The King of Elden does not die alone!

Wilden explained.

"Yeah." Greg looked away.

Mia walked past the banquet table and grabbed a few remaining loya fruits from the table and took a few bites.

She pulled out a chair at random.

She was going to think about what to do today.

Since Greg has decided to stand in the same camp with her and is willing to share his power, it is also Mia's responsibility to maintain this force, increase strength, and maintain people's livelihood.

After thinking for a while.

"Greck—"

"Aunt Mia—"

As a result, two people spoke at the same time.

Greg has been looking at Mia since the beginning.

When Greg called her "Aunt Mia" so openly, Mia felt goose bumps on her neck.

It seems that she still has to adapt to having someone who is much older than her in both real age and appearance as her junior.

"Huh?" Mia looked over in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"No...you speak first." After hesitating for a moment, Greg decided not to ask the question in his mind.

'Will you love me?'

Asking such a question at this time is really stupid.

Greg's large hand brushed across his cheek.

Pinch his temple.

After listening to old stories all night, I felt a little sentimental early in the morning.

The time to be most sentimental has passed.

Greg clearly remembered what Mia said to him during the battle that day.

'Stand up, Greg, you are the descendant of gold.'

Those who should cry have cried, and those who should celebrate have celebrated.

Things will definitely get better and they will be able to go home.

Greg encouraged himself in his heart.

Finally, I don't have to carry everything alone anymore.

In front of a gentle elder, Greg felt that his long-dormant enthusiasm was being activated, as if the boy in the past was slowly opening his eyes.

After Greg held back his questions.

Mia expressed her thoughts: "Can you show me the city?"

The ruler cannot be a castle in the air with a weak foundation.

If you want to establish your own rule, you must understand it from the most basic level.

A banquet was held yesterday, although I didn’t enjoy the food very much at the banquet.

But it does have to work.

Greg pushed his chair away, stood up, and agreed readily.

Although Stonewell is located on the top of a mountain, the mountain is not too steep.

Greg's palace did not have the effect of overlooking the entire mountain or the entire city.

Most of the roads in Stonewell are gentle slopes.

Greg took Mia to the parking lot of the palace.

That's not a carriage.

It is a carriage frame pulled by a goblin.

It was just like the huge coffin cart you had seen in the wilderness before, at least two stories high.

The mountain monster that pulls the cart lives next to the parking lot.

Like the corral, the large shed with straw on the ground was probably the simplest building in the palace.

The mountain monster walked out of the shed, and the ground shook with every step.

The troll has hair and a beard like a lion's mane, and also looks like the sun in a child's drawing.

Make the troll's head look like a sunflower.

His abdomen was hollowed out, and through the dark, sunken hole one could see his dry spine, like the trunk of an old tree.

But he is not a dead spirit or a statue.

Mia could see the movement of his chest rising and falling as he stood.

Mia suddenly wanted to visit the city, so it took some time to prepare the vehicle for the trip.

The mountain goblin half-knelt outside the shed like a statue, saluting to Greg. With his head lowered, there was only white in his pure gray eyes, making it unclear where he was looking.

Mia approached him, obscured by the huge shadow.

Most things in the Junction look like the living dead.

But you get used to it after watching it for a long time.

The mountain trolls are obviously intelligent.

So Mia tried to ask: "What's your name?"

The mountain demon didn't answer. Mia paused for a moment, then raised her voice: "What's your name?"

"Your Majesty is asking you a question!" With a snap, the whip in Greg's servant's hand hit the mountain monster's calf.

The mountain demon's body remained unmoved, as if the whipping had no effect on him at all.

But at least after being reminded, the mountain demon spoke.

"you--"

Do all big creatures speak slowly?

"No—your majesty."

When the mountain monster said this, the coachman who was guarding him changed his expression.

"Wait!" Mia stopped him from raising his whip.

This mountain monster was not at the banquet yesterday.

He just doesn't know.

Besides, Mia doesn't take a name too seriously.

"My name is Mia, and I'm Greg's aunt." Mia looked up at the mountain monster and explained.

The driver added: "Her Majesty Mia is a demigod as noble as Lord Greg. You must not overstep your authority!"

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"So what's your name?"

Mia asked again.

The mountain monster opened its mouth and let out a roar-like sound from its throat.

The difference between him and yelling is that the sound coming out of his mouth has ups and downs in pitch.

Mia didn't hear clearly.

Just when I was about to ask again, the nurse spoke.

The driver bowed in a flattering manner: "Your Majesty, his name is Bob, the mountain monster Bob."

The mountain monster's huge head nodded as well.

"hold head high--"

The goblin roared like an animal.

It didn't take long before the frame inspection was completed.

What is different from the huge coffin car is.

Towing the King's frame seemed much easier.

Two thick curved iron rods were placed on Bob's shoulders, and chains tied the rods and Bob's body together.

When Greg got in the car, he invited Wilden to ride in the car as well.

The proportions of this carriage were customized according to Greg's body shape.

In front of Mia, it was like being in a land of adults.

This carriage, which is at least six meters high, has only one level, and Mia has to use the Stardust to jump more than one meter to get on the seat.

Fortunately, the window is big, so even though Mia is small, she can still see everything.

The driver climbed to the roof of the carriage using a ladder.

He held a long whip in his hand and hit the goblin on the back.

"Come on, Bob, don't just stand there."

The mountain demon started moving, pulling the creaking cart toward the street outside the palace.

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There are also nights.

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The king's carriage, surrounded by guards, slowly moved out of the palace gate.

When people saw the car, they all knelt down at the same time.

Through the window, one can see the thin and haggard citizens.

Mia doesn't really like being worshipped by thousands of people in the street, but if it happens in private, Mia doesn't mind.

But she preferred busy streets where people went about their daily lives.

However, there weren't actually that many people on the whole street.

Looking closely at the city outside, it seemed that if all the buildings were intact, it would be enough to accommodate more than ten times the current population of Stonewell.

"Greck, how many people are left in the city?"

The desolate scene on the street did not surprise Mia, but she still wanted to ask.

"At the last count, there were only about 9,000 people."

"Only this much?" Mia was a little surprised. "What about when it was at its peak? How many people were there in the entire city?"

"..." Greg was silent for a while, then shook his head: "I don't know either."

When he arrived in Stoneville, the city was already in decline.

No, to be precise, the city began to decline after Gelfred defeated the Storm King.

"So what was the city like when you first took over?"

"At that time, it was me, Ge Fuya, who was managing the city."

Greg replied.

The implication is that he doesn't know either.

Hey.

Mia sighed inwardly.