Chapter 1237: Chapter 743: Furious Prince_1 Chapter 1237: Chapter 743: Furious Prince_1 Twelve hours ago, at a distant end, sowhere in the magnificent Coldfla Royal City.
In an extraordinarily luxurious and spacious dining hall, two rows of young maids stood respectfully.
From their ticulously carved makeup and dignified standing postures, it was evident that they had gone through extrely rigorous etiquette training. Even the black and white maid outfits they wore were made from the most luxurious top-grade fabrics.
In the middle of the two rows of maids was a long dining table covered with a milky white satin tablecloth, already filled with steaming delicacies.
From under the tablecloth, one could see the fluorescent green legs of the table.
The dining table was made of top-grade elf wood. It was said that the throne of a kingdom of the Forest Elf Race was made from this rare wood.
It was worth noting that around this vast dining table, filled with delicious dishes sufficient for 20 people, there was only one luxurious golden tal chair placed at the far end of the table’s head.
Under the dual illumination of the ample morning light and the crystal tassel chandelier.
The exquisite lion pattern engraved on the chair shone brightly. It was reflected by the surrounding golden openwork volute pattern, bellflower ornant, and scallop flower ornant on the white walls, making the place luxurious and overwhelming to the eye.
All this indicated that the owner of this place held an extrely noble and superior status, far beyond comparable to ordinary nobles.
Soon after, lazy footsteps sounded.
A tall and burly male figure, accompanied by an old steward nodding and bowing, slowly entered the dining hall.
The burly man was in his early forties, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, curly sideburns, and a handso face that exuded a hint of fierceness.
What was most eye-catching was the dazzling golden crown on his thick curls, making him look high and mighty. His aloof gaze was filled with arrogance, as if he looked down upon everything.
This man was none other than the Crown Prince of Coldfla Kingdom, who had won the support of the traditional nobility faction.
Seeing the Crown Prince leisurely walking into the dining hall, the two rows of maids standing respectfully quickly knelt down and saluted. Their fair and delicate faces showed a mixture of awe and fear, seemingly very wary of him.
The Crown Prince, however, bypassed these kneeling maids, heading straight for the luxurious chair at the head of the table.
Unintentionally, the Crown Prince’s heavy boots forcefully stepped on the backs of two kneeling maids’ hands pressed against the ground. The forr frowned slightly, feeling a little discomfort in his feet, while the latter gritted her silver teeth in excruciating pain, not daring to make a sound.
By the ti the Crown Prince had strolled past, the huge gray shoe prints were clearly visible on the already reddened backs of their hands.
“How dare you block the steps of the Crown Prince! Get lost!”
The old steward in the neatly tailored swallowtail coat scolded the two maids harshly, casting them a sharp look as he saw the scene.
anwhile, the Crown Prince had already settled comfortably on the throne and began to enjoy his breakfast served by the other maids.
“Not bad.”
The Crown Prince leisurely put a sandwich with roast at and cheese into his mouth and nodded with satisfaction.
“Hehe, Your Highness, the Crown Prince, is truly extraordinary. You instantly recognized the most exceptional dish today!”
The old steward with a flattering look on his face complinted: “The crust of this sandwich is made from Your Highness’ favorite dragon skin toast. The at filling is the tenderest loin part of the Hexagonal Bull King. This is a delicacy that commoners can never hope to taste in their lifeti.”
“As for the cheese, it’s even more extraordinary, made from fresh unicorn milk.”
With a fawning expression, the old steward continued: “You know, unicorn milk is a coveted Tier 4 alchemy material for alchemists. I had to go to great lengths to get a small bottle from the stubborn Clifford Grant…”
“Doug, you’re becoming more and more pleasing. When I ascend to the throne, perhaps I can consider giving you the position of Minister of Agriculture.”
The Crown Prince wiped his mouth with a napkin, revealing an extrely satisfied expression, and said leisurely.
“Thousands of thanks to Your Highness the Crown Prince!”
Old Steward Doug was ecstatic and thanked him repeatedly: “No, endless gratitude to Your Majesty the wise and martial King!”
“Well said, that day is just around the corner!”
After a hearty laugh, the Crown Prince raised his eyelids and said, “The remaining sandwiches will be fed to my beloved dog. Let it also taste the delicious food that the commoners can never hope to reach. As for the rest, after I finish eating, throw them away as usual. No one else is qualified to touch my food.”
“Understood! I’ll take care of it.”
Doug nodded his head like a wagging tail and obediently accepted the order.
After a pause, Doug hesitated and said, “Your Highness, there is one more thing. From this morning, ministers like Sebel and Sharplore have been arriving one after another…”
“It must be the good news of our victory in the eastern war that has arrived, right?”
While chewing the expensive steak, the Crown Prince said casually: “With the army led by the White Knight, plus the five legions of reinforcents I’ve already arranged, that despicable Lord of Cyan City and my naughty little sister are dood!”
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