Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

The next morning.

Ron came out of Boss Reagan's hotel. He arrived in the capital city late last night under the escort of Abel.

Although there is a law not to go out at night, it depends on who it is, not to mention that the target of the trap set last night was the entire royal capital.

In the end, it turned out that he was overthinking. There was only one black magician behind the scenes, and the other person was not a member of the royal family, nor was he a noble.

It seems that a passing black magician heard about the Flame Witch's deeds and hid in the Kingdom of Carlo to gain the power of the witch. Count Eugene was his chosen pawn and taught him black magic as a handle.

Although he is a fifth-level black magician with extremely strong strength, he cannot reveal his identity. Otherwise, what awaits him is the pursuit of the witch and the capture of six magic towers. Let Count Eugene help him collect information about the witch's power. That's why.

Black magicians are very unpopular in the magic world. The magic they study always makes people feel uncomfortable. After several generations of development, the black magician group has become more extreme. They all use living people as research materials. Therefore, every time a black magician appears, it will bring disaster. Their pursuit of black magic has deviated from the original intention of the Lord of the Black Magic Tower.

Because they are in a situation where everyone is shouting and fighting, black magicians are often very good at running away and have at least one escape technique. They have no stronghold, so it is difficult to completely eliminate the black magicians.

"Lord, let Sig protect your safety, and we will complete what you ordered."

Thomas bowed and said.

Ron nodded calmly. He said before that Earl Eugene was the one who led the slave trade, and a small group of nobles also participated in it. The rat that Cliff was asked to deal with last night was the person they sent to assassinate him.

The stronghold where Earl Eugene kept slaves had been destroyed by Ron's men. Those who could be sent home were sent back, and the homeless were brought back to the territory for education and given a job moving bricks.

And what Ron told Thomas and the others to do was to cause trouble for the nobles involved.

As for why he didn't report it to the king and let it be dealt with by the law, if he did this, Ron would not get any benefits.

It wouldn't be too late to report them after getting their 'hush money'. For this reason, Ron had already found the person who would take the blame in advance, and he couldn't let his preparations go to waste.

After Thomas and others left, Ron looked at the sky happily. The weather today was good, not so hot.

He turned to look at Sig and chuckled: "What? Are you still blaming yourself?"

Although it was a pity not to kill the black magician, Sig also inflicted heavy damage on the opponent. From his mouth, he learned that the opponent was a fifth-level black mage, which meant that Sig had the strength to rival a fifth-level strong man.

That was enough to make Ron happy.

To be honest, Ron himself did not expect this result. It has only been a little while since he was given the entry to Sig, more than half a year after all, but he actually has fifth-level strength, which can only be described as terrifying.

It suddenly occurred to him that Sig's purple entry said 'Have a part of God's authority', and now Ron realized the weight of this sentence.

"Lord, I."

Sig looked guilty, feeling very uncomfortable that he had failed the lord's expectations.

"Okay, if you are still in this state, I will ask others to follow me." Ron deliberately provoked him.

As soon as he heard this, Sig immediately became energetic and joked that the opportunity to protect the lord would never be given up.

Ron was very satisfied with this. He waved towards the hotel, "Let's go, we'll be back in the evening."

In the hotel, Reagan watched the two people disappear at the door with a complicated expression. Last night, he heard Sig's report to Ron in person.

Fifth level!

There is no fifth-level powerhouse in the entire Carlo Kingdom!

It seems that the structure of the kingdom is about to change, Reagan thought to himself.

——

On a certain street in the royal capital, Ron and Sig were walking one behind the other. He was admiring the customs and customs of the streets in the royal capital, and he was thinking about what his grandmother left behind.

What is certain is that the black magician did not get it, but he searched the entire mansion and couldn't find anything decent.

The two strolled around the street for a while and bought some delicious food to try. The taste was acceptable, but it couldn't compare with the food made by Eileen.

It is worth mentioning that Ron paid for the shopping, so it was not good to have Sig accompany him because he had no money.

Suddenly, Ron's eyes were attracted by a store. He walked over with Sig, looked up at the store sign and read out: "Elsa Dessert Shop?"

What attracted Ron was not the signboard of this store, but what was in the hands of the customers coming in and out. He asked Sig in an uncertain tone: "What they are holding seems to be ice cream and ice cream, right?"

"Yes, Lord Lord, I smell it, it's very much like the ice cream made by Irene." Sig said.

Hearing this, Ron glanced at him. This reason was so convincing that he even smelled it.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Ron walked towards the store, followed closely by Sig.

He left the matter of selling popsicles to Rosalind, and Ron didn't ask about the situation again.

