Chapter 103 The Long-winded King of Rohan

Gandalf does seem to be "fairly", so the people of Edoras who have misunderstood are having a good time, and Carl is also smiling happily.

However, after the play was over, the three finally "reluctantly" met everyone's excited eyes, and slowly followed the king into the palace.

Stepping into the palace hall again, Carl took a thoughtful look at the surrounding decorations this time.

Entering the main entrance, a red walking carpet was spread straight across and extended to the top of the steps.

On both sides of the carpet stood several white marble pillars inlaid with jade.

Along the pillars is the great circular dome, with silver chains hanging from the top of the palace, and shining stars against the candlelight.

The decoration of the hall is grand but elegant, luxurious but not vulgar, but it does not lose the style of the great khanate.

However, although the splendid hall looks gorgeous, it is still much worse than the palaces of elves and dwarves.

The heritage of human beings in this period is no more than elves and dwarves, they are just rising stars.

The king has sat on the throne.

He had received advice from his own chief of guards, but he also knew that there was an oolong at the gate of Edoras just now. The real hero was actually that young boy.

Therefore, looking at the three people under the first seat, his main attention fell on the most conspicuous young man.

I saw that man had black and supple hair, eyes as deep as stars, a handsome yet resolute face, and a tall and straight figure.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Sechel couldn't help nodding, and exclaimed in his heart: "What a handsome man!"

Thinking that Carl was the hero who saved the Andain River this time, Seychel was even more satisfied with Carl.

He laughed aloud: "I am Seychel, King of Rohan, don't know who the three are?"

The three Carls are not from the Rohan Kingdom, and the Middle-earth is so vast, so Kezel does not know where the three Carls come from, nor their identities.

"If you go back to the king, under Carl Green, he is a ranger." Carl said slowly.

Gandalf and Bilbo also introduced themselves to the king.

After hearing this, Seychel only felt that these names sounded familiar, but he didn't think much about it, just nodded and sighed:

"It's really thanks to you for coming this time, otherwise, the fate of the Rohan Kingdom is really unimaginable~

Halfway through, Seychel sighed with emotion,

"Oh, quite a few years ago, there was a disaster on the sparsely populated Karen Nasong steppe, and that disaster made the Kingdom of Rohan almost…"

History is being re-referenced, and King Seychel seems to be in a good mood.

He slowly narrated to the three of Carl, and shared some of the past events in the Kingdom of Rohan, plus his experience and experience, as well as some words of gratitude mixed with it.

Queen Mo Wen, who was on the side, also smiled and looked at the three of Carl, adding two sentences from time to time, admiring their heroism and greatness.

The atmosphere is harmonious and harmonious.

But at this moment, the two figures standing beside the hall began to have their own thoughts.

Hjordun only felt fresh at the moment. Although he did not understand the seriousness of the disaster that the Rohan Kingdom suffered before because of his age, he was also curious about the three people in front of him when he heard everyone so excited and cheered.

Of course, especially the guy named Carl Green, who had a lot of interest in his heart–the guy who became a Rohan hero, and was favored by his father and mother, and by all the people of Rohan. Shouting and shouting, the ability is really extraordinary.

Hjulden only thought that it would be great if he could become a hero one day.

Thoughts flashed from the bottom of his heart, Hejdun turned his head and wanted to ask his sister what she thought of the three people in front of her.

But when he turned his head, he found that his sister was a little unusual at the moment.

I saw Shiyudaya's eyes looking forward from time to time, and then her face was shy and ruddy.

Hejdun was stunned for a moment, then looked at the direction his sister was looking forward to, seeing that it was Carl, combined with her expression, but he felt something in his heart.

Although due to his age, Hejdun's experience in dealing with affairs is not very rich, but his power of observation is not weak.

He could see at a glance what his sister was thinking.

After thinking about it, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Sister, it seems that you don't have to worry anymore."

Hadn't his sister Syudea always been worried because of her father Seychel's edict?

Seeing that the person who should be ordered is such a handsome man now, it is normal for his worries to disappear.

Even when he saw Carl, he couldn't help but be moved, how could his sister survive?

Theoden thought to himself.

Syudea came back to her senses and looked at Syewton in astonishment: "What?"

Seeing his sister's stunned expression, Syedon shook his head and sighed:

"Sister, I said you must have been fascinated by the guy named Carl over there by now."

How long has it been, is his sister about to fall?

At this moment, Syudea could hear her brother Syudena's words clearly.

Her face froze, and then a bright smile hung on her face, and then she slowly stretched out her hand and pinched Shyuton's ear:

"I didn't catch what you just said, my dear brother, could you please say it again?"

"Uh haha, don't, don't, don't don't, Hjordun quickly raised his hands and surrendered, "Sister, I was wrong, I didn't say anything!"

It was only at this moment that Hjulden remembered that his sister did not seem to be a lady.

"Humph!" Syudea let go of her hand and looked at Shyudon angrily, "That's the hero of Rohan, my stupid brother, please don't yell like that, and speak carefully!"

"Okay," Syeder said, aggrieved, "I'll keep an eye out.

Syudea turned her head and looked at Carl again.

Carl is indeed handsome, no doubt about that.

And when Carl first entered the palace, she actually noticed him standing behind the crowd.

It's not like she hasn't seen people who are better-looking than Carl, but compared to him, all those people seem to have such a big gap.

Those people lost some of their flavor and didn't have that kind of temperament.

Yes, it's the scent.

Siudeya felt that she was attracted to Carl's temperament.

The deep eyes, the unrestrained and easy-going revealed in every move, the faint but confident smile on the corner of the mouth. All of these were deeply attracted to her, and she couldn't help but look at it.

Temperament, this kind of thing sounds mysterious, but everyone has it, and it is undeniable that it is also an important factor in determining a person's image in another person's mind.

Shiyudaya had to admit that Carl's image was raised to a height that was tempting enough in her heart.

She also has to admit that she has indeed been fascinated by Carl's "beauty" (The King's).

And if he really asked his father, she would not refuse.

Yes, no.

On the other side, King Rohan was still talking, and his expression was still a little excited.

Carl was a little speechless, this Seychelle was just like Smaug, he had to call out to death, couldn't he be a little more agile?

He didn't come here to hear stories and compliments, or to find guilt!

Seeing that Seychel wasn't going to stop, Carl couldn't help interrupting him:

Respect "King, that, it's getting late, why don't we discuss it first, this?"

Carl makes a generic gesture —

The harmonious anger suddenly solidified, and the kind smile on the king's face was interrupted by Carl's gesture and froze in place.

Gandalf and Bilbo were a little speechless, they looked at each other, but they all stepped forward, tugged at Carl's shirt, and said:

"Carl, pay attention to the occasion! This is the palace, we are not at home. And we are also facing the king of Rohan, so pay attention to the image."