731: Chapter 158: Heart of Blood Feather_2 731: Chapter 158: Heart of Blood Feather_2 “The title of the Guardian is much like the Star Robe I’m wearing, just a more honorable title, Your Highness.
I believe you’re expecting too much from .” Chekin hesitated for a mont before rejecting the seemingly tempting proposition.
He was joking!
After all, he was a lord and a noble in the Bimon Kingdom.
It was okay to ddle in so trivial matters secretly, but when it ca to interfering with the internal power struggles of the elves, Chekin lacked the confidence of his High Priest Lord Mourinho.
“If modesty beca a hindrance for you, we, the Moore family, wish to earn your true friendship, a higher friendship than the Drows.
My king, Shangkeli, has a 120-year-old princess.
If Lord Richard doesn’t mind, I can ……” Prince Benitez was interrupted by Chekin before he could finish his sentence.
“Wait……why choose ?
I am rely a minor Bimon Baron.
Your Highness, don’t you think this is insulting to a noble princess?” Chekin asked, puzzled.
But he also knew that political marriages were simply a smokescreen, whether there actually was such a princess was impossible to verify.
“We elves believe in one proverb…” Prince Moore rambled out a long string of tongue-twisting syllables in ancient elf language, “If translated to common language, it ans that…………’A tree lives by its bark, a man lives by his face.
A tree without bark is dood, a man with no face is invincible.’ Personally, I have a strong belief in your power.
I would never believe if soone told that despite your strength, you were still a less influential Baron in the Bimon Kingdom.
After all, nobility and capabilities have never been directly proportional.”
“Oh co on!
Stop beating around the bush!” Chekin laughed, “Tell , where have I been shaless?
It’s not sothing to be proud of, mocking in roundabout ways.”
“Stealing my storage belt isn’t very gentlemanly, is it?” Prince Moore teased.
Upon hearing this, the three guards all stood up and defiantly stared down Prince Benitez.
“Gentlen, please stay calm.
I assure you that I didn’t co here for revenge.” Prince Benitez laughed, “Storage belts are a royal accessory of the Moore family.
Wouldn’t it be too unreasonable if it didn’t have the magic seal that helps in tracking misplaced items?”
It wasn’t common for the victim to compromise with the thieves like this.
However, even with a tracking tag, the storage belts would be untraceable when placed inside a separate dinsion of the Space Ring, not even the gods could locate it.
They had just forgotten that this belt belonged to an elf noble while they were laughing and fetching the stolen goods.
“Incredible, haha.
Your Highness, I apologize.
My Guoguo is still a child, with innocent ignorance.” Chekin was unexpectedly calm and composed when caught red-handed; he displayed the stern discipline of a strict father.
Once sothing was in his possession, no one, not even the Emperor, could have it easily returned.
The guards were even more defiant.
The boss was famous for spoiling Guoguo, who could even ask for the moon and the boss would find a way to fetch it.
So, a asly belt was nothing.
“Was it this little one who did it?” Prince Moore reached out to pinch Guoguo’s chubby little cheek.
Guoguo contentedly yawned and rubbed her chubby cheek against the prince’s finger.
“It must be this little one who has been hanging around with such skillful hands.
Had I not found the inn, I wouldn’t have believed it.” Prince Benitez burst into laughter.
“If Bellamy were here, he might have given you a good scrub inside out.” Fat Luo muttered under his breath.
The Bimon Kingdom was famous for ‘stealing chickens and touching dogs’.
The most skilled pickpocket thieves in the Thief Guild were always from the Doug Tribe of dog-headed people and the Chekin Tribe of chicken-headed people.
The Chekin thieves were proficient in mimicry and renowned for their ‘Cock Crow’; the Doug tribe thieves were known for their sharp eyesight and exquisite techniques, and thus, called ‘Dog Thieves’; Bellamy learned countless thief techniques during his ti in the Bog Village prison, and Guoguo learned these tricks from him.
“Ladies and gentlen, I didn’t co here with many demands, I just want the jade seal back.
It’s very, very important to ….” As soon as Prince Benitez started to speak, Guoguo leaned into his embrace, her small head rubbing against his face affectionately.
“No problem, I have no use for the jade seal, so it should be returned to you.” Chekin’s words completely revealed his nature.
“As for the bronze secret manuscript, you naturally don’t need it.”
“That must be returned too!
But give so ti.”, Chekin thought, regardless of whether he could understand the manuscript or not, making a copy was a must.
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