On the seventh day after his birth, Felid Lambal was baptized by the Archbishop of Sardinia, but to say something blasphemous, he never thought that there would be a natural noble saying in the world.

But his Highness should be exceptional. He walked in through the slowly open door, frowned slightly, but did not make people feel cruel or rude, but it felt that it was a sin to make him unhappy; black hair and black eyes complemented the snow-white velvet robe, which was made very long as tradition, dragged to the dark red carpet, and only when walking could you vaguely see the white leather boots hidden inside, embroidered with gold thread on them, lilies and roses surrounded them, with opal buttons forming a delicate band on the long lantern, the belt was covered with diamonds and tourmalines, and half covered the shoulders with a bright red velvet cape with white marten fur on the edge, covering the entire back, and to the left side of the chest, the luxurious gem necklace shook out from under the fluffy at his pace.

"Oh, baby Alex has come true. He is simply an antique clock covered with jewelry." Wilderge, who was also forced to dress up, thought that he was very happy to see Alex not taking the bronze ring on his little finger that marked the Salieri family.

Less than a minute after Alix walked in, the door was opened again. This time the queen was wearing a conservative crimson velvet robe with a high standing collar. The black velvet cape on her body was wrapped in a golden silk rope under the collarbone. She wore a ribbon with her grandfather and father's badge. She wore a huge diamond crown on her silver hair. Her expression, movement, and the confidence of the powerhouse all forced everyone in the room to lower her head. Only Alix was still standing there, and he just nodded slightly.

"Come on, my child, go to the balcony with me." The queen said.

This room is very special because it faces the palace square. When the king wants to give a speech to the people or announce something, he will walk to the big balcony. The exquisite carpet is mixed with gold and silver threads, and heavy cypress trees are laid under it. It will walk silently. In front of the wall behind them is the emperor's throne and golden canopy. Two gold-plated silver lions guard the side, one on the left and one on the right, lifelike.

The guards pushed the thick brocade curtains to both sides, and the semicircular balcony was exposed in front of everyone's eyes. The brilliant light poured on the white marble. Because there was no reference around it, it looked like an exquisite cliff, and the waves below were filled with shouts of expectation and joy, as if it was slamming the waves on the cliff.

The Queen walked in front, and according to the etiquette, Alex fell two steps behind. When the Queen appeared on the balcony, all the sounds suddenly disappeared. Alex did not feel a trace of magic fluctuation, otherwise he would have thought that someone had released a large "impeding sound wave". The brief silence did not last long. Alex heard someone shouting: "God bless my king!" Then everyone shouted: "Long live the queen! God bless my king!" The cheers went higher, and when they gradually calmed down, the Queen pressed her right hand to the heart. When she spoke, the square was extremely quiet again. The Queen said: "God bless my people!" "God bless my king!" The people below shouted in unison as if singing and singing. This time the cheer lasted for about two minutes. The third person of this.

This enthusiasm is definitely not a disguise or an impulse. At least these people who shouted God's blessing to me are truly loved and worn by this old human woman, devout and passionate, just like believers surrounding them.

The Lich looked at everything in front of him calmly. In the more than two hundred years of Faren, he not only could obtain relevant memories from the brains of those adventurers, but also many of the royal members who were betrayed and expelled by their own people also fled to the Wuhui forest around the Undead Tower. Some were really desperate, while others took out precious things to exchange for the help of the semi-lich tutor. The latter not only fed the mentor's pets, but also enriched the mentor's treasure house. Their memories more truly explained the meaning of the existence of a king - as the mentor said: "The king is the most wonderful sacrifice." The king's power is not based on

The basis of violence is not based on playing power, but is indeed based on seeking welfare and interests for the people. But he is also a normal person after all, he has his own feelings, his own life, his own preferences... The wisest, most rational and most reliable king will always make mistakes. However, the people never consider this. When the king cannot perform his duties according to the will of the people, the people will depose him and execute him mercilessly - even when the two factions of the forces are fighting each other, the king caught in it will be ruthlessly shattered, even if he has no mistakes.

Now the enthusiasm of the people is like fire, and one day this passion will burn you to pieces.

Maybe this country needs a lich, but a lich does not need this country.

Alex thought coldly, ending his short journey, and the surroundings fell into silence for the fourth time.

