1079 Traitors!
With January gone, several things had been underway.
And now, with February here, many people were going crazy with excitement at the many new discoveries they witnessed.
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-Capital City, Carona--
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Within the new military training institute for Caronian soldiers who came back from Baymard, several people were currently standing around an open space excitedly.
At the same time, some hurriedly ran towards the scene instead.
Of course, some stood on nearby buildings surrounding the place, watching everything as if watching a movie.
"Oh my God! Can you hurry up?
We're going to miss the show with the way you're moving!"
"Dammit! I can't believe that we, too, will have such crazy new weapons!"
"Hahahahaha! Our empire will grow strong!"
"Dammit! Why do I feel like we've entered a new age?"
"Hahahahahaha! I can't believe we'll finally see what those guys have been working on all this time!"
"F***! I'm so excited that I haven't slept all night at all!"
"Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!!!"
~Din! Din! Din! Din! Din!~~
The sounds of everyone's heavy footsteps echoed out as they tried to find the best viewing locations possible.
Now, amongst the crowd, everyone's heart
And the moment their eyes came in contact with the stars of the show, everyone's heart trembled vigorously.
What were these?
Their eyes almost popped out of their sockets from shock and awe alone.
This... This... This was f**kin' awesome!!
Everyone pointed and made gestures at the scene, trying to find the best words to describe it all.
They had all heard bits and pieces about today's show, so how could they not look forward to it?
Today, the weather also agreed with them because there was snow falling from above
The roads had also been swept, and several things had been put in place, ready for today's audience.
The question now was if it would be able to satisfy everyone's appetite.
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Penelope, Santa, Adrian, Carmelo and Duke Samuel walked alongside their guards between the crowd.
Everyone watched the royals step forward with beautiful black winter coats over their black strap-in velvet vests.
Their knee-length boots, alongside the swords dangling around their waists, showed from time to time as they advanced forth.
"Your majesty!"
"Your highnesses!"
"Your majesty!"
"Your highnesses!"
Everyone bowed deeply whenever they passed by them.
It was just that when they saw Santa swinging Penelope's hands like some who had just seen a woman for the first time, they didn't know what to say.
But then again, they were indeed used to it.
Who didn't know that Duke Benjamin was a little troublemaker?
From sneaking out of the palace and getting caught by the Queen to merely blowing up the fish bond with black powder, they felt like her Majesty could really pick'em.
Nonetheless, they had mad respect for Santa.
If one were just looking at his smiling face, one would easily get deceived by him.
They didn't know how he did it, but in just a few years, he had become one of the strongest combat masters in the empire!
He had raw strength that shocked them silly... especially when they saw him crush a stone with his bare hands as if it were nothing.
Was this still the weak Santa that they all heard of back then?
As of now, the only people who could still put him in his place were his wife and the other royals.
That's why no matter how playful Santa was, for him to get this strong meant that he trained harder than anyone else.
This was true since the Queen liked to ground him, forcing him to train harder.
And soon, it wasn't long before this group of royals had finally climbed up one of the viewing platforms calmly.
And Santa suddenly let go of her hands, rushed forward, took out his handkerchief and started wiping the grandest seat there."
"Wife. Here. Sit... "
Penelope's lips raised unnoticeably.
"Thank you." She said while taking her seat.
Seeing this, Santa hurriedly sat by her swiftly as well.
"Wife! Now that I'm so good... can you not... ground me anymore?..."
Penelope leaned back, crossed her legs and looked at him calmly, which in turn raised Santa's hopes high: "No."
(T^T)
[Santa]: Help. What do I do if my wife is my boss?
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Santa felt like crying.
Well, she was the Monarch and could do what she wanted. But, but.. Hasn't he been grounded enough?
Okay? So he ended up visiting the Military research centre and ended up accidentally setting 50 massive weapons on fire, as well as some documents on them.
But no one got hurt, and he was genuinely sorry, promising never to do it again.
Truthfully, he meant it.
So wasn't that what was truly important here?
What happened to forgive and forget?
Since the last incident, he had been grounded for the entire week and a half!
It was already February 11th, so wasn't that more than enough?
Hadn't he learnt his lesson already?
So far, he was only permitted to go to the new and old Caronian barracks stations, as well as to stay in the palace.
That was it!
He even tried getting his father to intervene, but the traitor completely sided with Penelope, saying they should lock him longer!
Dammit! Whose father was he?
Penelope's or his?
Sigh...
Santa shook his head with tears in his eyes, looking like a lost puppy.
He wasn't that bad, right?
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Carmelo, Adrain and Samuel rolled their eyes heavenwards while avoiding his gaze.
'Son-in-law, you better not look at me! Even I can't go against her once she decides on something.'
"Grand son-in-law, as the old saying goes... It's never wise for one to come between trivial disputes between married couples. So I'm out.'
'Eh? Why is this shameless nephew-in-law of mine looking at me like this? So after flirting around and feeding me with dog food, you now have the guts to seek help? Heh. Keep dreaming!'
(-_-)
Like so, Santa found himself surrounded by traitors while waiting for the show to begin.
Santa looked on and couldn't help pouting pitifully at his fate.
Why did it seem like the heavens were always trying to be against him?
