At the entrance of the Holy Light Wish Cathedral in Merindel City, the capital of the Hawke Empire, a handsome young man with long blonde hair slowly walked in.
The personnel of the church were not at all surprised by the arrival of the second prince, they simply saluted silently and then continued their prayers or other work. With a modest smile on his face, Alexander also nodded his head in greeting to everyone who greeted him, and after making his way through the chapel, he entered a room by the courtyard garden.
In the room sat a dark-skinned middle-aged man with a shaved head, a man whose appearance was not surprised by the arrival of the second prince of the Empire. He lightly glanced at Alexander before putting down the book in his hands.
"Time to go?" The middle-aged man with the thankful top head didn't bow to the second prince, didn't even look up at him, on the contrary, Alexander, who was a royal, respectfully bowed to this unimpressive middle-aged man as a master and disciple. Because he was Alexander's teacher, the only Paladin in the western continent to enter the Holy Realm - Kevin. Kevin Eno.
"Yes, I will be leaving Merrindale for the Rock Province in a few moments, and I have come to say goodbye to my teacher." Alexander replied respectfully.
Kevin looked up at his proudest disciple and couldn't help but sigh, "Let's go, let's go, my disciple has grown up and left the master, it's time for him to go out and make his mark."
"Teacher, I ......" Alexander suddenly felt that it was a bit unseemly for him to pat himself on the back after learning so much from his teacher, and he swallowed hard to say something, but didn't know what to say.
Kevin could see what Alexander was thinking and he smiled gently, ''Alright Alexander, I don't mean to blame you, and you don't need to say anything more. For a teacher, I'm really satisfied to be able to teach a disciple as outstanding as you. I am also honored to be your teacher."
Alexander's face flushed slightly, and he could only say, "I'm still too far away compared to my teacher, you're a Holy Realm powerhouse, teacher, while I'm only a thirteenth level Paladin right now."
Kevin guffawed, ''At sixteen years old you can cultivate to level thirteen and you're still not satisfied? Your cultivation speed is unbelievable even to me. But Alexander, do you know what I'm most proud of you for?"
"The apprentice is foolish and does not know."
"It's your character. Because of your talent, you were born to be a wizard at utilizing and manipulating holy light, so whether or not you have my guidance, you can easily become a strong person who will traverse the continent. But these are not the most valuable things, the reason why I was willing to accept you as a disciple in the first place was partly because of your talent, but more importantly because I saw your integrity and bravery. All these years I have continuously educated you and influenced you in the hope that you would always retain these precious qualities. And now, I'm glad that you did."
Kevin touched his bald head and continued, ''You've pretty much learned what I've been able to teach you over the years, and the rest is up to you to figure out. The Stokers' temptations these past few years seem to have exceeded His Majesty's bottom line, and I think something big should happen in the last few months. You should pay more attention yourself in the south."
Alexander nodded, and just then there was an arrogant as hell shout from outside, "Blacklight! Blacklight! I've come to see you today! Hahahahaha!"
Alexander said with an odd look on his face, "Did you have an appointment with Mr. Malloryt today?"
Listening to the yelling outside, Kevin's face, which was already tanned, rose to a purplish red color, and Black Light was the nickname given to him by the visitor, meaning that his skin was as black as charcoal and his brain was oily and shiny. Kevin shook his head somewhat helplessly, "How do I know this old rascal is here again ......"
Alexander looked towards the door, only to see the person coming with white hair, short silver-white hair was combed meticulously, two sword eyebrows for the slightly old face added a few points of heroism, a pair of starry-eyed gleaming, silver-gray eyes glittering with wisdom, even under the nose of a word of beard is also constructed neatly. The old man was wearing an off-white robe, and this robe, whether from the style to the workmanship to the color combination, was described as a rare and fine product.
If summarized into one sentence, the first impression of this old man should be that of an aristocrat with great manners and poise. When he was young, he must have been an extremely beautiful man who could charm thousands of girls like the future Alexander. But on the contrary, the tone of this old man's speech was just as Kevin defined it, an old rogue ......
"Oh, Blacklight, my old buddy, would you be interested in visiting the Second Heaven with me in the next couple days? I heard they got a dark elf slave girl there recently, you should know how good those black pearls of the earth are at that. Oh man, I feel charged just thinking about it!" The old guy hugged Kevin enthusiastically with a roguish, lustful expression on his face.
Kevin silently took out his handkerchief, first wiped off the spittle that the old rogue sprayed onto his face because he was overly excited, and then wiped the corners of the old rogue's mouth to avoid his spit from dirtying the floor, before coldly saying, "That kind of place doesn't interest me. And if you really want to find a dark elf ......" Kevin paused and continued with a contemptuous gaze, "I see that even if your old bones were not sucked dry on the spot, I'm afraid that you won't have the strength to go home the next day."
The old rogue after listening to the anger, first reprimanded Kevin with a handkerchief wipe is how unhygienic a behavior, and then began to count how in the year in the field of the wind and moon reigns supreme. Finally, he repeatedly declared that he has always paid attention to exercise and maintenance, signaling that he is still the sword is not old, seven times a night, the golden gun is not down in front of him is a child's play.
This flurry of talk down only said spittle, noisy Kevin master and disciple two dizziness. In the end, Alexander finally couldn't stand it anymore and saluted the old rogue in greeting:
"Hello Mr. Malloryt."
Malloryt twisted his head as if he had just discovered Alexander, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes before he instantly eliminated all the plonkiness from his body, bowed gracefully, and said in a voice tinged with magnetism, "Good day, Your Highness the Prince. I was a bit excited to see my old friend, so I neglected you, please forgive me."
