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In the Holy Calendar of the Innocent Realm, Year 9517, the Moon of Poetry is chanted on the 10th

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Southeast Continent, Central Region of the Chauvin Empire, Flood Valley

In the smooth and luxurious carriage, the sin lord wearing a dark cloak slowly opened his eyes. After being stunned for a long time, he showed a wry smile. He struggled to sit up from the black velvet under him and sat down directly in front of him with a soft voice. The butler asked: "How long have I slept?"

"Five minutes and nine hours to go, Your Excellency."

The middle-aged butler with gray hair bowed slightly to Mo, stood up and opened a small gap in the window at hand, and after the invigorating fresh breath came in, he added meticulously: "If you need to have a meal, , there are many in the luggage prepared by Miss Silent Prayer."

Mo Qi raised his hand slightly to interrupt him, shook his head with a slightly sad face and said, "Sorry, Dawn, I'm not in the mood to eat right now."

"In that case, I suggest you rest for a while, Your Excellency."

Dawn looked at the slightly pale cheek under the mask with some worry, and said in a deep voice: "You don't look very good. Ms. Silent Prayer specially warned you before setting off, saying that your injury has not healed, and you need to take at least 1000 pounds every day." Sleep for more than fifteen hours, so..."

Dawn did not continue. After all, he was just a butler, at least he was playing the role of a butler now, and a qualified butler would not express his views too much in front of his master.

"I got you."

Mo cast his gaze out the window and smiled tiredly: "But 'needing to sleep for at least fifteen hours' and 'sleeping continuously for fifteen hours' are not the same thing, and that's just the idea of ​​Silent Prayer. I Personally, I don’t think it’s necessary to go overboard.”

Dao En nodded lightly, hesitated for a moment and then whispered: "Please forgive me for overstepping, Your Excellency, but I personally feel that it is not a wise decision for His Majesty to send you to participate in countering the rebellion. Of course, I am not questioning your ability, I am just With Archduke Garros and Marshal Galahad both staying at Troon, it is really unreasonable for you, a newly-minted aristocrat who is inexperienced and ill, to accompany the army on an expedition."

"I've heard someone say the same thing countless times. Did you hear it from her?" Mo leaned on the armrest with his cheek in his hands and looked at Dawn with a strange look. : "Well, I should be able to trust you, Dawn."

The latter shrugged, and a smile appeared on his angular face: "Ms. Silent Prayer gave me a death order. If you have any sexual intercourse with her, between the ages of fifteen and fifty, that goes beyond conventional etiquette." If we meet, I have to report it to her, other than that, Dawn will follow all your instructions."

"Fifteen to fifty years old"

Mo, whose face seemed to have turned a little paler, swayed and almost fell down on the large seat. However, he finally stabilized his body, held his forehead and moaned feebly: "She is really crazy."

"I remember that Mrs. Burke once told Ms. Silent Prayer many anecdotes that are popular among ladies."

Dawn looked helpless, spread her hands and said, "My mistress seems to take them seriously, but she certainly doesn't take them all seriously, otherwise the things I need to pay attention to will not just be the 'women' around you."

"Let's get this off topic, Dawn."

Mo Tan shook his head, then leaned back on the chair and said seriously: "Although I also have the same doubts and can't figure out why your Majesty would let me, a person with neither qualifications nor ability, get involved, but the matter of speculating on the king's thoughts I am stupid to begin with, so what I am worried about is not the reason why I was sent here, but whether I can properly complete the task of 'staff officer'. The current situation seems to be very unoptimistic."

Dawn closed the window a little smaller and said softly: "You don't have to belittle yourself. Not to mention that Grand Duke Garros has always praised you. Even I, as a servant, can see that, Your Excellency, you Your ability is by no means inferior to that of any noble. Whether it is your conversation, demeanor, or character or charisma that can be seen at a glance, your Excellency is much better than many nobles of the same age, even the Marquis Diggory family. My young master is far inferior to you."

"Cedric is a good friend of mine."

