Chapter 407: You Never Thought that There Would Be Graduation Defense in Another World

As for the royal children who fail to pass, there is no need to worry, because the previous king who established this rule is kind. He can understand that they are still young, not ready, and do not know the dangers of the world.

So when they are 25 years old, there will be a re-examination. Although the rewards after passing will definitely not be as good as those who pass once, they will have something in their hands and will not panic. They can always leave some for their descendants and continue to mix in the aristocratic circle.

So what should I do if I still fail the re-examination?

Of course...

Sorry, there is no re-examination here.

Since it cannot be cured, please just wait for death. The royal family has many mouths to feed with money and food, and it really cannot afford to support idle people.

Although it sounds cruel, in fact, if you have excellent educational conditions, you can still miss both opportunities... basically there is no hope.

Those who have used up all their opportunities can only keep the title of prince/princess for life, take the salary with a fixed upper limit, and cannot pass the benefits to their children after death.

In other words, if they didn't have the opportunity to beg Mo Qizhongnianqiong, they could only hope that their family would have a promising Xiao Yan, so as to avoid being kicked out of the aristocratic circle.

Therefore, the reason why Eleanor was called to Sunshine City by Tenis to suffer was actually to use a successful internship to help her add two more entries to her resume, so that she could have more confidence when she defended her graduation thesis later.

After all, opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared. The king's promise is a promise. Even if she can be firmly crowned as a princess, if she fails to govern the territory after taking over, he will have ten thousand legitimate reasons to reduce the vassal.

At least if she really becomes a princess in the future, don't let passers-by say "What? My parents' lives are exchanged, and she is just a drum paper to save face for the royal family."

That's too sad.

Prince Philip and Princess Fia actually have similar purposes. The brother who has passed the test for several years brought his beloved little sister out to gain experience, and visited various parts of the kingdom in private clothes, taking a walk and taking a look.

I originally thought that I would leave a good reputation, gain some experience, see the world, and make a final sprint before the assessment in May. Who knew that I would be dug out in such a small place called Deadwood.

Therefore, Prince Philip's face was livid. He hated the feeling that this situation was beyond his control.

But my little sister was there. He had just taught her the life principle of calmness and magnanimity in the afternoon. Now he had to be a good example.

So he couldn't say anything else, and could only tremble with his mouth.

"So it was to capture the pioneers who made a fuss in the Mage Tower? Mr. Viscount is really a diligent noble role model, leading the team so late at night."

"Haha, you are too flattering. It's just a little sense of responsibility. I have always regarded His Royal Highness as a role model. When the people are in trouble, they will do so!"

After skillfully using his head as a stepping stone to flatter the prince, the Viscount, who has been fighting in the world of fame and fortune for many years, brought the topic to Princess Fia.

"And I see that the princess has a wise look, decent manners, and reserved behavior, and she has a bookish air. It can be seen that what I said about His Highness being a good role model is true."

Ancient wisdom, a smart dog often uses a smart way of approaching.

Since you have to brag about your son when you see your father, and you have to brag about your grandson when you see your grandfather, you must talk about Fia when you see Philip, a famous sister-con.

So under the clever viscount's flattery offensive, although Philip's eyes did not relax, at least he finally smiled a little.

"Mr. Viscount, why should you be so humble? It's us who came to your territory without informing you, the landlord, first. We are rude."

The hinterland of the kingdom is different from those remote areas. The nobles here, regardless of size, must have their own ecological niche.

In other words, you have to have a job. If you don't have a job, who will take you to the circle?

Considering that such a small viscount territory can afford a top-level hotel with a king's suite, Viscount Kumu's specialty is naturally "high-end tourism industry".

So seeing that the situation might be relieved, perhaps due to path dependence, the Viscount immediately invited the brother and sister to stay at the real top hotel in Deadwood City, which is his castle.

Well, money, fine wine, delicacies, music, women... Does Princess Fia need a handsome boy to accompany her? I think I... ah, forget it.

Anyway, he has prepared a whole set of cards, and I believe that tonight he will definitely make Philip and his sister look at him with new eyes.

Maybe he can turn a bad thing into a good thing and climb this high branch!

