The white bear who wandered into the world of pirates

Palace hall.

Military police were guarding the outside.

All the nobles of Jarzburg gathered in the hall.

At the top is the king's body, with three princes and generals standing around it.

The nobles divided into groups in an orderly manner and chatted endlessly.

The noisy sound gives people the illusion of entering a vegetable market.

And when people calm down and listen carefully, they will feel that this is an elegant vocabulary feast.

All kinds of metaphorical greetings, descriptions, and tactful sarcasm. In short, none of them are related to business.

They are too smart and think about many problems, so that problems that can be solved in a few sentences are kept unsolved.

This can be said to be the tradition of the Jalzburg nobles.

Different from the concise and neat style of the army, they are accustomed to using a hundred sentences to take the topic to the horizon, and then circle back and end with one or two true words to test the topic.

And the person being tempted will throw out a lot of words to tempt you in turn.

It's like a matryoshka doll.

Everyone wants to gain benefits, but refuses to take any responsibilities or risks.

No one can guarantee which order is correct at the moment.

Hunting down the murderer?

What if the murderer is the subordinate of the prince who will inherit the throne in the future?

What will happen when the prince takes revenge?

When electing a new king, who should you support among the three princes?

Due to many concerns, a group of nobles could only repeatedly express their sorrow for the passing of King Ferid XVI and recount his past benevolence.

Suddenly, a young voice was louder than the noise and clearly reached the ears of every noble.

"Everyone, a country cannot live without a king for a day. I recommend the first princess, Frederic Marie, to be the seventeenth king."

"Who?" the first prince asked angrily. Wherever he looked, the crowd dispersed, revealing a young nobleman.

He has a slender figure, wears a jet black tuxedo, his blond hair is combed back, and he is confident from the inside out. Everyone can understand that he is a proud young man.

"My name is Douglas Lucifer." The young man said.

Before the first prince could scold him, many people wanted to scold this nobleman who did not understand dignity.

The highest military commander in Jalzburg, Okla said: "I think this proposal is feasible."

All the shouting disappeared as the general, who controls the country's military, expressed his support.

"Yes, the first princess Mary is the eldest daughter of the deceased queen and is qualified to inherit the throne of the king."

"I agree."

"I think that's right too."

The three princes all changed their colors, especially the second prince, who was the eldest son of the queen, and found it incomprehensible.

Why do ministers change the direction of affairs so quickly?

In fact, it is not difficult to understand that the high-ranking nobles arranged for Lucifer, and with Okla's acquiescence, they secretly had a friendship with Mary, where they talked all night and had in-depth exchanges.

After knowing about Mary's pregnancy in advance, these people had no reason not to support Mary.

Everyone knows that Okla loves teenagers and rarely spends time with Mary to have sex.

Is it more likely to hit with one shot? Or is it more likely to hit a few shots from time to time?

These nobles may not be very confident in governing the country.

I am still quite proud of my sowing skills.

They were on the first floor, thinking that their son would inherit the throne by cheating the idiot General.

Okla is on the second level. It doesn't matter if a man is green, as long as he controls the power of the country.

"The next step is to welcome the new king to the throne, deal with the pirates who killed the king, and find out the real culprit who colluded with the pirates."

Lucifer slowly walked forward, walking very slowly, like a stage show.

Unknowingly, everyone's eyes were attracted to him, and he became the center of the hall.

Lucifer walked in front of General Okla, lowered his head and said: "I am willing to serve the general in cleaning up the pirates."

Okla glanced at him and said, "You go and greet the new king. I will handle the Thunder Pirates' affairs."

Lucifer looked respectful and said: "The Thunder Pirates are small in number but extraordinary in strength. General, please let Barrett follow you."

"Okay," Okla's eyes lit up. He had heard this boy's name before.

For the first time in history, a child can receive a medal from the country at the age of eight.

Barrett is still the first.

Everyone knows the qualifications of its monster.

For a young and strong young man like Barrett, Okla is extremely fond of him.

I had long wanted to make some suggestions, but the Douglas family wouldn't let him go.

He was unable to succeed for a long time.

Judging from the current situation, the other party is planning to let go.

"Very well, Lucifer."

Okla raised her hand and patted his shoulder.

Lucifer smiled, and his heart felt cold. He was on the third level, and the king, military minister, and generals were all going to die in his plan.

The first two are already dead, and the third one is about to die.

So what if Okla defeated Benizakura Adeline?

Barrett will also take action to end this arrogant man.

A country only needs one person to be in charge of the supreme royal power.

Lucifer was tired of being in the underground world doing dirty work, and had long wanted to get involved in the light.

Unfortunately, there has never been a good opportunity.

The appearance of the Thunder Pirates allowed him to see the light and formulate a series of plans.

Now it's time to wrap things up.

Lucifer leaves the palace hall.

Among the layers of military police, a young man stood with his hands behind his hands. He wore a medal of honor on his chest and had short blond hair. He was short and his aura was more intimidating than those tall military police.

"Barrett," Lucifer whispered.

Barrett stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Captain Lucifer, do you have any orders?"

"You help General Okla eliminate those pirates."

Lucifer gave an order.

"Yes!" Barrett replied loudly.

Okla came out from behind and said with a smile: "What a spirited young man. With us joining forces, the pirates will not be afraid."

"General, I alone am enough!"

Barrett refused to join forces. He had just experienced a betrayal, and his coveted medal was almost taken away by a trusted partner.

The eyes and words those friends looked at him before they died deeply hurt his heart.

Partners and everything else are not worthy of trust.

He only needs one person's victory to be enough.

"Barrett," Lucifer wanted to scold.

Okla laughed and said: "Okay, he is indeed an outstanding soldier who won a medal at the age of eight. Let's compete to see who can hunt the pirates first."

"General, I will not lose to you." Barrett's blue eyes were full of fighting spirit.

Okla was very satisfied. The more stubborn the boy was, the more satisfying he was when he surrendered.

In his opinion, there is no point in controlling a weak woman.

Only those who can make strong men surrender and ride and control them can be considered a real man.

"Hahaha, that's really worth looking forward to," Okla laughed and left without mobilizing the military police.

If the military police are transferred, the cowards inside will have to be verbose.

Moreover, Okla is extremely confident in his own power, and his original Flying Wheel Flow is an invincible move.