~： Fourth year story 085, scabbard

The night is dim, and the summer is fading.

The waterfall in front of the throne flows quietly, and the splashing water adds a touch of tranquility to this aqua blue palace.

The throne...empty.

The majesty who is in charge of a nation’s military power has already taken off his Rong Jia at the moment, standing in front of the waterfall in a light pajamas, his eyes quietly looking at the throne behind the hazy, thinking...

Snapped. Snapped. Snapped.

Slight footsteps sounded from behind, but the king did not look back. With decades of friendship, he knew who was here just by listening to the footsteps. This old friend knelt slowly behind the king, following the duties of a courtier.

"my friend."

The king turned his head, and there was a slight gray hair in the hair that was covered by the crown in the past. He looked at the kneeling peer behind him, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

"My majesty, my king, my friend, my brother."

Campa stood up. Looking at the king, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Now, the black dragon trouble that has plagued the hearts of these two people for 30 years is about to die. This time of relaxation has finally given them a long sigh of relief.

"Come."

The king stepped forward and took Campa's hand, leading him to the clay sculpture map in the center of the palace, pointing to the various strategic arrangements on it and talking constantly. Campa also understood, and sometimes put forward some of his own opinions. When it came to speculation, the two couldn't help laughing.

"Kampa, if it were not for your persistent refusal to become a nobleman, I must appoint you as the general of the Bucks in this battle, and let you clear the border for me."

Campa smiled and said: "Your Majesty, the world knows the relationship between me and your Majesty. If your Majesty insists on using me, it will undoubtedly drive this friend of mine to a dead end."

The king seemed to have expected Campa to say this, he couldn't help but smiled bitterly, and shook his head: "The Goodsey family, and the Nolius family?... Well, you refused to be me after I inherited the throne. His right-hand man is also because of these two big families. You are worried that once you join, these two families will unite to suppress your emerging power, which will make the newly stabilized Bucks Empire turbulent again."

Campa: "Your Majesty, I don't participate. It just so happens that the two big families can aim at each other and contain each other. And I, a person in the wild, can also exert a little effort when your Majesty needs it, and give play to the residual heat. "

The two friends laughed again, they put each other's shoulders on each other, not as monarchs, but as friends, laughing...

"Well, what's the matter if you come to see my friend this time?"

After discussing the strategy, the king took the wine on the side table and poured out two glasses, one for Campa and one for himself.

Campa took the wine glass and had a taste with the king, and said, "Your Majesty, I am here this time. I may be embarrassing your friend."

"Huh? How to say?"

"As far as I know, your Majesty put the little princess Walnut under house arrest, right?"

When the king heard Campa said that he was embarrassed, his brows were slightly frowned. But after hearing him talk about Walnut, he couldn't help but stretch his brows, and he was completely relieved. He took a sip of wine and smiled: "That's right. This dead girl likes to run around all day long. Now while our country is at war with the Black Dragon Empire, her self-protection ability is too weak. I will not put her under house arrest. I really don't worry about it."

Campa smiled, drank the wine in one sip, bowed, and said--

"Your Majesty, I sincerely pray to your Majesty for one thing. I hope that your Majesty can lift the ban on Princess Walnut and give her the fullest freedom."

The king seemed to have expected it. He took a leisurely sip, picked up the bottle and poured a glass for Campa: "Hahaha! I know. Why? That girl begged you for mercy again and asked you to plead with me? No, no, even if it’s you, I can’t agree to this request. Now that the soldiers are in turmoil, no matter how strict my defenses are, I can’t guarantee that the Black Dragon Empire will not send assassins into the city. Lifting her ban is difficult in itself. Want me to give that dead girl the fullest freedom? Hahaha."

The king smiled, but Campa did not. His expression looked more serious than ever before, holding the wine glass, and once again said loudly and solemnly——

"Your Majesty, please read our friendship for so many years, and please agree to my friend's request! For this... I gave it to your Majesty and knelt down."

With that, Campa touched his knees again and knelt before the king.

"Campa, you?!"

"Your Majesty... No, old friend. Now I am kneeling, I am not the king of kneeling stags, but my friend. I only hope that my friend can agree to my request. If not, I will kneel forever. Sorry!"

Campa's unusual behavior finally made the king nervous, he hurriedly put down his wine glass, and stepped forward to help Campa. But seeing that Campa was so determined, he couldn't help asking: "My brother, you have almost never asked me to promise you anything for so many years. What is the reason this time? Let you do this for that little girl?! "

Campa knelt and refused to get up. He lowered his head and said word by word: "Brother, maybe you don't believe it. But... I still hope you can believe me. The lifting of the ban on walnuts did not come from the princess's request, but I did it myself. Advocate. This is not only related to the lives of thousands of creatures in the future. It also relates to whether the Bucks Empire will continue to grow and prosper forever, or it will be destroyed in the near future, and the creatures will be destroyed!"

The king is absolutely incomprehensible. As a little girl who likes to go to the opera house at ordinary times, to promote justice and love everywhere, and to go to the kindergarten to play with the children, how can he determine the future of the Bucks Empire? After thinking about it, the king simply let go of Campa's hand, accepting his friend's bow with the same expression, and said in a low voice--

"Campa, the reason... can you tell me?"

"..................I am sorry, Your Majesty. No."

The ruler confronted...

The friend confronted...

Inside the ice-blue crystal palace, only the sound of the waterfall in front of the throne echoed quietly...

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(Relax in the second half of the year. The story is a nonsensical comedy with a little spoof and brain-dead. In addition, in order to make the story more "joyful", the IQ of the characters in the plot will drop to varying degrees. Idiots seem to be the worst drop. One? For the sake of the story, it seems that he can only be sacrificed temporarily...)