This is what a vaudeville clown looks like!

Palace official?

Court jester, right?

Little Graz thought in his heart and looked at Silik.

The old consultant looked solemn and handed his credentials to little Graz.

Little Graz glanced at it, appearing calm on the surface, but secretly roaring.

Damn it!

asshole!

The young king's fingers holding the silk cloth turned white from the exertion.

Why?

Very simple!

The letter of credence states that the Beta royal family has sent troops in compliance with the request of the Kingdom of Lane and solved the crisis in Lane. At this time, Lane needs to provide military expenses and corresponding remuneration in accordance with the previous agreement.

Little Gratz resisted the urge to throw the silk cloth on the ground and step on it.

The look he looked at Xiufens, the court official of the Beta royal family, changed again.

At this time, how could the young king not understand the purpose of the Beta royal family sending this clown-like palace official - the other party was just to humiliate him!

Implying he's a clown!

"Did King Beta say anything else?"

Little Graz asked expressionlessly.

"Our Majesty, we hope that you can fulfill your promise as soon as possible."

Xiufensi recounted it truthfully, but his tone was full of arrogance.

The other party looked completely condescending, and they were completely different from the previous salute - this made Little Gratz understand that the other party did it on purpose!

Humiliating him is not enough!

And to tease him!

Especially when he saw Xiufensi's sudden sarcastic look, little Graz became more and more sure of this.

He really wanted to kill the guy in front of him.

but……

no!

"Okay, I understand."

"You go back first!"

Little Graz suppressed his anger and waved his hand.

"Okay, please do it as soon as possible."

"My Majesty has a bad temper!"

Xiufensi covered his mouth and chuckled before leaving the military tent.

And the moment the court officer of the Beta royal family left the military tent, little Gratz couldn't bear it any longer. He threw the letter of credence to the ground and stamped on it crazily.

"Beep! Beep! Beep beep beep beep!"

A series of completely indescribable obscenities came from the mouth of the little Graz.

A full ten minutes!

Little Gratz stopped breathing heavily.

"This guy is threatening me!"

"He occupied Tik Fortress and took the initiative, and we have not yet recovered from Wolfe's attack - if I don't give military expenses and corresponding rewards, he will definitely send troops to attack us!"

"Ahhhh! Bastard!"

As he spoke, little Graz became furious again.

Silik's face dropped like water.

This good-tempered and conscientious old consultant, who had originally just hoped to find a place to retire, was also angry.

What a bully!

It's really...

well!

More helplessness appeared in the old consultant's eyes.

The situation is stronger than the people.

What can be done?

"Your Majesty, we have endured this time."

"When Mr. Marple returns, we can rest and recuperate - three years, at most, we can wash away this shame!"

The old consultant persuaded in a low voice.

"Well, three years!"

"Three years, hey!"

The young king repeated the time in a low voice.

That strong sense of shame stung him more than death.

He, little Graz, swore that he would wash away his shame!

He, little Gratz vowed, would get it back a hundred times a thousand times!

Let’s forget it this time…

"Report!"

"Secret message from Prince Regent Marple!"

The signal soldier ran in again, accompanied by a middle-aged man who was wearing a robe but was restrained. There was half a footprint on the middle-aged man's robe. There was deep dissatisfaction on the other person's face. When he saw it,

After Little Graz, he said loudly: "I am King Wolfe's envoy, bringing your Majesty's message. I am willing to be captured to express my sincerity, but it does not mean that you can humiliate me!"

"King Wolf?"

"Wolf VIII?"

Little Gratz narrowed his eyes, with a cold look in his eyes.

Why did Ryan become what he is today? This old bastard did it all!

He and King Beta are the ones he must kill in this life!

"Please don't get me wrong!"

"My Majesty is Poirot Marple, the real king of Wolfe, not the 'fake king' like before!"

"Um?!"

"Father (His Royal Highness the Regent)?"

In the military tent, Little Gratz and Silik exclaimed.

The two of them looked at each other, while the communication transcendent told everything and presented evidence - only a few of them knew one thing.

For example: Why did Goethe go to Wolfe's capital, Renifer.

"Not only do you think Wolfe's main force is an eyesore, but you also want the Wolfe royal family to compensate you for the loss of 11 Kimmel Street?"

"You bombed my house, and you use your kingdom to make up for it... This is very good, very adoptive father!"

Little Graz muttered in a low voice.

Then, suddenly the young king came back to his senses.

"Long live my foster father!"

He shouted loudly and shouted to the guard at the door——

"quick!"

"Bring me the special envoy of the Beta royal family!"

The word "please", Little Gratz emphasized the pronunciation.

The guard at the door naturally understood.

They heard clearly what their king had just scolded in the military tent.

Therefore, Xiufensi was tied up and thrown in front of little Graz.
To be continued...