Don't call me evil god

Chapter 606: Fradin Silver Mokred
Lancelot stood up and walked towards the entrance of the suite, asking:
"Which one?"

A voice that was suppressed came from outside the door.

"Excuse me, is that Ms. Warren, Mr. Chinal, and Mr. Smith inside?"

Lancelot was stunned.

The other party could accurately tell the surnames of the three of them.

"Can you let me in? I'm... Fradin Silver Mokred, ahem... well, I sneaked in here, it would be bad if I was discovered."

The moment he heard the name, Lancelot was stunned.

There is only one kind of person in the Kingdom of Reyak who can be named "Mokred".

Royal family!

For example, His Majesty's name is "Kernedin Mokred".

As for the man who introduced himself as "Flaradin Silver Mokred", although Lancelot had never seen him before, he was quite familiar with the name.

Because he is the only male offspring of His Majesty Kenreddin, and the eldest son!

in other words.

He will be the next king of this kingdom in the future!
Lancelot opened the door subconsciously.

This is a request from the Crown Prince!

……

Outside the door was a handsome young man with silver-gray hair, a handsome face, sharp features and a muscular body.

He was wearing a slim-fitting black nightgown.

Seeing Lancelot open the door of the suite, Prince Fladin's eyes lit up and he ducked in, looking curiously and eagerly at Pete and Miranda, who were also in a daze in the room.

"Haha! What I overheard about the conversation between my father and Fernando was correct."

"You guys really do live here!"

Pete and Miranda got up hastily.

According to the court etiquette that Fernando had just given them a crash course in, they had to bow and greet the king, queen or prince as a sign of respect.

Place your right hand on your abdomen, put your left hand behind your back, and bend down to bow.

"Your Highness, I would like to ask you..."

"Idols, please sign for me..."

"boom!!!"

Pete's hurried bow and Prince Fladin's bending over just happened to cause their heads to bump into each other.

"Ouch!"

Prince Fradin couldn't help but scream in pain.

Pete was even more confused: "Wait... Your Highness, you just said...signature?"

If he heard correctly, the word that the other party was interrupted seemed to be the pronunciation of "signature".

Prince Fradin rubbed his head embarrassedly and said affirmatively:

"Yes, can you please sign it for me?"

Pete was almost defeated.

The moment he learned that His Royal Highness the Prince was coming to visit him unexpectedly, all kinds of crazy thoughts flashed through his mind.

The only thing they hadn’t thought of was… that the prince came to ask them for an autograph!

How outrageous is this matter?
When Pete first met the great wizard Alcandas, he also wanted to ask this legendary figure for an autograph.

This makes sense, after all, the other party is almost universally recognized as one of the most powerful wizards currently.

If this were the other way around.

It would have been quite outrageous for Alcandas to ask Petr for his autograph.

It was pretty much the same feeling when Prince Fladin came to Pete and the others to ask for their autographs!

In terms of identity, the other party is the crown prince of the Reyak Kingdom and the future emperor;
In terms of strength, at the age of 20, Fradin is already a powerful Tier 3 warrior, and is already preparing for his Tier 4 promotion trial.

But from the other person's appearance, he admired Pete and the others very much, with an expression of "finally meeting his idol". "Wait, wait! Your Highness!"

"You—want us to sign?!"

Miranda was also confused and confirmed again and again.

Prince Fradin looked excited: "Yes, yes!"

"I've heard all about your deeds!"

"Monster slayer! Undead army! Heroes defending the Stone Fortress!"

"You guys did what I've always wanted to do! That's amazing!"

"Tell me what it feels like to kill monsters?"

"I heard that the monster that attacked the stone fortress was nearly a hundred meters tall—"

Prince Fradin said this while gesticulating with his hands:

"——Right? You have to find a way to climb onto the monster's head first, just like Sword Saint Turon, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and then, snap!"

Prince Fradin made a downward thrusting motion.

"Send the blade directly into the monster's head and smash it to pieces with your anger!"

Pete uttered a hesitant "hmm".

"Your Highness, the situation may be slightly different from what you think."

Fradin suddenly realized: "I understand! I understand!"

"It's impossible to kill such a powerful monster in one go. It will surely roar violently after being severely injured."

"It whinnies and whinnies and then tries to fight back and throw you off its body, right?"

"But it had already been damaged, revealing its weakness, so you actually ended up using powerful magic to destroy it!"

Pete opened his mouth, but hesitated.

He realized something.

His Royal Highness the Prince might really be their fan, but what he admired was not Pete, Miranda and Lancelot, but their experience of fighting monsters on the battlefield and winning.

Fradin's description was almost entirely fantasy and longing. The battle scene he imagined could not be said to be exactly the same as the actual situation. It could only be said to have nothing to do with it.

When they were attacking the Stone Spirit fetus, there was no chance for them to "climb on its head and attack its vital points".

Not to mention whether their attacks could break through the defense of its stone head, which had extremely exaggerated defensive power;

Even if they could, the weapons used by the Nowen believers were of the specifications of normal human weapons. To the huge body of the Stone Spirit Monster, they were no different from small toothpicks.

Stabbing it with a sword is probably no different from being bitten by a mosquito. The added anger will at most make the mosquito slightly more powerful.

What's more, they had no chance to attack recklessly during the blocking process.

Just dodging the Stone Monster's dancing and lashing tentacles was already extremely difficult, and it was even difficult to get close to it.

Climb up along the tentacles?
Pete was sure that anyone who did that would be sucked dry by the mouthparts, suction cups and eyeballs on the tentacles.

The actual battle situation was actually quite embarrassing.

A close combat profession like a warrior is almost like conducting a suicide attack. If they can chop the tentacles grown by the monster, cause damage, and earn enough experience to offset the loss of death, they will be considered successful.

They are completely stone spirit freaks that were ground to death bit by bit.

There was no such spectacular scene as Prince Fradin had imagined, where a hero would appear and turn the tide.

Pete hesitated.

He didn't know whether he should tell Prince Fradin the truth.

He has seen it.

The other party has never actually fought against monsters.

Although he possesses the strength of a Tier 3 warrior, he has never been on the battlefield.

……

(End of this chapter)