After passing the long cell corridor, the gray-haired old judge came to him.
Behind the iron fence is a middle-aged man.
He was wearing a well-dressed sweater and sitting alone on the bed with a dejected expression.
Although the cell is narrow, it has all kinds of living facilities, just like a guest room.
There’s even a portable stove in the window to keep the winter chill away.
The old judge stood in front of the fence.
"Good evening, Your Majesty the Duke."
The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes and said with a tired smile: "Good evening, Lord Eamon."
The candlelight in the cell corridor flickered on the judge's face, flickering on and off.
"Your Majesty asked me to send you a message."
"Oh, the queen is just the queen, what do you say to your majesty? What does that woman want to say?"
Judge Eamon sighed softly.
"If you can return that crown, this prison door will be opened, and you can continue to be your Grand Duke Ortiz."
"What if not?"
The Duke lay down on the bed and smiled mockingly.
"What does she want to threaten me with this time? Title? Wealth? Life? Relatives?" He put a layer of pillows on himself to sleep more comfortably.
"If Bavaria falls, my relatives will be the first batch of cripples to die for the country... If she wants to kill them, just kill them all. Their ancestors have enjoyed seven hundred years of blessings, and they should be grateful."
The old judge stared at him.
"The one who enjoys the most happiness...isn't it you, the Grand Duke?"
"The richest province of Vol is your fiefdom. The tobacco business has been monopolized by Ortiz since the founding of the country. The chair is placed closest to the throne. The unnamed tariffs will be collected for seven hundred years... ..Even if all the kings in the past knew about it, have they ever said anything about your Ortiz family?"
His voice was filled with hidden anger:
"His Majesty treats you like a brother. He allows you to raise troops, allows you to transfer property, supports the prime minister like a lackey, and turns a blind eye to countless impeachments by the House of Lords... He even moved a set of furniture into the cell you live in now! Is this how you feel grateful?!”
The Duke smiled cheerfully.
"Yes. It's a pity I didn't kill him."
"...Why? Even if you kill His Majesty, there are more than 300,000 troops in the border provinces and more than 300 members of the House of Lords and the House of Representatives. Will they declare you the king?"
"I'm pretty sure my gun broke his heart."
The old judge lamented at the man he had grown up watching.
"Kiza... you're crazy."
The Duke suddenly said abruptly——
"But he's not dead."
"......What do you mean?"
"What makes you think that the king sitting on the throne is His Majesty?"
The Duke looked at him, but his eyes fell on the shadows behind him.
"In other words, why do you think...you are still you?"
The old judge was silent for a long time.
"I have served three generations of Bavaria kings... none of them lived long. It is understandable that Your Majesty wants to find a way to survive. And I only need to ensure the continuity of this country... no matter who sits on the throne. "
"I melted the rusty scrap metal."
The Duke smiled so brightly that he showed his white teeth and said, "The molten iron has poured into the stinking ditch at the entrance of the palace. Let her go and dig at it to see if she can still find the scum."
The old judge finally lost his patience.
"The gryphon knight who went to hunt your daughter died in Ron. I don't know who you arranged for Lin Lin to escort her...but the next person to catch her is Master Gu."
The Duke's eyes finally changed, cold and angry.
"Your Majesty wants to take action against his own daughter?"
"Li Lin is your daughter."
"Okay...very good..." The Duke turned over and stopped looking at him, "Then let the sword master catch a sixteen-year-old girl."
The old judge turned around and left.
The prison fell silent.
The Duke looked at the calendar and smiled guiltily.
"Dad can't celebrate your birthday this year, Lin Lin..."
He looked at the filthy humanoid that had been guarding the end of the bed.
The black hole inside the world only exists in his eyes.
"Come and sing a birthday song with me... Yes, my baby has become an adult today. It is a very happy day... Thank you, I really want to have a glass of wine to celebrate... Don't you God? Can my daughter hear it... Well, yes,"
"This is prayer."
So from deep in the silent prison corridor, a faint singing voice came out:
"Happy birthday to you...Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you hum...Happy birthday to you..."
The singing passed through the narrow window, and my thoughts were wrinkled by the evening breeze, I was happy and lonely.
.........
.........
.........
Lin Lin, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened her eyes.
She sat up from the bed. There was light snow falling outside the window and the sound of waves.
She blinked, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Peter, who was secretly inserting candles in the dark, was startled.
"I wonder, are you so moved?"
Such a big reaction, haven’t you ever eaten cake?
"Peter..."
Lin Lin choked up and kept wiping her tears.
"I dreamed of my dad. He was singing happy birthday to me...I miss him so much..."
Peter was silent for a while, then suddenly sang Happy Birthday.
"Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you..."
The singing was very difficult to listen to. This guy didn't have any pitch, but you could tell that he was trying very hard to sing in the right tune, and he was silly and happy.
"Happy birthday to you~ Hehe!"
Peter struck a stick and lit sixteen candles.
