Choice

The next day, the convoy walked out of Morphey Forest.

Garcia picked Angelina up and kissed her forehead gently. "Cute girl, I'll wait for you in the imperial capital."

"Okay, Sister." Angelina smiled quietly. She had already found out a few days ago that she would be studying in Aomar next year.

"I'll leave Lord Akanasad's scales in your hands," Garcia said to Luomu, who was not far away.

"Don't worry," Romm promised. Luomu promised. Adamlys' purple scales could not be removed in one night, unless they were directly cut with a knife.

It would take half a year for 200 pieces of the purple scales to be removed. They would be carried by the convoy to Aomar next year, and Romm would be the supervisor.

Without saying anything more, Garcia put on her black helmet and flew into the sky with her right foot. She disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a stream of green light.

It had been almost a week since the Aomar envoys left Faustian, and Garcia needed to catch up with them.

Romm also disappeared in the blink of an eye, and no one knew if he was still around the convoy.

"Let's go!" Under the command of Knight Xefe, the whole convoy continued to move towards Felor City in an orderly manner.

"Have you thought about what I told you?" Angelina asked Locke in the carriage.

Locke peeled the nuts in his hand and remained silent.

Angelina had already told him that she was going to study in Aomar, and she hoped that he would go with her.

Seeing that Locke didn't speak, Angelina couldn't help but feel annoyed. She asked directly, "You can't bear to leave those Shalorian women?"

As soon as Angelina's voice trailed off, Locke's heart turned cold. Had Suzanne, Glace, and the others already been discovered by Angelina?

It was no wonder that Angelina would be able to find them after being placed in the joint camp outside Audis for so long. All she had to do was investigate his whereabouts a little and she would be able to find them.

Locke's silence was a tacit agreement. He wouldn't leave his women behind, not to mention that his parents were here.

Seeing Locke's sullen face, Angelina thought that she had made a fool of herself. She wouldn't care about Locke's womanizing, but she couldn't stand him ignoring her.

She could only say that Angelina was still young and didn't have that many thoughts.

"What if I promise you that I can bring them along?" Angelina gave in.

Locke's eyes lit up, but he still lowered his head and shook it.

"I still have my parents..." Locke said in a low voice.

"I'm going to a faraway place alone. Aren't you going to accompany me?" Angelina's tears started to fall.

Locke's heart ached when he saw this. He hugged Angelina's waist and said, "Let me think about it." His hard heart couldn't withstand the tears of his beloved.

"Okay." Angelina wiped away her tears and hugged him tightly.

Angelina had already made a huge concession by allowing him to bring Glace and the others along. He couldn't bear to disappoint her.

In fact, Angelina, who was born into the royal family, had a deeper understanding of men's flirtatious nature. Many of her sisters had married so-called men who loved them, but in the end, all of them cheated.

In addition, her father and brother had a large number of wives and concubines. Angelina was quite agreeable to polygamy, provided that she was his legal wife. That was the bottom line.

After the convoy arrived in Felor, Angelina was directly escorted into the palace by the shadow guards, while Locke was left at the city gate.

Before they parted, Angelina hugged Locke tightly, as if she never wanted to let go of this man.

"Don't worry, we'll meet again in two months," Locke comforted her.

"Okay," said Angelina.

After saying goodbye to the convoy, Locke went to the Falcon barracks outside the city, borrowed a horse from the courier station, and returned home.

As for why he said that they would meet again in two months, it was because the strong man named Xif had mentioned that the Faustian king would confer nobles two months later, especially the new nobles who participated in the war between the two countries.

Xif belonged to one of the four Faustian margraves. Shia was his cousin, and Xif himself was also a count.

These days, Xif wasn't blind. Locke frequently went in and out of the princess's tent. He had lived for a long time, so he had long guessed the relationship between the two.

However, Xif didn't point it out. As a Ritter, he was a rare open-minded person. He neither supported nor opposed the relationship between the princess and the commoner boy.

Overall, he had a good impression of Locke. It was rare for a commoner to reach such a level.

Furthermore, Xif discovered that Angelina still had her virginity through her blood flow, so he was even less worried.

Although romance between commoners and nobles was rare, it didn't mean that it didn't exist.

Angelina's biological mother, the late queen consort, was also a commoner.

Back then, she even attracted the attention of several nobles in the royal capital. In the end, the current king won her heart.

In short, if Locke wanted something to happen between him and Angelina, his priority now was to obtain a noble title.

This was something that would bring glory to his ancestors, and Locke attached great importance to it.

