chsdbacks Chapter 529 People who care about the future
Chapter 529 People who care about the future
"It's been a long time since I last saw you in the royal capital!"
A country villager might not recognize the Freyr family crest, but the guards of the capital would never make that mistake.
When the guards saw a knight unloading a transport vehicle, they immediately ran over to check the situation.
"F, Grand Duke Freyr! Greetings to you, Your Excellency the Grand Duke!"
Mueller nodded to the guard and directly stated his request.
"I want to see the king."
"Yes!"
When the other guards noticed that the noble who appeared at the city gate was Grand Duke Freyr, they all ran out from their resting places.
The guards quickly stood in two rows and temporarily acted as the guard of honor.
Two more guards rode fast horses to the palace. They were going to pass on the news of Grand Duke Frere's return to the palace affairs officer.
Seeing the guards busy because of him, Mueller found his noble rhythm again.
When he was with the truck driver before, Muller almost forgot that he was a nobleman.
It's a shame that Mueller didn't ask for the driver's name.
“…I need a list of transport truck drivers. Where can I get it?”
The guard was a little confused by being asked such a strange question suddenly.
The guards dared not be negligent in front of the Grand Duke.
"Grand Duke Freyr, the transport team of the capital is currently under the jurisdiction of the Road Construction Department. The person in charge of these affairs is the recently famous Lilith Affairs Officer."
Mueller turned his head sharply, staring at the guard and making him tense all over.
Realizing that his behavior was causing trouble to the guards, Mueller turned his head back.
Mueller knew something about the name Lilith, who was also a girl entangled with Lee and a dangerous vampire.
Can vampires also work in the palace?
What on earth was the king thinking?
Mueller's head was full of question marks. He had been out of touch with the royal capital for too long, and it was difficult for him to sort out his thoughts in a short period of time.
Upon hearing that Muller had returned to the capital, the old king immediately sent a team to welcome him.
A team of court knights, dressed in bright red ceremonial uniforms, set up a cordon on both sides of the long street.
All the nobles living in the royal capital put on ceremonial robes and went out of their homes to welcome Archduke Muller.
The streets suddenly became extremely lively, with cheers ringing in the ears.
However, Muller looked carefully and found that most of those who ran out to greet him were nobles in the city, or at least wealthy people with some assets.
Farther down the street, soldiers were waving sticks and driving away simply dressed civilians.
Two clear-cut boundaries were placed before Muller's eyes.
The royal capital seemed to have changed a lot, but upon closer inspection, not much had changed.
When Muller saw the smiles on the faces of the nobles around him, he felt nauseous for no reason. Without stopping for long, he rode his horse quickly towards the palace.
The guard of honor didn't know why Muller was riding so fast, so they could only hurry to keep up, causing the originally neat formation to become messy.
The sound of horse hooves clattered on the ground. The last time someone rode a horse at a gallop was when the old king proclaimed himself Pope.
Muller rode his horse quickly through the outer city and then quickly through the inner city.
A barricade blocked the entrance to the palace, and the soldiers guarding the gate pointed their spears at Muller who was running quickly.
The soldiers in front of the palace gate were doing their duty. Muller stopped in front of the chevaux de frise, took off his sword and threw it to the guard on the opposite side.
Without waiting for the guard to ask Muller why he didn't dismount, Muller raised his lance and pushed the chevaux de frise aside.
Muller loosened his grip on the lance and threw all his weapons at the city gate.
Ignoring the guards' attempts to stop him, Muller rode his horse through the road he had created and stepped onto the suspension bridge in front of the palace.
Once you get here, the guards at the door are no longer in charge. The royal guards are responsible for guarding the palace. These guards all know Muller and the family emblem on him.
Muller put the horses in the palace gardens, just as he had done twenty years earlier.
The warhorse walked into the garden without hesitation and ate the precious flowers without any hesitation.
Muller stepped onto the marble steps in front of the King's Room. Some of these steps were covered with cracks, while others had simply been replaced and were a different color from the bricks next to them.
"It's been 20 years. Time has passed so quickly."
After Muller finished his sigh, he had already reached the top of the stairs.
The door between the kings was open, and the old King Henry, dressed in a luxurious robe, was looking at Muller with a smile on his face.
Muller remembered that the last time he saw the king, he was still a strong middle-aged man. The kind old man in front of him made him feel a little dazed.
"Your Majesty, the commander of the cavalry guarding the port city, Freyr Muller, sends you greetings!"
Muller knelt on one knee and solemnly performed a knight's salute. Wearing armor, Muller's etiquette seemed a bit stiff, but it also reflected the spirit of a tough guy.
This time, Muller was greeted not only by the king, but also by the king's son, Prince Leon.
Leon took a step forward and reminded Muller in a cold voice.
"Grand Duke Frere! Please be careful with your address. You must praise His Holiness the Pope!"
“Leon, step back, don’t let Uncle Mueller look down on you.”
The old king stopped Leon from trying to intimidate Muller.
In the past, the king and the duke had a relationship of checks and balances, and it would be more appropriate to describe them as rivals rather than king and subject.
But now, the kingdom is taking a new path, and this route requires Muller's help, and there will be no conflict between the old king and Muller for the time being.
"You will always be the King to whom I swear allegiance!"
Muller's aura frightened Leon and made the old king on the throne stop smiling.
The old king knew Muller's intention of coming back through his attitude.
Mueller did not come back simply to report on his work, he had a clear purpose!
Now, the Kings need to see whether Muller's purpose of returning is good or bad!
"It's so rare to hear the voice of loyalty again. Right now in the kingdom, the only ones who are willing to take loyalty to heart are you and Blake."
The old king stood up and walked down from the throne step by step. He personally came to Muller and helped up the loyal knight.
Muller was able to hold on to the port city for twenty years and did not return even when his son and daughter were humiliated. The king naturally believed in his loyalty.
The old king patted Muller's left shoulder gently to let him know his trust.
"Mueller, this era is different from the past. Simple loyalty and trust cannot lead the people to a bright future."
The old king's words were very sincere. The old Muller might not have been able to understand them.
But Muller, who returned this time, had already gained some insights.
Mueller hits left heart with right hand.
"Your Majesty, that is why I have returned!"
"Hahaha~ OK, this is really a happy thing. The weather is nice today. Come with me for a walk."
Inside the palace, there is a great magician who adjusts the environment. Even in winter, the temperature inside the palace is much higher than outside.
The old king saw the warhorse that had rolled the precious flower into its belly, and he also saw the gatekeeper of the palace in the distance being scolded by his superior.
The old king coughed twice and refused Muller's help.
"Individuals and horses make up the present kingdom. They only care about their own lives and don't even have time to think about the future."
Mueller followed the king's gaze and saw the same scene.
"Mueller, ordinary people don't have the energy or ability to care about the future of the kingdom, but you and I, who enjoy the rights of the king and the nobles, cannot help but take these things to heart, don't you think~"
"His Majesty…"