"Happy birthday, little loli."
Peter clapped to himself——
"I'm an adult now, Oh my daddy."
Lin Lin stared at him blankly. Although her eyes were still a little red, she was no longer crying.
"Zhaoyu...how did you know today is my birthday? No one told me..."
"Why, you're so dissatisfied? I'm sorry that I'm the only one here to help you. The other two refused to come even if they said nothing, they are just such inhumane guys..."
"No," Lin Lin jumped off the bed, "Answer me!"
"I told you I can do divination. Not only do I know the day you were born, but I also know the day you died." Peter smiled playfully.
"...It seems you are not completely useless."
"Thank you for your approval."
Lin Lin looked at the shimmering light dancing in the darkness.
The man beside him was trying his best to smile, which made his world-weary face look less sad.
"Peter."
"Huh? Want to say thank you?"
"Thank you."
"Very well, make a wish."
So Lin Lin closed her eyes.
Great Sun God, please bless my father and let him persist until the day I go to save him.
Well, if possible, please give some blessings to the miscellaneous fish on the way.
Then he opened his eyes and blew lightly from his small mouth.
The fire went out.
"Turn on the light, I will cut the chocolate pie for you personally. This is your honor."
The corners of Lin Lin's mouth turned up slightly, "But don't get carried away! Remember, this lady will not develop a liking for you just because of this small favor...Eh?"
The lights are on.
There was a big cake in front of her.
It is five stories high and decorated with fondant shapes that look like pink rose bouquets. White cream surrounds the cake layer by layer like a curtain, and the top is decorated with a small white chocolate heart.
On the side facing her, there was a line of small words.
"I don't know what's wrong with it. It's so big. It's really..."
"You...you...what do you mean?" Lin Lin looked at him stupidly.
"Cake? You don't want to eat it?" Peter asked.
In Peter's opinion, even though he was illiterate, the words were definitely Happy Birthday.
The little loli's cheeks turned slightly red.
"No...no...will...is it too soon?"
"What's so quick? Oh...you have to receive the gift first, right?"
Peter brought three gift boxes from the table by the door.
"This is from Amamiya Yu, this is from Frey, this is from Harry... By the way, can you give me what Harry gave you? I think it is 100% a defense against the Lord of the Rings. ..."
"Then...what about the cake?"
"Cake? The cake must be from me."
"..."
Lin Lin's face was getting redder and redder, like a ripe apple, making people want to take a bite.
not talking anymore.
"Are you going to eat it or not? If you don't eat it, you'll fall down. I'll take it and share it with Amamiya Yu and the others."
Lin Lin looked at him, her eyes watery, as if she had made up her mind.
The candle he accidentally inserted lit up the twilight in the girl's eyes.
"I eat."
"That's it. Let's cut it. I'm going to take a shower after eating."
"Wait..." Lin Lin suddenly pushed Peter out of the room and closed the door.
"Come in later."
Peter, who was locked out, was confused.
He had good hearing and heard the rustling sounds coming from the room.
"?"
Five minutes later, the door opened.
Lin Lin was still wearing the gorgeous red dress, but her hair was spread out, her blond hair was hanging down her back, and her face was as normal.
"Come in."
Lin Lin pointed to the floor.
"sit down."
Peter didn't know why, "Sit on the ground?"
"On the ground."
Seeing Lin Lin's serious look, Peter hesitated.
Forget it, it's your birthday and the floor isn't dirty, so Peter sat down.
"Then what?"
I saw Linling bring a chair over.
"Close your eyes."
"?"
"Close your eyes!"
"walk slowly."
As soon as Peter closed his eyes, he heard Lin Lin's suppressed and shy voice——
"Peter the little fish...open your mouth and I will feed you."
"ah?"
Peter opened his eyes.
Lin Ning was seen sitting on a chair, her little feet under her skirt were wrapped in white silk, and her slender left leg was crossed over her right leg, stretched out in front of him.
The toes were stained with cream and the base of the ears were red.
"Wash...I've washed it..."
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Shenyun calendar year 245. The brave Link made the first cake on the TEDA continent using flour, cream, butter, and sugar.
He told Heather, the only one in the brave team who did not accept his confession, that the cake symbolized love, loyalty, eternity and longing in his hometown. It was decorated with flowers and the words "please marry me" were painted with cream, marking the first of human confessions. And Heather, who has long been devoted to him, also agreed to the proposal, and the lovers finally got married.
Since then, proposals made with cakes have become a common sight around the world. As time goes by, cakes have gradually become an important participant in life events:
Birth, marriage, having children, death.
When a man sends a cake to his girlfriend, it not only means marriage proposal, but also represents multiple meanings such as "wanting to start a family with you", "wanting to have children with you", "wanting to be with you forever".
It can only be said that the shot fired by a fellow countryman accidentally in order to pick up a girl hit Peter between the eyebrows a thousand years later.
