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Chapter 615: Just kidding (4k+)

“So, Gregory, you just told me that… Ricky defeated… sorry, I can’t quite remember the name.

Anyway, it was just one god after another, and those adventures not only helped us unlock the secrets of the Lost Sea, find countless islands, but also saved the world?"

At Canary Wharf, Prince Andrew was wearing fancy royal attire today, stroking and playing with a golden medal in his hand. The medal was shaped like a lion holding up a cross star.

This is the Royal Gold Cross, awarded to those who have made outstanding contributions to Moses Sadr.

Even if an ordinary person is awarded the medal, his status will be transformed into a noble recognized by the royal family and enjoy a title.

"In short...it's like this, Sir Andrew."

Sir Gregory was still wearing his navy uniform today, but with a few shining battle medals pinned on it:
"Of course, there is another version of this story. Ricky just wandered around and found a few small islands. He had a friendly chat with the islanders and then returned calmly."

Prince Andrew tilted his head to look at Sir Gregory, and a smile appeared on the old knight's lips.

"Just kidding, that's not common with you, Gregory."

Of course Prince Andrew knew that Gregory was joking. Three hundred Royal Navy guards in full dress uniforms, eight royal salute guns, a long carpet with purple velvet and gold trim, not to mention the grand preparations of all kinds of fine wines and flowers, all of these were prepared by Sir Gregory a few weeks ago.

This old guy is very stubborn. Who can convince him without some real ability?
"Then isn't this awarding of honor too hasty? Why don't we invite Ricky to the Summer Palace later, and I'll tap his shoulder with the royal rapier?"

Prince Andrew quipped.

"Forget it then. If you have this intention, you might as well take care of the business of Tianying Restaurant."

Sir Gregory was not laughing when he said this; he meant it.

On the other side of the welcoming team, Oliver was pushing his grandfather's wheelchair. The old general manager, Hisram, still had a cashmere blanket covering his knees, but he was dressed very formally. The old man's tie was tied meticulously, and a jewel badge with the family crest was pinned on his suit jacket.

Norman was with him, holding the ribbon that Prince Andrew would use when he was awarded the title.

"Norman, if you're tired of standing, it's your turn to sit here and rest for a while."

Hisram yawned, and Norman curled his lips, thinking, old boss, you really know how to joke. Look around, you are the only one sitting in the entire dock, even Prince Andrew is standing there obediently, do I have that much face?

"You'll be retiring in a few years, but in my eyes you're still that brat who always forgets things."

The old chief tilted his head to look at Norman, who took off his hat and flicked the dust off it. Yes, he had worked in the investigation department for decades, and the ups and downs of the past seemed to have happened just yesterday:
"Are you urging me to find a successor? Haha, just like when you chose me."

"That's not a rush. You're not as hard-working as I was back then. If you keep working this way, you can work for another 20 or 30 years without any problem. Hahaha."

This time, not only Norman himself, but even Oliver in the wheelchair laughed.

"But, as people age, their brains are not as sharp as they used to be."

The old general wrapped the blanket around his knees:
"Take Ricky's case, for example. If I had known this rascal was going to be so successful, I should have introduced Oliver to her a year ago.

Humph, who cares about that witch? I've lost a lot on this deal."

Oliver knew his grandfather was joking, but his face still turned red.

“It’s good that there is no introduction, you still don’t know Ricky.

If he really becomes your grandson-in-law, the Investigation Department will lose an outstanding investigator, and your family will gain a skilled cook..."

General Norman knows Liu Yonglu too well. He thinks about promotion every day. If he is allowed to live a life of luxury, he may not slow down even if you whip him.

"But Millie Tang is also very good, a good child. I heard that they haven't had their wedding yet?"

Sisram asked his granddaughter behind him.

"Millie Tang secretly complained to me before. She suspected that Ricky might not even want to propose to me."

"Hahaha, I'll have to find someone to remind him when I get back. A witch's anger is no joke. I remember there's a special folder in the archives for this.

It lists all the troubles that the elders of the Milly Tang family have caused, and it seems that half of them are related to witch spouses. "

"Then I'll secretly find it tomorrow and put it on Ricky's desk..."

The three were chatting when the sound of a whistle came from the sea. Six giant warships escorted a medium-sized exploration ship slowly into the harbor.

"I haven't seen such a scene as today for decades. The last time was when His Excellency Kosander visited Mosesad when he succeeded as the Cardinal. That was more than 30 years ago. Do you still remember it, Norman?"

