Chapter 424 I Am the King
Lippi, Boardman, Nancy the Mage, and Knight Zefa spent a long time, starting from Sparta, walking and stopping along the way, and finally arrived at the foot of Pompeii.
The current Pompeii is of course nothing, because Pompeii has not yet fully developed.
Pompeii is just a medium-sized city, not to mention the Golden City, even Sparta City can't compare.
So the three of them didn't admire this city.
But the three of them also got their own satisfaction.
"The 25 newly added cities of White Eagle don't count. From Silver Wing to Pompeii, all I saw along the way was happiness!" Knight Zefa said.
What is happiness?
Everyone has a so-called standard of happiness, and there is no unified standard.
And Knight Zefa's definition of happiness is only one. Being able to eat enough and having a smile.
All the way from Silver Wing City to Pompeii, most of the people Knight Zefa saw were happy, and very few special cases were not counted.
"Under the rule of Luther and Pompey, although the nobles are still nobles, the commoners are still commoners, and everyone has their own duties, the boundaries between them have become much more blurred. Free schools have cultivated commoner scholars, artists, and knights. The final result is that except for the surname, the commoners and nobles will become exactly the same."
Lippi, Bodman sighed.
In general, the bigwigs of the New Party are very satisfied with the situation in White Eagle.
Perhaps this is their ideal country, a country where commoners can be happy. The only one who is dissatisfied may be the great noble Luther and Pompey.
The Pompey family is known as the White Eagle emblem and then rules the White Eagle.
This conflicts with the parliamentary seat position country that the New Party hopes to establish.
But it seems that the happiness of the people is more important.
"I like it here." Nancy Magister's words were final.
"Let's go, let's go meet the rulers of White Eagle, Luther and Pompey." Lippi said.
"Yes." Knight Zefa responded, and then drove the carriage into Pompeii. The clean and tidy streets, the rosy-faced residents, everything made them feel comfortable.
The carriage arrived at the New Pompeii Castle and was intercepted by the guards.
"Who are you?" The guards were very polite and did not look down on the other party because the other party's carriage was ordinary.
"Please tell Luther, Mr. Pompeii. His mother's friend came to see him." Knight Zefa got off the carriage and said.
"Mother's friend?" The guards encountered such a thing for the first time. He thought, is it Mrs. Sophie's friend? But I haven't seen it.
In any case, the guards did not dare to ask, said wait a moment, and went into the castle to report to Luther.
Luther was reading a novel in the castle's study. After hearing the guards' report, he unexpectedly put down the book and asked in confusion: "Friend?"
For Luther, mother has two meanings.
Biological mother.
Stepmother, Mrs. Sophie, who is no different from biological mother.
But Mrs. Sophie has few friends, almost none. Even with the contemporary knights of the other six families, she can only be regarded as a relative, not a friend.
In short, Mrs. Sophie is a person with very few friends.
And among Mrs. Sophie's few friends, Luther basically knows them all.
"My dead mother?" Luther thought, something is strange, Luther said to the sun face: "Scan the other party."
After a while, Luther took a deep breath and tidied his clothes. Then he walked out of the study and came to the gate.
"I feel the fluctuation of the tower spirit." Nancy Mage said to Lippi.
"The Pompeii family is already very powerful, it is normal to have a tower spirit." Lippi didn't care.
"Hello, I am Luther, Pompeii." Luther came to the gate and bowed in a humble manner.
"Hello, Mr. Luther." Lippi, Nancy, and Zefa also bowed to Luther.
"Please come in." Luther invited the three people to come in and came to a secret room in the castle. The secret room was arranged like a meeting room, and Luther invited the three people to sit down.
"Mr. Lippi, Mr. Bodman, I wonder if you have any advice for me when you come to visit me?" Luther asked calmly.
Since Nancy Mage felt the fluctuations of the tower spirit scanning, Lippi and others were not surprised that Luther brought them to the secret room.
But when Luther said Lippi's name, they were still surprised.
Although the new party attacked the capital, Lippi and Bodman exposed their names and identities, but the three did not reveal their faces.
"You actually know us?" Lippi said in surprise.
"Because we have the same blood in our bodies, right?" Luther replied with a smile.
Mother's friend.
This sentence proves that Lippi and Bodman's bloodline are inextricably linked to Luther.
In this case, Luther is not worried about his own safety.
Besides, what's the use of worrying. In front of the legend, the current White Eagle is still too weak.
If you are destined to perish, then die with a smile.
Luther will not cry.
Although Luther is naughty, he is not weak.
"According to my information, your mother died when you were still young. You shouldn't know me." Lippi said with a little doubt.
"But the fact is that I know." Luther said calmly.
"Okay." Lippi accepted this matter. It's not a big deal anyway, right?
Even if Luther didn't know him, he would tell Luther about his identity.
"I want to see your mother." Lippi said.
"Okay." Luther nodded and took Lippi and others out of the secret room. Luther didn't take anyone with him. He got on Lippi's carriage and went to the family cemetery.
"You are quite calm." Lippi admired Luther very much.
"I am a king who rules tens of millions of subjects. Although legends are rare, they are not enough to scare me." Luther replied.
Soon after, the group arrived at the destination of the Pompeii family. It used to be a very desolate place with only a small wooden house and two families responsible for guarding the cemetery.
But now it's different.
A large villa was built in this area, and many servants lived here to take care of the cemetery.
Luther brought Lippi and Bodman to his mother's tombstone.
"I don't have much impression of my mother, but I respect her because she gave me life." Luther took out a bouquet of flowers and placed it in front of his mother's tombstone.
"Childbirth is painful, and being grateful to one's mother is the most basic morality of a person." Lippi nodded, then came to the tombstone, touched it, and a look of nostalgia appeared on his face.
Nancy and Zefa didn't know the woman who was buried here, so naturally there was no extra action.
"I want to live here with you for a while, Luther." Lippi turned around and said.
"I welcome you, but I don't welcome the new party to operate in my territory." Luther said.
Although it was ridiculous to negotiate conditions in front of the legend, Luther, as a king, still bravely stated the conditions.
"Okay." Lippi nodded and agreed.