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Chapter 561 Arthur Bohe
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Innocent Realm Holy Calendar 9517, Chant on the 10th of the Moon of Poetry

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Southeastern Continent, Central Chauvin Empire, Frode Valley

In the smooth and luxurious carriage, the criminal wearing a black cloak slowly opened his eyes, he was stunned for a long time before showing a wry smile, struggling to sit up from the black velvet under him, and sat in front of him softly The butler asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Five minutes and nine hours to go, sir."

The middle-aged butler with gray hair bowed slightly to Mo, got up and opened the window at hand a little, and added meticulously after the refreshing fresh air poured in: "If you need to eat , there are a lot of luggage prepared by Miss Ji Prayer."

Mo raised his hand slightly to interrupt him, and shook his head with a sad expression, "Sorry, Dawn, I'm not in the mood to eat right now."

"In that case, I suggest you rest for a while, Your Excellency."

Dawn looked worriedly at the slightly pale cheeks under the other party's mask, and said in a deep voice: "Your complexion doesn't look very good, Ms. Silent Prayer specially told you before departure, saying that your injuries are still unhealed. sleep more than fifteen hours, so."

Dawn didn't continue talking. After all, he was just a butler, at least he was playing the role of a butler now, and a qualified butler would not express too many opinions in front of his master.

"I understand your idea."

Mo cast his eyes out of the window, and smiled wearily: "But 'need to sleep for at least fifteen hours' is not the same thing as 'continuous sleep for fifteen hours', and that's just the idea of ​​silent prayer. Personally, I don’t think it needs to be overkill.”

Dawn nodded lightly, hesitated for a moment before whispering: "Forgive me for overstepping, Your Excellency, but I personally think it is not a wise decision for His Majesty to send you to participate in the counter-insurgency. Of course, I am not questioning your ability, just With Grand Duke Garros and Marshal Galahat both staying in Troon, it is really incomprehensible for you, a newly promoted nobleman who is still inexperienced and in poor health, to go out with the army."

"I've heard someone say the same thing for countless times. You probably heard it from her, right?" Mo Dan leaned on the armrest with his cheek in his hand, and looked at Dawn rather strangely. : "That. I should be able to trust you, Dawn"

The latter shrugged his shoulders, and a smile appeared on his sharp-edged face: "Ms. Ji Prayer gave me a death order. If you and any other... between the ages of fifteen and fifty years old of the opposite sex appear above the normal etiquette Intersection, I have to report to her, other than that, Dawn will follow all your orders."

"Fifteen to Fifty"

Mo's face seemed to have turned paler a little, and he almost fell over on the wide seat, but he finally stabilized his body, and moaned feebly while holding his forehead: "She is really crazy!"

"I remember that Mrs. Burke once told Ms. Silent Prayer many anecdotes that were circulated among the noble ladies."

Dawn showed helplessness, and spread his hands and said, "My mistress seems to take them seriously, but she certainly doesn't take all of them seriously, otherwise what I need to pay attention to is not just the 'women' around you."

"Let's end this somewhat awful subject, Dawn."

Mo Tan shook his head, then leaned on the back of the chair and said seriously: "Although I also have the same doubts, I can't figure out why His Majesty would let me, who has neither qualifications nor ability, participate, but the matter of guessing the king's thoughts This is stupid, so what I worry about is not the reason why I was sent here, but whether I can properly complete the task of 'staff officer', and the current situation seems to be very pessimistic."

Dawn closed the window slightly, and said softly: "You don't have to belittle yourself, not to mention that Grand Duke Gallows has always praised you, even I can see it as a servant, Your Excellency His ability is no less than that of any nobleman. Whether it is the conversation, demeanor, or character or personality charm that can be seen at a glance, your Excellency is much better than many nobles of the same age, even the Marquis Digory's family My young master is far inferior to you."

"Cedric is a good friend of mine."

