After getting off the floating boat, Locke and Hals were walking behind and chatting, Shelley and the other four were already walking in front.

In front of the Franza royal city, many welcome people gathered at this time, including great nobles, wealthy businessmen, and some people who joined in the fun.

"Marteur Lev! Marquis Joyce! Marquis Arnold! Welcome back." On the city wall, a middle-aged man with a tighter package and a luxuriously decorated cotton jacket, enthusiastically spread his arms.

Leif and his men inspired the fighting spirit, jumped up to the city wall, shook hands and chatted with the middle-aged man.

Seeing the middle-aged man wearing a golden thorn crown with gorgeous patterns on his head, Locke could not have guessed that this was Franza's current king.

But what almost shocked him was that after greeting Lef and the other two, the man turned his head and shouted respectfully to Shelley, "Grandmother!"

Rock's mouth twitched, Shelley looked like a young woman, and she was actually a grandmother.

"Shelley is the sister of His Majesty the King." Hals came over and whispered.

So that's it. The king's grandfather is Shelley's brother, so no wonder he calls Shelley grandmother.

It's normal to think that Shelley is almost seventy years old this year and has a nephew in his thirties.

The royal family pays great attention to the continuation of bloodlines. One of the important requirements for a prince to succeed to the throne is to have children.

I don’t know how many sons there are under this middle-aged king, and maybe there are several grandchildren. It seems that Shelley’s family genealogy is very rich, and she has never talked about it.

Shelley just nodded and did not show much enthusiasm. The other first-level knights still care about the gap between her status and the king, but she did not have any pressure. She saw this kid growing up, and from the perspective of ability, she was considered half a wise ruler.

After Shelley passed, the middle-aged king welcomed Hals again, "Marquis Hals, welcome back!"

"It's easy to say, I'll introduce you to a friend. This is Locke." Hals looked careless and introduced Locke.

"Hello, Knight Locke!" The middle-aged king had a very straight attitude, and he stretched out his hand to greet him without being humble or arrogant.

The Kingdom of Franza is not a small country like the Principal of Zelot. Although the population is not large, there are seven first-class knights in the Kingdom of Franza. In many countries in the northern region of the Missia continent, they can also rank first and be at the upper and middle level.

"Hello." Locke smiled and shook hands with the king.

"Let's go! Go! Go! Have a banquet and a celebration! Holmes, have you arranged it all?" Hals greeted everyone excitedly, and turned his head to call out the middle-aged king's name.

"All have been arranged, please everyone!" His Majesty the King is worthy of being a man from the North. He is also generous and generous. He is not angry at all because Hals calls him the name directly. He smiled and walked towards the palace together with several returning first-class knights surrounded by many noble ministers.

Franza was not a great country with a developed economy. The dinner hosted by the king was very satisfied with the simplicity of the luxury.

The food is Franza's unique skatefish, deep-sea toads, and cuttle caviar.

The ice skatefish with thinner fins than the blade is the main species of ice lakes in Franza. The fish are always around twenty meters under the ice lakes. They can only be widely caught by fishermen during the spring and autumn fishing flood seasons every year.

The whole fish body is less than two fingers wide and is more than ten centimeters long.

The meat of each skatefish is pitifully small.

However, after dipping it in the secret sauce made by Franza's palace, Locke had to admit that it was a rare delicacy.

"Try this!" Hals came over without a marquis, holding a whole roasted deep-sea toad, tearing off half of it with his hands and throwing it to Locke.

"It tastes good." Just smelling this toad meat, Locke was so polite that the chef in the palace was quite high.

After all, Rock and Hals have very similar personalities, or they are very similar in some ways.

Now everyone in the hall was drinking and talking with modest and politeness, only they were huddling in a corner to feast.

"Go, bring me a piece of snow venison!" Hals ate, and ordered the waiter who was serving next to him.

"Yes, Lord Marquis." The waiter was not surprised by Hals' actions. All the civilians of Franza knew that Hals's Marquis had a generous personality and was not careful about the details.

"Get me one too." Locke followed and added.

The waiter bent down and retreated, leading several maids to get food for them.

"Hals, don't just eat, introduce to Locke to the nobles of our Franza." Soon, Shelley, who was dressed in a dress tonight, came over and complained to Hals.

"I'm not interested, I want to go there." Hals wiped the oil stains on the corner of his mouth, and said with no interest.

"Forget it, it's enough to know you Shelley." Locke laughed.

