The symbol of Loklak, the large lake that never dries up, is a fine and flat beach.
It was once paved with sharp gravel.
It was the ancestors of Loklak who picked up stones and fine yellow sand one by one. After several generations of hard work, they finally transformed this gravel-filled lakeshore into a world-famous resort.
The stage for the "Third Princess's Favorite" competition is set here.
Thousands of citizens and tourists also gathered here, waiting for the arrival of today's protagonist, the third princess of the kingdom.
Gordon and the others were also crowded in the crowd.
Hayata stood on tiptoe and looked around, "There are so many people, and the sight is not very good. I feel like I can't see the princess clearly when she steps on the stage."
With a height of over 180 centimeters, she is already quite tall among ordinary people, but in a crowd, or a sea of people, this height advantage still seems not obvious.
"Sit on my shoulder?" Gordon suggested with a smile.
Hayata glared at Gordon, "No!"
Although she was wearing a desert gauze dress and didn't have to worry about revealing anything, she was not the kind of child who was only a few years old. It would be too shameful to sit on her shoulders!
Anhil's eyes trembled at the side.
In the past, he hated Gordon for not being more proactive, but now, he just hopes that Gordon can restrain himself a little. This is a public place.
"Oh oh oh! It's coming, it's coming!"
"Kababa!"
A little further away, Maka yelled. Anhil looked sideways and found Maka standing on Ted's shoulders, holding an arbor with her hands and looking into the distance, and dancing with a hand on her head. The little Qimian clan.
The two people plus a strange-faced tribe were stacked up to a height of more than four meters. The surrounding citizens and tourists looked as if they had seen a ghost, thinking that they were performing acrobatics.
Anhil silently looked away and decided to pretend that he didn't know those people.
The surroundings gradually became noisy.
An escort team composed of more than a dozen members of the city guerrillas was responsible for opening the way and slowly arranging the crowd.
In the center of the crowd, the third princess, dressed in gorgeous clothes that conformed to social expectations, walked with her delicate chin held high.
She hates "human-powered transportation" such as chariots, and she doesn't like riding horses. Riding a dog is obviously not right. A golden lion is almost enough. There is absolutely no way that the managers of Lockak will allow that kind of thing to enter the city. .
Just walk!
Gordon suddenly remembered a question that might be important, "By the way, where is the second prince? I haven't seen him for a long time."
Anhil was silent for two seconds, "The fishing fleet goes out for a long time. He may still be fishing for sand fish on the sandy sea."
".Fine."
"Haha! Look behind the princess, hehehe!" Hayata, who was standing on tiptoes and looking around, suddenly shouted with a smile.
Gordon, who stood out among the crowd, turned his head to look, and suddenly became speechless and covered his face.
What is that guy doing?
Behind the third princess were two guards, dressed in black armor and full of posture.
Needless to say, the one wearing Velociraptor Armor is Miss Prima. She has been protecting the safety of the royal family for many years, and she exudes a professional temperament from head to toe.
But another one.
It was also a set of jet-black heavy armor. Perhaps because she felt that the dog-eared headdress was not "majestic" enough, and she didn't know who she was with, she probably borrowed a Velociraptor mask from Prima and covered her head to hide her face.
Coupled with the equally dark shield and ax "Force of Destiny" on the back, if it weren't for his short stature, he would really look like a "Dark Warrior".
In the eyes of citizens and tourists who don't know the truth, these two black-armored guards are still very bluffing.
The hunters in the crowd were even more nervous. After all, the "elements" of Velociraptor armor, black armor, and official personnel were superimposed, and it was easy for them to think of a team with a notorious reputation.
But in the eyes of Gordon and others who were familiar with her, it was a completely different scene.
Looking left and right, it looks like he is alert to all possible dangers, but in fact he is looking around excitedly.
Under the stern visor, the guy was probably smiling.
Under the cheers and gazes of everyone, the third princess and her entourage stepped onto the specially built stage.
Just when everyone thought the competition was about to officially start, the third princess, who was looking around, suddenly put her hands on her hips and said, "No way! The stage is not high enough!
I’m going there! Change the conference to be held there! "
The third princess pointed to the huge stone building in the distance that was half built on the shore and half in the lake - Lockark Colosseum.
The scene fell into silence for a while.
Due to various reasons such as personality, appearance, voice, etc., Sesna (Chapter 237, 240), a member of the fortress guerrillas who served as the host, looked stiff. Is Her Royal Highness too eager to let things go?
The third princess raised her chin, and her voice was so high-pitched that even the audience far away could hear her clearly, "The audience from a distance can neither see clearly my body nor the ingredients. This way, I will treat my guests clearly." It’s so rude!”
The initially confused crowd, especially those on the margins, burst into cheers.
While the officials of Lockark were hesitating, President Mustache had already jumped onto the stage, waving his arms and loudly arranging the transfer of the venue.
The sudden change caused some confusion among the spectators on the beach, but under the guidance of the efforts of the fortress guerrillas and the tourism association Elu, the crowd finally began to move towards the distant Lockark Arena in an orderly manner.
Gordon, who followed the movement of the crowd, glanced at Her Royal Highness the Queen who was walking at the front, "It's a blessing that Elder Brother Hui Hui agreed all at once."
Anhill, who followed closely behind Gordon and used the former's size advantage to avoid the crowds, shrugged, "Why don't you agree? I probably didn't choose to hold it in a large arena at first because I didn't expect there would be so many people.
Now the princess is happy, the audience is happy, and the event has become more popular. Although moving the venue is a bit troublesome, do you think everyone minds? "
Gordon looked around and found that most of the tourists around him not only did not feel that they were being tortured, but were actually very excited.
The Colosseum in Lockark is not open very often, so I took advantage of the princess to catch up.
There are also those who shout "Long live the third princess"
Arranging the collective action of thousands of people was not an easy task, and it took almost two hours to allow most of the audience to enter.
The benefits of changing the venue for the competition soon became apparent. In the large bowl-shaped arena, not only did the audience have a clearer and wider view, but many citizens who had not planned to join in the fun were also attracted.
In the end, the arena was really packed.
The three Gordons, Ted and the others were inexplicably reunited. There were two giant men over two meters tall, one on the left and one on the right. Several other people sat between them, thus "occupying" a large section of the seats.
The main reason was that the audience nearby gave up their seats enthusiastically, and no one in the two seats next to Gordon Tedder dared to sit over.
A gorgeous high-backed chair was placed in the center of the Colosseum.
Amidst the cheers, the third princess, with her chin held high as always, sat down proudly.
He was obviously sitting in the lowest position in the arena, but he seemed to be looking down at everyone.
Some viewers with special hobbies suddenly let out bursts of excited screams.
Feng Ying, who was standing behind her as a background, wanted to give this arrogant guy a naked choke on the spot, but for the sake of the reward for the escort and the prize money from the competition, she endured it.
Host Cessna walked over with a slightly uneasy smile on her face.
She asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, look, can we start?"
"Start ja!"
(End of chapter)