Mo interrupted Dawn lightly, and looked into the other's eyes calmly and sincerely: "I don't want to elevate myself by belittling a respectable gentleman, nor do I want my housekeeper to do so, Dawn."

The latter immediately bowed his head and said, "I'm really sorry, sir, I just"

"Inadvertent mistake, of course I know, so don't be so nervous."

Mo leaned forward and patted Dawn on the shoulder with some effort, and said with a smile: "Just now I was just telling the truth. Although Duke Fossey didn't have much research on military strategy, since His Royal Highness Arthur is here, I really don't know I think I can play a big role in the position of 'staff officer', if I am not injured, I can at least be a pawn or something, but now"

He paused, seeing that Dawn didn't intend to answer, he sighed softly after a brief silence: "Because of this useless body, His Royal Highness and I exchanged carriages, do you think I'm sorry?" Are you going?"

"Of course you can feel free to go."

A hearty voice suddenly sounded outside the car, but the black-gold wooden door with the chauvinic royal coat of arms was suddenly pulled open from the outside, and a young man with sword-browed eyes and luxurious clothes was riding his horse to keep it level with the car door. Moving forward at a fast speed, he smiled and blinked at the dumbfounded Mo in the car: "Obviously I drove you into this car by force, but when it came to Mo, your mouth became 'Let His Royal Highness and yourself Exchanging carriages' huh?"

After finally calming down, Gui Jue stood up quickly and said with a wry smile, "In the final analysis, it's because of my physical condition."

"You need a good rest when you are not in good condition. If you feel sorry, I will sit with you for a while."

Arthur Bohe, who just turned [-] years old this year, smiled, and then suddenly jumped from the horseback into the car without making a sound. The handsome figure of nearly [-] meters is as gentle as a civet, which can be seen Its strength is strong.

In fact, the crown prince of the Chauvin Empire is indeed very strong.

Strong enough to be undefeated in a duel with Marshal Galahat. You must know that the latter is a legendary powerhouse. It's not the type that will seriously release water, which is enough to show how strong Arthur is.

Arthur is a high-ranking peak swordsman with impeccable skills, will, and physique. His saber is exactly the same name as the knight order under Galahat's command [The Tsar's Sword], and his swordsmanship is from Chauvin. The royal sword comprehended in the palace swordsmanship, if it is really fought, even if it encounters an opponent who is new to the epic, it may not be impossible to win.

It is worth mentioning that this "strength" is only the most inconspicuous part of Arthur Bohe's personal ability. It does not mean that he can become stronger like a rocket if he works hard, but that he can become stronger in other aspects. talent is more dazzling.

First of all, the way of war, like martial arts, has Galahat as the first teacher. If Arthur can only be regarded as a good seed in terms of combat effectiveness, then in terms of strategy, this young man who is good at using shady schemes is already in a certain place. To a certain extent, he surpassed Galahat. If he can get more opportunities for actual combat and give him the opportunity to practice and improve his strategic thinking, it will definitely be a matter of success.

And his most outstanding point is the "kingly way", which in layman's terms is the way of being a king. For example, if Arthur Bohe is not the crown prince of the Chauvin Empire, but the crown prince of the Violet Empire, then Hubresian may He left Salamune many years ago to do what he wanted to do.

I can't say how deep Arthur's scheming is, how brilliant his wits are, but he is a born king, that is, he has the almost unreasonable personality charm. Under the invisible influence of Emperor William Bohe, as well as a little conscious guidance, Arthur already possessed all the conditions to become an excellent emperor three years ago.

But it is such a person who has become friends with an ordinary viscount in a short period of time, and he is still the kind who met each other and hated it late.

"So, why do you want to ride a horse, Your Highness? Is it because of my car, uh..."

As soon as Mo finished speaking, he was pushed down on the seat by Arthur, and he could only shut his mouth with a wry smile.

"Of course it's not because your car isn't comfortable enough for a pampered big man like me to sit in."

