Chapter 490: Northland scenery

When she got off the floating ship and Rock and Hals walked in the back to chat, Shelley and the other four had already walked in front.

In front of the Royal City of França, many welcome people gathered at this time, including nobles, rich merchants, and some lively people.

"Marquis Leif! Marquis Joyce! Marquis Arnold! Welcome back." A middle-aged man with a more sturdy package on the city wall and a very luxurious cotton-padded jacket, opened his arms enthusiastically.

Inspired by several people, Leif jumped up to the city wall, shaking hands and laughing with the middle-aged man.

Look at this middle-aged man wearing a crown of golden thorns with gorgeous patterns on his head. Locke could not guess that this is the current King of Franca.

But what almost surprised his jaw was that after greeting the three of Leif, the man turned his head and shouted respectfully to Shelley, "Grandma!"

Locke's mouth twitched, and Shelley's appearance as a young woman turned out to be a grandmother.

"Shelley is the younger sister of the last king." Hals leaned in and whispered.

It turned out that the king's grandfather was Shelley's brother. No wonder he would call Shelley his grandmother.

I think Shelley is almost seventy years old this year. It is normal to have a nephew in his thirties.

The royal family pays great attention to the continuation of blood, and a very important requirement for the prince to succeed to the throne is to have a heir.

I don’t know how many sons there are under this middle-aged king, and maybe there are several grandchildren too. It seems that Shelley’s family pedigree is very rich. I don’t even see her chatting.

Shelley just nodded and did not show much enthusiasm. Several other first-level knights still care about the status gap between them and the king, but she did not have any pressure. This kid was grown up and looked at from the ability. , Also counted as a half Mingjun.

After Shelley passed, the middle-aged king greeted Hals at the back, "Marquis Hals, welcome back!"

"It's easy to talk about, let me introduce you to a friend, this is Locke." Hals's big-hearted look pushed out Locke to introduce him.

"Hello Knight!" The middle-aged king put his hand in a very correct manner and extended his hand in greeting.

The Kingdom of Franca is not a small country like the Principality of Zelot. Although its population is not large, the Kingdom of Franca has a total of seven first-level knights. It is placed in many countries in the northern region of the mainland of Misia. That can also be ranked. At the upper middle level.

"Hello." Locke smiled and shook hands with the king.

"Go! Go! Go! Let's have a banquet and a celebration! Have you arranged it, Holmes?" Hals greeted the crowd eagerly and turned to the middle-aged king's name.

"It's all arranged, please!" His Majesty the King is worthy of being a man from the Northland. He is equally generous and generous. He was not angry at Hals's direct name. He smiled among the noble ministers and returned to the country. The first-level knights walked together to the palace hall.

França is not a big economically developed country. The dinner hosted by the King, with a touch of simplicity in luxury, made Locke very satisfied.

The food is Française's unique ice saury, deep-sea toad, cuttlefish caviar.

The saury, whose fin is thinner than the blade, is the main fish species in the major ice lakes in Franca. The school of fish lives 20 meters below the ice lake all year round. Only in the spring and autumn fishing season, can it be widely fished by fishermen.

The whole fish body is less than **** wide and more than ten centimeters long.

The meat of each ice skate is pitiful.

However, after being dipped in the secret sauce of França's court, Locke had to admit that it was a rare delicacy.

"Taste this!" Hals didn't look like a marquis, walked over with a whole roasted deep-sea toad, and tore off half of his hands and threw it to Locke.

"It tastes good." When he heard the toad meat, Locke spoke with his teeth. The cooks in this palace are quite high.

After all, Locke and Hals are very similar in character, or they are similar in some ways.

All the people in the hall are now chatting about each other and pretending to be ceremonial, only they shrink in a corner.

"Go, bring me a piece of snow venison!" Hals ate while ordering the waiter serving nearby.

"Yes, Lord Marquis." The waiter was not surprised at Hals's behavior. The civilians in França knew that Marquis Hals was a bold and informal character.

"Give me a piece too." Locke added.

The waiter stooped back and led several maids to get food for them.

"Hals, don't just focus on eating, and introduce Rock to our Francis' honor." In a short while, Shelley came tonight to blame Hals.

"I'm not interested. I'm going to you." Hals wiped the grease on the corner of his mouth, his interest was missing.

"Xungui just forget, Shelley is not enough to know you." Locke laughed.

He was right about the status. The most honorable king, who was present, was shorter than Shelley. On the strength, the first-level knight looked at the entire Franca Kingdom and was also the top group.

