Chapter 241 Celebration
"Let's drink to His Majesty Saint Rudolph God Arcado, the king of the Holy Sword Principality, the Prince of the Elf Forest Regent!" An elf nobleman stood on the chair and proposed loudly.
Countless elf nobles raised their wine glasses high above their heads, cheered loudly, then drank all the various wines in the glass, and then shouted loudly, "Honor Your Majesty St. Rudolph!"
This is a huge banquet to celebrate the expulsion of the orc army and save the elf king city of Onyx from the war. This celebration ceremony invited many military generals, but more are the intoxicated elf nobles.
People laughed, sang and danced, as if they had just won not a battle, but had driven the Orc Empire back to Pontcerus.
Queen Doris is now sitting on the main seat of a long table, with a faint smile, looking at Acardo, the regent of the protagonist of today's celebration.
"It seems that if I hadn't been married, they wouldn't even mind marrying me to you." Doris said with a wry smile.
"Are you married? I really didn't expect anyone to be so blessed?" The gossip in Arcado's heart is about to come out.
Suching her husband, Doris's face was covered with a happy blush and said with a smile, "His name is Alger, and he is my bodyguard."
"Puff." Arcado sprayed the wine directly out, then looked at Queen Doris with a surprised face, and then laughed, "That boy really went after you, ah ha ha."
This move made the unknown Queen Doris confused, and she couldn't figure out what was going on for a long time.
And Arcado didn't want to say more gossip, which made the couple unhappy, so he simply kept the secret for Alger.
"Sometimes, I think my sister Elena's vision is the most unique among our three sisters. It's her blessing that she can marry a world-class hero." Doris looked at a group of singing and dancing nobles in the distance. The noise there seemed to have nothing to do with her. She did not look at Arcado and said lightly.
Acardo smiled and took a sip of wine and said, "The world is unpredictable. Maybe I was defeated on Romem Island a few months ago. At this time, I was taking Elena to kneel in front of Punk and beg him to take him in."
"Ha ha, how can you think so badly of anything?" Doris smiled and looked at Arcado jokingly.
"Let me tell you a story." Arcado said.
"Well, let's talk about it." Alice said with interest that she didn't know why Arcado suddenly wanted to tell her a story.
Acardo rubbed the bridge of his nose and began to tell his story: "Many years ago, there was a little boy who was always bullied. Until one day, a little girl called a bad girl took him in and taught him many interesting magic arrays. The little boy liked to be with her very much. Until one day, the little boy The child's house was destroyed and became nothing, and the girl's father locked up the girl again to prevent her from seeing the boy.
"And then?" Doris asked curiously.
"The little boy fled out of town, relying on the help of his friends, and gradually became a powerful rich man." Arcado continued.
"Then married that childhood girl?" Doris asked.
"Ha ha, Your Majesty, things are not as beautiful as you think. Although the two of them spent a few good days together, the girl was eventually forced to die by the shameless nobles because of the negligence of the boy." Arcado stood up angrily, put his face close to Queen Doris, and whispered in the queen's ear, "So I have warned myself countless times not to think about things, but to plan for the worst!"
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you mention something sad." Doris now knows why Arcado has such a strong military power. It turns out that what he is always thinks about is revenge.
Acardo smiled and did not answer. Just as the two stopped talking and the atmosphere became very awkward, an elf nobleman came to the table where they were sitting, coughed gently, and then said very respectfully, "Your Majesty the Regent, everyone wants to know our counterattack plan in the future, so I would like to ask you to say a few words to let everyone know more about the future. Have confidence."
"Oh, isn't it? Well, everyone wants confidence in the future. It's good, so I'll say a few words. Acado stood up with a smile and walked to the stage of the banquet.
He cleared his throat, picked up his glass to greet him, and found that everyone stopped talking and stared at him intently. There was no need to prompt everyone to be quiet, so Arcado began his speech.
"Just now, the noble gentleman begged me to come to power and let me talk about our plans for the future so that you can be more confident. I'm coming up. Why? In order to tell you how my army and the Queen's army shattered one orc soldiers after another on the battlefield, and then were chopped by one orc soldiers after another, they were crying, begging for help, looking around for their arms or fingers, buried their best friends, or fathers, or It's my brother! Then hold the sword high, show your courage in front of me, and then shout the name of the Elf Forest or the Principality of the Holy Sword, and rush to the enemy who also holds the long knife. Gentlemen, has your confidence returned?
Everyone put down their glasses and foolishly looked at the somewhat hysterical regent in front of him. He drank all the wine in his hand, then put the glass on the table and continued his speech:
"Who can tell me how many lives we lost in order to take back the land of the two provinces, a total of 270,000! Well, your 250,000 elf soldiers are trying to recapture your territory. What about the 20,000 lives of my Holy Sword Duchy? What are they for? You! You chose to abandon Rome Island when it was invaded! You! You chose to eat, drink and have fun in the rear when we were fighting in blood! Now, look back! Those soldiers who paid the price for this banquet! They are now hanging in the corner by you just because they have no blood, no money, and no noble etiquette!"
The eyes of the human and orc generals who entertained themselves in the corner, as well as some grassroots elf commanders, were shining, and their clenched fists made them look very excited. They were born and died in order to be affirmed by the people one day; even in the face of death countless times, they only fantasize about becoming immortality.