Mo interrupted Dawn calmly and looked into the other person's eyes calmly and sincerely: "I don't want to elevate myself by belittling a respectable gentleman, and I don't want my butler to do the same, Dawn."

The latter immediately lowered his head and said: "I'm really sorry, Your Excellency, I just..."

"It was an unintentional mistake, of course I know, so there's no need to be so nervous."

Mo leaned forward with some effort and patted Dawn on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "I was just telling the truth. Although Duke Fossey did not have any research on military strategy, since His Royal Highness Arthur is here, I really can't. I feel that I can play a big role in the position of 'staff officer'. If I am not injured, it will be okay, at least I can be a pawn or something, but now"

He paused, and seeing that Dawn had no intention of answering, he sighed softly after a brief silence: "Because of this useless body, you actually let His Highness the Prince exchange carriages with me. Do you think I'm sorry?" Going?"

"Of course you can be happy with it."

A hearty voice suddenly sounded outside the car, and the black gold wooden door with the chauvinistic royal crest was suddenly opened from the outside. A young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, brown hair and luxurious clothes was riding a horse to keep himself level with the car door. Driving at a fast speed, he smiled and winked at Mo who was stunned in the car: "It was obviously me who forced you into this car, but why did your mouth turn into 'Let His Highness the Prince and myself come to Mo'?" Exchange carriages?"

After finally calming down, Sin Lord quickly stood up and said with a wry smile: "In the final analysis, it's because of my physical condition."

"You need a good rest because you are not in good condition. If you feel sorry for me, I will just sit with you for a while."

Arthur Bohe, who just turned twenty-three this year, smiled, and then suddenly jumped from the horse into the car without making any sound. The handsome figure of nearly 1.8 meters was as gentle as a civet. It can be seen that Its strength is so strong.

In fact, the crown prince of the chauvinist empire is indeed very powerful.

Strong enough to be undefeated in a sparring match with Marshal Galahad. You must know that the latter is a legendary powerhouse. Even if it is impossible to use his full strength in the "sparring" with the crown prince, the veteran of the three dynasties is also He's not the type to let off steam, which shows how strong Arthur is.

Arthur is a high-level peak swordsman with impeccable skills, willpower, and physique. His sword is the [Tsar Sword] with the same name as the knights under Galahad, and his swordsmanship is derived from chauvinism. The sword of the royal way that has been learned in the court swordsmanship, if it really comes to a fight, even if it encounters an opponent who is new to the epic, it may not have no chance of winning.

It is worth mentioning that this aspect of 'strength' is only the most inconspicuous part of Arthur Bohe's personal abilities. It does not mean that he can become stronger like a rocket if he works hard, but that he has great abilities in other aspects. His talent is even more dazzling.

First of all, there is the art of war. Like martial arts, Galahad is the enlightenment teacher. If in terms of combat effectiveness, Arthur can only be regarded as a good young man, then in terms of strategy, this young man who is good at using conspiracy has already been in a certain situation. To this extent, he surpassed Galahad. If he could get more opportunities for actual combat and give him the opportunity to practice and revise his strategic thinking, it would definitely be a sure thing to outperform his predecessor.

And his most outstanding thing is the 'King's Way', which in layman's terms is the way of being a king. For example, if Arthur Bohe is not the crown prince of the Chauvin Empire, but the crown prince of the Violet Empire, then Xubresn may I left Salamoen many years ago and did what I wanted to do.

We can’t say how deep Arthur’s scheming is or how extraordinary his intelligence is. We can only say that he is a born king with an almost unreasonable personality charm, plus the greatest in the history of the Chauvinian Empire. With the invisible influence of Emperor William Bohe and a little conscious guidance, Arthur already had all the conditions to become an excellent emperor three years ago.

But it was such a person who became a good friend with an ordinary viscount in a short period of time, and it was still the kind of person who hated meeting each other so late.

"So, Your Highness, why are you riding a horse? Is it because of my car? Ugh."

As soon as Mo finished speaking, Arthur pushed him to the seat, and he had to smile bitterly and shut his mouth.

"Of course it's not because your car is not comfortable enough for a pampered man like me."