After riding for three days, Locke returned to Cardoj's domain.

After visiting Glace and the others for a night, he returned to Maple Village the next day.

"How about we move to the royal capital?" Locke asked the two elders.

Locke Senior was stunned at first, then he shook his head like a rattle. "No! Why would I want to go to the royal capital? "

"That's right. Although you have a lot of money, I don't know if it'll be enough." Tia thought that Locke wanted to settle down in the royal capital because he felt that he had money now.

"I'm going to be awarded a knighthood," said Locke, not wanting to hide it.

The opium pipe in Locke Senior's hand fell to the ground. Tia covered her mouth and couldn't say a word for a long time.

The calmest one was Lia. From the beginning until now, she only looked at Locke and listened to his story, as if Locke Senior was more attractive than what he was talking about.

After some time, Locke Senior finally reacted. "Really?!" His wrinkled face flushed red as he asked Locke excitedly.

"Yes!" Locke nodded.

Tia, on the other hand, was covering her mouth and crying non-stop. She was very emotional.

"Let's celebrate tonight! Let's celebrate!" Locke Senior was so excited that he couldn't even speak properly. "Go and get two bottles of wine. I'll go to the back of the mountain tomorrow. Let our ancestors know that we have a noble in our family!"

In this regard, Tia didn't say that Locke Senior couldn't drink. She completely supported him.

While the old couple was excited, Locke moved a stool and sat outside the door alone.

He told his parents that he wasn't going to become a noble on a whim and settled them down in Felor. Only then could he rest assured and follow Angelina to Aomar.

He didn't want to let go of his family for love. Locke thought about it carefully for a long time.

He couldn't really get used to this kind of harmonious life.

Since the age of fourteen, he had been fighting with death every day. He couldn't stop.

Locke didn't know where his future was, but he was sure that he wouldn't end his life in this small Maple Village.

Lia walked out of the door and put her cold hand on Locke's shoulder.

The siblings didn't talk much, but they could always guess what each other was thinking.

A month later, the Faustian army in Shalor finally returned to Aomar in an orderly manner under Kenzir's orders.

Of course, there was no longer a distinction between Shalor and Faustian at this time, because both were Faustian territory.

It could only be said that the three major corps were moving from the eastern part of Faustian to the central part.

Apart from a small part of Shalor's territory that was given to Karaman, the rest were all new provinces of Faustian.

A total of three provinces were divided. The names of the provinces had just been approved by the noble council and the council of elders a month ago, and they were finally stamped with the seal of the king's authority.

With the return of the three major corps, countless nobles who had returned from victory sharpened their knives, ready to enjoy the cake that was about to be distributed to them.

In the castle of Cardoj's domain, Baron Cardoj was trying on a few tuxedos from the royal capital.

"What do you think of me wearing this?" The baron asked a beautiful woman who was tidying his sleeves. She was his first wife, Barton's mother.

Before the woman could speak, another woman who was more luxuriously dressed standing next to her said, "Of course it looks good. I specially went to the royal capital to pick it out."

This was Cardoj's current wife, one of the dozen daughters of De Sandro, and also Sauron's mother.

The beautiful woman didn't show any displeasure at being interrupted by her first wife. She just silently tidied the corner of the baron's clothes.

The baron finally put on his formal suit and looked around in the mirror. He was very satisfied. The margrave's daughter had good eyesight.

"Who will go to the royal capital with you when the time comes?" The luxuriously dressed woman asked. This lady was good at everything. She was beautiful, spoke elegantly, and came from a noble background. Otherwise, the baron wouldn't have made her his wife. However, she was a little narrow-minded and always wanted to compare herself to his first wife.

Fortunately, his first wife was a sensible person. She and Cardoj were childhood sweethearts. After marrying Cardoj, she was demoted to second wife, but she didn't fight for it. This made Cardoj especially gratified.

"Who else can it be? Let's go together! Our whole family will go together, "Cardoj set the tone.

When the first wife heard this, she didn't argue. At home, Cardoj was the head of the family. As a daughter who married into the margrave's family, she could only obey Cardoj's decisions. It was Cardoj's sometimes strong and sometimes shrewd personality that conquered her.

"Then the territory..." The second wife finally spoke. Unlike the first wife who was eager to fight for favor, the second wife was more concerned about assisting the baron in handling the territory's affairs. She could be said to be a good wife.

"Leaving Johan to look after the house is enough," Cardoj said as he twisted his tie.

Johan was an outstanding butler. In addition to his extraordinary strength, he was even better at management.

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