Chapter 86 - 85 King Morton Fis
Chapter 86: Chapter 85 King Morton Fis
Lis caressed the grey protective talisman in his hand, his expression odd as if he was pondering something.
Ever since his return from McGwire’s Death Tomb, he had constantly felt that Joyce behaved a little strangely.
First, he was given an excuse to visit the Library and meet that genius Mage, the albino girl with white hair and red eyes, and now he was handed a precious Shadow Talisman.
Although he could sense that Joyce truly cared about him, how should he put it?
It was like finding out your good college roommate and brother was actually a rich second-generation on the day of graduation.
But speaking of which, where did Joyce get this Shadow Talisman?
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Was such a precious thing something an ordinary person could possess?
Why did I, the butler, feel more and more mysterious?
Lis rubbed his somewhat sore temples, still thinking.
Feeling that his strength had broken through, the matters requiring his attention had also become increasingly numerous.
He should focus on the upcoming royal audience tomorrow, uncertain of what the situation would be like then.
Lis carefully placed the Shadow Talisman on himself, ensuring everything was secure before collapsing on the bed and falling into a peaceful sleep (fog～).
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The next morning.
With the assistance of the maid Rossi, Lis donned the formal attire that Joyce had prepared for him in advance.
Today, Lis wore a low-key yet dignified grey-blue formal suit, tailor-made with a touch of ribbon and ruffle, adding a sense of classical elegance.
Donning a pure black cloak, he was the spitting image of a valiant young man straight out of a painting.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Lis shook his head.
“Being too handsome is a burden too,” he said.
In fact, the style of noble menswear in Feis Kingdom was gradually shifting towards military dress, but for today’s occasion, Lis needed to dress more formally.
Lis wasn’t quite used to it; he preferred looser clothing, and even Rossi thought it felt a bit tight while helping him get dressed.
He couldn’t imagine how much tighter it would be for those noble ladies in their evening gowns.
Lis shook his head, casually removing Angela, who still wanted to cling onto his head.
“Angela, I can’t take you with me today, stay at home, alright?” he said.
“Oh, okay,” she replied.
Angela, who had originally wanted to follow Lis outside for some delicious food, had to obediently fly off to a corner; Lis rarely took such a serious tone with her.
If possible, Lis would indeed like to take Angela with him every time he went out, but this time he was visiting the Royal Palace, where the guards were strict.
Angela, a Gold Level Vampire, could not possibly be taken before the King.
Moreover, the Feis Royal Family was rumored to harbor a Legendary Level powerhouse within it.
If Lis remembered correctly, that Legendary Monk should now be within the Palace.
Thus, Lis had no need to worry about his security.
Once Lis was ready, the coachman Bender was already waiting at the courtyard gate to take him to the Royal Palace.
Angela looked out the window of the residence, watching Lis board the carriage and depart, then thought for a moment and flew towards the Library.
With Lis gone, and tired of sleeping on Rossi, Angela decided to seek out Miss Risa from last time for a nap.
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Bright City, Feis Royal Palace.
Rather than calling it a Royal Palace, it was more like a huge castle.
The sturdy and magnificent walls separated the castle from the streets of Feis, creating what seemed like a small independent world within, with buildings and gardens distributed in an orderly and picturesque manner.
The architectural style of the castle resembled the Gothic style of Lis’s previous life, with its tall, dark spires and white speckled walls, the marks of time adding to the castle’s composed and imposing presence.
After several checks, Lis was finally led into a beautifully decorated reception room.
Comfortable sofas, an array of exquisite desserts on the multi-tiered dessert stand, and the palace maids had already placed the steaming hot tea before Lis.
This setting indeed felt like a private meeting, not too formal.
Lis didn’t feel any nervousness at the thought of meeting His Majesty the King, instead he was eyeing the desserts in front of him, feeling that they indeed surpassed the skills of his own cook by a great margin.
Lis wasn’t particularly skilled at making desserts; back in his life at the orphanage, there wasn’t an oven for him to get his hands on.
After waiting for a while, the door was gently opened from the outside.
Lis immediately stood up, slightly bowed to show respect.
Duke Hade supported an elderly man as they walked in.
This face was very familiar to Lis; it was the current reigning monarch of the Feis Kingdom, King Morton Fis.
“Good morning, it’s an honor to meet you, Lord Morton.”
Lis’s demeanor was impeccable.
After the mishap with Ya’er during the last evening banquet, Lis had specially studied a full set of noble etiquette with Joyce, and now nobody could find fault with it.
“Lis, is it? Take a seat.”
Morton, seated in the place of honor with Fusis’s assistance, said to Lis with a chuckle.
After paying his respects, Lis also sat down respectfully on one side, not relaxing at all despite the king’s neighborly and kind expression.
Lis was well aware of the king’s ruthless methods in dealing with domestic rebellion later on.
Morton glanced at the desserts stand, and a maid nearby immediately understood, took a piece of honey fruit cake, cut it into small pieces, and placed it on the table in front of the king.
Picking up a piece of cake and putting it into his mouth, Morton said with a smile:
“As I get older, I find myself enjoying these sweets even more.”
Lis smiled and did not say a word, also taking a piece of dessert and placing it in front of himself.
“Haha.”
Morton found this young man named Lis interesting, and asked:
“I almost never saw our Viscount Kane at court banquets, did I?”
“Previously, I was engrossed in magic research and rarely attended such gatherings, please forgive me, Your Majesty.”
Lis replied smoothly.
“No wonder you are so outstanding at such a young age.”
Fusis nodded in agreement from the side, playing the role of a supportive stooge skillfully.
Lis also echoed a few words with His Majesty, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
Morton, with a smiling face, said to Lis:
“You must be curious about why I invited you here, right?”
Upon hearing this, Lis knew the main event was coming, quickly straightened up, and listened attentively.
“I must thank you for saving Little Taya once.”
Lis had a puzzled expression as if pondering who Little Taya, mentioned by Morton, was.
Morton, looking at Lis’s confused face, said meaningfully:
“Oh, I forget to tell you, Little Taya is my daughter, and also a member of your adventure team, Ya’er.”
“Ya’er is actually Princess Taya?”
A flicker of surprise passed through the puzzled look on Lis’s face, as if he was learning about Ya’er’s identity for the first time.
His Majesty, with a cheerful look, watched Lis and said:
“Since you’ve saved my daughter, I won’t bother with thanks. What reward would you like?”
Lis’s expression changed, and he said sincerely:
“I dare not, even without me, Princess Taya wouldn’t have been in danger, as the Golden Lion Knights had already arrived.”
“But if Your Majesty insists on rewarding me, whatever it is, it will be an acknowledgment of me, and Lis will have nothing but gratitude in his heart.”
“Is that so.” Morton looked at Lis and said:
“Well then… why don’t you pick something yourself!”