"Here, according to the Sardinian Constitution and royal tradition... I appointed Alexander Sallyeli Ferdinand as the crown prince and will give him the right and interests he deserves." The queen smiled and turned her body slightly, paying attention not to look at the microphone in the roses, and nodded to Alex: "Come on, my child, let your people see you."

Alex walked out.

He was quite tall and had a handsome face with distinct Sardinian characteristics. He was solemn, noble, elegant, and the majesty that was emitting from his body was comparable to the queen. He looked even more calm and restrained, steady and trustworthy. The nobles stood together with the civilians and cheered for their new crown prince in an unconscious manner.

Now only the MPs stranded in Prime Minister Agnelli's office, and their chiefs, are unhappy.

"Cheer, cheer, stupid guys, you will cry one day because of him!" One of the MPs pulled the curtains and peered at the boiling square, muttering to himself, because he voted against the Crown Prince. For civilian MPs like them who have no family support and no relationship with the foundation, the power of a Crown Prince is enough to make them afraid.

"He may be really terrible, but there is no doubt that he has a great charm, which makes countless people crazy." His colleagues said softly beside him-he is more trusted by Prime Minister Agnelli than the former, and can see more information.

"I don't understand, they didn't cheer like this when the Queen appeared?"

"Ha..." It's different, completely different,

Agnelli did not hear the whispers of his subordinates clearly and did not care. Sardin's Prime Minister sat behind the desk with a serious expression and thought seriously.

He must find a countermeasure as soon as possible.

***

"Do you know?" said the queen. "I have imagined you standing by my side countless times in twenty-eight years."

"But I hope you can have your own life happily like these ordinary people. They don't have a lot of money and don't have much power, but they can hug their mothers at any time instead of nodding at the distance of an arm; they don't have to send a formal invitation to have dinner with their children; they can find a girlfriend who is 20 years older than themselves or who has divorced and has children, and they won't worry about any extremely secret "sex scandal" that will be widely publicized by the newspapers - even if you don't remember anything immoral; most importantly, there will be no such few people at all times, even the country prays day and night to die immediately... I really thought about making you look like a normal person

"She waved to the people, took a breath in a hidden and lightly: "Sometimes I would sit here at the window and watch the people coming and going below. When you were 6 years old, I would go to see the children carrying schoolbags, thinking that my children were about to study. In another 4.5 years, I would go to see the students' homework when inspecting the school, those 1, 2, 5, guess you would like physics as much as I am or literature as your father; when you are 18.19 years old, I would go to the room behind the palace to live, and every morning, boys who received traditional military training would run by the palace avenue below - I thought I could only think like this in my life..."

The salute roared, and the queen seized the opportunity to turn around and smiled at Alex when the white smoke blocked the public's view.

"So," she turned around: "Don't be upset, my child." Although Alex often has a facial nerve disordered face, perhaps because of his mother-son nature, the Queen can always detect his emotions, especially when he is upset: "Believe me," the Queen said: "Being a king is not as terrible as you think." She continued: "Of course, I know that for you young people today, it is really a boring thing to know what you want to do every day, hour and minute for the next two months, but we can always find some fun in it."

She gently grabbed Alex's finger under the cover of her cloak.

"I will protect you, even the Holy See, dare not threaten the crown prince of Sardinia - don't have to consider those tedious etiquette, those boring politics, those ridiculous newspapers - you just need to do what you like... I believe you are a good child." The Queen said confidently: "If you really don't want to be this king... After your matter is resolved... maybe we can try a complete republic? How about it? The Sardinian Republic sounds good too..."

Alex was silent.

The queen firmly held her child's hand, her fingers trembling slightly, so good, she thought, he did not refuse.

***

"Camé?"

Sonia looked at Kame worriedly, and the strong woman burst into tears at some point. Of course, there was no way to know what the queen said or did, but the magic mirror set by the lich truly reproduced everything within three feet of Alex.

"Ah, I'm fine."

Carme looked at his sister-in-law worriedly, her frowning husband and her worried eldest son, and said with a smile: "I just think..."

"It's great that Yalix has a mother who loves him like this. I'm so happy, I'm so happy..."

Her tears were like pearls under the light.

(Preview, next chapter - monarch and minister.)

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