It was now sunset.

The sun in the west melted into a fiery orange disk, low above the sea. As the setting sun set, trembling and broken flames ignited everywhere on the sea.

Lan Nuohou straightened his back. Standing in front of the city of Rome with a straight face, he looked towards the north in silence.

Although it is late summer, the sea breeze in the evening can still make people stiff.

Behind them, the watchman standing on the tower and wearing a leather hat like a peaked cap nodded and gestured to the people below.

So a young man dressed as an aristocrat nodded, trotted to Marquis Lano, and whispered to him: "Master Marquis, King Solomon is coming soon.

"understood.

Lan Nuohou replied without turning his head.

He wears an ornamental silver-and-white bust, and his head is crowned with three-coloured bird tail feathers as a sign of his prowess. But such a sultry dress also made his face stunned with fine sweat dripping down his sides. Under the bust, his back was soaked with sweat. But he still didn't move - because only in this way, those behind him would be afraid of his power and keep quiet.

Even if he is a marquis, for these unenlightened and not long-sighted people, they simply don't realize the significance of maintaining strict discipline and order in front of the new king who is about to meet them for the first time. The new king of Fasanke is notoriously fond of order and law. Some of the new buildings in Yacai City today were designed by Charles in his youth under the guidance of Mr. Tuping. Including streets and other building layouts are the same - all highlight a regular beauty.

For example, there seems to be a certain proportion on both sides of the street, how the city unfolds symmetrically, the height of the buildings from the highest to the bottom, what kind of pattern does it seem to be connected... and the length of the street, which is a good distance from the last time Lan Nuohou learned from a friend It has been almost ten years since I heard this incident. At that time, Lan Nuohou told his own children about this incident as a typical example of "other people's children", so he still had some impressions.

But now he is very happy

Once he can speak a few words in front of King Solomon, he may eventually become the nobleman who retains the most power today. According to his understanding of other people, it only takes ten years at most for him to annex the best and most promising aristocratic families of the next generation. Once Wang died, he would be the one who had the last laugh. For such a thing, he naturally wouldn't explain to those idiots behind him. It's better to say that the less they know, the better... Anyway, they don't have many opportunities to go to Frank to go to Asia. Now, not many people know that the one who designed the layout of Yashen City is the new king of Goth.

Lan Nuohou is complacent about this.

However, wanting to demonstrate order is not something he can do alone. Order will always be overwhelmed by chaos. If the people around him are in chaos, King Solomon may not have the heart to observe whether there is anyone who is still standing here humbly and respectfully. So Lan Nuohou just severely reprimanded and punished those who spoke to him and those who spoke for him. The others were silent, not daring to say a word, they could only stand there awkwardly. But this is exactly what Lan Nuohou wanted.

He opened his eyes and saw King Solomon's caravan. I also saw the two elephants presented by the legendary Persian envoy, and the army around King Solomon who did not eat, drink or sleep for several days, but was still energetic and orderly. Lan Nuohou immediately felt the beauty of order, and then felt fear. Then comes the awe, anticipation and excitement. i was right. he thinks.

King Solomon really liked order

A drop of water landed on Lan Nuohou's nose.

It is going to rain?

He froze for a moment. At this moment, the nobles behind him began to whisper. It was a discussion at first, but after the first person broke the silence. It quickly turned into an uproar.

To suffer. Lan Nuohou's face immediately became ugly.

But they had already entered King Solomon's sight range, so he didn't turn around and scold them. Instead, hold your head up and try your best to maintain your image in the crowd.

Sure enough, he felt King Solomon look at him immediately. After the elephant carrying King Solomon got closer, he even saw a smile on King Solomon's face.

Although the plan was disrupted. But the result is still good.

Seeing this, Lord Lan's spirit was a little lifted, and the ugly look on his face also improved a little. After King Solomon got a little closer, he was the first to ride up to meet him, then dismounted and knelt down in front of King Solomon.

"A revered, exalted, most holy King Solomon."

Marquis Lanno couldn't wait to introduce himself: "I am the representative of the nobles in Rome, Marquis Floen Lanno.

"Hello, Marquis.

