Xia Mi half-beared her body and trotted back all the way.

"I've found out when I go back to your highness. Today, the Crown Prince visited the empire and the whole street outside is martial law. Let's change the place."

The third prince rode on the horse and snorted coldly, "What kind of person who is not a crown prince is just a fake that the old people from the Magicians Association made to make up for the numbers. Even if it is a ragged thing, what kind of human guardian saint?"

"Your Highness is careful. This friendly visit was arranged by Your Majesty himself. The empire has spent a lot of effort. Even if we don't help, at least we can't destroy it." Barber, who was standing beside him, said with a wry smile.

More than four years have passed since he and Ursula took Rob's letter to join the third prince Williams. Williams took good care of them, not only to solve the troubles from the temple for them, but also to treat them with guests.

But Barber didn't want to just do this. After discussing with Ursula, he found Williams, hoping to help the latter. So after their repeated requests, one became Williams' guard and the other helped Williams manage his industry in the south.

Barber knew very well that his strength was not qualified to be a prince's guard, not to mention a personal guard. However, Williams was not short of thugs. Barber was more like a disciple of his positioning. He would remind Williams from time to time about something he missed, or persuade them to make good advice even though he knew that it would make Williams unhappy. This is something that Shami, a rude master, would definitely not be able to do.

Barber was not afraid of offending Williams, not because of Rob's relationship, but because "You treat me with a national warrior, and I repay him with a national warrior." He planned for Williams with the idea of ​​being kicked out even if he was swept out. Williams could listen to him for the first time and basically took him with him wherever he went.

He and Shami became Williams' right-hand man. Although Barber was not very concerned about the show of "that crown prince", his responsibilities were dependent on his third prince.

"I know, I know." Williams was a little unhappy. Although he said that, he jumped off the horse and squeezed towards the street.

Shami and Barber were worried and hurriedly followed.

The three of them found a place where they could see the scene on the street. Barber wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Williams, "Let's relax, I'm just here to see that guy."

Shami stretched out her hands and tried to push the person in front of Williams away, looking like a loyal dog protecting her owner, but Williams didn't appreciate the affection and said impatiently, "Okay, okay, don't mess with these things. I don't know what kind of virtue you are. Are you tired of acting all day long?"

Xia Mi had red eyes when she heard this, looking very wronged, "Your Highness, I don't like to hear these words anymore. Is my loyalty to you mean? You may not be able to see this at ordinary times, but when it comes to a crisis, you will know who the first person to stand in front of you!"

Barber on the other side smiled and was wisely not involved in the discussion on this topic.

Just as Xia Mi was planning to continue to work hard to continue to win a wave of loyalty, a cheer suddenly broke out in the direction near the city gate.

"Peint is in the city!"

I don’t know who shouted this sound, and the crowds who were welcoming on both sides of the street were immediately excited. The Royal Orchestra was responsible for the road ahead. As the conductor raised the baton, the orchestra played solemn music, and the crowd desperately waved handkerchiefs and banners.

Williams narrowed his eyes and said sourly, "Oh, I don't know, I thought that guy was rushing to bury him."

The words of his words immediately attracted the glare of the people around him, but the situation did not worsen further after seeing the swords around the waists of the three.

Barber's eyes twitched, fearing that His Highness the Third Prince would say something again, he himself opposed Williams coming here. Even if he was really just to see the existence that was in full swing in the past two years, he was trapped in the ocean of the people at this moment. If something happened, his identity as a prince might not be able to be protected.

What's more, as he is, it is not difficult to meet the crown prince. There will be a reception dance in the palace tonight, but Williams refused to say ill.

Barber could probably guess where Williams' hostility came from. Putting aside reason, he actually didn't like this Pinter in his heart. The reason was very simple. He was the one who was elected by the Magicians Association to take over Rob's position after Rob disappeared.

It is said that the Magicians Association has poured all the money into him, taking out all the useful things in the treasure houses in various places, and arming them on him. The masters of the Council, including Da Vinci, took action together. Everyone trained him for a while and tried every means. At all costs, it took only a year and a half to upgrade his cultivation from level six to level nine.

And his age is younger than Rob. He is less than twenty years old and has never heard of the ninth-level magician in the entire human history. Not only is he unprecedented, he may be the last.

No wonder he was so proud. The Royal Orchestra pioneered the way, the First Knights of the Empire, and the Griffin Squad was alerted in the air. Even Lehart V himself had never enjoyed such a pomp.

With the unremitting publicity of the Magicians Association and major forces, ordinary people quickly accepted the statement that Peintrek was better than Rob, believing that he was the most suitable candidate for the guardian saint of mankind. So all the treatment Rob enjoyed before was transferred to him, and even more so.

But people like Williams who know some of the inside story know that the so-called new guardian is just a replacement for the Magicians Association to make up for the loss of Rob, and are used to deal with the increasingly complex situation.

Sometimes the more violent the tyrant is, the more guilty the one who creates the tyrant is.

Williams looked coldly at the figure standing in the carriage. In the backlight, he couldn't see the face clearly, and could only vaguely see his youthfulness.

Although he promised Barber would stay honestly, if he didn't do anything at this time, he wouldn't be His Highness the Third Prince.
Chapter completed!