Old Thor did not stay on Mager Planet for long. The reason why he came here was to understand the Chain of Laws. For him, this planet was completely unfamiliar and he didn't know many people.
Pompeii has many old friends.
You can brag when you return to Pompeii, especially in front of your son.
So Old Sol immediately turned into a gust of wind and flew to the nearby Magic City, and passed through the teleportation point of the Magic City and returned to Pompeii after several twists and turns.
There are several teleportation points in Pompeii. Old Sol returned to Pompeii this time through a public teleportation point, which is located in the west of the city.
Because the Magic City of Pompeii is not yet famous in the wizarding country, the flow of people in the Magic City is a bit sparse. Old Sol looked at the empty teleportation point and then walked out.
"The sunshine is so beautiful." Old Sol raised his head and looked at the bright sunshine, feeling very happy. After becoming a legend, Old Sol seemed to be blooming like an old tree. His mood was particularly good, and he seemed to be much younger.
After admiring the sunshine for a while, Old Sol turned into a strong wind and rushed towards the New Pompeii Castle. After arriving at the castle, Old Sol fell in front of the main gate of the castle.
Entering into the lobby, Old Sol planned to visit his wife, Mrs. Sophie.
It has been many years since I left home this time, and no news has come back. Old Sol felt a little sorry for his wife. When he saw her, he would ask where his silly son was and go there to show off.
I'm a legend now!
Of course, as a lord, Old Sol is still very graceful. There is a group of knights guarding outside the hall, and Old Sol intends to nod to this group of knights to show his closeness to the people.
Unexpectedly, when the knights saw Old Sol, they all knelt down on one knee and said in unison: "Your Majesty the King!!!"
"Country...King...King??!" Old Sol was stunned and stammered when he spoke.
As a man who is daring and brave, he is an invincible man whether on the battlefield or against women. Old Sol has never stuttered, but now he stutters for the first time in his life.
Is there any mistake?
I actually became a king?!
What exactly is going on????
Could it be that I haven't been back for so many years, and Sophie felt resentful in her heart, so she gave the order to make this joke?
"Why do you call me king?" Old Sol had all kinds of guesses in his mind, but he had no conclusion, so he grabbed a knight's shoulders with both hands and stared at the knight and asked.
There was a group of knights present, but I was caught.
The knight was complaining in his heart, but he also felt honored. The person in front of him was the founder of the Pompeii Dynasty, Saul I.
Not to mention his old man putting his hands on my shoulders, even if he asked me to lower my head and kiss his shoes, that would be an honor.
Not just any cat or dog can kiss the shoes of a king.
The knight calmed down for a moment, and then replied: "To return to His Majesty the King, five days ago, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Count White Eagle, drove the Magic City of Pompeii, attacked the Northern City, Cambridge City, and the Royal Capital, and announced the establishment of the Pompeii Dynasty.
You are the king of Pompeii."
The knight told Old Sol what happened in detail.
It stands to reason that Luther's current title is Crown Prince and Duke of Edinburgh. However, as a knight of the White Eagle Territory, many knights do not agree with the title Duke of Edinburgh. They all believe that Luther should be called His Royal Highness, Earl of White Eagle.
Old Thor listened with a blank expression, then patted the knight on the shoulder, asked the knights to get up, entered the hall in a daze, and sat down on the sofa in the living room on the second floor.
Along the way, many people saluted Old Sol and called him "Your Majesty the King."
Old Sol waved his hand feebly to indicate that I heard him.
Let me calm down!
Old Sol sat down on the sofa, and his mind remained blank for a short time. After a while, it gained color and started to think.
Old Sol, who had recovered his thinking ability, suddenly felt a strong sense of frustration coming over him.
I just became a fucking legend, legend.
Not a knight with a title, but a legend.
Even in the Drake Pompeii family, apart from Master Shan Ya, there has never been another legend in thousands of years.
Not to mention the Prussian Pompeii Knights family.
Starting from the first generation of Pompeii Knights, the Pompeii Knights family were all low-level knights. For example, I, Thor Pompeii, used to be a high-level knight and was already the strongest among the Pompeii Knights of all generations.
Golden Lion Thor!
His reputation spreads far and wide, and he is a strong man known far and wide.
The Great Knight is already very awesome.
It feels like you can brag about your title as a knight for the rest of your life.
Not to mention legendary.
When I, old Sol, die in the future and enter the cemetery, the cemetery will be the most luxurious, and my descendants will hold the most solemn funeral for me.
Future generations of Pompeii descendants will remember me, the second legend of the Pompeii family, the great Saul, the ancestor of Pompeii.
Being able to become a legend, Old Sol was very excited and held his breath. He wanted to compete in front of his son, but now he is fine.
There's no point in being a legend.
My son, that bastard, actually defeated the king, the Grand Duke of the North, and the Marquis of Cambridge, elevated the Pompeii family to a royal family, made him the king of Pompeii, and established the Pompeii dynasty.
They were the king, the Grand Duke of the North, and the Marquis of Cambridge. There were eight legends in total. When the New Party was in rebellion, more than a dozen legends fought in the royal capital, but they failed to really damage the foundation of the kingdom.
And he, the old Sol, is a new legend.
In comparison, the other party is much more awesome. Now, things that old Sol couldn't do even with all his strength were actually accomplished by his son.
Killed eight legends of the Prussian dynasty in one go and captured the royal capital.
What's even weirder is that this son is now estimated to be a Grand Knight, or a titled Knight.
"It's hopeless, it's hopeless. I'm destined to be a weak father in this life, and I will always live in the shadow of my son. I feel aggrieved."
Old Sol lamented, and after lamenting, his face looked decadent.
I feel like my body has been hollowed out and I don't have any strength left.
Anyway, I have already become a legend. No matter how hard I try, I will never become a high-level legend with a lifespan of a thousand years. I probably won’t be able to become the strongest in this life.
The Pompeii family probably doesn't need any more help from me. My son is so outstanding that he can do the work of a hundred people by himself.
Should I start the life of a romantic king? Find more mistresses, give birth to more illegitimate children, illegitimate daughters, and ruin my son's family property?
But it's very decadent and helpless.
My son has a planet's fortune. Even if I find 10,000 mistresses and give birth to tens of thousands of illegitimate children and illegitimate daughters, I probably won't lose all my son's fortune.