Norton came outside the bedroom and knocked on the door gently, "Your Majesty, are you awake?"
Lu Zhengkang rubbed his head, "What time is it now?"
Norton looked back at the soul stone clock in the corridor, "It's eight thirty-one, Your Majesty, you slept more fully than usual today."
Not only is it sufficient, Lu Zhengkang usually goes to bed at twelve o'clock in the evening and gets up at six o'clock in the morning to wash up. Two more hours of sleep is really a waste of part of his life.
"Where is Tang Jin?"
"Your Majesty, at two o'clock this morning, Knight Tangjin has returned to the Holy City with the royal family of Duke Hendon."
"Well, tell them to go to the mass hall."
Lu Zhengkang simply freshened up and found that his lifespan was the same as that of the game character, but it did not mean that his hair would not grow, and even his beard became lush and lush. These things did not exist in reality, which in turn enhanced the experience.
Lu Zhengkang made a razor himself, which he kept in a small buckle on the cuff of his coat and took it out when washing to shave his hair.
It is made of pure white porcelain as the sheath, and gold and jade as the blade. When folded, it is one palm long, and when unfolded, it is two palms long. There is a green-gold glaze inscription on the sheath, "Eternal sky, one day of romance", from "Five Lanterns Huiyuan"
·Volume 2", there is a green plum painted on the back, which looks lovely.
The body of the sword is translucent gold, which is naturally an alchemical creation. A piece of crystal is calcined and smelted together with a gold nugget to form a new type of material that is hard, tough, and beautiful. The finished product is golden orange, with an amber texture on the surface and a dark color inside.
Water patterns, sparkling colors under the sun, can project golden waves on the ground.
It is really a blessing to be able to use such a razor to cleanse your face every day.
Lu Zhengkang sighed comfortably, rinsed the razor, wiped it gently with cotton cloth to avoid cutting the fabric, folded it, and gathered it into his cuffs.
Under the Pope's tiara, who had tidied up, was the dashing little man again.
At 1.8 meters tall, he stood in front of a group of believers with an average height of 2.3 meters. He looked particularly undignified. To a certain extent, he missed the gray boys of the Chika tribe very much. When he was with them, he, Lu,
Humans are also majestic giant spirits.
After going out, Norton stood up straight and led the way. The wide and deep corridors along the way were empty, and the two of them were like two ghosts floating inside Jigongwan.
Speaking of which, it is also because Lu Zhengkang has not prepared a majestic ceremony for himself, including a crown, a scepter, a chariot, servants, etc. He is wearing a gold-rimmed white cotton robe, which is very simple and elegant. The person who usually clears the way for him is basically Norton.
A long-time tool man, the only iron tool he carries is the razor in his cuff, but what is the use of that thing? Does it make him look brave and majestic when he holds it up?
Of course Lu Zhengkang himself doesn't care much about such red tape. He doesn't resist such icing on the cake, but it is far less important than using it for experiments or even drawing strips on the wall.
When such a very elegant and easy-going pope came in front of the captives of the defeated country, the scene was quite embarrassing.
The new king of Hendon and his four princesses and sisters stood shivering in the wide mass hall, looking up at the tall Majesty. Two people came out of the west corridor and saw the solemn and melancholy priest Norton.
, they thought: This should be the mysterious and powerful Pope.
Then they saw the dwarf in white robes following "Pope" Norton, with a casual look and aggressive eyes, without the humility that a servant should have.
Even a servant is so arrogant. It seems that the rules of the Holy See of Flying Spaghetti are still too lax.
Then, the short man in white robes easily sat down on the heavy black throne.
Knight Tang Jin put his hands on his chest and knelt down respectfully, "Your Majesty, your knight is back."
Lu Zhengkang gently fiddled with the hidden razor with the little finger of his right hand, with a cautious look on his face. He did not reply to Tang Jin, but just asked the five foreign guests first.
"You seem surprised to see a short man actually defeating your leader."
Meng Qu came back to his senses and hurriedly knelt down. He had become proficient in this kind of self-insulting behavior, "No, no, no, the little king is just amazed at the supreme majesty of His Majesty. It is really intimidating to us. So much so.
I lost my decency in front of the emperor for a moment, I hope your Majesty will forgive me."
Lu Zhengkang turned to look at the four women who appeared in the mass hall. They were standing at a loss.
What's going on with this sense of déjà vu?
Among the four princesses of Hendon, the eldest is nineteen, one year older than Mengqu. The remaining three are a pair of twins, thirteen years old, and the youngest is ten years old.
So, why is the sense of déjà vu getting stronger and stronger?
Lu Zhengkang was thinking about it, and Meng Qu in the audience suddenly shouted: "Your Majesty, I, Hendon, would like to send the four princesses to your side to serve them at any time and to beg for God's favor."
Lu Zhengkang covered his face and remembered the nightmare last night.
First of all, he is a man with a family, and he is a henwife reserve.
Secondly, he is an alchemist, not a copper smelter. Forget about the older one, there are three younger ones. His expertise is really not suitable for him.
Besides, even if you accept the service, it is just a shame to keep these noble women around. The eldest one is at least 1.95 meters tall. Lu Zhengkang has to raise his head to look at her. The twins are almost as tall as Lu Zhengkang.
But his face is still very immature, and he looks very unconventional. The youngest one is just a kid who doesn't understand anything.
Why, Lu Zhengkang is here to work as a nanny for Hendon?
He is also under a lot of pressure now. After all, Brother Xun Sheng's discovery is of great significance. Time travel is of great value. With his personal business ability, it is not a problem to obtain the teleportation gun technology. So, how to use the teleportation gun?
Getting a gun into his own hands is just a technical job. Lu Zhengkang has been thinking about this these days, and his mind is about to explode with so many thoughts. How can he care about these four foreign women...
etc.
There are a pair of twins here.
Will they be able to achieve some breakthrough results by using them to experiment with puppet master techniques?
Lu Zhengkang still never forgets about his work in science and technology. As the saying goes, if you never forget, there will be echoes. This echo has now turned into inspiration and rushed to his eyes.
"Okay, Norton, let's arrange a place for them."
The four princesses felt relieved. It seemed that the pope was not the arrogant madman as rumored. At least he still maintained enough respect for their noble royal blood.
The eldest one showed an angry and noble attitude, and just as she was about to say something, two skitarii walked out of the shadows on both sides of the mass hall and took them away.
"Let me go!"
"elder sister!"
"Wow……"
Meng Qu burst into tears, dripping with cold sweat, but could not suppress his ecstasy, the throne was his!
Lu Zhengkang pointed to Meng Qu who was kneeling on the ground, "Who is he?"
Tang Jin briefly summarized the identity of the sole heir of Hendon Kingdom.
"Oh, well, we will bring a thousand people to the Holy City every year. They must be healthy, evenly divided between men and women, and at most thirty years old." Lu Zhengkang knocked on the handrail and conceived an experiment, "No problem, you can go back, remember to put the flying
The flag of the Face Religion is hung on the top of the city."