Charles asked the driver to stop the elephant, looked down at Lan Nuohou, nodded gently, and greeted curiously: "What were you guys doing before?"

To be honest, it’s Charles, and it’s the first time I’ve seen the color of the name change back and forth at a high speed like an RGB keyboard light J. I feel that this brother's inner drama is a bit too much...

"I am leading them to meet you, Honorable King Solomon.

Lan Nuohou replied respectfully, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his words: "It's just that they are not big nobles. I have never seen the awe of a truly noble person to a truly noble person.

"Any mistake that does not harm others will always be looked down upon by short-sighted people, who will consider it 'insignificant'. Because they think it is an insignificant matter, naturally they cannot understand it. If they do not understand it, they will not obey.

Charles said casually: "But it's not a mistake. After all, anyone who is serious can also be annoying...

Just as Charles and Lan Nuohou were talking, a thin drizzle fell. The sky is not dark, but the wind is getting colder.

"It's probably going to rain heavily. Charles looked at the nobles who were starting to become a little chaotic in the distance, raised his brows, and said calmly to Lan Nuohou: "Why don't I disperse the rain. How, Marquis? "

…to drive the rain away?

Lan Nuohou froze for a moment, but didn't react.

"You mean.

he asked tentatively. Charles just said calmly: "That's it.

As he spoke, he drew Joyeuse, his sword.

He stood up and pointed the holy sword to the sky. Before the water fell on him, it evaporated into white smoke around him.

"Back off, Neptune One"

Under the gaze of the nobles and people in Rome, Charles rebuked loudly. His voice was strong and high: "Stand back before Solomon!"

As he finished speaking, the rain stopped.

"Nepton, you have to take away even this cloud!"

Charles drank again.

Suddenly, a hurricane surged!

A black, slightly fishy-smelling storm swept past, dispelling the dark clouds in the sky in the blink of an eye. exactly. It was precisely to dispel the rain cloud above the heads of the Frankish soldiers. A long gully cut the sky, and the sky returned to clear, while the rain in other places was still falling. Seeing this scene, Lan Nuohou stayed where he was. Even the stupid nobles resting behind him. He was also dumbfounded and fell silent.

"There is no need to panic, Marquis.

Charles said calmly: "It won't hurt you.

The series of flattery words he had thought up before were all held back in his throat, and he didn't know what to say.

etc? Does this plot look familiar?

Lan Nuohou suddenly remembered the feat of beheading and beheading God Apollo when St. Augustus entered Rome in the past.

He looked at Charles with a slightly shrunken gaze, which finally showed a trace of shrinkage.

-He thinks he has the wisdom to learn to control people's hearts. No matter how wise a king is, he is still a human being; as long as he is a human being, he has his own greed and preferences, and there are things he hates and fears. To control these is to control a king. It is tantamount to controlling a country.

Just as he responded to Hei Luhou's words before: If the nobles don't obey the king, should the king obey the nobles? 'indeed so. But what he wants to do is not to seek power—he knows in his heart that he has no ability to be a king at all.

But he can be Wang's friend. The stronger the king, the more powerful he is. He's jealous of a relationship like that and tries to have it. That's why he persuaded Hildigard not to participate in the action of kneeling to accept King Solomon.

But now, he hesitated. He began to doubt the many plans he had arranged in Gothic before. What can succeed.

It's wrong that he has the power to learn to control people's hearts.

But if the other party is not human at all, that's another matter.

Marquis, let them know. Charles said briskly: "Take your friends, come to me, bow down to me, and call me king. After this, I still have something to say to you.

…As you command, King Solomon.

Lan Nuohou opened his mouth, but nothing came out of his clever mouth. He could only nod his head, low claiming yes. This young king... sees right through me.

The previous layout and all plans may have been leaked by the spies long ago.

However, he can't let him look down on us like this—this is the moment when they, the Gothic nobles, have the closest status in front of King Solomon. When he officially became the king of Gothic, they really couldn't stand up. At this time, the higher their status in King Solomon's heart is raised, and King Solomon realizes that they are irreplaceable, the more power they can retain in the end.

The Marquis felt his heart tighten. Finally made up my mind.

One can only ask Lord Hildigard to take action.

Only he can restrain King Solomon.