The Third Prince sat on the ground, looking indifferently at the white light in front of him. He was wearing a black robe and a hood, his crimson eyes staring at the dark light.
The slime kept muttering.
He remained silent, as if listening carefully, but also as if he hadn't heard anything.
"Even if our underground city has been neglected all along, Lady Xiaoxiao is still a legitimate steward official! She was chosen by the king and you together!"
"Even the royal court meeting, Lady Xiaoxiao has the right to attend!"
The people from the Alliance Department are really outrageous!
"Outrageous!"
Astro lowered his eyelids, as if in contemplation.
A few days ago, on the night of the magical team parade, amidst the noisy crowd, there was a girl who ran towards him disregarding everything.
All other sounds became background noise.
Only her breath, the true existence.
He slowly raised his gaze, a hint of hostility flashing in his crimson eyes.
"Prepare the carriage."
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It was 11 o'clock in the late night.
Yü Xiao sat on the sofa in the waiting room, staring at the cold tea in front of her.
The outside was desolate, occasionally there were hurried footsteps, but no one had ever pushed open the door to this waiting room.
She felt as if she had been permanently forgotten.
The guards had been changed, but Jason chose to stay. Because he always felt that tonight was destined to be restless.
The man looked at the tall building behind him, even though many windows were still lit, he knew in his heart that most of the staff members had safely returned home.
The League Department closed at six o'clock every day, and even for important matters, overtime wouldn't exceed nine o'clock.
On the vast and quiet street, there was the sound of horse hooves running.
A black open-top car stopped outside.
Slime lay on the horse's back, clutching its mane, looking miserable.
"Woo woo, I want to vomit-"
A figure sat in the car.
Jason's expression changed slightly, he took two steps forward. The other guards also stood at full attention, watching this late-night visitor.
He got out of the car, and Slime also swayed and rolled to the ground.
It took a few steps, making a retching motion.
Enduring the discomfort, Slime came to the entrance and said, "The Third Prince is here, why haven't you opened the door!"
The Third Prince!
The guards on duty this time all showed shocked expressions, only Jason remained calm, he opened the door and looked at the man who was approaching.
This was still the first time to be so close to him...
But, it was strange.
As the man approached, a sense of oppression hit him, and he had to lower his head and step back two paces.
The other guards only dared to steal glances.
They respectfully made way for the Third Prince, led by Jason to the waiting room.
Walking on the spotlessly clean floor, Jason hesitantly said, "It's so late, the top officials have already gone home..."
"As for Ms. Stewardess, the secretary may have forgotten about her."
"Prince Lord, are you here this time--"
"Summon the stewards," the Third Prince interrupted him, "I remember there are probably more than thirty senior officials at the League Department, gather them all before midnight."
"Now?"
"Yes."
Jason was stunned for a moment, it was almost eleven-thirty now, and he had to call all the senior officials for a meeting?
Originally, he thought that the prince was here to take Ms. Stewardess home.
Now, it seemed not to be the case.
Jason immediately called the minister.
The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, his voice slightly gloomy, "Prince Lord?"
"Yes, he's in the waiting room."
The minister of the League Department pinched the bridge of his nose, and said in a stern tone, "Find Elise, issue the emergency meeting order, gather all the senior officials."
"-Quickly!" The man raised his voice.
Jason quickly acquiesced.
The Third Prince of the Kalya Empire, who usually resides in the underground city, never shows himself except for the important royal banquets every year.
Many people have gotten used to forgetting about him.
Perhaps in everyone's eyes, the dark and lightless place perfectly suited him.
For so many years, Prince Lord had never been involved in any political affairs.
But everyone is clear, no matter how impure his bloodline is, he is still the third prince of the Kalier Empire.
The king's favor towards him is evident to everyone. Even the minister of the Alliance Department can only mutter curses behind his back, but cannot refuse his orders.
The Alliance Department of the empire has never been so lively.
Executives from various regions rushed here, and for the first time, they entered this tall building after midnight.
Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the man sitting next to her in astonishment.
He actually...
Just came out like this?
Without wearing a clown mask, or wrapping his tail in bandages, he was sitting on the sofa, wearing a simple black robe, looking indifferent at the clock on the wall.
Eleven forty-five.
The executives arrived one after another. They and their assistants all gathered in this reception room.
Yu Xiaoxiao had been here for five days in a row, and this was the first time she had seen so many people.
They were all wearing custom-made, high-quality uniforms, and some of them still had a sleepy look on their face.
More people were confused by this sudden emergency meeting.
More importantly—
When they saw the man sitting on the sofa, they had no idea who he was. The minister had not arrived yet, and they whispered together, one of them even daring to openly stare at the girl next to him.
"I feel like I saw her a few days ago. She should be some small country's diplomat."
"So young?"
"Small country, maybe there aren't many people there."
"But they're so rude, just sitting there without any manners. Do they want us to salute them?"
The slime standing by Yu Xiaoxiao's legs looked displeased.
It turned its head and gave a fierce stare at the two gossipy assistants, who were baffled by the sudden attention.
At this moment, the minister arrived.
The minister of the Alliance Department was in his forties, in the prime of his life. He looked much younger than his actual age, wearing a white windbreaker with the emblem of the Alliance Department on his shoulder.
