Seeing the aggrieved look on Alice's face, Duke Duke sighed and took out a house deed from his pocket: "This is what I prepared for you before. It's an empty shop. From now on, it all depends on you."
Now, the shops and fields are enough to support your life."
Alice looked at Duke Dark pitifully: "Father, do you really want me to run a shop by myself? But I don't know how to do it at all."
"Don't you have some cooking skills? You can run a tavern or dessert shop. Don't think that after being tricked by you countless times, I will still support you with a lot of gold and silver as before."
"But, father, just because of this, you started to be so harsh on me. This is really too much." Mrs. Agnes pursed her lips.
"Is this considered harsh?" Duke Dark looked at him angrily, "Your current life is already better than most people in Notland, what more do you want?"
"But, in Notland, you are the Duke of less than ten thousand people, and I am your daughter. I should live dozens of times better than I do now."
"That's true. As my daughter, you should live like a princess, or even better than a princess. However, you caused me to lose a town and two thousand gold coins. How can you have the dignity to let me live like a princess?"
To raise you like a princess?"
"Father, can it be said that to you, your useless children do not deserve your love?"
"Love?" Duke Dark turned sideways, looked at the dead trees in the distance, and said as if to himself, "I never knew what love was."
"But you are really too partial. You often send gold and silver treasures into the palace to give to your sister and her children. At the same time, you are so mean to me and Wright, and you even hesitate to kill my son to achieve your own goals. Then
Sun, if it hadn’t been for the timely help from the eldest prince, Wright would have died in your hands!"
When Alice talked about her sadness, she even felt that the eldest prince was a good person.
Duke Dark closed his eyes helplessly and angrily, trying his best to suppress his anger: "If it weren't for the eldest prince, Wright wouldn't be locked up in the dungeon! And you know, what I originally wanted to give you the opportunity to be the queen was
You don’t appreciate it yourself! I have given you enough over the years, if you still want me to give you gold coins, then you must find a way to help me get rid of the eldest prince!"
After hearing this, Agnes finally understood that in her father's heart, she was just a tool to help him do things, not a daughter. A cold-blooded father, a wicked sister, an insidious cousin, and other very scary things.
Man, alas, maybe if I had not been born into the Duck family, my life would be much happier. But now I have no choice.
Duke Dark looked at her with a somewhat impatient tone: "If you continue like this, sooner or later you will drive out the Dark family!"
"Father, I will listen to you in everything. I will run my own workshop, support myself and my servants, and will do my best to help you deal with the eldest prince."
"That's good. Also, once you do something beneficial to me, I will continue to give you gold coins."
"Yes, father."
"You have to remember that all your pain comes from the eldest prince. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't be so rejected by me, and your son wouldn't be imprisoned in the dungeon!"
Aglis lowered her head and agreed, clenching her fists, biting her lips hard, thinking, Werther, you and I are incompatible, I will definitely get rid of you, rescue Wright, and let my father look up to me.
The king noticed that Duck and his daughter were chatting, but did not
Hearing what they were talking about, he walked over quietly out of curiosity. At this time, the Duck and his daughter were silent, so he slapped Duke Duck on the back.
"Ah, Your Majesty, it turns out it's you!" Duke Duke bent down slightly and showed a bright smile, which was completely different from the angry expression just now. "I wonder if you have seen enough. It's time for us to continue walking."
The king waved his finger: "I would like to invite you into my carriage and have dessert with me."
"Dessert?" Duke Dark raised his eyebrows in shock.
"Well, because you kept mentioning magic just now, I was really angry with you, but I hope you know that my anger has subsided now." The king smiled easily.
"Your Majesty is right to be angry with me. I don't ask for your forgiveness. I just hope you feel comfortable. If you are willing, I am willing to be whipped dozens of times by you."
"No, no, no, you are the nobleman I value most, and I can't bear to beat you." The king patted Duke Dak's shoulder hard again, "Come to the carriage with me, don't refuse me, I'm from Macdonald
The Count took a box of chocolate bars and hid them under the cushions, and we chatted while eating the chocolates."
Duke Dark thought for a while and said: "Wait a minute, Your Majesty, the chocolate you are talking about is not the box wrapped in a silver iron box, is it?"
The king nodded with a smile: "Yes, that's the box."
"Eh? Your Majesty, wasn't that chocolate bought by Madonna for his youngest son? Why is it in your hands?" Duke Dark was extremely surprised.
