Chapter 750 The Princess’ Willfulness
The symbol of Lockark, the shore of the large lake that never dries up, is a fine and flat beach.
This place was once paved with sharp gravel.
It was the ancestors of Loklak who picked up the stones and the fine yellow sand one by one. After several generations of hard work, they finally transformed this gravel-filled lakeshore into a world-famous resort.
The stage for the "Third Princess's Favorite" competition is set up here.
Thousands of citizens and tourists also gathered here, waiting for the arrival of today’s protagonist, the third princess of the kingdom.
Gordon and the others were also crowded in the crowd.
Hayata stood on tiptoes and looked around, "There are so many people, and the sight is not very good. I feel like it's hard to see the princess clearly when she steps on the stage."
With a height of over 180 centimeters, she is already quite tall among ordinary people, but in a crowd, or a sea of people, this height advantage still seems not obvious.
“Sit on my shoulder?” Gordon suggested with a smile.
Hayata glared at Gordon, "No!"
Even though she was wearing a desert gauze dress, she didn’t need to worry about revealing anything, but she wasn’t a child of several years old, so it would be too shameful for her to sit on her shoulders!
The corners of Anxier's eyes trembled.
In the past, he hated Gordon for not being more proactive, but now, he just hopes that Gordon can restrain himself a little. This is a public place.
“Oh oh oh! It’s coming, it’s coming!”
“Kababa!”
A little further away, Maka yelled. Anhil looked sideways and found Maka standing on Ted's shoulders, holding an arbor with her hands and looking into the distance, and dancing with a hand on her head. The little Qimian clan.
The two people plus a strange-faced tribe were stacked up to a height of more than four meters. The surrounding citizens and tourists looked as if they had seen a ghost, thinking that they were performing acrobatics.
Anhil silently withdrew his gaze and decided to pretend that he didn't recognize those people.
The surroundings gradually became noisy.
An **** team composed of more than a dozen members of the fortress guerrillas was responsible for opening the way and slowly moving away the crowd.
In the center of the crowd, the third princess, dressed in gorgeous clothes that conformed to social expectations, walked with her delicate chin high.
She hates "human-powered transportation" such as chariots, and she doesn't like riding horses. Riding a dog is obviously not right. A golden lion is almost enough. There is absolutely no way that the managers of Lockak will allow that kind of thing to enter the city. .
Just walk!
Gordon suddenly remembered a question that might be important, "By the way, where is the second prince? I haven't seen him for a long time."
Anhil was silent for two seconds, "The fishing fleet has been out for a long time. He may still be fishing for sand fish on the sandy sea."
".Fine."
"Haha! Look behind the princess, hehehe!" Hayata, who was looking around on tiptoes, suddenly shouted with a smile.
Gordon, who stood out among the crowd, turned his head to look, and suddenly became speechless and covered his face.
What is that guy doing?
The third princess was followed closely by two guards, dressed in black armor and full of posture.
Among them, the one with the Velociraptor Armor goes without saying, Miss Prima. She has been protecting the safety of the royal family for many years, and she exudes a professional temperament from head to toe.
but another.
It was also a set of jet-black heavy armor. Perhaps because she felt that the dog-ear headdress was not "majestic" enough, and she didn't know who she was with, she probably borrowed a Velociraptor mask from Prima and covered her head to hide her face.
In the eyes of citizens and tourists who don't know the truth, these two black-armored guards are still very bluffing.
The hunters in the crowd were even more nervous. After all, the "elements" of Velociraptor armor, black armor, and official personnel were superimposed, and it was easy for them to think of a team with a notorious reputation.
But in the eyes of Gordon and others who were familiar with her, it was a completely different scene.
Looking left and right, it looks like you are alert to all possible dangers, but in fact you are looking around excitedly.
Under the stern visor, the guy was probably already smiling.
Under the cheers and gazes of everyone, the third princess and her entourage stepped onto the specially built stage.
Just when everyone thought the competition was about to officially start, the third princess, who looked around, suddenly put her hands on her hips and said, "No way! The stage is not high enough!
Where I want to go! Change the conference to be held there! "
The third princess pointed to the huge stone building in the distance that was half built on the shore and half in the lake - the Lockark Colosseum.
The scene fell into silence for a while.
Due to various reasons such as personality, appearance, and voice, Sesna (Chapter 237, Chapter 240), a member of the fortress guerrillas who served as the host, looked stiff. Is Her Royal Highness too obsessed with one thing at a time?
The third princess raised her chin, and her voice was so high-pitched that even the audience far away could hear her clearly, "The audience from a distance can neither see clearly my body nor the ingredients. In this way, my guests It’s so rude!”
The crowd, which was a little confused at first, especially those on the margins, burst into cheers.
The officials of Lockark were hesitating, but President Mustache had already jumped on the stage, waving his arms and loudly arranging the transfer of the venue.
The sudden changes caused some confusion among the spectators on the beach, but under the guidance of the efforts of the fortress guerrillas and the tourism association Elu, the crowd finally began to move towards the distant Lockark Arena in an orderly manner.
Gordon, who followed the movement of the crowd, glanced at Her Royal Highness the Queen who was walking in the front, "It's a blessing that Elder Brother Hui agreed immediately."
Following closely behind Gordon, taking advantage of the former's size advantage to avoid the crowds, Ancil shrugged, "Why don't you agree? I probably didn't choose to hold it in a large arena at first because I didn't expect there would be so many people.
Now the princess is happy, the audience is happy, and the event has become more popular. Although moving the venue is a bit troublesome, do you think everyone minds? "
Gordon looked around and found that most of the tourists around him not only did not feel that they were being tortured, but were actually very excited.
The Colosseum in Lockark is not often open, so I managed to catch up with the help of the princess.
There are also those who shout "Long live the third princess"
Arranging collective actions for thousands of people was not an easy task, and it took almost two hours to allow most of the audience to enter.
The benefits of changing the competition venue were quickly apparent. In the large bowl-shaped arena, not only did the audience's line of sight become clearer and wider, but many citizens who had not planned to join in the fun were also attracted.
In the end, the arena was really packed.
The three Gordons, Ted and the others were inexplicably reunited. There were two giant men over two meters tall, one on the left and one on the right. Several other people sat between them, thus "occupying" a large section of the seats.
Mainly because the spectators nearby gave up their seats enthusiastically, no one in the two seats next to Gordon Tedder dared to sit over.
An ornate high-backed chair was placed in the center of the Colosseum.
Amidst the cheers, the third princess, with her chin held high as always, sat down proudly.
Obviously he was sitting at the lowest position in the arena, but he seemed to be looking down at everyone.
Some spectators with special hobbies suddenly let out bursts of excited screams.
Feng Ying, who was standing behind her as a background, wanted to give this arrogant guy a naked choke on the spot, but for the sake of the reward for the **** and the prize money from the competition, she endured it.
The host Cessna came over, with a slightly uneasy smile on her face.
She asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, do you think it's time to start?"
“Start ja!”
(End of this chapter)