Chapter 927 Your Majesty, You Are Drunk!

Chapter 927 Your Majesty, you are drunk! …

"Ahem! Your Majesty, I just took a look... The dagger does have your name on it, and it is 'Xuluot', not 'Xuluotel'."

"In addition, the 'ten years' was said by Chief Alan herself... I think her age is not much different from your Majesty... Ten years ago, she should have been just a little girl..."

Seeing the king's reaction, Mekat's eyebrows jumped and the corners of his mouth twitched. His arm was pinched so hard that it hurt, but what was more anxious was his heart. It seemed that he really knew something extraordinary, and he would not be silenced, right? …

"Lord God! Look at your Majesty and that Alan female chief's reaction... Hey! Captain Chivaco is still very clear!... Two leopards, one male and one female, either biting or barking... Sure enough, there must be adultery... Oh, hidden secrets!..."

"My name... three words?... The little girl ten years ago... me ten years ago..."

Xuluot stood there, his head dizzy, maybe because he drank too much tonight... His face was shocked, dazed, and he couldn't help thinking about it... He recalled the capture of prisoners ten years ago, that was the first time he walked out of the Butterfly Palace in the Holy City.

He recalled his first long journey, the first time he killed someone, and the first time he saved a pretty little girl... It seemed that he saw himself again, who was once innocent, kind, confused and curious...

And how old was he at that time? Twelve years old? Or thirteen years old? His emotions fluctuated, and he felt confused and uneasy, just like a mature and innocent child who knew countless secrets that he shouldn't know... He once resisted reality alone, and carved a name that no one could understand on the dagger, until he was forced to walk out of the Butterfly Palace and into the vast wild jungle...

"That day, I saved the little girl, put down the dagger I had carried since childhood, and also put down the softness in my heart!... And she took my dagger into the jungle and went to the far north... I thought she would be eaten by wolves, starved to death, and disappeared silently in the endless mountains and forests, just like countless people... taking my childhood softness and disappearing forever..."

"However! She is still alive! She still has my dagger!... Lord God! After a long ten years, I can still hear the news of that little girl again! And I became the king of the lake, and she became the chief of the Red Crow..."

"This is really... This is really!... A wonderful fate!..."

At this moment, countless emotions surged in Shulot's heart. Surprised, relieved, nostalgic, expectant... and an inexplicable, mysterious fate. He couldn't tell how he felt, but he had an urgent desire to take another look at his childhood dagger and the little girl.

"God bear witness! I just want to take a look, take another look... and then rub her head... It's like seeing a sapling that I planted with my own hands... or accidentally raised with my own hands... Ahem! I just want to witness the past... Yes! That's it!..."

Chaotic thoughts flashed through the king's mind. And the drunken expression on his face was constantly changing. Priest Mekate looked carefully for a while before speaking softly.

"Your Majesty... God bear witness! That Alan female chieftain is not only a rare beauty, but also the daughter of Red Crow Chief Amosi, and seems to be trained as an heir!..."

"Huh? She is the daughter of Amosi? How is it possible? Her father died a long time ago..."

Hearing this, Xiu Luote frowned. Priest Mekate recalled for a while and explained quickly.

"Oh! Your Majesty, she is Amosi's adopted daughter, and is the junior chief in the Red Crow Tribe, second only to the chief!... The wife and children of Red Crow Chief Amosi all died in the cold wave and migration. And he is not young anymore, and it seems that he has some hidden illness left in the difficult cold wave, and has not given birth to a child... So, according to the current trend, if nothing unexpected happens, it should be this Alan female chief who will succeed the Red Crow Tribal Alliance!..."

"Lord God bless you! So that's the case..."

Hearing this, Xiuluot scratched his hair, his eyes were a little confused from drinking too much, and asked in confusion.

"The dog descendants in the wasteland have always respected force! That little girl... Oh, Alan female chief... Can she suppress the entire tribal alliance? Can she suppress the chiefs and warriors of each tribe?..."

"Uh..."

