Chapter 66 Vigridge III(3)

"Ah," Condrad Wilke made a satisfying voice and wiped his mouth with his hands, "Her Majesty, my son is second only to me. You and his children will definitely be the strongest and combative little warrior in the whole of Vivalia!"

"Is it stronger than Prince Zork Apollion, Lord Condrad?" asked a thin man from the Zarek family, his mouth with an ugly lip.

"Of course!" Condrad Wilker affirmed arrogantly, and he waved to Mirosla Wilker over.

Mang Xiong's son is slightly smaller than his father, and the only difference between them is that he still has hair on his head.

"If Hastza's boy agrees, they can compete with each other with whom!" Condrad Wilk grinned.

Zhuo Ke is not inferior to anyone in martial arts and strength. Not to mention Mang Xiong's son, even Mang Xiong can be confident in defeating him.

Faced with the challenge of the Wilk family, Zhuo Ke was not willing to be outdone. He stood up and looked at Mang Xiong and his son.

"Enough, Dorke." Wigridge stopped his son.

Zhuoke's eyes were flashing with dissatisfaction, and he walked to Vigridge with anger.

"I've seen enough fights today, and it's time for celebration," said Queen Lozalia.

She signaled that the bards would start playing music, and the breath of the entire venue became cheerful in an instant.

"I can defeat him, father." Zhuo Ke insisted, but he was still unwilling to accept it.

"I know you can, Dorke." Vegridge sighed, "but you are the heir to the empire, not a dogfighting to please the audience."

Even if Zoke is confident of defeating Mirosla Wilk, Vigridge will not let him put his life in danger.

"But won't I appear weak like this? These Vivalians will look down on us." Zhuoke muttered.

"Strength is never shown by pure power." Weigridge replied, "If brute force can surrender everything, your grandfather will not be defeated under Muros' walls twice."

"Maybe he's just not strong enough," Zhuo Ke said.

The seating arrangements for outdoor dinners after hunting are similar to those on the day of the coronation. The oak square tables of the Apollion family are placed together with the Corva family, forming a long table of more than ten yards in the owner's seat. The other families are divided into two rows and arranged on both sides of the chief, just like the positions of their tents.

The whole banquet was more casual and chaotic than before. The attendants set up iron pots with wooden pillars and firewood at the table, and some threw the hares whose fur and internal organs had just been removed.

Dia sat on his left, and she chose to sit with Queen Lozalia. She was wearing a white robe like her sister to mourn Leo Corva.

Vigridge didn't know when Dia would be so arrogant to him. After Queen Lozalia announced her marriage to Zoke, he could take Dia back to Madcarin. Ashes Hall City would only have a bad impact on her.

As for the wedding, he would ask Lozalia Corva to go to the capital. He would let all Hastza people know that Vivalia was back in the hands of the empire, and the Lily crown would become a ridiculous decoration like the throne.

Zhuoke and Mondy sat on his right, but they were not seen with Allen.

"Where is Alan?" Wigridge asked Dia.

Dia looked around, "He was still with us just now."

The venue was filled with people sitting on the table and laughing and dancing on the grass. The noisy sound and messy scene made him feel irritated.

"Go and get your brother back," he said to Zhuoke.

Zhuoke didn't say anything and stood up reluctantly.

The Corva family was not prosperous, and by the time of King Izdor Corva's generation, he was the only one family left.

After Leo Corva's death, the only male bloodline in the Corva family was Rudomir Corva.

In order to make the Corva family look less pitiful, not only retainers like Sigmund Mirian, but other Counts who swore to Lozalia and their families also sat at the same table with the Queen and the others.

Wigridge held the wine glass in his hand and quietly savored the blue dragon flame. The wine in the glass exuded the fragrance of tree sap, but it tasted a bit salty, and he could taste the sweetness of honey.

"His Majesty Wigridge."

Wigridge looked back and saw two black-haired men standing behind him. One was strong and the other was thin, both wearing black leather vests with four white snake patterns on it.

Wigridge was shocked. He could not notice the footsteps of the two.

But he still said calmly: "I don't like anyone to sneak up on me. Lord Lec."

"Haha, I'm so sorry." Lek Mostec said with a glass of wine in his hand and smiled.

"We just want to come and congratulate you in advance, His Majesty Wigridge," said Melch Mostecke, the brother of the Duke of Bone.

"What are you congratulating?"

"Your prince and Her Majesty the Queen," Lek Mostec replied, "It is a great step to use Yarus Perk as a bargaining chip for threats."

"Well, thank you." Wigridge concealed his smugness.

Vigridge saw Lozalia standing out of the corner of her eyes, and she raised her hand to let the bards stop their performance.

When the music stopped, people looked at Lozalia with surprise.

"All the adults," said Lozalia loudly, "I know what you are here for. Thank you for your patience, and I have decided on my husband's choice."

The few people who were whispering before also closed their mouths now, and only the burning sound of fire and the breathing of people could be heard on the entire field.

There should be only these sounds.

The high-legged silver cup in Lek Mostec fell to the ground and made a muffled sound. The nobles in front of Vigridge began to cover their stomachs. Their breathing became rapid. Many people opened their mouths and stuck out their tongues to suck the air wildly.

"I will marry Dorke Apollion." Lozalia calmly announced her chosen husband as if she had not seen the scene in front of her.

Wigridge stood up, "What did you do?" His voice was only angry, his head buzzing.

He was plotted, all of which were conspiracies that Lozalia had planned long ago.

These wines were poisoned. No wonder they had no servants to serve wine at the table. From the beginning of the banquet to the present, only the dukes and their families drank them.

Sigmund Mirian, who was on the left of Lozalia, also stood up and looked at the Queen with amazement.

"Accused these traitors in the name of Vivalia's queen and the cold-blooded king Rezade Kolva." Lozalia held Diya's shoulder and ordered her retainers and guards.

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