Colleagues."

Eleuil pursed her lips and stared at the cowhide bag for a while.

"Then why did the goddess give me cookies?"

Lotus: "…"

Good question—maybe this is the care of a grandmother?

The author has something to say:

grandmother - just a metaphor for the act of stuffing snacks.

You can probably refer to the body shapes of cats and dogs that live with grandma?

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The princess will not get fat because of sweets, no!

2612The amount of exercise every day is huge!

Thanks to the little cutie who cast the mine, what a tweet!