This is an old man with a slightly fat figure. His hair, which was neatly combed behind his head, looked a little yellow, but not too shriveled. His face was still healthy and rosy, but his eyelids drooped weakly, and he looked a little tired.

Because it was summer, the old man just wore a simple white shirt, without even a robe. It seemed low-key, but it exuded the luxury of low-key. The shirt was woven in the best brocade, which was breathable but comfortable, and the white fabric was embroidered with silk with a looming Holy Spring Emblem.

He wore a sun hat, bent down, held a small silver shovel in his hand, and carefully weeded the flowerbed.

A chubby figure stood silently behind the emperor at some point. He lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head with his eyes, and his face was still full of a gentle smile, waiting for the old man without saying a word.

After all, he was old and it took a lot of effort to shovel a piece of grass. He stood up and beat his sore waist, and then he noticed the figure behind him.

"Valus, how long have you been waiting?"

"The job of a villain is to wait, Your Majesty," Valus looked at the old man with a smile, and said slowly in a gentle tone that made people breeze: "But Lord Terion did wait in the pavilion early."

"You must not be able to stand his mouth, so you fled to me now." The old man smiled hurriedly, "Forget it, if this kid is anxious, I don't know what kind of disaster will happen."

At that moment, two eunuchs ran over, one put on a robe for the old man, and the other was holding a silver basin containing water to wash his face and hands.

The old man who ruled the largest population and the most powerful empire in the world, put on his robe and walked through the path of the garden and came to an elegant little pavilion. At this time, a short figure was already waiting here. He was probably only the height of an ordinary child, his legs were thick and short, his head was disproportionate, his forehead was protruding, his dark green eyes were big and small, his blond hair was shiny, and his chin was messy brown and golden beard.

In general, this is an ugly dwarf who makes children like it and have nightmares. It is not the halfling race that looks very festive, but a malformed deformed human.

"The sea breeze of the falling starry sea still did not make you stronger." The emperor looked up and down at the visitor. Although he was a dwarf with a low appearance, he seemed to be unable to see enough.

"If you need brute force, your Majesty has hundreds of thousands of troops under his command. You shouldn't expect me to have my little arms and legs." The visitor smiled, and his unfavorable facial features seemed even more ferocious: "Besides, although I am underdeveloped, I am not the weakest of the important ministers of the empire after all, so I can be complacent. Our palace chief, Lord Varus, has the most say in this regard."

Varus smiled with a giggle, looking very honest: "Mr. Terion was joking. You are the largest princes and important ministers of the empire, the guardian of the sea of ​​falling from the stars. The young one is just a servant who serves His Majesty's daily life. Please be kind and let go of the loyal and poor old Varus. Then, the young one will take his leave."

Valus seemed not to see the obvious sneer on the dwarf's face, bowed deeply to both of them, and then retreated with the opportunity, leaving the emperor and his strange visitor.

The court chief who claimed to be a servant stepped down, and Terion watched his fat back disappear behind the flowerbed, then turned around and bowed to the emperor: "Today's visit, I am here to apologize to Your Majesty."

"Apologize? People from the Lancaster family who are arrogant enough to apologize. If your father knows, he will definitely jump out of the coffin to clean the portal?" The emperor smiled hurriedly, patted the table in the pavilion, and signaled the other party to sit down. All kinds of seasonal fresh fruits, as well as iced wine and honey wine.

"Arrogance without reason is at most a stingy middle school kid. This is the biggest difference between my uncontrollable sister and my father, not to mention that I have never been a typical Lancaster."

Terion shrugged and smiled, sat down without any objection, stretched out his short right hand to reach the crystal wine pot, but the emperor picked it up first and poured red wine into the glass in front of the dwarf.

Tyrion watched the other person's movements without saying a word.

The emperor filled himself with wine, took a sip, and gradually withdrew his smile: "At such a time, I made such a mistake. If it weren't for your son and his retainers, I would have thought they had ulterior motives and would have killed one to warn him."

"Even if your Majesty beheads them all and nails their heads to the flagpole, I have no doubts. Whether it is my son or a retainer, I should be punished if I do something wrong." Terion said with a smile, as if he was talking about the life and death of strangers. "Of course, what I want to remind Your Majesty is that if you do not have the decision you deserve, such things will still happen. At that time, maybe it will not be the hot-headed boys."

