The courtly old handsome man half-closed his eyes from fear. After seeing the cloudy steaming fog on the river appear under his feet in mid-air, as well as hearing the wind blowing against his ears, his mouth widened in surprise. It was then that he realized that Alexander had just jumped over a sixteen to seventeen yard gap…… “What kind of strength is that? That’s at least the strength of a two star warrior……When did Alexander acquire such power?”
Bast was curious.
He felt that he had missed something magnificent after he left the castle.
“Bang!”
After both of them got onto the north side of the collapsed bridge, Angela happily jumped into Bast’s arms as she burst into tears, “ Father……I knew you would come back!”
“Of course, because my sweetheart who’s more precious than my own life is still here.” A gentle fatherly smile came on Bast’s face as he kissed his daughter’s forehead.
However, Pierce and the other soldiers and citizens “humphed” at him with disdain.
In their eyes, the sly and greedy old fox had spent all the treasures that he took and came back to Chambord to deceive the king again and obtain more treasures. Although the “old fox” appeared very graceful, elegant and noble-like, after a couple years, even the mercenaries that passed by Chambord had seen through his true colors: a king’s butler that was afraid of death and treasured money like his life.
All the cold stares and expressions were seen by Bast.
However, not the slightest bit of embarrassment came onto the old man’s face. He tapped his daughter’s back, slowly fixed his coarse robe and said to Fei, “Alexander, it looks like something magical happened to you… That’s great! But I recommend you to change into a set of clean clothes……” After he said that, he looked at the Barbarian’s 【Arctic Fur】 which was a bit shabby. He moved a few steps back and continued, “Yassin Emperor of the Zenit Empire has send his oldest Princess Tanasha as the Royal Coronation ambassador and she has arrived with the Royal Coronation Legion. You’re turning 18 in half a month; according to the customs on the continent, you can only formally become the king of Chambord after you receive the coronation from your parent Zenit Empire…… This ceremony will be very significant; you have to prepare for it well.”
The old handsome man pointed at the shiny armoured cavalry formation across the river who resembled a forest with all their weapons pointing into the sky.
“So those dumbasses really are from the Zenit Empire……Eh wait, uncle Bast, what did you say? Royal Coronation Legion? Aren’t they the reinforcements that are here to help out in the war?” Fei frowned.
“No, we only learned that Chambord was under siege while we were on the way.”