Priest Mekat touched his nose in embarrassment. He was embarrassed to say it directly. With the strength of the Alan female chieftain, if they were to fight face to face, she would probably be able to pin your majesty to the ground and capture her directly...

"Ahem! Your majesty... The Alan female chieftain is famous for her archery skills, and she led thousands of dog descendants to conquer the wasteland and grassland in the north... Her eyes are as sharp as an eagle, and she seems to be able to see through people's hearts. She is an extremely powerful person!"

"Oh! So she is an eagle... Hmm... Eagle is good!... Rub your head and say 'yo yo'... Haha!..."

Xuluot rubbed his forehead in distress. He seemed to have drunk too much and his thoughts could not stop flying. Priest Mecart observed his expression and carefully suggested.

"May the Lord bless you! Your Majesty! Since you and Chieftain Alan have known each other since childhood... the Red Crow Tribe in the northeast of the world may be taken into your possession without any conquest... Chieftain Alan has been leading troops to fight and has not yet married... With the power of the kingdom, you only need to send an envoy to put pressure on Chieftain Amosi to ask for Chieftain Alan to be your concubine!... Then, as long as you give birth to a strong child, you can inherit the Red Crow Tribe..."

"The Lord God is your witness! Haha! Mekate, you don't understand the rules of the wilderness! Their traditions are different from those of the tribes on the plateau!..."

Hearing the "business" mentioned by Mekate, Shulot laughed for a while and came back to his senses from his reverie. He shook his head drunkenly and explained.

"Even if the tribes of the wilderness gather into an alliance and settle down, they still maintain the traditions of the wilderness! As the leader of the tribal alliance, Amosi must be an awe-inspiring warrior! Haha! If he doesn't fight a battle with the kingdom, he will sacrifice his heir... I'm afraid his position as the chief will be shaky in an instant!..."

"And the inheritance of the tribes in the wilderness does not value blood! Just like Amosi adopted Alan and wanted to inherit the position of the chief... This position depends on strong military force and outstanding military exploits!... How can the Chief of the wilderness shows weakness? Amosi is like this, and Alan is like this too!

"So! Before the kingdom's irresistible force reaches the northeast of the world, it is impossible for the Red Crow Tribe Alliance to obey obediently! This is the will of the Wasteland Tribe and will not be changed by any chief. And only we After reaching out and giving them a good beating...the wolves in the wilderness will become obedient and either run away or crawl under our feet...and when that time comes...haha!"

Thinking of this, Shulot's eyes straightened and he licked his dry lips, feeling drunkenly. I drank too much tonight, and I can’t stop thinking about it... I’ll rub my head and touch my obedient eagle... Uh, he’s not taller than me, is he? Oh, it doesn't matter, there are other ways anyway...

"Haha! Come! Mekate, drink with me again!... Flowers may bloom again, but people will never be young again... The yellow crane will never return, and the white clouds will float in the sky for thousands of years... I want to ride the eagle back, but I am afraid that the jade buildings are too cold!... Hey! Something seems to be wrong..."

"Your Majesty! You are drunk, and you are speaking the words of God that no one can understand..."

"Haha! Mekate, seeing you being cautious, I remembered the past! At that time, I was a hostage in Tisok's camp, and I was worried every day... Fortunately, Avit was there, and he was more careful at that time..."

"Your Majesty!... You... are drunk!... I... didn't hear anything..."

"Hahaha! Mekate, let me say it again... You listen carefully!..."

"Your Majesty!..."

Xuluot laughed, and Mekate persuaded him again and again. The lively voice came, but it was a rare relaxation and joy. Outside the hall, the chief guard Eckart stood guard at the door. He glanced at the drunken king reciting poetry, and couldn't help but smile. In fact, he came back very early and heard a lot at the door. But he stood outside the door and didn't enter the hall...

"The Lord God is my witness! What happened tonight... I'd better not know..."

The chief guard Eckart smiled, with a face full of wisdom after seeing the world. But soon, he frowned and looked at the end of the corridor. There, a beautiful lady in a white robe was stroking her obviously bulging belly and walking slowly.