But to be honest, Philip didn't really want to go.

It's not that he doesn't like these things, but a mature person must learn to restrain himself. There is no free lunch in this world.

As a prince, a person who is eager to climb to a higher position of power, he must learn to cherish his feathers.

But on second thought, this Viscount is the famous Lord Anle. Although his territory and strength are not strong, he relies on his subordinates' various entertainment businesses and almost zero aggressiveness. His circle of friends and trading network are not small.

I am Feiya's brother, and it is definitely beneficial to help her, but as a prince, he has to learn to avoid suspicion in many places, and it is not convenient for him to come forward in person.

This Viscount Kumu is a big head, if he can do something for me, it should save Feiya a lot of trouble.

After all, this May...

Although, I must fight for Feiya!

So Prince Philip reluctantly agreed to Viscount Deadwood's request and followed him downstairs of the hotel.

However, when they came to the corner of the stairs leading to the first floor, they saw a man in white walking in from the door.

Naturally, the hotel owner is not waiting for anyone. In fact, he is the Viscount's brother-in-law. At this time, he is still looking through the ledger at the counter, wondering how much money he has to pay to his brother-in-law today.

Seeing a stranger in ordinary clothes walk in, he was already upset because he was about to bleed. He slammed the table and angrily ordered the waiter to kick him out quickly.

Upon seeing this, the Viscount's eyes flashed with light and he waved his hand.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Stopping the strong man who had rolled up his sleeves and said he was a waiter but actually a thug, he walked up to the man and looked him up and down.

With black hair, brown eyes, and yellow skin, this person should be a so-called Oriental, an alien race that exists in many pioneers but only in this group.

He nodded with a weird look on his face and smiled.

"I dare to ask this little brother, which noble lord is he working for?"

The man shook his head.

"Then you have received an invitation, and which nobleman are you going to visit?"

The man still shook his head.

"Oh, then I'll be relieved."

Viscount Kumu took a few steps back slowly, his expression suddenly changed.

"Come here! This is the maniac who attacked the mage tower in the evening. Come on, Sir, I will catch him!"

This is not because Kuemu is reckless, but because he knows that the highest level of a pioneer is no more than thirty.

Although the knights under his command are not a strong force in a place where there are many bosses, it is more than enough to pick one of them up shoulder to shoulder.

And as mentioned before, there must be an explanation for the Mage Tower matter, and there must be a suitable head to take the blame.

This is related to his Lord Kumu's face, and also to whether the Kumu family is qualified to survive on this land. This unlucky Easterner just happened to hit the point of the gun.

At this moment, another brilliant idea came to Kumu's mind, an idea that could kill two birds with one stone.

——Who said that the Oriental in front of me only attacked the Mage Tower?

Is there a possibility that they attacked the Mage Tower just to divert attention, and their real purpose was to assassinate His Highness the Prince?

So I am unlucky today because I want to help His Highness the Prince to avoid disasters. It is our Kumu family that uses our own interests to protect His Highness the Prince!

loyalty!

But just as he was frantically writing the script in his mind, and a song of praise for loyalty had moved him so much that he almost burst into tears, he realized that it seemed like the scene was already overturned in the first scene.

Because the knights under him were no match for the orientalist, more than a dozen of Wuyangyang's men rushed forward, but they couldn't even catch him by the hem of his clothes.

What's even more embarrassing is that the man didn't take any action during the whole process. He just used his bare hands, dodged left and right, and was able to escape their heavily armed encirclement again and again like a loach.

This time, he was really acting stupid instead of pretending. Viscount Kumu quickly asked his brother-in-law to go to the military camp to shake people. If he delayed it any longer, he would be embarrassed and humiliated!

Behind everyone, Prince Philip had closed his eyes in pain.

Oh my god, is there a conflict between me and the dead wood leader? Why hasn't even a single thing gone smoothly from the beginning?

And just when he was about to end the farce personally, Feiya beside him asked in a low voice.

"Brother Wang, this guy's movement seems a bit strange. Do you think he belongs to an elf?"

Um?

Phillip took a closer look and found that it was true.

And the reason why he didn't see it was not because he was uneducated, but because the man's body was similar, but not exactly the same.