Sisram took out two cotton balls he had prepared earlier from his jacket pocket and stuffed one into each ear.

The ship slowly approached the port, and the Royal Navy began to line up in front of Gregory and Prince Andrew to prepare to fire a royal salute of welcome.

"I remember that Prince Andrew also came that time, but His Royal Highness was still a teenager at the time, and he had a runny nose in the morning because he fell off his horse."

Norman smiled and shook his head. He was only in his thirties at the time, in the prime of life. It was a bit sad to think about it.

"Well, looking at it this way, the ceremony isn't that grand.

Grand Duchess Yasmin is the ruler of Upper Kurt and has just married our Mosesad. She alone has to do all the superficial work properly.

Plus the Saint's Cult, by the way...some old friends from Victoria came to visit me recently, they said Ricky or something... Saint Baran? Is that true?"

“Although I don’t know how he got the title of Saint Barlan, it is indeed true.

And don't worry, I have confirmed with several nobles in Victoria that this is not self-proclaimed by Ricky, but recognized by the Holy See, so it will not cause any trouble to our investigation department."

General Norman quickly waved his hand to explain.

“Hey, five hundred years ago, the Saint’s sect called on all believers to judge witches. Five hundred years later, the Saint’s sect’s patron saint personally married the witch’s descendant.

Even drama stories don’t dare to be written like this.”

Xisram thought to himself... this is truly the great reconciliation of the century in the strict sense:

"With the addition of the battle heroes of the Shi Weitian team, the Navy Honor Guard welcomed three groups of distinguished guests at once, which saved Gregory a lot of trouble."

At this time, the "Dog Riding Rabbit" that Shi Weitian was on had already dropped anchor in the port. The navy on the dock had already prepared a royal ladder for disembarking. Violets symbolizing the Mosesad royal family were inserted on both sides of the ladder, and a red cashmere carpet was also laid on the ladder.

The old captain Peleus standing at the bow first saluted Gregory on the dock, then nodded and opened the hatch.

Prince Andrew, Sir Gregory, and Chief Secretary Sisram walked to the bottom of the ladder, waiting for the distinguished guests who had come from afar. According to royal etiquette, the first people to come to their minds should be Grand Duchess Yasmin and... Grand Duchess Consort Carol.

As a result, Yasmin came out with Millie Tang.

During the one month from Kurt to Mosesad, Yasmin's belly had grown a little rounder. The two of them did not wave goodbye and disembark with a reserved smile on their faces like other visiting heads of state. The sisters chatted as they disembarked, and would stop to whisper a few words while walking.

"Respected Prince Yasmin, the royal family of Moses Sad and the people of Moses Sad welcome you."

Yasmin could be casual, but Prince Andrew still said a few polite words and then came over to shake hands.

Following behind Yasmine and Millie Tang were Liu Yonglu and Carol.

If we were to ask who is the most well-behaved among these four people, it would definitely be Carol. He was born into a noble family, and Carol knew in his heart that when he got off the ship today, his uncle would definitely greet him in person at the dock. Carol did not dare to put on airs. He looked straight ahead and kept a fair distance with each step he took, appearing both sincere and polite.

"Carol, that's great. We have enough people here today."

Liu Yonglu was different. It was not that he didn't want to walk properly, but he was usually lazy. Even if he tried to walk, he still didn't look like a noble. It was as if there were bearings on his neck, and he was groping around left and right.

"Captain Ricky, thank you for your outstanding contribution to Moses Thad... and to this world."

After Prince Andrew settled Yasmin, he began to award honors to Liu Yonglu.

To be honest, the royal awarding ceremony is a very cumbersome process. According to previous rules, someone is required to recite Liu Yonglu's achievements, followed by the royal band playing music, the awardee taking an oath, and a series of other procedures.

But Gregory was more familiar with this guy, so he made a decision for Liu Yonglu and skipped all these procedures.

Liu Yonglu bent down like an Olympic champion and let Prince Andrew pin the medal on him.

The people who came to the dock to greet him today were all royal relatives of Mosesad, as well as new aristocratic businessmen. What's more, these people were no strangers to Liu Yonglu.

Many of the people there were regular customers of Tianying Restaurant and had membership cards. Liu Yonglu greeted each of them.

"Mr. Nicholas, are you doing well recently?"

As a close friend of Prince Andrew and a recent business celebrity of Moses Sader, Nicholas must attend such occasions.