Shelley at the banquet did not wear her usual armor, but put on a black lace long skirt, noble and sexy.

No wonder so many male animals in the knight's palace are aiming at Shelley. She really wants to dress up. Shelley's appearance is not much worse than that of Locke.

The three first-class strongmen sat here, regardless of their status, only the crushed aura on the level of life made Franza's noblemen dare not come forward at will.

Gradually, there were far fewer participants walking around Locke.

"Locke, I heard you are a prince?" Shelley asked, leaning closer.

"Well, I'm the prince of the Kingdom of Forstan." Locke nodded. This is no secret that cannot be said.

"Then look," Shelley said, biting her lip. "Can Forstan have any business dealings with us in Franca? Many of our industries in Franca are good."

Having a good banquet, Shelley started to sell various specialties of Franca to Locke.

Locke turned his head to look at Hals, but when he didn't see it, he took the dinner plate and went to the banquet water table to find food. There was no shelf for the marquis.

"Well, you know, Forstein is far away from Franca." Locke said with some worry, he saw Shelley's intention.

"It's okay, we have a caravan to the Omor Empire every year in Franca. I believe you will also send a caravan to Princeton?" Shelley further said.

Forstan is strictly located in the south-central part of the continent of Misia, while the Kingdom of Franca is located in the northern part of the continent of Misya. This difference between south and north is no longer a simple manpower.

achieve.

It was Locke who was a group of first-level knights who traveled between the motherland and the Omor empire, and they were also floating ships. If the caravans wanted to communicate with each other, they needed to come over step by step.

"I'll help you and the king, but don't give me too much hope." Locke first gave Shelley a vaccination.

The caravans that Folstein travels to the Omor Empire every year are very small. There are a hundred or two hundred people. Together with half of the accompanying guards and noble youth studying abroad, there is virtually no commercial trade.

"It's okay, thank you, Locke." Shelley smiled.

She, a knight, was really tired, not only to practice hard, but also to spare some energy to take care of the country.

Unlike Locke, whoever is in charge of the Kingdom of Forstan, when the envoys of the Kingdom of Forstan come to Princeton every year, Locke will meet to meet him, and then collect the cultivation materials given to him by Uncle Kensel.

King Kensell treated Locke much better than several other domestic first-level knights. Every year, thirty high-grade spar, and some domestic specialty materials, Locke didn't call him Big Uncle.

"Prince Locke, are you interested in dancing with me?" Shelley took off her white gloves and invited Locke.

"It's an honor." Locke smiled slightly and took Shelley's lush green jade.

Locke's dancing level is not low, Angelina and Grace are among them. Locke's dancing skills have soared over the years.

In the half-month of the Franca Kingdom, Locke was very comfortable. Near winter, everything was wrapped in silver and there were few pedestrians outside.

Hals took Locke and led his Marquis House Guards to a vigorous winter hunting activity on the vast Kosdaya ice sheet.

Eating the freshly roasted snow deer, and drinking the famous Franca vodka, this extremely high-degree wine, Locke was also confused for the first time.

Hals once had his guard lieutenant perform, drink the vodka and breathe fire.

"You lieutenant can be half an apprentice of magic!" Locke pointed to the slapstick Hu Zhuanghan with a smile.

"He is a magic apprentice who farts, the temperature of the flame is less than 300 degrees, and the barbecue is strenuous." Hals disagreed. "If the alcohol concentration is a little higher, it will be almost the same."

When the lieutenant heard this, a strong man like a bear was so terrified that his arms were shaking, and he added it again with the alcohol concentration of vodka. Then he drank not pure alcohol but pure alcohol.

The strong man believes that with his high-level servant's physique, one or two bottles of pure alcohol will not cause any trouble if he drinks it, but who is free to drink poison?

"Have you been to the headquarters of the Knights Hall?" Locke, who was riding a sleigh, asked Hals in the ice and snow.

"I've been there twice, and it's nothing fun," Hals said. "Oh, isn't your task coming next year, you can take the opportunity to go to the headquarters."

"Alright." Locke said that he had completed the four-year mission, and he had completed four years. When he went to the knight palace to lead the mission next month, he would see if he could find Raleigh for another mission to the headquarters.

Half a month later, Locke took the lead in returning to the Omor Empire, and Shelley, Hals, and others said they would stay for a few more months.

Along the way, Locke was not alone, because there were also two first-level knights: Cobb and Temple.

The two of them are two of the remaining first-level knights in the Franca Kingdom, and this time they went to Princeton together.