Initiating a Plant Revolution in the Otherworld

Chapter 180 Really Well-Intentioned (~Ask for a ticket~)

The evening sun hangs in the sky.

After Ron settled down in the nunnery and put the puppet into the [backpack], the main body got into the carriage and, accompanied by Sylvie, went to the palace in the center of the imperial city.

"Oh~ I can finally ride in the carriage by myself..." On the carriage, Ron leaned comfortably on the carriage with a satisfied expression on his face.

Sylvie looked at him with a chuckle, seeing Ron's handsome and gentle face that had not changed significantly, and his eyes that looked completely different from those in Chaos City, feeling a little emotional in her heart.

Ron was still the same in his demeanor and speech style, but in some respects, it was indeed changing rapidly.

"Has Sylvie met my father before?" Ron asked suddenly, leaning on the window with his right hand, looking at the snowy scene outside under the setting sun.

"Yes." Sylvie said after being stunned for a moment, "I have seen it many times from afar, mostly at grand ceremonies. If we had a close encounter, it should only be once. His Majesty personally went to the Goddess of Harvest Church to meet the archbishop. I Just by the side."

"Then what kind of person do you think he is?" Ron asked curiously.

Speaking of which, it was the first time for him, a time traveler, to meet Andre III in the court.

And in the memory of the original owner, Andre III has always had an impression of being unsmiling, serious, and indifferent.

And even though the original owner had been living in the court since he was a child, there were only a handful of opportunities to meet Andre III.

It has to be said that although this half-blooded prince was born with no worries about food and clothing, he was still relatively miserable in terms of building up his spiritual world.

Maybe it was because he was usually too depressed in the court, so when he left the imperial city, he felt relieved and was overjoyed before being crossed by him.

"Your Majesty, he... is what an emperor should look like..." Sylvie thought about it, "He looks very majestic, and he speaks with a serious yet gentle tone. I can't say for sure what kind of person he is. .”

Isn't it just a big carrot.

Ron curled his lips and complained in his heart.

His father's women are much more scandalous than his these days, and no one dares to tease Andre III with this.

There were a lot fewer pedestrians in the evening, and the carriage arrived outside the palace half an hour later.

The entire palace is actually equivalent to the inner city of the imperial city, surrounded by a two-person-high wall, which occupies about one-fifth of the entire imperial city.

After being inspected by the guards at the door, the carriage was led by the cavalry in front, and headed towards the side hall.

The buildings in the palace still maintain a similar style to the outside, but the details are more carefully crafted, not as rough as the outside world.

The [-]-meter-high Star Observation Tower is very eye-catching in the sunset, like a giant finger pointing directly at the sky.

Of course, Ron prefers to use another thing as a metaphor.

Because that will be more powerful, and the phrase "fuck God" is very vividly expressed.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the side hall, and attendants in the hall immediately stepped forward to greet him.

After entering the door, there were two young and beautiful maids leading the way.

Ron and Sylvie followed, looking around as they walked.

Seeing Ron's curious expression, Sylvie couldn't help asking: "Your Highness Ron, haven't you been to this place?"

"I've been here before." Ron shrugged his shoulders. "In the 18 years since I was a child, I have only been here eighteen times."

"This……"

"At the Winter Food Festival at the end of each year, a dinner will be held here, and high-ranking officials, nobles and celebrities, as well as wealthy businessmen from all walks of life will be invited to participate."

"At this time, I can sneak in, eat and drink in the corner, and then watch others dance in the hall."

"Usually, you can't enter this place. Only those with father's personal permission can eat here alone with him."

Sylvie nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "Did anyone invite His Highness to dance?"

"Look at my face, does it look like no one has come to invite you?" Ron turned to look at her and asked seriously.

"Then why does His Highness just watch others dance?"

"...well because no one really invited me."

"..."

"Actually, many beautiful girls wanted to invite me, but they were all stopped by their parents. After all, they are destined to be powerless and powerless. They are not worth trying to win over. They are even afraid that their daughters will get involved with me. Bar."

Ron said flatly.

It's plain because it's not his experience, otherwise he wouldn't be able to say it so casually.

"Sister Sylvie, please come here for dinner." A maid leaned over at the fork in the corridor and said, leading Sylvie to the other side.

Ron continued to walk forward and entered the dining hall.

There is a long table in the center of the hall, enough for more than 20 people to eat at the same time.

Andre III with a serious expression was sitting at the head of the seat, and there was a big pot in front of him, white steam was bubbling from the bubbling bubbles, and all kinds of uncooked ingredients were placed beside him.

Ron knew what it was at a glance.

Unexpectedly, in order to show his favor to him, his father specially prepared hot pot.

The purpose of sending Sylvie away is also so that the two of them can better guide and control the atmosphere alone, right?

Really hardworking.

Under the guidance of the maid, Ron stepped into the threshold, and at the end of the long table, he bowed to Andre III from a distance: "Father."

Andre III looked up at him and nodded: "The water has boiled, come and sit down."

The maid led him to the first seat to the left of Andrew III and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, Ron saw dishes with seasonings, clean plates, and a pair of chopsticks on the table.

So his eyes fell in front of Andre III, and found that the other party also had a pair of chopsticks there.

All I can say is... really well-intentioned.

The two exchanged a few simple greetings, and Andre III stopped being polite, and directly picked up various dishes and threw them into the hot pot.

Although the way he holds the chopsticks is quite twisted, relying on the strength of the legendary class, he still steadily added all the dishes into the hot pot.

The maids all retreated, leaving only the two of them here.

If it wasn't for the empty long table that made people play, otherwise Ron really thought that this was a wanderer who had been away for many years and returned to his hometown, and he was having a hot pot with his old father at home.

The two ate food quietly, and Andre III personally put the cooked fat beef on his plate.

During the period, Andre III expressed condolences, with a gentle tone, contrary to the impression in the memory of Ron's original owner.

Ron couldn't take it anymore, his eyes fell on the dining table under the hot pot, and he changed the subject and asked, "Father, how is this hot pot heated? There doesn't seem to be a stove underneath?"

"Hehe." Andre III lightly tapped the case outside the hot pot, which has red fine patterns on it, "This is a heating magic circle inscribed with fire elemental stone powder, no stove is needed."

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