Unexpectedly, even ice cream has been copied and a store has been opened in the Royal Capital. There is a lot of traffic in the Royal Capital, so it will definitely make a lot of money. Ron felt that there are still many capable people in the world.

He was not angry, or he had expected it, but the pirated goods did appear earlier.

Ron entered the Elsa Dessert Shop. The interior was very warm, and the wall hangings had mini and cute elements, giving it a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere.

Good guy!

The owner of this store is very particular. He even put some thought into the environment of the store. With such a layout, the customer's satisfaction level is directly increased, but they don't know how much the desserts they sell cost.

It was just after nine o'clock in the morning, and there were already many people in the store, regardless of gender, all dressed in luxurious clothes and looking like they had enough money. There was not a single commoner in sight.

Ron observed for a while, most of them were ladies from nobles and wealthy businessmen. Most of them came together, chatting and laughing about the taste of ice cream. It could be seen from their expressions that they really liked it.

In the eyes of others, the combination of Ron and Ron seemed alien. Without paying attention to the eyes of others, Ron walked past the dessert counters and found that there was a refrigeration device in each counter. What a big gesture, he thought in his heart With a sigh, he stopped in front of the ice cream counter filled with melon seeds.

Ron stared at the melon seed ice cream on the counter and fell into a long silence. He turned to Sig and asked, "Do you think this melon seed kernel looks familiar to you?"

Sig looked serious, "Back to Lord, these are the sunflower seeds on the golden sunflower plate."

"Yeah, you think so too, so I'll just say it."

The smile on Ron's face gradually disappeared. He was very familiar with this matching method. Plus the name of the store, wasn't it Eileen and Rosalind?

These two guys!

When I get back, I will give them both a hard lesson! Did you know you can extract oil from sunflower seeds?

I haven’t even eaten the melon seeds yet, so I still waste them here. It’s too abominable.

At this time, the clerk came over and asked with a panic look on his face: "This customer, are you dissatisfied with anything? We will make corrections."

She glanced at Sig behind Ron. Although the knight's face showed no malice, it gave people a huge sense of oppression. In short, he was very scared.

Ron asked quietly: "Who opens this store?"

Although he guessed that it was Rosalind's handiwork, he still asked the clerk in order not to accuse anyone unjustly.

The clerk felt a shiver in his heart, but did not panic. He raised his voice slightly and said, "This store is opened by Lord Alfred the Marquis. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can raise it."

Hearing this, Ron was stunned, why did he have anything to do with him?

He calmly pointed to the melon seed ice cream on the counter and asked, "How do you sell this ice cream?"

"Ten silver coins for one ice cream, profiteer!"

On the street, Ron was eating melon seed ice cream while cursing secretly. The clerk actually said that it was so expensive because of the new product. It was so shameful.

"Sig, do you think so?"

"The Lord is right."

On the side, Sig was eating ice cream and replied. His appearance did not look like a strong man with fifth-level strength.

But having said that, the money would still fall into his pocket in the end. Thinking of this, Ron felt much better.

Rosalind was indeed good at doing business, but she still had to be punished. Sunflower seeds were very scarce and could not be used carelessly.

The two of them hadn't walked for long when a carriage drove up far ahead and slowly stopped on the street. Then a black-haired man got out of the carriage and walked toward them.

"Marquis Noches?"

Ron was a little surprised. He thought that the king would send someone, but he didn't expect that the person sent would be the prime minister.

Marquis Noches smiled, but the smile paired with his face looked a little sinister.

"Baron Arnold, I am here to send you a dinner invitation on behalf of the royal family. Tonight, His Majesty holds a dinner in the palace and invites all the nobles to attend. All high-ranking nobles in the royal capital will go."

The Marquis said bluntly, as he sent two golden invitations to Ron's hands. The golden invitations can only be used by the royal family, so they cannot be fake.

Ron reached out and took it, looking at the two invitations with surprise, "Two?"

The Marquis chuckled, looked at Sig aside, and explained: "There is another letter for the knight next to you."

"oh?"

Ron had some guesses in his mind, and he thanked the Marquis: "Thank you, Prime Minister, for personally sending the invitation letter. I will definitely not refuse your Majesty's invitation."

Marquis Noches smiled, chatted with Ron for a few words, then got into the carriage and left. He was originally ordered to deliver the invitation, so he just had to get it done.

Ron handed the invitation to Sig and said with a smile: "It seems that your feeling last night was right. Get ready, change into decent clothes, and follow me to attend the royal dinner."

——

night.

Royal palace, banquet hall.

All the high-ranking nobles in the royal capital came, and there must be no one who would not be present at the banquet hosted by His Majesty the King himself.

