Crossing The Dragon: The King Sacrifices The Princess At The Beginning

Freya and Noren themselves are going to attend the banquet. After all, King Hoffmann wants Freya and Noren to become Egbert's women, so he will not give up any opportunity to bring the three of them together.

After celebrating Egbert's birthday.

He had already sent someone to invite him.

Later it will be the eating and dancing part of the dinner party. Nothing can bring people closer together than dancing. Besides, everyone had drank a little wine at that time and became more impulsive and bold emotionally.

There aren't that many rules among these young people.

There's nothing wrong with doing something interesting while you're drinking, and then having sex later, wouldn't that be a waste of time?

King Hoffman's calculations are ringing here.

However, when Freya came, he was stunned. He saw Freya wearing a mage robe engraved with stars and moons, holding a staff in her hand, wearing a mage hat upright, and even Norn on one side was wearing one. Wearing light leather armor, the sisters were followed by two mysterious guards.

This menacing posture.

At first glance, it seemed like he didn’t want to come to the dinner party.

"Freya! How can you be so ridiculous?" King Hoffman said angrily: "Where is the princess dress I ordered for you? As an imperial princess, you don't wear a dress when attending a royal banquet? Are you embarrassing us? The face of the royal family of Girard!”

"Face?" Freya smiled sweetly and said, "Does the Ogilar royal family still have any face? Your queen can be played with by the ministers, and even your current lover can be played with by your subordinates. The aristocrats openly exchange...it's fun to fart from the butthole, but if you really fart, you still have to look at your mouth~"

Freya's words unceremoniously tore King Hoffman's fig leaf to pieces.

The sharp language made other nobles in the banquet hall look shocked.

Then he showed a playful smile.

They knew there was going to be more fun tonight.

"Your Majesty, King Anrius has arrived!"

The messenger's report relieved Hoffman.

He glared at Freya fiercely and suppressed his anger and said: "Go and invite King Anlius in. We are holding a banquet today. As the saying goes, since friends are here, we should enjoy the happiness together! "

Freya did not continue to get angry.

Now is not the time.

She took Nolen to a seat, which was far away from all the palace dignitaries.

Su Nian and Anna stood behind Freya.

In the blind spot of vision that no one can see, they held hands with each other.

Anna's fingers were still drawing naughty circles in Su Nian's palm.

Accompanied by cheerful salute music.

King Andrius Krichens walked into the banquet hall with stiff steps. He looked around, looking extremely flustered, and his body was as tight as a log.

The banquet hall is splendid, with a huge oil painting hanging above the throne, which is the portrait of the first king of Ogilar; the tables with various dishes are nearly a hundred meters long, and the delicious meat of various monsters is roasted. The oil was rising, and the dancers were wearing naked clothes among the dignitaries. There were more than two hundred people in the band standing in the corner of the palace. Happy music lingered on the crystal lanterns hung with gems, and the air was filled with the fragrance and fragrance of women. The aroma of wine and meat...

Kristians felt a little dizzy.

It turns out that this is a royal banquet.

What were the royal banquets he held before? The most we can do is play house!

"Look at him, he looks like a stupid penguin who's been hit with a stick!"

A lady covered her mouth and snickered, lying in the man's arms and humming, even though the man's hand had already reached into her skirt.

"Is this King Anrius? Looking at his cowardly eyes, he is even worse than a country noble."

“Tsk, tsk, it’s better to destroy this kind of country.”

There were endless discussions.

They seemed to speak loudly on purpose, fearing that King Andrius wouldn't hear.

If it were in the past, Kristens would definitely be very angry. Now he is still a little angry, but this anger can only make his face gloomy, but it will not make him lose his mind.

He's not a real king anyway.

Whatever those people say is fine.

It doesn't matter, the black dragon will take action.

"Brother Krichens, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Hoffman laughed loudly and patted Krichens on the shoulder like an old friend. He put his arm around King Andrius and asked King Andrius Sitting next to him, he then pretended to be affectionate and handed a half-eaten turkey leg to King Anrius' mouth.

"Although our two countries are separated by the sea, they are actually not that far apart. As the saying goes, close neighbors are like old friends. We are similar in age and can be said to be brothers. This turkey leg is a symbol of our friendship!"

With that said, he forced the turkey leg into Kristens' mouth.

In front of Hoffman.

Crichens, whose strength is only that of a great knight, is like a helpless little chicken who can only be manipulated.

He almost choked to death with such a big turkey leg stuffed into his mouth.

But now, he could only lower his head and silently eat the food that King Hoffman had eaten.

When King Hoffman saw King Andreus finishing the turkey legs honestly, most of his anger at being contradicted by Freya disappeared.

He took various kinds of food from the guards, took a bite himself, and poured the rest on King Andrius' plate without giving King Andrius chopsticks, just like feeding a dog.

Kristians ate the food on the table with tears in his eyes.

To be honest, this was the first time he had eaten something so delicious.

It would be nice if Hoffman didn't let him eat in such a hurry. No matter how delicious the food is, it must be savored carefully to taste. As for the dignity of a king?

What it is?

He came to Ogilar with His Majesty Watrous as a cover.

"Kritchens, I heard that you came here to have friendly exchanges with me? Did you bring those mithril mines?" King Hoffman did not pour any more food on the plate, he was afraid of leaving the fragile An King Si was dying.

This wave of humiliation is already in place.

And it also made him see that King Andreus was still a coward without any backbone.

Fortunately, he thought that King Anrius had become enlightened when he dared to rob the mithril mine, but it seems like he is still the same as before.

"I've brought them all. The cabin is full of mithril mines."

King Andreus nodded and bowed with a smile.

"Very good, remember to deliver the mithril mine on time every month from now on, and pay 100%, no less!" Hoffman's eyes flashed coldly, and his tone was unquestionable.

"This, this is not good... After all, my country also needs mithril mines, and we also need to develop..." King Anlius raised the corners of his mouth and smiled very palely.

"Development?" Hoffman snorted coldly, "No matter how much you develop, can you compete with the Ireland Empire? No matter how much you develop, can you affect my island country? People must be self-aware, and you do what I say, Not only will I let you go back, but you can pick ten of the dancers in this banquet hall and take them away with you... By the way, I have to tell you a secret..."

A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he continued: "That queen of yours is not very clean~"