The latter laughed, and sat down across from his new friend carefreely, and raised his legs rather unkemptly: "I seldom leave Troon, so I made up my mind to go for a ride on horseback before I set off. As for This car is actually for the salutes my mother prepared for me. As a result, my car is more comfortable than yours. Your car does not have these miscellaneous decorations, so it has a larger space. In the words of my father, this car It’s a completely double-win deal.”

Mo continued to smile bitterly: "Do you think I will believe it?"

"You should believe it."

Arthur blinked and said with a smile: "As for whether the letter is true or not, it's not that important."

"Then, from now on."

Mo shrugged and let out a sigh of relief: "I won't say anything like thanking His Highness or feeling overwhelmed."

Arthur grinned heartily with eight teeth, clapped his hands and said, "As expected of the man I am optimistic about, Mo, or I will turn around and let my father find a reason to make you an earl."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Mo shook his head solemnly, and said with a dry smile: "I have already attracted a lot of attention because of Grand Duke Gallows. If you do this again, Your Highness, you will push me, a man who is favored, into the pit of fire."

"That's right, let's put this matter on hold for now, Mr. Dawn~"

Arthur nodded, then suddenly turned to Dawn who was standing beside him.

"What are your orders, Your Highness?"

Dawn immediately bowed to salute.

"Can you ride a horse?"

"meeting."

"Then please go and ride for me for a while."

Arthur smiled and pointed to the horse trotting next to the carriage outside the window, and explained: "If it is disobedient, you can gently scratch the place two inches below its left eye."

Dawn responded and bowed again. During the process, he secretly glanced at Mo, and got the affirmative look from the latter, so he quickly leaned out half of his body to let the driver slow down a little. When the speed dropped to three After stepping, he opened the car door and jumped off, and closed the door after the jump.

"Thank you~"

Arthur first opened the window and waved to Dawn who had climbed on the horse, then turned his head and smiled at Mo, "Mr. Dawn is an excellent housekeeper."

Mo immediately nodded, shrugged and said, "So I have raised his salary twice during this period."

"Should be."

Arthur snapped his fingers, then took out a pocket watch that looked like it was made of pure gold, and threw it to Mo Tan casually: "A gift."

"Uh, Your Highness."

When Mo Tan found out that the pocket watch was indeed made of pure gold, he was stunned for a moment, and then said jokingly: "This gift should have nothing to do with the fact that I am a 'man you like', right?"

"I am optimistic about your talent."

Arthur waved his hands dumbfounded, and pointed out the window: "The gift is for Mr. Dawn."

"Ok."

Mo put away the pocket watch carefully, nodded and said, "I will hand it over to him as soon as possible."

"No, this is a gift from you to Dawn, so don't use 'transfer'."

Arthur blinked and smiled narrowly: "If I remember correctly, you shouldn't be very rich, right? At least for a hereditary viscount."

The slightly pale skin under the mask of the sinner blushed slightly, then nodded generously and said: "It is true."

"So I plan to prepare some gifts for you before returning to Troon, for the Duke of Gallows, Your Excellency the Marshal, the Marquess Diggory, the Duke Forsyth, and my father. Of course, there is also the most important prayer of silence." Ma'am, we can send someone to buy it in advance when we return, the Chauvin Empire has never been short of money, so naturally the prince of Chauvin is not short of money." Arthur stroked an expensive storage ring on his thumb, and said with a chuckle: "If I remember correctly, the [Golden Rose] workshop in Troon Noble Street seems to have some kind of event on the 10th day of Prayer of the Illusory Moon, and I'm sure you can find a lot of good things."

Mo did not refuse immediately, but repeated softly after a short silence: "Pray for the 10th day of the phantom moon."

"Yes, we have talked about many things before, so next"

Arthur looked at Mo calmly, and laughed eagerly.
"If you can give me some advice on the same level in the military, so that we can return within a month, I will help this hard-pressed criminal to 'manage' all aspects, how about it?"

Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth: The end

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