When Ron and Sig entered the hall, there were already hundreds of people in the hall. They gathered together in small groups, toasted and talked.

There are not many high-ranking nobles in the kingdom, only a few dozen in total. Depending on the title, the number of relatives that can be brought to the banquet is also different.

In the huge banquet hall, even if so many people gather together, it won't feel crowded. On the contrary, it will be difficult to find someone.

The appearance of the two people instantly attracted the attention of many people. They all recognized Ron's identity, and it was not difficult to guess who the bald man next to him was.

Just when many nobles wanted to come forward to say hello, a tall and thin man in noble clothes walked towards them.

"It's Duke Padridge! I didn't expect him to also attend this dinner."

From the whispers next to him, Ron knew the identity of the man in front of him. The surname Padridge belonged to Ms. Monica's family.

"Hello, Baron Arnold. I wonder if I have a chance to buy you a drink."

The man said so.

On the second floor, the room where the king stayed.

The king will not appear before the dinner begins. He will leave a long time for the nobles to socialize. This has been a long-standing rule.

The so-called palace banquet is not just as simple as having a meal together, but more of an official place for exchange of interests.

There are also many nobles who conduct family marriages at banquets, otherwise they would not bring relatives.

Felix came in a hurry, with a bad look on his face. He obeyed the king's order and expelled Julie from Baird's side. Baird held a grudge against him.

But what he didn't expect was that Julie, who was expelled from the palace, died inexplicably! And this incident came to Baird's ears by chance. Although various evidences showed that Julie's death was an accident, Baird believed that Felix had killed his lover.

The relationship between the two could not be resolved, which made Felix very distressed, but he was not a fool and naturally knew that all this was arranged by someone.

"Father, why?" Felix asked in a slightly dissatisfied tone. He guessed the king's intention, but deep down he couldn't believe it, or couldn't understand it.

The king glanced at him lightly, "I think you already know it very well."

After hearing this, Felix was silent for a while, with a look of confusion and pain on his face.

Then, the king's voice sounded again, "What I want to tell you is that not everyone can sit in this position. If an incompetent person is closest to this position, there is only one thing you have to do."

Felix was shocked. Although the king's tone was calm, there was infinite murderous intent in his words.

Seeing his appearance, the king chuckled, "You have also studied the history of the Meredith family, so you should understand this."

The king wanted to continue talking, but his expression suddenly changed, and he ordered: "Go down immediately and invite Baron Arnold to come up and talk to you, as well as the knights around him."

".yes."

Felix felt strange, but didn't ask any more questions. After a while, Ron was invited up by Felix, accompanied by Sig.

"I have met His Majesty."

Ron saluted the king, and after a simple greeting, the king asked with a smile: "I wonder what Duke Padridge wants to see the baron for?"

Hearing this, Ron was startled and looked at the king seriously. It seemed that he was not going to be polite anymore, so let's get straight to the point.

"It's nothing, he just wants to win over me." Ron smiled lightly, but what he said shocked Felix beside him.

The king's expression remained unchanged, still looking indifferent. Ron's eyes were looking around, as if he was looking for someone. He asked, "Your Majesty, where is the person behind you? He doesn't seem to be here."

Hearing this, Felix looked puzzled, thinking about the meaning of the baron's words, and the king said: "Felix, you go down to entertain the guests, the baron and I will go down later."

".Yes, Your Majesty."

After Felisk left, the king looked deeply at Ron, and then focused on Sig behind him.

"I envy the Baron to have a fifth-level knight as his guard." The king smiled.

Ron smiled lightly but remained silent. He had only one purpose in accepting tonight's invitation.

The king also knew what he was thinking, and said calmly: "Let Baron Arnold meet you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a piece of ice appeared in the room. The ice melted and a graceful and luxurious woman came out of it. The woman was dressed in monotonous clothes, but she had a collar around her neck. It didn't look like an ordinary decoration.

The king was playing a very perverted way, this was what Ron was thinking at the time.

As soon as the woman appeared, Sig immediately stood in front of Ron. The prying eyes last night came from her.

Seeing Sig's reaction, Ron understood. His eyes towards the woman again became full of meaning, but he didn't look at her again after one glance, otherwise it would be too rude.

The woman's gentle voice sounded, "I have met the head of the Arnold family. My name is Selina, and I am the queen of this kingdom."

Hearing this, Ron's pupils shrank, he looked deeply at the king next to him, and couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, you hide it really deeply."

Who would have thought that the queen who had been rumored to be unpopular with the king would actually be a fifth-level ice magician!

The king deceived everyone, including the first prince who had just been called down, because Selena was Felix's biological mother.

What an old man!