The latest website: "Cough! Your Majesty, I just took a look... Your name is indeed on the dagger, and it is 'Sholot', not 'Sholot'..."

"In addition, the 'ten years' was said by the female chief Alan herself... I think her age is not much different from your majesty...Ten years ago, she should have been just a little girl..."

Seeing the king's reaction, Mekart frowned, and the corners of his mouth twitched. His arm hurts from being pinched, but what is more frightening is his heart. It seems that he really knew some great things, so he won't be silenced, right? …

"Lord God! Look at the same reaction from His Majesty and the female chief of Alan...Hey! Captain Chihuaco is so clear!...One male and one female two-headed leopards, either biting or screaming... Sure enough, there must be adultery... Oh, the secret !..."

"My name...three words?...the little girl ten years ago...the me ten years ago..."

Shulot stood there, dizzy, probably because he drank too much tonight...His face was shocked, dazed, and he couldn't restrain his thoughts...He recalled the memories of ten years ago. It was the first time he had walked out of the Butterfly Palace in the Holy City.

He recalled the first time he traveled far, the first time he killed someone, and the first time he saved a pretty little girl... It seemed that he saw that innocent, kind, confused and curious self again...

And how old was he then? Twelve years old? Still thirteen? Emotional ups and downs, confused and uneasy in his heart, like a mature and innocent child who knows countless secrets that he should not know... He once resisted the reality alone, engraved a name that no one could understand on the dagger, until he was forced to leave Walk out of the Butterfly Palace and step into the wild wild jungle...

"That day, I rescued that little girl, put down the dagger I had been carrying since I was a child, and let go of the softness in my heart! ... And she, with my dagger, walked into the jungle and went to the far north... I thought, she I will be eaten by wolves, I will starve to death, and I will disappear into the endless mountains and forests without a sound, just like countless people...with the softness of my childhood, I will disappear forever..."

"However! She is still alive! She still has my dagger!... Lord God! After ten long years, I was able to hear about that little girl again! And I became the king of the lake, She became the chieftain of the Red Crow..."

"This is really... this is really!...A wonderful fate!..."

At this moment, countless emotions surged in Shulot's heart. Surprised, relieved, nostalgic, looking forward to... There is also an inexplicable fate that arises from somewhere. He couldn't explain his feelings clearly, but he had an urgent thought, wanting to take another look at his childhood dagger, and take another look at the little girl he once was.

"The Lord God is a witness! I just want to take a look, take another look... and then rub her head... It's like seeing a sapling that I planted by myself... or accidentally raised by my own hands...cough! I just want to Witnessing the past... yes! That's it!..."

Chaotic thoughts flashed through the king's mind. And the drunken expression on his face was constantly changing. Priest Mecate watched carefully for a while before speaking softly.

"Your Majesty... the witness of the Lord God! That female chief Alan is not only a rare beauty, but also the daughter of the Red Crow Chief Amosi, who seems to be raised as an heir!..."

"Huh? She's Amosi's daughter? How is that possible? Her father died very early..."

Hearing this, Shulot frowned. Priest Mecate recalled it for a while, and quickly explained.

"Oh! Your Majesty, she is the adopted daughter of Amosi, the little chieftain in the Red Crow tribe, second only to the chief! ...The wife and children of the Red Crow chief Amoxi all died in the cold wave and migration. And he is not young anymore, it seems that in the difficult cold wave, some hidden disease was left behind, and he has never given birth to a child... So, according to the current trend, if there is no accident, it should be this female chief of Alan who will succeed Red Crow Tribal Alliance!..."

"The lord **** bless you! So that's how it is..."

Hearing this, Xiu Luote scratched his hair, his eyes were a little bewildered, and he asked suspiciously.

"The dog-born in the wasteland have always respected force! That little girl... oh, the female chieftain of Alan...can hold down the entire tribal alliance? Can it suppress the chiefs and warriors of each tribe?..."

