The garden behind Noel's collection room was shaded by vines, and dappled sunlight sparsely fell on the soft chairs, dotting Noel's body, making him look like a half-dragon shedding his scales.
At this time, the shed half-dragon was hugging a maid, enjoying a wonderful time together.
Noel's layout nine years ago was successfully completed. Trade routes spread to all continents, and knowledge and treasures rolled in with the sea like flowing water.
Through trade, Mela's prosperity gradually became known to outsiders. In addition, essay contests based on poems and articles, painting contests gathering artists from all walks of life, and costume design-themed contests were successfully held every four years.
, the response has been extraordinary, and Noel's goal of making Sligo the center of Mela's influence has been initially achieved.
What he needs to do now is to improve the competition rules and shipping regulations to ensure that it can withstand the test of time and bring more convenience to the people of Sligo and Mella.
There are still a large number of people who insist that everything is secretly controlled by the Quiet One, but every visitor who has the opportunity to step into Sligo's palaces, which have been renovated and become more magnificent in the past ten years, will be convinced after seeing Noel.
He sneered at the disturbances from the outside world, and at the same time, like Noel, did not bother to explain more.
Even the Silent Ones who were the first to choose to believe in Noel could not believe that in just over ten years, Sligo had transformed from a mediocre country to the gateway to the outside world of Mera, wielding the influence of an unprecedentedly powerful culture and becoming the leader of countless people.
A place where novel ideas explode.
Thinking back to the dead Divek and the likes of Ravenis who were under house arrest and left to die, it is self-evident that a leader whose mind is always online is of great importance to the empire.
Therefore, after experiencing shock, surprise, and helplessness regarding Noel's absurdity in desire, this generation of Silent People also reached the final stage of all Silent People with relief - let him go, anyway, the queen and princess are both
Didn't say anything.
Most importantly, doctors have always emphasized that His Majesty is in good health.
However, not everyone can accept this absurdity calmly.
From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure suddenly shaking not far away, and Noel's heated brain was still a little confused.
"Father, please respect yourself."
Pour a basin of cold water from head to toe.
Noel's neck seemed to be welded shut, twisting stiffly little by little.
In fact, he realized it when he heard the word "Father", but his body refused to give up and asked him to confirm it again.
Maeve had a straight face and looked seriously at her father who was enjoying the afternoon pleasure. Her expression was a bit disgusting, a bit helpless, and a bit shy.
The maid was horrified and quickly adjusted her clothes, stepping aside like a frightened kitten.
"Ah...yesterday you said you would have to wait two more days before coming back."
Noel stuttered a bit. He who could "show off his skills" calmly in front of everyone had his first weakness after Maeve was born, and this weakness was not easy to overcome.
Maeve still had a straight face and couldn't help scolding: "You are promiscuous in the daytime. Father, please at least maintain your dignity and dignity as the King of Sligo. This is... too dissolute."
Of course Maeve knew that he had been so dissolute and frivolous in the past, and this had never changed, but when these words came from her mouth, Noel didn't know how to excuse herself...
Quibble, seems a little inappropriate?
Continue confidently...this will only teach bad children.
In a dilemma, Noel had to cough awkwardly and forcefully change the subject: "Ah ha, Maeve, you actually came back early. This is really strange."
"Why don't the Quiet One stop it for me!" he shouted in his heart.
"Humph." Maeve didn't buy it.
When she was a child, she knew that her father was a somewhat "special" emperor. After going to Chenxi to study, she realized how special her respected father really was.
Even though Uncle Lu Yu repeatedly taught us to dialectically see both sides of his father, looking at Lu Yu's daily behavior, the two sides are compared...
Even though he was such a ridiculous father,...she couldn't say he was annoying.
Being held in Noel's arms, Maeve did not struggle. Faced with the continuous flattering words, she curled her lips and handed over the painting in her hand.
"I drew it for you."
After just one glance, Noel blurted out: "That kid Lu Lu draws really well..."
After her lie was exposed, Maeve's teeth chattered and she stared at Noel.
"Okay, okay, Maeve painted it. Little Maeve painted it really well!"
Seeing Maeve just saying "go see mother" and running away, Noel quickly grabbed her.
"What stage has the floating city of Dawn Leader reached?"
"Father wants to know why you don't just ask Uncle Lu Yu?"
Maeve was curious. In her impression, the two of them were good friends who knew everything.
After hesitating for a while, he let go of his hand, and when Maeve left, he lay back on the chair sadly.
"Come to Chenxi to play when you have time."
Lu Yu said this to him not long ago.
It's not a special holiday, and there's nothing to celebrate. This sentence he dropped in a casual chat made him smell something...
"Your Majesty, this is the data collected by Sligo scholars after six years of observation and statistics. Please browse."
"What's it about?" Noel took the scroll from the Quiet One's hand.
"Investigation report on magic tide infiltration and life span and physical fitness of various races"
Noel was stunned. He flipped through a whole stack of scrolls and asked, "What is the conclusion?"