My mother's love song

In a sense, this trip to Norwich is more legendary than the original, and Altria is indeed worthy of the title of Child of Miracles.

As the terrifying disaster, like a monster, was repelled, the Morse Stream that had blocked out the sky above the port for nearly a hundred days gradually dissipated.

The dusk sky returns to this ancient city full of iron and coal.

Norwich is holding a victory parade, and the streets are filled with the singing and laughter of the goblins.

"The Son of Prophecy! The Son of Prophecy! The Son of Prophecy!"

"The Son of Prophecy who saved Norwich! The Son of Prophecy who defeated the Queen! We no longer have to obey Morgan's orders!"

"The Child of Prophecy protected us! Now it's our turn to repay the favor! Send weapons to Londinium! Transport to Camelot is suspended!"

"The Son of Prophecy! The Son of Prophecy! Long live the true King of Britain!"

"We did it! Miss Altria has won!"

Gareth also raised his hands along with the parade.

It was a truly complete victory, not only did they perfectly defend Norwich, but they also completely eliminated the disaster.

Today, the Earth Clan and other goblins of Norwich are complete supporters of the Child of Prophecy.

This is clear rebellion.

There is no reason for the Queen to remain silent about this.

Soon, the Queen will send troops to this city.

After resolving the disaster, the next priority is to ring the Earth Clan's pilgrimage bell.

The Lord of Norwich is named Spriggan. Although he is the head of the Earth Clan, his appearance is more like that of the Wind Clan than that of the Earth Clan.

He is also a wealthy man with assets all over the Fairy Kingdom and lives in the Treasury City in Norwich.

Oberon says we should try to intimidate Spriggan while the goblins of Norwich are still partners.

"Let the bells of the pilgrimage ring. Otherwise, we and the citizens of Norwich will kick you down!"

After saying this, the answer I got was

"Of course! How can I refuse the request of the man who saved Norwich?"

Everyone: "..."

You change your attitude so quickly. You were so opposed before. You are such a fence-sitter.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face? Oh, nothing. So can I continue?"

Spriggan said nonchalantly, “The Bell Hall is on the top floor of this Treasury City.

As a servant of the Queen, I cannot show you the way... but you may climb it at your own leisure and ring it at your leisure.

My fault was that I let my guard down. If you can consider that, please feel free to do so.”

"Go up there quickly, Altria. Ring the bell quickly and say goodbye to this city... Altria?"

Under the urging of her companions, the girl shook her head.

"…I'm sorry. I can't ring the bell of Norwich."

Ringing the ceremonial bell means the start of an all-out war with Queen Morgan.

Altria is not yet ready for that.

Spriggan spoke highly of her seemingly cowardly and deserting behavior, saying that she was "a man who knew the current situation and was more mature than she looked."

“Although you have been recognized by the Norwich goblins, there are also many people in Britain who believe in Her Majesty the Queen.

Regardless, that man has protected Britain from the Morse for more than 2000 years.

No matter what kind of tyranny the queen implements, her achievements are absolute justice.

How could I go to war with that sir just because of a theory like "prophecy"?

Which side has greater justice and which side's position is spotless.

If it is not made clear, the Child of Prophecy is nothing more than a Saxon invader... that's all."

Oberon said, "So, you mean we must send out a warning letter before a full-scale war begins?

Expressing our views, there are also articles impeaching the Queen... "Anti-Morgan Manifesto" or something like that. "

Spriggan said, "Yes. If you are ready, I will send it directly to His Majesty.

But there is no need for that this time. I received instructions directly from His Majesty.

"Although it was just luck, I would like to commend you for saving Norwich and allow the Son of Prophecy to come to see you."

"I will treat you as distinguished guests who have performed a unique circus and treat you as an exception. If you have any suggestions, I am willing to listen to them in person."

Morgan extends an invitation to Altria to visit Camelot.

Chapter 856 Yao Cui: Trash~ Trash~ Useless trash who dares not even take off all his clothes~

In the second week of becoming Tristan's slave, Rod became famous in New Darlington.

All the fairies living in this city know that the slave beside Her Royal Highness the Princess...

It's not a human being at all, it's an animal.

Under Rhodes' instigation, Tristan's tyrannical attitude towards the fairies not only did not improve, but became worse and more harsh.

At Rod's suggestion, Tristan launched a groundbreaking policy

New Darlington became the first city in the Fairy Kingdom to collect taxes in advance.

At first, the goblins were secretly delighted when they heard about this policy.

After all, Her Majesty the Queen's existence tax was originally levied once a year, and each time it would extract half of the fairy's magic power.

Collecting next year's taxes in advance means that this time only "half of the last tax" can be collected. Although the goblins will have a harder time, it is a good deal in the long run.

Hahaha, Tristan really doesn't know how to settle accounts... The fairies laughed at the stupidity of the Queen's son.

However, what they never expected was

Tristan, no...it should be said that it was Rhodes, the devil in human skin who actually collected the existence tax for the next 90 years in one go.

"New Darlington's taxes are due in 2106."

When Morgan saw the report, he thought he had presbyopia.

Three days ago, Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Fairy Kingdom suddenly expressed her intention to completely solve the myopia rate in New Darlington.

