Shiloh was uneasy and glanced around, and happened to catch Hammond's slightly smiling glance. He couldn't help but hurriedly retracted his gaze, looking at his nose and heart, not daring to look any further.
Fortunately, this dilemma did not last long, and the waiter heard a loud voice: "Your Majesty has arrived——"
The slightly lively banquet hall immediately fell silent. The nobles put down their drinks and fell to their knees. The princes came out in large numbers, led by the eldest prince, who knelt down on one knee.
Shiloh followed closely behind the eldest prince, secretly raised his eyes and saw Rody leading the way, walking towards them.
Behind him are the second prince Lewis and the fourth princess of the desert empire, Fatima.
"Greetings to Your Majesty!"
Rody walked up to the eldest prince and pulled him up.
"The star of this party is you, Hammond, no need to be polite."
He pulled the eldest prince, glanced at the various nobles, and said in a majestic tone: "No need to be polite, my prince is finally back today. I am happy, so please get up!"
Everyone thanked him immediately and slowly stood up and stepped aside.
Rody held Hammond's hand and said with a smile: "Come on, stand on my right side today and let my father take a good look."
The eldest prince nodded in agreement, helped Rody sit down, and stood on his right side with his chest raised. The second prince also walked up at this time and stood silently on Rody's left side.
With a smile on his face, Rody ordered someone to bring a stool, and after asking Fatima, the fourth princess of the Desert Empire, to take a seat, he looked at everyone.
"Today is of great significance. Not only does my eldest prince return to the court, but our old friend, the special envoy of the Desert Empire, also came to the royal capital. It can be said to be even more joyful."
"Today we only talk about the situation, not state affairs. Let's eat and drink as much as we can to congratulate the eldest prince and congratulate Princess Fatima."
"Congratulations to the eldest prince, congratulations to Princess Fatima, and congratulations to Your Majesty!"
The nobles congratulated in unison, then melodious classical music sounded, the waiters served a variety of exquisite dishes, and the luxurious banquet finally began at this moment.
The protagonists of this banquet were the eldest prince and Princess Fatima. The nobles stepped forward one by one to salute and toast, praising the valor of the eldest prince and the beauty of Princess Fatima.
Shiloh was happy to be at ease. He sneaked up to Connor and asked in a low voice: "Connor, what happened after I left? Why do I feel that the old marshal's attitude towards me is different?"
Connor's eyes were complicated and he said secretly: "Your Highness, grandpa values you very much!"
Shiloh didn't quite understand the meaning of Connor's words. She thought that she was a weak prince. What did he value?
Reveal a little bit of news.
Shiloh was still surprised when he saw a nobleman approaching with a smile.
"Your Highness Hilo, Lord Earl, the eldest prince invites you to get together after the banquet."
Shiloh was stunned and looked at the eldest prince with his mouth slightly open. He saw that the eldest prince was at ease at this time and was talking loudly with a large group of nobles around him.
As if sensing Herod's gaze, the eldest prince looked at him and raised his wine glass in a distant salute.
Shiloh couldn't refuse and said to the nobleman: "Okay, you tell the elder brother that I will go to the appointment on time."
The nobleman smiled slightly, turned and left.
Although he knew that it was not a good thing for the eldest prince to seek him out, Shiloh still had to accept the invitation. He felt secretly unhappy. At this moment, Victor came over with a wine glass.
"Your Highness Hilo, is the water and wine prepared not to your liking? I see that you have been frowning, but you have doubts?"
Seeing Victor taking the initiative to talk to him, Shiloh finally couldn't bear it any longer. He hurriedly pulled Victor and asked, "Mr. Victor, Mr. General, what on earth did the old marshal do? He reminded me to be careful in the morning, and now he's putting me on the spot.
Roasting on the fire, this is too...too..."
Victor looked surprised and asked in surprise: "Your Highness, are you worried about such trivial matters?"
Shiloh rolled his eyes and said: "How can this be a small matter? My Lord General, I don't know how many people are staring at me as a rookie now. If I make a mistake by mistake, I will be in trouble!"
Victor stared at Shiloh, just shaking his head slightly and laughing.
Shiloh was anxious and grabbed Victor.
"General Victor, if you are laughing like this, I won't let you go!"
"Anyway, my reputation has always been bad, and I'm not worried about getting more stigma. If you don't tell me the truth, I'll just...I'll do whatever I want in the name of Connor!"
Victor laughed loudly and said: "Your Highness, even if you change back to your previous drunken and dreamy appearance, can you still get out of this situation?"
"Even if you want to get out, do you think others will let you get away so easily?"
Shiloh was speechless and his face turned red from holding back.
After what the old marshal did, he was completely involved in the fight between the two princes.
"Your Highness, you don't need to worry. From now on, just go ahead and do it boldly. My father said that the Cavendish family will give you the greatest support."
Hearing this, Shiloh's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked: "The biggest support? Do you want to support me?"
Victor smiled and shook his head.
"Is it possible that...you are using me as a knife?"
Victor smiled again and shook his head.
Shiloh was almost going crazy. This Victor had a completely different temperament from his father McMahon, which could make people anxious to death.
Seeing that Shiloh's patience had been exhausted, Victor finally said: "Your Highness, the Cavendish family is in charge of the military and cannot openly support any prince."
"However, if it is private assistance and favoritism, it is still easy."
"After my father talked with His Highness in the morning, he felt that His Highness... has extraordinary talents and will become a great person in the future... Well, so I want to help His Highness."
Shiloh rolled his eyes again. Extraordinary talent has nothing to do with him, right?
However, when he heard that the Cavendish family was willing to help him, he couldn't help but cheer up and asked in a low voice: "How can I help?"
Victor smiled and held out a finger.
Shiloh was stunned and asked tentatively: "Does this mean you are sponsoring me 100,000 gold coins?"
Victor shook his head and smiled: "One million gold coins..."
Shiloh immediately took a breath, her eyes full of shock.
One million gold coins, so much money, is five times the profit of Hannah Chamber of Commerce from the back-and-forth trade!
He was about to nod immediately in agreement, but saw Victor extend another finger, and then said: "There is also an elite mixed private army."
Then he stretched out a finger: "500 skilled craftsmen and 500 farmers with rich planting experience will move to the Gulf Stream Island Chain to help His Highness develop desert islands and build Stormwind City."
"A team of 20 magicians, mastering powerful amplification magic and attack magic."
"And... the friendship of the Cavendish family."
"These five items are the assistance that the Cavendish family can give to His Highness."
Victor stretched out five fingers and smiled at Shiloh, who was already dizzy from being hit by this huge pie.