The latter laughed, and sat down opposite his new friend carelessly, and crossed his legs in a rather slovenly way: "I rarely leave Troon, so I made up my mind to go for a ride on horseback before setting off. As for This car was actually used to carry the gifts that my mother prepared for me. As a result, my car is more comfortable than yours. Your car does not have these miscellaneous decorations, so the space is larger. In the words of my father, this It’s completely a deal that kills two birds with one stone.”

Mo continued to smile bitterly: "Do you think I will believe it?"

"You should believe it."

Arthur blinked and smiled: "As for whether what you believe is true or false, it's not that important."

"Then, from now on."

Mo shrugged and breathed a sigh of relief: "I won't say anything like thanking Your Highness or feeling scared."

Arthur grinned a hearty smile with eight teeth, clapped his hands and said, "You are indeed the man I like, Mo. Or I can turn around and let my father find any reason to make you an earl."

"My best wishes, Your Highness."

Mo shook his head solemnly and said with a dry smile: "I have already gained a lot of attention because of Grand Duke Garros. If you, Your Highness, do this again, you will push me, a favored man, into a pit of fire."

"That's right. Let's put this matter on hold for now, Mr. Dawn~"

Arthur nodded, and then suddenly turned to Dawn, who was standing next to him.

"What are your orders, Your Highness?"

Dawn immediately bowed and saluted.

"Can you ride a horse?"

"meeting."

"Then please go and ride for me for a while."

Arthur smiled and pointed to the horse trotting next to the carriage outside the window, and said: "If it doesn't obey, you can gently scratch the two inches under its left eye."

Dawn responded and saluted again. In the process, he glanced at Mo covertly, and received the latter's affirmative look. Then he quickly leaned out half of his body to ask the driver to slow down slightly. When the speed dropped to 3 After taking a step forward, he opened the car door and jumped out. After the jump, he even closed the door behind him.

"Thank you for your hard work~"

Arthur first opened the window and waved to Dawn, who had climbed onto the horse, then turned to Mo and smiled: "Mr. Dawn is an excellent housekeeper."

Mo immediately nodded, shrugged and said, "So I have given him two salary increases during this period."

"It should."

Arthur snapped his fingers, then took out a pocket watch that looked like solid gold from nowhere, and threw it to Mo Tan: "A gift."

"Uh, Your Highness."

When Mo Tan found out that the pocket watch was indeed made of pure gold, he was stunned for a moment, and then said jokingly: "This gift should have nothing to do with the fact that I am a 'man you like', right?"

"What I value is your talent."

Arthur waved his hand dumbfounded and pointed out the window: "The gift is for Mr. Dawn."

"OK."

Mo carefully put the pocket watch close to his body, nodded and said, "I will hand it over to him as soon as possible."

"No, this is your gift to Dawn, so don't use 'c/o'."

Arthur blinked and smiled narrowly: "If I remember correctly, you shouldn't be very wealthy, right? At least for a hereditary viscount."

The slightly pale skin and cheeks under the mask of the Sin Lord turned slightly red, and then he nodded generously and said, "That's true."

"So before I return to Troon, I plan to prepare some gifts for you to give to Duke Garros, His Excellency the Marshal, Marquis Digory, Duke Fossey and my father. Of course, the most important thing is the Silent Prayer. Madam, we can send someone to buy it in advance when we return. The Chauvin Empire is never short of money, so the Chauvin prince is naturally not short of money either." Arthur held up an expensive storage ring on his thumb and chuckled: "If I remember correctly, the [Gold-encrusted Rose] workshop in Troon Noble Street seems to have some kind of event on the 10th day of the Fantasy Moon Prayer. You can definitely find a lot of good things."

Mo did not refuse at the first moment, but after a brief silence, he repeated softly: "Pray to the Phantom Moon for the 10th."

"Yes, we have talked about many things before, so next"

Arthur looked at Mo calmly and smiled eagerly.

"If you can give me some military advice of the same level so that we can return within a month, I will help you, the impoverished sin lord, to 'take care of things' in all aspects. How about that?"

Chapter 585: End