Seeing that Liu Yonglu was safe and sound, the old friend nodded to him.

When Liu Yonglu and his companions got off the ship, several giant warships of the Holy Maiden Sect also entered the port. Prince Andrew brought Bishop Bernard of Mosessade to meet with Chief Judge Bill.

"May the mercy of the Saint shine upon the earth. Sir Bill, I have prepared a monastery in New Nurent for you and other clergymen who have returned from the holy war. You can rest for a few days..."

Bill bowed to Bishop Bernard and waved his hand:
"We won't stay in Mosesad any longer. We'll leave once we get the supplies."

"So anxious?"

"It was arranged by His Excellency Saint Baran."

Bishop Bernard turned his head and looked at Liu Yonglu who was greeting General Sisram at the time and nodded.

The patron saint's words must be effective. If he says you don't have to stay any longer, then so be it.

Actually, Liu Yonglu meant to let the people from the Saint's faction play in Moses Sad for a few days, but the Saint did not think so.

It took several months for nearly a thousand believers on six warships. Many of them had never been to sea before and contracted diseases at sea. It was not good for their health to delay the trip.

Furthermore, the saint's identity is rather sensitive, and she is afraid of complications. Victoria is her hometown, and the saint wants to go back and take a look as soon as possible.

These three factors combined together, and the Saint found Liu Yonglu to have a private chat a few days ago.

What he meant was that after escorting you back to Moses Sad, we should also hurry back as there are still a lot of things to do at the Holy See. Liu Yonglu also understood the Saint's feelings, and after calling Bill, he arranged the rest of the matters.

"Sir Saint Baran, then we will return to Victoria."

The little genius brother and sister also got off the warship at this time, and stood in front of Liu Yonglu, talking reluctantly.

"I've told you so many times, don't call me Saint Barlan, just Ricky, remember? And be careful when you take care of the old Saint, call her Castalana."

Liu Yonglu patted Haversian on the shoulder.

Roselis and Haverson have been with him for more than a year, and Liu Yonglu has a good impression of them. Except that they are a bit nagging sometimes, there is nothing to say about them in other aspects.

As the farewell was approaching at the dock, Liu Yonglu was reluctant to leave.

He walked over and hugged Haverson, then hugged Roselis.

Haverson was fine. Although his eyes were full of reluctance, the young man still trembled and controlled his emotions.

Roselis cried like a tearful person. After saying goodbye to Liu Yonglu, she said goodbye to Millie Tang, Marquette, Lin Brown and others in turn. Every time she hugged them, the tears that had just stopped would roll down again.

From the Continental Expo to the Lost Sea, from fighting against the "Green Decay" to a bloody battle with the "Source of No Source", the little genius brother and sister have long regarded Shiweitian as their home.

“Cut back, take good care of Castalana. She has suffered so much and deserves a few days of good life.

Please take good care of Kosander and Campion for me. With them around, there shouldn't be any major chaos in the Holy See.

Um... call me when you have time, I should still be in Moses Thad in the next few weeks anyway."

He and Millie Tang were planning to travel through time and space to find Millie Tang's mother. Liu Yonglu also told the little genius brother and sister about this matter very subtly.

The two knew that Saint Baran and Miss Millie Tang had their own plans, so they didn't say anything more.

Under the bright sunshine, the little genius brother and sister held Liu Yonglu's hands tightly, reluctant to leave.

"Hey, it's not like I won't be back. Don't you two believe in Saint Baran's abilities?"

Liu Yonglu felt a little sad. He had made up his mind that he would go to Victoria to see them again if he had the chance after finishing his household chores and his mother-in-law's affairs.

"By the way, Haverson, I have something for you."

Liu Yonglu slapped his head and remembered something. He took out a biscuit box from his bag and handed it to Haverson. The little genius brother opened it and saw a bunch of Cosmic brand cigarette cards inside.

"I've been collecting them for a while but I'm still a few short. Go back and find someone to exchange them with. If you have collected all the cards, I'll give you some money to buy some roast chicken for you two and Castalana."

After giving instructions to the little genius brother and sister, Liu Yonglu looked up at the ships high in the sky.

At this time, many believers were also crowded on the deck, saluting Saint Balaam, and a black-haired girl in a white robe stood at the bow.

She had fair skin and a thin figure. As if she felt Liu Yonglu's gaze, she waved at him.

(End of this chapter)