Come to another world and become a lord

After seeing the problem solved, Philip seemed to be in a good mood, and even chatted with Aaron directly afterwards:

"I heard that your little daughter Myrna is also in the capital?"

"Indeed." Aaron said, looking down.

Philip said:

"You won't let me see him either."

Aaron replied:

"My daughter is young and naive, and I am afraid that I might offend Your Majesty."

When Philip heard this, he snorted and then sneered:

"Humph, what offense are you talking about? If we're talking about offense, you, Aaron, have offended me enough~"

As soon as these words were spoken, Aaron bent his knees as if he was about to kneel down.

"The old minister is guilty."

Seeing this, Philip had no choice but to wave his hand, motioning Aaron to stand up, and then said:

"I don't mean anything else. It's just that my youngest son has reached the age to get married. I was wondering if they could consider it."

"Ah~ Regarding this, I am ashamed to say that my little daughter is too spoiled and really not suitable to be a princess. It is also my fault for not being able to discipline her well~"

Hearing this, Philip's face also showed an unhappy expression, and his tone suddenly became much gloomier:

"You look down on my son or me."

Aaron looked bitter:

"No, no, no, Your Majesty has misunderstood... The Fourth Prince is kind-hearted and a rare talent... This old minister really thinks there is something wrong with my daughter." He paused for a moment and continued, "Hey~ If I have time, I will bring my little daughter to Your Majesty and you will know for sure."

Carl was watching from the side and found it absolutely a little funny. He was even certain that Aaron was sincere in saying that his daughter was unworthy, but King Philip took it as having other purposes. The prime minister now had no way to defend himself and felt indescribable pain in his heart.

"Okay, I won't make things difficult for you. Let's talk about this later~" In the end, Philip could only wave his hands helplessly.

Prime Minister Aaron retreated back into the crowd, but his forehead was already covered with sweat. After that, Philip said a lot of meaningless words, but Carl didn't listen to them in detail. He just hesitated for more than 20 minutes before leaving. When Carl walked out of the palace, he saw Alia had been waiting outside for a long time.

When the girl saw him, she immediately ran up to him and asked anxiously:

"How about it?"

"Everything is going well." He made an OK gesture, but the girl looked confused.

Then he gave her a general account of the whole incident, from the plot between him and Samuel to the confrontation in the court. After hearing the whole story, Alia suddenly couldn't help but shout:

"Wait a minute, doesn't that mean that in addition to taking our gold bars, Samuel also made a net profit of 200 gold coins?"

"There's nothing we can do about it. How could he be willing to help if we don't give him benefits?" Carl waved his hands to show his helplessness.

"This is a bit too much. After all, we conquered this land ourselves." Alia was obviously a little unconvinced.

"This is the officialdom. You should know more about it than me."

"Of course I understand, but...ah~I just feel a little aggrieved." Alia stopped talking halfway and just stomped her foot lightly on the ground.

Speaking of feeling aggrieved, I'm afraid Morton is more aggrieved than them. If it were me, I would probably be so angry that my lungs would explode.

"Speaking of which, His Majesty has conferred the title of Viscount on me," Carl said again.

"That's good news~" Alia showed a look of joy on her face.

"This way I can also naturally make you the Baron of Thres." He continued.

And Alia just hummed calmly.

Facing the girl's calmness, Carl felt a little frustrated. He said half-jokingly:

"It's so peaceful. I suddenly feel that my title is worthless."

But I heard the girl say:

"Not really. You know, I don't really care about these things. In comparison, I prefer to live a leisurely life."

"This is not up to you. You are the only one who can control the knights under Aeron. They have seen how powerful you are and are too scared to resist."

“I’m too scared to resist…” Alia repeated Karl’s words, and then she suddenly frowned and said, “From a lady’s perspective, why does it feel like this is not a compliment?”

Then, without waiting for Karl to speak, she nodded and said:

"But I like it~"

Then she whispered in Karl's ear:

"I just like people to be afraid of me~"

The two were talking and laughing when they saw a young man walking towards them. The boy was wearing a blue silk robe and had long flowing golden hair. He was handsome, even a little effeminate, but his brows were wrinkled with anxiety. He brushed past Karl and even accidentally bumped into the latter's shoulder. The boy walked in a hurry and didn't even have time to apologize after bumping into him, and continued to walk forward.

"Who is that person?" Carl turned around and looked at the young man in gorgeous clothes with curiosity on his face.

"It's the fourth prince Seba." Alia said from the side.

As he was speaking, the fourth prince Seba had already run up to King Philip, who had just come out of the palace and was walking on the path in the palace courtyard with a group of servants.

But he fell to his knees with a thud, and then shouted:

"Father, do you really want me to marry the prime minister's little daughter?"

The shout was so loud that everyone around could hear it clearly.

When Philip heard his shout, he immediately showed anger:

"I just talked about this with the prime minister at the morning meeting. It's only been such a short time. How did you know about it?" Then he glared at the attendants around him. Everyone he stared at lowered their heads without exception and dared not speak.

"Father, do you really have this plan?" Seba continued to ask relentlessly.

Philip angrily shouted:

"So what if I have it, so what if I don't? Isn't this for your own good?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Seba shouting anxiously. In addition to his anxiety, there was even a trace of sadness on the boy's face. He shouted:

"I won't marry her. I already have my true love!"

"What did you say?" Philip's eyes widened.

"I already have someone in my heart, and I will only marry that person!" Seba continued to shout, and at this point, a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes.

Hearing what he said, Philip unexpectedly laughed, a slightly mocking laugh, and said while laughing:

"Someone in love? You mean the maid who washes the dishes?"

"Father, how did you know that?" This time it was Seba's turn to widen his eyes.

Philip then said:

"Not only do I know, I also know all the dirty things you did, in the garden, in the wine cellar, in the closet, and even in my bed when I wasn't around!" His tone was full of sarcasm.

These words made Seba's face turn red, and he couldn't even speak clearly:

"Father...Father, how could you...know so much..."

Philip snorted again:

"Humph, go ask around yourself. From servants to guards, who doesn't know about your little affair? It's enough to write a pornographic book!"

Seba lowered his head after hearing what he said, but soon the boy raised his head again and continued:

"This, this is not wrong. I love her and she loves me too! Our love will last till death!"

In return, Philip scolded:

"Love bullshit! You only love her naked body! And she only loves your status as a prince! You are just a kid, you know nothing!"

"Father, you can insult me, but you can't insult her! She is the most gentle and kindest person I have ever seen..."

Before Seba could finish, Philip yelled again:

"I'm so good! If you say one more word of trouble, I'll find someone to hang her immediately!"

Seba was so frightened that he immediately shut his mouth. After hesitating for a while, he said:

"Let's not talk about her for now, let's talk about the prime minister's little daughter. If you want me to marry her, I won't agree."

"You don't need to agree to this!" Philip replied.

"Father, you can't do this!"

Seba yelled again. He reached out to pull Philip's trouser legs, but was kicked away by the other party:

"That's enough, I have other things to do, get out of my way! Useless thing!"

"Father, father!"

"Is this the fourth prince?" Carl looked at Seba, who was still crawling on his belly to pull up the king's trousers. This was quite a big commotion. The ministers hadn't left yet, and they were all just spectators. It can only be said that every family has its own problems, but what does this have to do with him? Thinking of this, he smiled and shook his head, and led Alia out of the palace.