"Ahh! You just talk to the emperor of the empire and your lord like this? You dare to say that you are apologizing, but you are clearly here to ask for the crime! You dare to say that you are not a typical Lancaster? Why, your brother-in-law and sister asked you to come? They are so anxious?"

The emperor sneered. His voice was not loud, but he had accumulated power for more than half a century, so he naturally felt a sense of oppression. Ordinary people were forced by such momentum, and perhaps they had already collapsed to the ground and trembled, but this dwarf, who was only two-thirds of the height of an ordinary person, shrugged and said slowly: "Well, if your Majesty doesn't want to listen, then I won't say anything. Let's talk about something else, such as history, stories about 'Blooded October', 'Two Dragon Rebellion', 'Red Year', etc.."

Bloody October, the Double Dragon Rebellion, and the Red Year are all famous historical events in Auckland. The common points are wars that broke out between the royal family or the great lord due to the dispute over the principal issue.

The emperor slapped the table suddenly and was about to have an attack, but when he saw the dwarf's pair of dark green eyes, his efforts turned into a cold snorkeling, and said:

"It's just a lazy dwarf hiding in the sea view villa in Kaiyan City, and he really dares to speak out."

At this time, a trace of bleakness gradually appeared on the emperor's old face: "I am old, so old that I don't want to see blood again, and I don't know when I go to the sky to see Esteel... And you, the student that Yart values ​​most during his lifetime was you. I also hope that you can bear the burden of national affairs, but you have been by the sea for twelve years and have never come after several times of conscripting. Why, the scenery of the Star Sea really makes you hard to part with?"

Terion smiled slightly, his face that was not good-looking and even a little hideous seemed even more difficult to see. His deep dark green eyes flashed with a cunning light and said, "I am guarding the Western Region for Your Majesty."

The emperor smiled indifferently: "The West Frontier is the coastline, and a guard group is enough to maintain public order, so you don't need to guard it."

Terion rolled his eyes and said, "Well, we will also fight against the pirates who fell from the Star Sea, shock those sea residents, and safeguard the security of the West Sea of ​​the Empire."

"The empire has nine military ports along the coast of the Falling Star Sea, and three royal fleets have nearly 200 warships. Even the four kingdoms of Thousand Islands do not have a navy of this size. Moreover, the group of pirates have basically been killed by you, so you don't have to worry about it anymore." The emperor said disdainfully.

Terion thought for a while and said, "Well, we also need to manage commercial routes and customs between the Empire and the Thousand Islands and the Far West."

The emperor shook his head and sneered: "Hey, just a few tax officials can handle the work. Do you need to bother a Wang Zuo to take charge?"

Terion couldn't help but show a distressed look and asked tentatively: "Maybe you have to be careful of the savages in the northwest Corner hills."

The emperor couldn't help laughing: "Those savages have been trained by the dwarves to obey. I'll just not cause trouble for them. Do they dare to cause trouble? The above are just excuses. If you want to fool an old guy with half of his body, you have to use your brain at least."

Terion shook his head helplessly and said in a nearly lie-in-law tone: "Your Majesty, I am a strange and deformed child. As a court official, it will hurt the country's body."

The emperor let out a snorted laughter: "I asked you to be the prime minister, not to let you marry. You are the lord of Kaiyan City, the patriarch of the Lancaster family, and the Duke of the Empire. Are you not qualified to be the prime minister yet?"

Terion was silent for a few minutes, and still shook his head: "Teacher Yart and Duke Ailuphaus, the wise ministers of the previous generation were the second sons of ordinary knights and the other were civilian scholars. They were not born in a high-ranking family. It is precisely because the ministers were Duke Lancaster and the largest princes of the empire, they were not qualified to be the prime minister of the empire."

After hearing this, the emperor couldn't help but laugh: "If your father is still alive, he will definitely beat you, an unfilial son."

Terion shrugged and said lukewarmly: "My father is certainly not a good father. Of course, as a member of the Lancaster family, I am not a good son, so that's even more. So I have never held a grudge against him."

The emperor's guest was one of the largest aristocratic princes in the empire, Tyrion, Duke of Lancaster, known as the "little giant".
Chapter completed!