Hughes of Armantia

"Look left...look right...smile at..."

Nanya supervised and taught Hughes the image he should have on the day of the ceremony.It's not that difficult, just walk a few decent steps and smile at the crowd, but it's almost like an idiot to practice for this kind of thing.

"Very well, then please appear in front of the public like this tomorrow, and there should be no problem." Nanya said.

"Laugh silly at the people of the island of seven cities..." Hughes muttered to himself with a tangled expression on his face.

"How can this be a smirk?" Nannia said, "As a king, you should have the bearing and posture of a king, and being kind and friendly to the people is also a must."

"Always feel so stupid."

After Hughes left a word, he turned around and looked like he wanted to leave.

"Please wait a moment, Your Majesty!" Nanya said suddenly blocking Hughes' way.

"Why? Haven't all the exercises that should be done been done?"

"It's true that there are no exercises." Nanya said with a smirk on her face: "But there are still many things that must be dealt with as a king, and there are still many documents from all over the world that His Majesty needs to review."

"Huh? Didn't those things say that you can wait until after I inherit?" Hughes said in disbelief.

"It was supposed to be like this..." Nanya said, "but surprisingly, there are a lot of recent documents. After all, the new king has ascended the throne, and the blessings from the people have to be responded to more or less. If we wait until after the throne , I am afraid that the documents will pile up into a hill. Does your Majesty really think of the time to make up the hill of documents accumulated in the past three days?"

"..."

Of course I don’t want to be asked to watch a group of things that I haven’t even seen before, but I don’t want to make up all of them later.Anyway, if you die sooner or later, you have to die, why is death different!

"I know!" Hughes said, "Anyway, I'll go and see it!"

Hughes said as he walked towards the study.

The desk at the beginning was empty, with nothing but pens and inks for handling things, but Nanya brought almost as many documents as a trolley when she entered the door.

"Is this all for me to see?" Hughes asked as if his mind was about to spin.

"Yes." Nanya said with a smile, "In addition to this car, there are many other people's greeting cards that need to be seen by His Majesty the King, but we, the servants, will help you deal with them, so there is no need to bother His Majesty the King." .”

"It seems that being a courtier is quite tiring..." Hughes took a deep breath and said, "Come on! But, I don't know how to do it."

"It's actually not difficult." Nanya said: "The documents uploaded from various places have explained the big and small things that happened in the local area and how to deal with them. If you think it is meaningless, just reject it. If you think you can do this, just sign your name, which means you have agreed. If you have a better opinion, you can also write it directly, and let the people below follow suit."

"That is to say, at least I have to sign this load of documents with so many names..."

"If all the processing methods are passed..." Nanya kept saying something that she didn't know what it was.

I always feel that my brain starts to hurt when I see the documents of this car. It is said that so many things can really happen in a country in two or three days!Why have I never seen so many questions broadcast in the news tower?

But no matter what, what needs to be dealt with must be dealt with after all, and now I can only bite the bullet.I really should admire Shuniva, he has to deal with so many things every day, and at the same time he has to do the work of the chief priest, no wonder he feels tired.

"Shuniwa..."

When I think of that name, my heart is always sour. It should be the only light in my heart, but why I suddenly want to become so dark, it seems to be betrayed by the most precious thing.In fact, he has never belonged to himself, so how can he be said to be a betrayal?But it is really unacceptable to send others to Hughes with his own hands.

After just a few stacks, Hughes felt that his fingers were swollen as if they were about to disappear. He only had one pair of hands, and the only one who could write was the right hand. Even if he could write with the left hand, how much could he handle for himself?At this time, if I can grow a few more hands, I really wish for it!However, Nanya also said that things like that kind of greeting card can be handled by Hughes, and other things must be solved by himself...

By the way, this Nanya has changed too fast!When we met for the first time, he still looked like a sycophant. It's only been a few days!All of a sudden, he seemed to be called Hughes' half-teacher, and Hughes didn't know more or less things without asking him.Even the things in life help him deal with every detail, it's like a housekeeper and a nanny.Thinking about it now, maybe that disgusting face at that time was a sign of intimacy, because after coming here, almost everyone dared not talk too much, and only he would point out in front of him. Pointing out.