Chapter 642: Nanny or Bodyguard?
After a brief deliberation, Imrik sent the already adjusted Mazov to the new world after passing the resolution of the parliament. This kind of modification of racial and political identity cannot be determined in a short time.
Both parties need to explore various details to find a balance point that is acceptable to both parties.
What the palace can do is to determine the general direction after the parliament submits the plan on behalf of public opinion, and then waits for a submission that has been revised many times to finally decide whether to pass it.
Feeling that nothing would happen in the past few months, he returned the regent to the busy Randy. Imric patted his butt and left the palace with Adira on horseback.
As for the brat? Then leave it to Mishan to take care of it.
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Mishan, who had just said goodbye to his wife, felt very depressed, and his annoyed look was clearly visible even to his entourage.
"Captain Mishan, don't you have a happy wedding? Do you need us to take you to Lothern for some excitement." The dragon halberd guard soldier had a wicked smile on his face, teasing the commander he hadn't seen for several years.
Mishan, who was riding on the war horse, was not angry and kicked in the air,
"I have been married for almost seven years, and I am not newly married at all. And the brothels in Lothern don't accept humans at all. Don't tell me about the garbage in the trade area. They are all broken cars that have been fucked countless times, and they all smell bad."
After scolding him, he became sad,
"You said it's so difficult to have a child, I've worked so hard. There has been no movement for a long time, which is really sad."
The guard thought for a while. He had met Mishan more than ten years ago and thought he was a standard human being. Apart from being able to fight and having good character, there seemed to be nothing special about him. at.
But after hearing what Mishan said, he suddenly noticed the captain's face. It still had the familiar beard, high nose bridge and deep eye sockets. Except for his eyes being a little more concerned than before, there was no change at all.
"Perhaps you and Mrs. Kislev have reproductive isolation. You have a sub-human face but you are an immortal species. More than ten years have passed, and even the length of your beard has not changed." "Shit, I
am a human." Mishan First of all, I would like to retort, but it is really strange to think about this matter. Is it possible that the difference between the shelter and here is so big that the same race can have reproductive isolation?
The more he thought about it, the weirder he got, the more strange Mi Shan thought about it. He asked the guard who was watching the seaside scenery, "
Tell me, what kind of bad thing do you want me to do? Aren't there a group of amazing little golden spirits in the palace?" The
guard shrugged, but he remained the same. Looking at the seaside scenery, there are some conflicts of responsibilities between the Flame Knights and the Dragon Halberd Guards. Especially after some veterans obtained noble titles, this conflict became more and more serious.
According to the thinking of the newly promoted nobles, with their abilities, they can naturally protect the prince and his little highness, and there is no need for a group of dragon princes to intervene who are too troublesome to stand guard.
After the golden-armored grandpas could no longer stand in the quiet palace, the guards estimated that Mishan would be transferred back to the prince again in the near future.
"Your Highness is going to visit the Val Anvil. The Prince asked me to let you go with me."
"You don't have any objections to those little golden spirits?" Mishan was naturally not afraid of the Flameborn Knights. On the contrary, he felt a lot more relaxed with them around. There are several years of wedding leave.
However, this made his brothers complain a little. They often went to the manor in Xiaolong Bay to drink and complain, thinking that as long as he returned to his job and was reinstated, the Dragon Prince and his grandfather would all have to run away.
"It's not a small opinion, but it's useless." The guard pointed at a few Asurs holding announcement boards not far away, and motioned Mishan to look over, "And their attention is on the newly established Dragon Tomb Monastery. I don't care about His Highness's affairs." "Dragon Tomb Monastery?" This was the first time Mi Shan heard this word. After listening to his old subordinate's related ideas, he rubbed his bearded chin.
"So they are preparing to run away."
The guard nodded in agreement, "That's probably it. Chief Creon's guard has not been in the palace these days. The pressure they bear is much heavier than expected. The palace spent huge sums of money to establish the Flame Knights. He has never shown the ability he should have. I think he is planning to participate in the operation to recover the Dragon Bone Wasteland." "
You don't want to go?" Mishan feels even more strange. His impression of Caledo is one of honor. Such a major event should be done every time. Everyone should participate.
"Of course I want to go." The guard sighed and turned his gaze from the seaside back to the front, "But there are some problems with the organizational form of the Dragon Tomb Order. The top one is definitely the Dragon Prince, followed by the retinue. You heard it, humans He will also serve as a retinue, although the status of the two is very different. But the most important thing is that the palace does not take the lead, it is the parliament that does this." After saying this, Mishan became even more curious, "How
to
say "
What else can I say? The nobles received unparalleled honors, while we commoners could only follow behind and eat ashes. In the end, we got some gold leaf coins as comfort. In the end, what people remember is just the dragon riding on the dragon. Dragon Prince." The guard nonchalantly talked about his experiences over the past thousand years, and then turned to why he mentioned the palace.
"The prince has given us an opportunity to look forward to the future. We may not be able to have a dragon partner, but our status as a noble is certain. The parliament cannot bring us a practical improvement in status. Only the prince can. It also depends on the war. The timing is right. The honor that runs through your fingers is not enough to fill your teeth." "
For example, Oliveira was transferred to the old world after killing a Blade Lord. The brothers all thought that someone was worried about him next time. Kill the Witch King, and the common people will overshadow the nobles."
The guard smiled disdainfully, but soon sighed deeply. The degree of solidification of Ulthuan's class was unimaginable. Although the rise of the civil class has brought many benefits to the common people, Soldiers who were still desperate for social status could not be satisfied.
Who can say whether it is right or wrong? It is just to protect the interests of the class where it belongs.
Mishan nodded thoughtfully and did not want to ask too much about this issue. Although the noble status promised by Edgar did fall on his head, he did not think that this meant that he could participate in the internal affairs of the elves.
Strength is what counts. I hope those dragon princes will not be backlashed by their arrogance.
They continued to exchange experiences along the way, and finally in the early hours of the morning, Mishan met His Highness, whom he had not seen for a long time, at the city gate of Vaal Anvil.
But why did he actually enjoy having his head touched by an unknown woman? Is this really Imrik's son?
Mishan, who didn't quite understand, pushed his old subordinate with his elbow and whispered,
"What is my mission? To be a nanny or a bodyguard."
Mishan still knew the difference between the two. The nanny had to arrange the whole process in place, but to Try to avoid direct contact, and bodyguards are personal defense that you dare not wear even a breath.
The guard turned his head and whispered,
"Bodyguard, you just need to follow behind to avoid being discovered. We will arrange the rest."
(End of Chapter)