She ordered the soldiers to arrest all the goblins wearing glasses on the streets and put them in jail, including a dozen municipal officials.

The next day, the Municipal Government suddenly issued a notice, which clearly stated the prices of these criminals and required their relatives to immediately prepare ransom for their release, otherwise they would all be sent to the Nameless Forest for labor reform.

This was undoubtedly Rhodes's suggestion.

Of course, the execution show of capturing anti-Queen fairies, dropping them by helicopter, and reclaiming land has continued as Tristan's favorite show.

Faced with the increasing number of political prisoners in the city, Rhodes used new scenarios, developed new strategies, found user pain points, laid out new tracks, understood the minds of the goblins, fully improved the criminal experience, and launched a set of precise combination punches, achieving simple reuse and rapid response of the execution mode.

Simply put, at Rhodes' instigation, Tristan forcibly conscripted thousands of fairy citizens and ordered them to perform labor service in the city.

These goblins were forced to build a classical building from pan-human history called the "Roman Colosseum" day and night.

It is said that Tristan will hold fighting shows between criminals and monsters, and criminals and criminals in this arena in the future.

In this way, New Darlington became a veritable "Royal Killing Theater".

The city developed in an orderly manner, and Tristan lived a very happy life every day.

Although the fairies were living hundreds of times more miserably than before, Her Royal Highness the Princess never again randomly killed people while walking on the streets.

"At least he should be tried before being executed, Tristan," said Rhodes.

"Huh? There's no need for a court of law! In Britain, I am the law! If you keep saying that, I'll throw you into the sea!"

Although Tristan said this, he still agreed to conduct a trial before cutting off the fairy's ankle in the future.

On the bright side, Rod at least brought law and order to New Darlington.

At the same time, Tristan's attitude towards Rhodes also changed.

She no longer called Rhode "trash" as she did before, nor would she verbally humiliate him for no reason.

Rhodes became a trusted minister who followed Tristan everywhere, although the collar around his neck and the Fetch doll were not removed, he was still a slave.

Late at night in the lord's mansion, in the princess' bedroom.

Tristan was wearing cool pajamas that revealed a large area of ​​pale skin. He sat lazily on the bed, with his slender legs stretched out and crossed gracefully.

"..."

Tristan looked at the black-haired boy lying on the bed, carefully painting his toenails, and suddenly revealed an extremely unhappy expression.

"I say, you seem to be in a good mood recently, Rod."

"...?"

Rhodes looked up in confusion and blinked.

Tristan put on a sour face and said, “Don’t play dumb, do you think I don’t know?

The Child of Prophecy has solved the plague in Norwich, and the goblins in Britain are talking about it everywhere, which is really stupid."

"Oh, so that's what you're talking about."

Rhodes lowered his head and spoke as he returned to the task of painting his nails.

"I am also very happy for Altria, she is working hard in her own way.

Although I was a little worried at first, it seems now that she can fulfill the mission of being the savior even without me.

However, Altria still can’t beat Tristan... I’ve finally understood this after spending so many days in New Darlington."

Recently, Rod no longer needs to use honorifics when talking to Tristan.

"Hmph... I'm glad you understand."

The crimson fairy knight showed a gorgeous smile of pride and joy.

She suddenly remembered the declaration of revenge that the Son of Prophecy had made to her after the auction that day. Her expression turned cold and she reiterated it again.

"Rod, don't think that guy can take you away from me... Don't even think about it!

You will always belong to me, and that low-class country goblin will never be able to win me over no matter how hard he tries!

The daughter of my mother other than me? You must be kidding!

Tsk, as punishment for her disrespect to me, next time we meet just be straightforward and chop off her legs.

Although the pair of feet themselves are of little value, considering that it is the son of prophecy... Rhodes? Why are you suddenly silent, Rhodes? "

Rhodes paused, then looked up with a smile: "Sorry... I was too focused on applying nail polish just now, Miss Spinel."

Tristan frowned slightly and pursed his cherry-colored lips: "What? Really.

Isn't chatting with me more important than painting your nails? Don't put the cart before the horse.

Oh, Rhodes! Tell me more about pan-human history! I also want to hear the story about the murderer that I was halfway through telling last night!"

Tristan raised his legs and placed his toes on Rhodes' chest and rubbed them gently, but the latter calmly pushed them back.

"It's still early for horror stories. Let's talk business before the adults come."

The Queen's son asked in confusion, "Business?"

“I heard that Her Majesty the Queen welcomed the Child of Prophecy into Camelot as the hero who saved Norwich.

The Son of Prophecy is also ready to meet His Majesty, is that right?"

Tristan nodded in boredom: “Ah…that, of course it’s true.

What on earth was mother thinking? She actually let that kind of country goblin into Camelot. It lowered the style of the royal city.

Obviously, as long as Mother takes action, no matter if it is the Child of Prophecy or those who have come into contact with the Child of Prophecy... they will all be killed instantly."

A ferocious look appeared on Tristan's handsome face.

"Just thinking about Spriggan's fake smile makes me want to vomit, and the same goes for Murrayne who always acts like a good kid!

That stupid dog Woodworth always pretends to be loyal to his mother, but he is actually pursuing Aurora in a servile way behind her back...