"Minister, is there any important order at this late hour?"
Everyone stood straight.
The middle-aged man ignored them and went to the front of the sofa, performing a formal royal courtesy to the man sitting on it.
"Prince Lorde, I apologize for keeping you waiting."
—Oh!
Everyone's eyes showed shock!
Lorde? From the underground city?!
This unexpected figure had actually come to the Alliance headquarters in the middle of the night! Could it be that he was inspecting on behalf of the royal family?
The minister gestured.
The group of executives quickly walked over, forming two lines in front of the sofa. All of them saluted, including the assistants, bowing at ninety degrees.
The person on the sofa said nothing.
He did not speak, and no one dared to stand up on their own. They could only stay bowed, wondering why Prince Lorde had come at this late hour.
Most people were unaware of Yu Xiaoxiao's purpose for coming here.
The only secretary who had "entertained" her was now standing at the back, with a pale face.
The steward of the underground city.
She had actually requested the right to manage the public country? Or did Prince Lorde really have the intention to govern the underground city?
Time ticked by.
The third prince remained silent. He sat on the sofa, looking indifferent at the group of people.
Yu Xiaoxiao held her breath, it was her first time in such a "public" setting, and she didn't have much experience. It was better to speak less and make fewer mistakes.
As many people started to feel stiff in the waist, the third prince finally spoke.
"Who is in charge of the reception."
Nobody dared to straighten their backs. The minister wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Elise, step forward."
The secretary at the back slowly walked forward. She was as pale as a sheet, thinking about the rumors of the third prince's brutal and cannibalistic nature, her legs shaking.
Closer, she got closer.
The woman stood at the front of the line, bowing her head, not daring to meet the other's eyes.
"Do you work diligently," the third prince asked.
Elise hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes! I reported on her first day at work! But Lord Minister said not to bother with her!"
She was very afraid of being taken back to the dungeon, and to save her life, she was willing to give up this job.
The Minister's expression also became gloomy.
The others probably guessed the whole story, it was because of the girl next to her, right? As mentioned before, the newly recruited steward in the dungeon is a young girl from another planet.
Now it seems to be her.
"I will only say this once about what's next."
"This young lady is the only steward in the dungeon. She is responsible for the establishment of the Flame Kingdom and will frequently interact with you in the future."
"I hope that such a disrespectful incident to the empire does not happen again."
"And now I want to see the approved documents and the regulations that each of you has drawn up about the kingdom. Find and solve any logical inconsistencies yourselves."
"Before the sun sets tomorrow, go to the dungeon and hand me the documents."
The Third Prince said a lot.
The application for the Flame Kingdom no longer needs to be reviewed; the top level must unanimously pass it.
But that's not the most important thing. The approval of the kingdom involves a series of complex procedures and investigations, all of which they have to resolve on their own.
And the time given by Prince Lod doesn't even span a full day.
Their heads were almost touching their shoes, their backs were sore, but they didn't dare stand up straight at all.
Just thinking about the busy schedule ahead made their heads hurt even more.
And some things are really unexpected. Prince Lod actually became the ruler of the Flame Kingdom. If this news gets out, it's likely to cause quite a stir.
"Lift your head up." The man's hoarse voice was flat, but it sent chills down one's spine.
They slowly straightened their bodies.
"Take a good look at the young lady next to me." The Third Prince spoke slowly, "From today onwards, she represents me in establishing the kingdom. I hope you can all cooperate wholeheartedly."
"Your Highness Lod, rest assured! We will definitely cooperate wholeheartedly with this steward lady! In the future, whenever she is here, we will put the affairs of the Flame Kingdom first!"
The diplomatic high ranks revealed obsequious smiles. After all, this was the bloodline of the royal family!
Even if the Third Prince is not well-received by the people, he is still the Third Prince!
Once the kingdom is established, his position will gradually rise in the future! Unless the king deliberately suppresses him, the position of the Third Prince will always be in the first sequence!
Other high-ranking officials also echoed one after another.
Only the Minister's eyes flashed with a trace of ferocity.
At midnight, they were listening to the instructions like grandchildren and had to stay up all night to rush the documents.
By the time the news spreads tomorrow, what face will this Minister of the Alliance have!
As the top official of the Alliance Department, he had never been so embarrassed before.
But what could he do?
If he dares to say the word "no" here, given the temperament of the Third Prince, he doesn't even know if he can walk out of the door alive.
This demon in front of him has had his hands soaked in blood since childhood!
People shunned him, but more were afraid!
The other high-ranking officials sneak a glance at the girl next to them.
She sat quietly next to the Third Prince, wearing a white uniform, her beautiful face accentuated by the light.
In this situation, the girl's eyes were calm, with neither the common arrogance nor the awkwardness of an unsophisticated nature.
She just sat there quietly, gentle but not weak. There was a vague and indescribable air of nobility.
As for the person sitting next to her, who dared to look directly at him?
They could only lower their heads and look at his robe, imagining his terrifying face and the tail hidden behind him, symbolizing guilt and slaughter.
Those with a little more courage sneak a glance upward--
But as soon as they focused on those crimson eyes, they quickly lowered their heads!