"Well…"

Priest Meccat touched his nose in embarrassment. He was embarrassed to say that with the force of the female chieftain of Alan, if she was singled out face to face, she might be able to hold His Majesty to the ground and capture her directly...

"Cough! Your Majesty... The female chief of Alan is famous for being good at shooting, and she led thousands of dog descendants to the north to conquer the wilderness and grassland... Her eyes are as sharp as eagles, and she seems to be able to read people's hearts. She is an extremely powerful person!"

"Oh! It turns out it's an eagle...um...Hello Eagle!...Rub your head, and call 'Youyou'...haha!..."

Shulot rubbed his forehead in distress. He seemed to have drunk too much, and his thoughts could not stop flying. Priest Mecate observed the situation and suggested cautiously.

"Lord God bless! Your Majesty! Since you and the female chief Alan have known each other since childhood...the Red Crow tribe in the northeast of the world may be included in the pocket without conquest...The female chief Alan has been leading the army and has not yet married... With the power of the kingdom, You just need to send envoys to put pressure on Red Crow Chief Amoxi, asking for the female chief Alan to be your concubine!...Then, as long as you give birth to a strong child, and then inherit the Red Crow tribe..."

"Witness of the Lord God! Haha! Mecate, you don't understand the law of the wilderness! Their traditions are different from those on the plateau!..."

Hearing the "business" mentioned by Meccat, Shulot laughed for a while, and recovered from his distant thoughts. Shaking his head drunkenly, he explained.

"The tribes of the wasteland, even if they gather into an alliance and settle down, they still maintain the traditions of the wasteland! As the leader of the tribal alliance, Amoxi must be an awe-inspiring warrior! Haha! If he doesn't fight the kingdom, Just sacrifice your own heir... I am afraid that his position as the great chief will be shaky in an instant!..."

"And the inheritance of the various tribes in the wasteland does not value bloodlines! Just like Amoxi adopted Alan, he wants to inherit the position of great chief... This position is based on strong military force and outstanding military exploits!...The great chief of the wasteland, How can you show weakness and powerlessness? Amoxi is like this, and so is Alan!..."

"So! Before the irresistible force of the kingdom reaches the northeast of the world, it is impossible for the Red Crow Tribal Alliance to obey obediently! This is the will of the wasteland tribe and will not be changed by any chief. Only we Stretch out your hand and beat them up...the wolves in the wilderness will come down obediently, and either run away from far away, or crawl under our feet...and at that time...haha!"

Thinking of this, Shulot's eyes straightened, he licked his dry lips, feeling drunk. I really drank too much wine tonight, I can't stop thinking about it...Rub my head, pet the obedient eagle...Uh, you can't be taller than me, right? Oh, it doesn't matter, there are other ways anyway...

"Haha! Come on! Meccat, have another drink with me!...Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again...The yellow crane is gone and never returns, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years...I want to return by eagle, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, the heights are extremely cold!...Hey! There seems to be something wrong..."

"Your Majesty! You are drunk, and you are speaking divine words that no one can understand..."

"Haha! Mekart~lightnovelpub.net~ Seeing your cautious look reminds me of those years ago! At that time, I was a hostage in Tisok's camp, and every day was precarious and frightened... Luckily, with Avitt around, he was more thoughtful at the time..."

"Your Majesty!...You...drunk!...I...didn't hear anything..."

"Hahaha! Mekart, let me say it again...you listen carefully!..."

"His Majesty!…"

Shulot laughed out loud, and Mekart tried to persuade him again and again. The lively voice came, but it was a rare relaxation and joy. Outside the main hall, the head of the guard, Eckart, stood guard at the door. He glanced at the king who was drunk and reciting poems, and the corners of his mouth could not help but raise. In fact, he came back very early and heard a lot at the door. But he has been standing outside the door, did not enter the palace...

"The Lord God is witness! What happened tonight... I still don't know the best..."

The head of the guard, Eckart, smiled, his face showing wisdom after seeing the world. But soon, he frowned and looked towards the end of the corridor. There, a beautiful lady in a white robe was stroking her obviously protruding belly, walking slowly.