"Ahem, well, even if he knew it was me who took it, he wouldn't do anything to me." The king said with his eyes closed in embarrassment.
Duke Dark guessed it. It was obvious that the chocolate was brought by the king without Madonna's attention, but he did not dare to say anything and had no choice but to agree.
While tasting the chocolate, the king said: "When Werther comes back with the money, we will continue to stroll around Dawn Town."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Duke Dark held the chocolate. He couldn't eat it at all when he thought that the king had stuffed it into his robe when others were not paying attention, and then secretly brought it to the carriage.
Alas, this king is really embarrassing, he couldn't help but think to himself.
At this time, the half-eaten chocolate in the king's hand fell to the ground. The king picked it up, looked at the dust on it, frowned and said: "Oh, this is a chocolate stained with blessings, why don't I give it to you to eat?"
You're welcome."
With that said, he put the dirty chocolate into Duke Dark's hand. Duke Dark looked down and thought helplessly that he might get sick after eating it.
So he pretended to be happy: "Your Majesty, I am blessed with so much chocolate, I want to save it for later."
The king nodded happily: "That's fine."
After a while, Werther came back. He knocked on the carriage door, and the king immediately opened the door.
"Oh, my lovely son, have you got the gold coins?"
"Of course I brought it, Father."
Werther took out a medium-sized cloth bag, which looked heavy. The king's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he immediately grabbed it with a smile on his face.
"Hehe, you are such a filial son."
"As my father's son, I should be filial."
Werther looked at the king respectfully, but actually he said in his heart that as a king, he had to constantly take care of his son and his noble family.
It was really embarrassing to take away the gold coins from the hands of the clan. Duke Darke looked at the king sideways, thinking exactly as Werther thought, and he also knew that in fact, the two thousand gold coins would eventually fall into the king's hands.
"Okay, Werther, let's go to your castle and watch the circus."
"But, father, we haven't finished visiting Dawn Town yet."
"I suddenly don't want to go shopping anymore. Although Dawn Town is worse than in previous years, it still doesn't look prosperous. I have no desire to go shopping. I might as well go and eat."
"Besides, father, there is no circus in Daybreak Town." Werther frowned and said with a wry smile.
"There is no circus?" The king's tone was unhappy, "Then I order you to find me a circus immediately. If it doesn't show up in half an hour, I will sell all the furniture in your castle. As for the circus
I bought some clothes on the way, you can use them as soon as possible."
"Uh, I understand, father."
The king's carriage drove towards the castle again, and Werther followed beside him, sighing helplessly. Unexpectedly, his father even bought circus clothes. He was really obsessed with the circus.
However, as far as I know, there is no circus in the neighboring town. Do you want the people in my castle to form a circus? If I don't do this, my father's temperament may really sell the things in the castle.
"Well, it seems that everyone in the castle can only go there in person."
Back at the castle, Werther hurriedly gathered everyone together and informed them of the king's order.
"Huh?" Wile's eyes widened in surprise, "But we don't know how to do circus at all!"
"Based on my understanding of my father, it doesn't matter even if I don't do well." Witte lowered his head slightly, with a serious look on his face, "As long as it's interesting."
"In that case, what are you going to let us do?"
"We can do something different this time to impress my father."
After discussing, they changed into circus clothes and came to the king. At this time, Tom and Kath were pouring juice for the people coming from the palace.
Lina flew up in the hall; Ivan walked crookedly on the ground on stilts; Wile hid the water elf in his cloak and pretended to spray water from his chest; Margery used a unique skill to
The latkes were thrown into the air and caught in various tricks; Werther dressed up as a clown and threw balls of string.
Duke Dark held back his laughter and thought, I can't stand such a nondescript circus. The king will definitely be angry at their actions. Who knows, the king is very interested and even wants to play with them.
He poked Wile's shoulder and grinned: "Lovely Wile, how did you do it? Please teach me."
Wile wrapped his cloak carefully and shook his head: "No, Your Majesty, this is my special skill and I can't tell you."
"What is that wrapped in your cloak?" The king smiled and put his finger at the corner of his mouth, "I'll just take a look."
"No, Your Majesty, you can't look at it. The eldest prince has ordered it." Wile backed away in a cold sweat.
"Oh, Werther is my son. He also has to obey my orders. I'll just take a look."
"No, Your Majesty."
The king chased Wile and ran around the hall, while the water elf hiding in the cloak kept spraying water. When he passed Duke Dark, he sprayed water in his face.
Werther helplessly stopped what he was doing and looked at their running figures.