Chapter 120 This is interesting
In the Baratheon capital, Prince Adela is worshipping the royal mausoleum accompanied by the Queen.

After laying a wreath to the founding emperor of Baratheon.

Prince Adela asked the Queen beside him:
"I heard that in your Baratheon, even if you are not a member of the royal family, you can be buried in the royal mausoleum?"

The Queen nodded and said:

"As you know, the seven dukes and any others who receive a state funeral can be buried in the mausoleum of our Baratheon royal family."

"Why wasn't Duke Trajan buried here?"

"I know that you are enemies, but Duke Trajan should be entitled to a state funeral, right? Moreover, he is one of the Seven Dukes."

These things cannot be discussed directly in this country, but to Prince Adela, the unspoken rules of an empire are meaningless.

The only people he needs to respect are other gods and kings.

The rest depends entirely on his mood.

The queen lowered her head slightly, and many thoughts seemed to emerge in her deep blue eyes.

After a moment, she said:
"There were many historical factors at that time. Besides, apart from the first seven dukes, the other seven dukes were rarely buried here. They were all buried in their respective fiefdoms."

Adela shook her head and smiled:

"The nobles who were killed by Lord Trajan refused to give him a state funeral, right?"

The Queen was silent.

Prince Adela went on:
"What a shameful bunch of guys! Don't be angry with the dead. If Lord Trajan were alive, I would understand any suppression and slander against him."

"But he's dead. If it were me, I wouldn't do these things. I would strongly demand that Lord Trajan be given a state funeral. I would even place his tomb next to the founding emperor, replacing the original Grand Duke of Westeros."

"Westeros will always be the sword and shield of Baratheon. This is a motto that even an outsider like me has heard."

The Queen did not respond to this meaningful remark, but just stood silently behind Prince Adela.

Prince Adela glanced at her and continued:
"Many people say that it is difficult to judge Lord Trajan's merits and demerits, but I am very curious, why is it so difficult to judge?"

"Isn't it true that a man who pulled this country back from the brink of extinction is a great hero?"

"If there was such a person under my father, he would definitely become my father's right-hand man and a role model that I need to learn from all the time."

"What do you think, Queen Ansha?"

Ansha gave an answer this time:

"You are quite right, Prince Adela."

Prince Adela raised the corner of his mouth, but he did not walk back.

He went straight to the exit of the mausoleum:

"I'm going to go see Lord Trajan. I'll leave now. Ah, I won't leave until tomorrow. Before that, I want to look around your imperial capital by myself. Is that okay?"

The Queen lowered her head slightly and said:
"If you wish, then there is no problem. However, this is just a mortal kingdom, and you, as a prince, may not like it."

Prince Adela stood still, turned around and smiled at the Queen:

"For now."

After saying that, he continued to walk forward a few steps, then paused and turned back to add:
"After all, you are a Sequence One Angel of Glory!"

Only then did Prince Adela leave here accompanied by the pure white knights.

At 13 Baker Street, the famous Crown Restaurant was one of the few places that was still closed late at night.

And all the staff remained in their positions with high tension.

Because the Crown Restaurant received the most distinguished guest in history - Prince Adela!

The senior chefs of the Crown Restaurant are now sweating profusely as they prepare their specialties.

The prince's greatest request is to have no request at all.

The prince might not care if mortals like them make mistakes, but others do! And to the chefs' surprise, the prince even asked them to prepare eight extra sets of tableware.

Apparently, the prince also had to entertain the eight pure white knights he brought with him.

This means they have to prepare eight meals of absolutely decent quality.

Normally this wouldn't be a problem, but right now, the challenge is too great.

Because the pressure is too outrageous.

When the waiters finally brought the food.

The prince asked them to leave:

"I'm sorry, I would like to dine alone with my friends."

How dare they deny the prince's request?
Immediately, everyone left and closed the door.

After all the outsiders had left, the eight pure white knights beside Prince Adela all stepped forward and pulled out their chairs.

But they didn't sit on them, they just came to pull out the chairs for people.

"So please show yourself, my friends!"

Eight old and slightly unreal figures slowly walked out from behind the tightly closed door one after another in the silence.

With their quiet arrival, it seemed as if a mysterious and invisible force was quietly awakened, and the layout of the entire room began to undergo incredible changes.

The color tone of the room began to change dramatically, from being as bright as the dawn at the beginning, to gradually and quietly becoming low-key and retro.

The bright white ceiling that once shone like a gem is now being eroded little by little by the dull dark green color; the tender green curtains that were once as vibrant as spring are also slowly being covered by thick dark purple.

The whole room is like an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes of life, exuding a retro charm.

The eight illusory figures finally became solid.

If there are outsiders here.

Then they would be surprised to find that these eight people are exactly the same as the eight portraits on the wall.

The eight portraits were of the first Baratheon Emperor and the first Seven Lords.

"I am honored to see the dusty history appear before a young latecomer like me. I have prepared a small gift for your arrival, please don't despise it."

Looking at the dining table and food in front of the prince.

The eight people naturally took their seats one after another.

Seven centimeters are on both sides, and the first emperor is opposite Prince Adela.

As they sat down, the prince took out a parchment scroll:
"This is a little gadget that I like very much. It is a fourth-level seal that is inferior to third-level seals."

"That is, those things whose origins are completely unknown and whose functions are completely useless and funny."

"Its only function is to tell me what food the most noble person who has ever visited a place has taken."

"So let me guess your favorite food."

After unfolding the scroll, Prince Adela said to the First Emperor:

"An omelet and a bottle of Franti wine. Wow, these are very common foods. You are really down-to-earth, Your Majesty."

But the first emperor said something strange:
"I haven't taken any of this stuff here."

The prince also raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Are you sure? This is Baratheon. Could there be a guest more distinguished than you?"

The First Emperor frowned deeply and said:

"I never eat civilian food."

(End of this chapter)