596 The Majestic Lover Boy

'Gallop! Gallop! Gallop! Gallop!'

The wind wisped the manes of their horses, creating a flame-like illusion for all to see.

The thundering sounds of horse hooves continuously split through the air, forcing all those on foot to look at the majestic men who were currently riding towards Pigot city.

The men lifted their chins into the air and rode on their horses as dashing as they could.

And even their horses seemed to have an attitude problem as well.

On the snow-filled roads, several peasants were either seen leaving the city or going to the city from the neighbouring villages or towns.

Some propel had bags on their heads, while others carried firewood on their backs instead.

Of course, others rode horses that pulled along several peasant transportation carts that carried their products to and from the city.

There were also some nobles on the scene, as well as several hooded men on horseback too.

But no matter who was on the roads, everyone quickly turned and looked at the majestic group of men that was standing out from amongst the crowd like an eye-sore.

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"Make way!

Make way!

His highness Skye is passing through!" Said a burly man who had a large cut across his left eye.

The crowd immediately scattered around, when they saw how arrogant and reckless these majestic men rode their horses.

"Make way!

Make way!"

They were so rude that they even made the elderly drop to the floor from fright.

"Who is his highness Skye?

Does such a prince even exist within Carona?"

"Nope!

I don't think so.

Hmmmmmm... In fact, within the entire Pyno Continent, there isn't any prince with such a name.

Unless they gave birth to him recently or something."

"Then do you think that they're imposters?"

"It's most likely!

I mean, they are wearing the same clothes as ours....which meant that they bought then at the Baymardian stores here in Carona or someplace else."

"You're right!

They might really be imposters!"

"Imposters?

Pui!

How dare they throw an old man like me to the ground when they're just outright crooks?

Aiyeohhh!

My waist!

My waist is now broken because of them!"

Several peasants and common folk passing by got extremely vexed when they heard that these troublemakers might just be fraudsters.

The crowd really acted like emotional magnets!

They had only made theories about the matter a few seconds go... But now, they had already accepted their theories as facts.

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"Who the hell do you tricksters think that you are?"

"How dare any of you use such fake noble identities on us?"

"Do you see what you've done to my grand-mama?"

"How dare you all pretend?"

"Look!

My food cart is now broken, and my food is now scattered all over the floor..... So no matter what, you all will compensate me for today's matter."

"Pay up!"

"Compensate!"

"Apologize!"

Everyone jumped in on insulting, mocking and glaring at these so-called nobles.

Skye and his men on the other hand, were completely taken back by the outburst and comments from these peasants.

Really... What was wrong with these people?

Ever since they had arrived at Carona, they had been challenged time and time again.

First, there were those moronic men at the docks who disgraced them publicly by telling them to turn back and share dicking space with these commoners.

Again, they had gone to another city and had met some Baymardian men who were currently out on a donation mission here in Carona.

Apparently, these men were here to give out money that was collected by their so-called church.

They were to provide aid to the needy in any way that they could.

Be it giving money to the village chiefs so that he could open up schools... Or even giving each villager enough money to pay for grains for the next 6 months, giving them used clothes from Baymard and so on.

In short, they had unexpectedly met these Baymardians during their journey to the Capital city.

Of course ever since they had arrived in Carona, they had been hearing 'Baymard this' or 'Baymard that'.

So how could they not know of them?

They immediately bought some Baymardian outfits since they were far warmer than what they currently had on.

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Anyway...when they heard the villagers mention that the men were Baymardians, they felt like trying to curry favour with them.

But who would've known that these bastards wouldn't even dare to give them face even after they had mentioned what empire they came from.

And now that these mere parents were talking to them like this, how could they not be mad?

F**!

They truly wanted to cut out their necks and feed it to their dogs.

"Who are you all calling tricksters?

This is his highness Skye from the Dafaren empire in Veinitta!" One of Skyes' men said.

"Pui!

Who gave you Veinitta citizenship?

Please!

You all are fake!

So why should we listen to you all?"

"Yeah!

If you're really from there, then why aren't you being escorted by the royals of Carona?"

"Hmph!

If you Scumbags think that you can leave without compensating us, then think again!"

"_"

Skye's men trembled from rage when they looked at the angry crowd before them.

They had never been subjected to such humiliation their entire lives.

Even back in the Dafaren empire, when had they ever received such a low blow from ordinary dirty peasants?

"Enough!

Since you all don't know what's good for you, then don't blame us for being reckless!" Said the scar-faced burly man who then took out a long black whip and sent it flying towards the crowd of angry peasants before them.

The faces of those that were targeted, soon turned pale from fright when they saw the saw stretch out towards them.

They closed their eyes and did their best to cover their faces up.

But surprisingly, they felt no pain at all.

Eh?

Wasn't the whip coming their way?

Several of them opened their eyes and quickly saw several hooded men standing before them instead.

The leader of the group stood out from the rest with the who tightly wrapped around his hands.

Yes!

He had caught the while with his hands.

They looked at their Saviours in gratitude, as they felt that they had just dodged a great calamity.

Nonetheless, they all had one question in mind.

Just who were these men?