Chapter 159: Olivier's real body

"National banquet cuisine! Treasure wine! Hahaha! If you want to enjoy it, just say it! Hahahaha!" At the banquet to entertain the champion, he sat in the main seat, wearing a slightly tight Duke of Dunant. Smiling, with a slightly drunk flush on his face, Richard, who was watching, couldn't stop sighing and shaking his head.
"My lord," Richard whispered close to the ear of the Duke who was talking about it, "Tell everyone the most important thing first?"
"Huh?" Duke Dunant burped very loudly, showing a stupid expression of "I don't know anything".
"...King." Richard spit out two words between his teeth. If everyone in the room was watching, he really wanted to yell at this incompetent guy.
"Oh... yes, yes." Rumeng wakes up, looking at all the mayors, administrators, and representatives and responsible persons of important departments of the kingdom. Duke Dunant pretends to be serious-although he matches him. How do you look at the tuxedo that doesn’t fit well, and how happy you feel: "That’s right! Bring all the elites of the kingdom and leaders of all walks of life here. In addition to celebrating the success of this martial arts conference, I also want to take this Opportunity to announce an important thing!"
"important things?"
"Exactly?..."
As soon as the words fell, officials of all levels and dignitaries who had long been skeptical of the form and recent situation immediately fell into the whispers. Faced with this situation, Duke Dunant fell into a panic again, and finally he had to turn his attention to Richard for help.
"...The Lord Duke is a little unwell, let me explain it for you." Richard's voice contained a power of self-prestige. As soon as his voice sounded, the rustling discussion on the spot stopped. "As we all know, Her Majesty the Queen has been in poor health recently, but now she is in good condition and will soon be able to meet you in a healthy posture."
Raising his hand, he stopped the officials who wanted to ask anything. Richard said slowly: "It's just that the terrorist organization that disrupted the order of the capital has not been found. Therefore, considering the security issue, the Queen Your Majesty still declines your visits temporarily...at least you must first ensure that your majesty’s birthday celebration is held on time."
"... That's it?" Principal Collins tapped on the desk with his knuckles, "If it's just this level of news, can you just contact us through the force communication? Why should we call us all? Coming?"
"It's Principal Collins." Richard's face showed a sly smile that didn't fit his character. "In fact... Her Majesty's health is recovering, but considering his advanced age, etc. The situation may happen frequently in the future, and so on... Your Majesty has made a decision, that is..."
Everyone here seemed to stop beating their heartbeats, and the air at the scene had solidified like never before.
After a pause, he was obviously satisfied with the reaction of the people around him, and Richard continued: "...Your Majesty decided to abdicate automatically and give the throne to His Royal Highness Dunant."

"Yes, we did receive the news that the two will come to visit." The sun has set, but the Erebonian Empire Embassy in the east block of the capital is still brightly lit. The embassy, ​​which should have been closed for a long time, is still open. When the two explained the situation to the staff sitting in front of the embassy counter, they immediately got a succinct answer. It seemed that the one waiting here was very happy to comment on them.
"After the two went up the circular handrail staircase, they went straight to the deepest room in the left corridor." The staff said this, and Hailijia thanked each other and stepped on the stairs.
"Here...it looks pretty." Fei said curiously, looking up and down inside the well-decorated embassy.
"Yes, it is very luxurious like the nobility of the Erebonian court... It is said that this embassy was specially built by the designer of the empire. It not only has the aesthetics of the traditional art of the empire, but also adds Various functions that are unique to modern buildings and excellent safety measures."
"Yeah...at first glance it is just an ordinary gorgeous hall, but if you look closely, it turns out that there are few places for ambushes and blind spots in the view. If it is properly organized, only a few people can guard this place. "
"You...Always make this kind of dangerous speech..." Heliga murmured, "But it is also said, after all, the nobles from the empire want people to live here from time to time when they come to visit Libel. So comfort and safety are also necessary..."
"That's it." Stopped in front of the innermost door in the corridor, the two watched carefully, but they didn't see anything.
"The door is unlocked, please come in for the two of you." The vigorous male voices that had appeared around the king's city sounded through the door, presumably they had been spotted a long time ago, of course the two did not deliberately hide it.
"……excuse me."
Heliga gently opened the door, and what was greeted was a spacious, huge, gorgeous room like a luxurious private room in a hotel. Perhaps this is the best room in the embassy, ​​Heliga thought, the guest living here must be very distinguished.
The wooden floor is covered with soft luxurious carpets, the air in the room is faintly sweet and the wine rack behind the desk is also filled with many well-packaged red wines. In front of the huge daylight window, a burly black-haired man dressed in a black officer's uniform, and a blonde back dressed in a gorgeous crimson long-distance runner came into view.
"Welcome...Welcome to the Imperial Embassy, ​​the son of Kholzwill and Miss "Westwind Fairy". "The blond man with his back to the two of them revealed their identities with a single word. Heliga was mentally prepared for this. After all, the person who can live in this room must be among the rich, but it really surprised him. The one who didn't say anything was the very familiar, somewhat pretentious voice.
"...O...Olivier?" Even Fei's eyes widened, unbelievable.
"Haha! Yes! That's the reaction!" Hippie turned around with a smile, Olivier couldn't help looking at the expressions of the two, "Innocent teenagers and girls will always be surprised by unexpected things..."
"...Hurry up and tell the important things you said...Really, you think I am worrying about who I am running around." The military attache on the side of the head shot straight and looked very angry.
"Ah... oh, Mulla is angry." Olivier stuck out his tongue playfully, and slightly more serious Olivier coughed softly: "Before that, let's introduce yourself, Mulla."
"Hmph, do whatever you want." Mulla stepped forward and tapped his left hand lightly on the right chest. "I am Mulla Van der, the military attache of the Erebonian Empire in Liber, belonging to the regular army. The Seven Mecha Division has been offended before, two."
"...Ah, it doesn't matter..." Faced with this seemingly upright and very sincere attitude, Heliga had nothing to say, so she nodded and went over.
"I..." As soon as Olivier spoke, Mulla immediately interrupted, "I'll say yes first, if you are still playing your tricks now..."
"Oh, I hate it, Mulla, people..." Olivier immediately made a twisted gesture.
"...Do you want to be hung on the flagpole outside the embassy?" Mulla said.
"...Oh...it's terrible..." Olivier patted his chest exaggeratedly, but there was no trace of fear in his tone.
"..." Heliga and Fei had cold sweat on their foreheads. Where are these two comedians from?
"Ahem... It's impolite." After finally regaining his dignity, Olivier's face suddenly put on a majestic expression.
"I am Olibat Lezer Yanor, the son of Emperor Jugent III of the Erebonian Empire, and the prince of the Empire. Please enlighten me, everyone."
The language is amazing.