There are only two possibilities for this. One is that the person is ignorant and has only scratched the surface. But considering that he can play with more than a dozen people, there is only another possibility.

"ha!"

Phillip smiled excitedly as if he had discovered some treasure, straightened his clothes, took a step forward, and said loudly.

"Master God's Choice's movements are indeed exquisite. Just using the inheritance of the nine sacred surnames to tease these country knights is a bit too bullying, isn't it?"

After hearing this, the Oriental man turned over and jumped onto the chandelier with an attitude that could make Newton angry enough to start a second life in another world.

"Oh, as expected of Your Highness, I know that my little tricks cannot escape your eyes."

After completing a business exchange, Ji Ming put a halo on his head that could explain everything, and at the same time dispelled the disguise of his face and charm.

His landing point was right in front of Viscount Kumu. Looking at his fat, sweaty face with a shocked expression, he raised his eyebrows.

"Seeing that the Viscount is so kind, I couldn't help but help you with your military training. Do you mind?"

Only then did the Viscount realize that there was an Easterner who was neither a noble's dog nor a noble's guest. He was a noble, and he was very likely to become a great noble in the future!

He quickly bowed his head and saluted.

"I don't mind, I don't mind, of course I don't mind!"

The group of knights who had been fooled to the point of redness also quickly put their swords and stool legs behind their backs and complimented them together.

"The God's Chosen Master is extremely skilled in martial arts, but we lost!"

Ji Ming traveled all over the country along the way and kept asking about the royal capital, especially the real owners of the kingdom. Naturally, he knew about Prince Philip.

Since only strong enough offspring can pass the test to become a prince/princess, the so-called crown prince, that is, the one who also has the title of [Crown of Light], will naturally be selected from them.

Logically speaking, in order to avoid the tragedy of nine sons fighting for the throne and brothers fighting, the crown prince will be divided very early, and 80% of it will fall on the first person who passes the test.

But now the life span of this Sun King is too long, even longer than that of the queen on Earth. She at least passed it on, but this side directly outlasted the good eldest son who had been the crown prince for his whole life.

Therefore, last October, when the crown of light passed away, the king was very sad, and the whole government was shocked. It was a major event in the Kingdom of Glowing Light.

Not to mention Ling Xi, who has friends all over the world for business, even the Deep Forest Kingdom sent a letter of condolence.

But it is not only his old Deng who is outlasting this old guy, but also his seven brothers and sisters who have become princes/princesses.

Finally getting the chance to take the throne, they couldn't bear it any longer, and began to mobilize their connections, preparing to go one step further.

——Strive for a hundred days, I want to be the second generation of the Crown!

Sun King: But I refuse.

I don't know what's wrong with this old guy. The ministers and relatives are all persuading and urging him, but he still can't decide on a suitable candidate.

Looking through the resumes of these seven children, they are either too old, and the coronation ceremony may excite them, or they are too imposing, and they will probably instigate everyone to fight a decisive battle with the Shenlin Army as soon as they take office.

Anyway, this is not okay, that is not okay, the phone is running out of gas, and I still have the cooking wine that my mother asked me to buy in the pot. Let's talk about it later!

But the old king dares to delay, and the nobles dare not delay, because friends who have been in the power arena know that it is more important to stand in line than to do things.

If you stand in the right line, it's great, you have it for life; if you stand in the wrong line, it's great, continue in the next life.

In the past, when the old Guangma was around, everyone just supported him wholeheartedly, but now the Sun King doesn't want anyone to be elected, and there are all kinds of rumors all day long, as if anyone could be the candidate.

There is no other way, everyone can only join the game - let's gamble!

One of the most powerful candidates is Philip. His fiefdom is close to the northern coast, which is fertile land for both agriculture and commerce, and can be called a large money printing machine.

With money, food, status and friends, even if he loses the King's Selection War, he can stand firm again, and it is difficult to be completely overthrown. Therefore, those who stand on his side will not be liquidated too severely. At most, they will lose two pawns, so they don't feel bad!

And this is also the reason why Ji Ming took the initiative to show his face in front of him.

He might be the future Sun King. There is a long way to go, and it won't be a disadvantage to leave a good impression in advance.