He was really right. In terms of status, the most noble king present was shorter than Shelley. In terms of strength, the first-level knight looked at the entire Franza Kingdom and was also the top group of people.

Shelley did not wear her usual armor at the banquet, but instead put on a black lace long skirt, which was noble and sexy.

No wonder there are so many male animals in the Knights' Palace aiming at Shelley. If you really want to dress up, Shelley's appearance is no worse than those of Locke's beauties.

Three first-level powerful men sat here, regardless of their status, the crushing aura at the level of life alone made Franza's great nobles dare not come forward at will.

Gradually, there were fewer participants walking around Rock and the other two.

"Locke, I heard you are a prince?" Shelley came over and asked in a low voice.

"Well, I am the prince of the Kingdom of Fostertan." Locke nodded. This is not a secret that cannot be told.

"Then look," Shelley said, biting her lip, "Can you Fostertan have any commercial relationships with us Franza? Many of our Franza's industries are good."

After a good banquet, Shelley began to sell Franza's various specialties to Locke.

Locke turned to look at Hals. Hals just pretended that he didn't see it, and took the plate to the banquet table to find food, without the marquis's attitude.

"Uh, you have to know that Fostertan is far from Franza." Locke said with some worries, and he saw Shelley's intention.

"It's okay, we Franza have caravans going to the Omore Empire every year. I believe you Foster, you, will also send caravans to Princeton?" Shelley said further.

Strictly speaking, Fostertan is located in the south-central part of the Missia continent, while the Kingdom of Franza is located in the north of the Missia continent. The distance between the south and the north is no longer just a simple manpower.

achieve.

Even Locke and his group of first-class knights traveling back and forth between the motherland and the Omor Empire, they also took a floating ship. If those caravans want to trade, they need to come step by step.

"I will give you a message to the king, but don't give you too much hope." Locke gave Shelley a vaccination first.

The caravans that Fosterstein went to the Omore Empire every year were very small, with only one or two hundred people, and half of the guards and young nobles who accompanied him, so there was no commercial trade deal in essence.

"It's okay, thank you, Locke." Shelley smiled.

She, a knight, is really tired. She has to practice hard and spend some energy to take care of the country.

Unlike Locke, he usually cares about the Kingdom of Fostein. Every year when the envoys of the Kingdom of Fostein came to Prince, Locke would go to meet him and then put away the cultivation supplies that Kensell had brought to him.

King Kensell treated Locke much better than other domestic first-class knights. He had thirty high-level crystals every year and some domestic specialty materials. Locke called him brother-in-law for nothing.

"Prince Locke, are you interested in dancing with me?" Shelley took off his white gloves and invited Locke.

"I am so honorable." Locke smiled and took Shelley's green onion hand.

Locke's dancing skills are not low, Angelina and Grace are all good players. Locke's dancing skills have also increased significantly over the years.

During the half month in the Kingdom of Franza, Locke lived a comfortable life. As winter approached, everything was covered with silver and there were few pedestrians coming and going outside.

Hals led his Marquis' Guards to a vigorous winter hunting event on the vast Costdaya ice field.

I ate freshly roasted snow deer and drank franza famous vodka. This wine with extremely high-quality wine, Locke was confused when he first drank it.

Hals had his guard adjutant perform the magical skill of spitting fire after taking a sip of vodka.

"You lieutenant can be half a magic apprentice!" Locke pointed at the bearded man and scolded.

"He is a nonsense magic apprentice. The temperature of the flame is less than 300 degrees, so it's hard to barbecue." Hals disagreed. "It would be almost the same if the alcohol concentration was a little higher."

When the adjutant heard this, a strong man like a bear was so scared that his arms trembled. He added the alcohol concentration of vodka. Then he drank not alcohol, but pure alcohol.

The strong man believed that with his high-level servant's physique, there would be no accident if he drank one or two bottles of pure alcohol, but who would have nothing to do to drink poison?

"Have you been to the headquarters of the Knights Hall?" Rock, who was riding a sled in the snow, asked Hals next to him.

"I've been there twice, nothing interesting," Hals said. "By the way, your mission next year is coming soon, you can take the opportunity to go to the headquarters."

"Okay." Locke said, ten years of mission, he has completed four years. When he goes to the Knights Hall to receive the mission next month, he will see if he can find Reilly to change the mission to the headquarters.

Half a month later, Locke was the first to return to the Omor Empire, Shelley, Hals and others said they would stay for a few more months.

Locke was not alone along the way, because there were two first-level knights accompanying him: Kaubo and Temple.
Chapter completed!