"Uh, it's nothing ......" Alexander looked a little odd, although he had met the old man quite a few times, but up to now he couldn't understand exactly how Malloryt managed to make the rapid transition between old rogue and old nobleman.
"Are you comfortable in Merrindale, sir?" Alexander had no words.
"Of course, I am very grateful to His Majesty for his generosity to me. Life in Merindel has always been a great joy to me." Malloryte spoke eloquently:
"It's just that a petty thief actually got inside my yard two days ago, but I'm sure it was just an accident, and I've never doubted the policing of Merindale."
"Hell, which ungrateful thief dares to steal from the Blast Wind Sword Saint?!" Kevin and Alexander sighed in their hearts at the same time.
"Later, when I saw that the brigand was just a fourteen or fifteen year old, I didn't punish him much and had him sent straight to the sheriff's department." Malloryt continued.
"It's inevitable that teenagers will make mistakes, I just hope that the Ministry of Law and Order will be a little lighter on their hands." Although Alexander was born in the royal family, he had occasionally heard about some of the things that happened in the Ministry of Law and Order.
Although Merindel is a fairly developed city, but there are still many orphans who do not have enough to eat and wear warm, those teenagers always have to be jailed for various reasons, it is said that those who have gone through the security department after the "reform" of the teenagers are often in the days after that department to talk about the color of change, must have been the boredom of those all day long! It is said that those teenagers who have been "reformed" by the security department are often afraid to talk about that department in the following days, and must have been tortured by those boring jailers all day long. But he didn't know that the teenager he was talking about would be associated with him in countless ways in the years to come.
"As you wish, Your Royal Highness, I will say hello to the Ministry of Law and Order." Malloryt bowed.
Alexander nodded and looked at the sky and said, "It's getting late, I have to go catch up. Teacher, Mr. Malloryt, I'm leaving now, please take care of the two of you in the Imperial Capital as well."
"Go, be more careful on your own when you get to the south, and think more when you encounter things, I believe that the apprentice I taught won't let me down." Kevin patted Alexander's shoulder, Alexander gave Kevin another master and disciple salute and turned to leave.
Looking at Alexander's back as he left, Malloryt said, "Nice kid, isn't he?"
"Even better, it's my apprentice, and it has nothing to do with you." Kevin had a smug look on his face.
"Hmph, just you wait, don't be too proud of yourself for accepting a good disciple. Old me has prepared a gift for the one in the east these days as well. When the time comes, you old baldy beware of being pissed off by that guy."
"What kind of good things can a Holy Realm powerhouse like you, who is so poor that you are about to go collect protection fees to make ends meet, come up with?" Kevin knew what kind of a poor dog the seemingly rich old man in front of him was.
"You'll know when the time comes." Malloryt had an inscrutable look on her face, "That old kid really got lucky this time, but anyways, it's also considered a gift from me to him. No, when I see that guy in a few years old I must blackmail him for a few good things before I can do it, hehehe, hitting the dirt is the best feeling!"
"Hey, that last dirtbag you were talking about was supposed to be the guy on the east side alright. So don't come copying my house!" Kevin's tanned face became darker as Malloryte walked over to the bookcase in the inner room as she spoke, her eyes sweeping thievishly toward the third cabinet in the lower left corner of the bookcase.
"Oh, it's actually the ten-year collection of Rousseau Manor. It seems that you, the titular paladin, didn't fish for few things either." Malloryte opened the cabinet and looked at the things inside with green light in both eyes.
Watching Malloryte fondle the bottle as if she were caressing her lover's hands, Kevin knew that the bottle was not going to be spared today, no matter what, and sighed, "Save some for me, will you? Alexander gave it to me two days ago."
"Are you kidding me, of course good things are only fun if you share them with others, am I the kind of person who likes to eat alone?" Malloryt appeared bashful to the core.
"What the hell, where the hell do you smell alcohol? I'm afraid if you applied for a job as a search dog at the Sheriff's Department you could take the jobs of every dog there!" Sparing Kevin's good cultivation was finally forced to storm out by Malloryt, and began to use the meanest language out of sarcasm, but he could only take some advantage of his mouth, if he really started to fight, Kevin's heart was not really too sure.
And Malloryte ignored Kevin's sarcasm and just clutched the bottle all over the room looking for crystal glasses to pour from.
"Holy light above, why can even this kind of scoundrel enter the holy domain ......" Kevin sighed powerlessly in his heart, and then took the initiative to take out the crystal cup.
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Ten days later, Emperor Larwen officially sent out an official document, strongly condemning the behavior of the Stokers who repeatedly created friction on the border between the two countries, and stated that the Hawk Empire had decided to increase its troops on the southern border when it couldn't tolerate it any longer, and that if the Stokers didn't have a reasonable explanation for the recent friction incident, then the Hawk Empire wouldn't rule out the possibility of launching a war. As of this moment, the Hawke Empire entered a state of secondary war readiness.
While the nation was shocked at the strong reaction of the empire, a team escorting a large number of hard laborers arrived at the Kord seaport. This group of slaves would be escorted to the eastern continent, laying the foundation for the Hawke Empire to open up the situation in the eastern continent.
"Oh! Is this the sea? Is this a boat? Can this thing really take us across this endless ocean?" Regner said to himself as he looked at the big guy moored by the harbor.
"Boom!" A bushy palm slapped the back of Regner's head, instantly causing the thin, monkey-like Regner's eyes to glaze over.
"Get your ass in line for the boat! You're the only one who's been jumping up and down this whole trip!" The Imperial sailor escorting the slaves spat.
Regner gave the sailor a hateful look, but seeing the sailor's toned pecs and thick arms, he could only honestly follow the line of slaves onto the ship.
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