Heir to the Kingdom of 1.4 billion people

Chapter 6 Delicious Red Fruit

"I only pray that your light may shine upon me and protect me as I pursue the path of strength that I long for."

In Xia Mingyu's impression, the relationship between the medieval lord and his servants or knights was actually a complementary one.

Knights and squires must be loyal to their lords and dedicate everything, even their lives, but at the same time, their lords are also obligated to protect and respect them.

If he really had a kingdom of 1.4 billion people backing him up, then facing Bourne who saved his life from the wolf's mouth, Xia Mingyu would definitely agree to the other party's request without hesitation.

But the problem is, he is now just a marginal person who has nothing but an identity that sounds scary!
He had no way of fulfilling Berg's demands, so naturally he shouldn't accept his loyalty.

Otherwise, when the truth is revealed, he might end up like the wolf, shot in the eye by an arrow from the enraged Berg and killed.

As time passed, the enthusiasm on Berg's face gradually froze.

He realized that something was wrong, so he looked for help to An Liya beside Xia Mingyu, hoping that this good sister who had watched him grow up could help him at this critical moment in his life.

In his opinion, his sister, who was as beautiful as the goddess of love, should have already established a harmonious relationship with this noble prince after spending three days together.

Therefore, offering some words of advice should still be within the tolerance range of His Highness.

Feeling Berg's "pitiful" gaze, Anlia couldn't bear it after all. She moved her lips and was about to speak, but Robert beside her held her shoulders tightly.

Anlia looked at her adoptive father in confusion. She knew how much he valued Berg and that he had been raising him as his own son.

In response, Robert just shook his head firmly.

Although he felt sorry for Berg, he had to use this precious only chance on "that thing".

Seeing this, the girl could only respond with a look that said "I can't help you".

Xia Mingyu, who was deep in thought with his head down, did not notice the eye contact between the three people.

After a long time, he finally spoke.

"Sorry, I need to think about this for a few more days." Xia Mingyu sighed, a hint of apology flashing in his dark eyes.

After thinking it over again and again, he decided to spend a few more days thinking. After all, what if he really had a golden finger?
As soon as these words came out, the enthusiasm on Berg's face was immediately covered by deep disappointment.

In his opinion, this was undoubtedly a euphemistic rejection in aristocratic language.

Even if I saved your life, would you, a noble man, not be willing to accept someone of humble origin like me as your attendant?
Berg suppressed his inner resentment and disappointment, stood up, bowed slightly, then turned and left with his head hung and shoulders drooped.

Anyone can see his loneliness from his back.

"Your Highness, I still need to take care of affairs in the village, so I will take my leave first."

After Berg left, Robert also chose to leave, leaving only Xia Mingyu and An Liya in the cabin.

"Miss Anlia, can you take me for a walk around the village?" Xia Mingyu said after thinking for a while.

In order to learn the language, he stayed in the wooden house for three days, and it was time to get some fresh air.

By the way, I'd like to find out more about this world. After all, no matter how much I hear, it's not as good as seeing it with my own eyes.

"My pleasure, Your Highness."

The blonde girl stood on tiptoe, holding up the hem of her linen tunic, and bowed slightly.

Although her clothes were simple and even patched, her graceful movements and delicate fair face made her look like Cinderella in the fairy tale.

It's a pity that Cinderella will eventually marry the prince, and he is just an ordinary one in 1.4 billion. A trace of regret flashed in Xia Mingyu's eyes.

It was afternoon at this moment. The sunlight shone through the sparse clouds, dappling on the winding dirt paths in the village, as if covering the land with a layer of gentle golden gauze.

After Xia Mingyu and An Liya walked along the dirt path for a while, they saw circles of emerald green fruit trees.

The attractive bright red fruits are like sparkling rubies dotted on the forest green branches and leaves, as beautiful as a delicate oil painting.

The air is filled with a rich and fresh fruity aroma, which makes people salivate.

At least Xia Mingyu's appetite had been aroused.

An Liya noticed this and said with a smile:
"Your Highness, would you like to try it?"

Xia Mingyu nodded heavily.

Hearing this, the girl walked briskly to the largest fruit tree in the orchard - a towering tree that was as thick as four or five people could hug and dozens of meters tall, and the fruits on it were the brightest red.

"Uncle Simp!"

Anlia waved and shouted at the middle-aged villager who was standing on a ladder picking fruit high up in the fruit tree.

Because she was trying too hard, her voice, which was as beautiful as a clear spring, was a little broken.

The villager who heard the sound looked down in confusion.

When he saw Anlia waving at him, he was smiling, but when he saw the young man next to the girl with a large string of white text on his head, his expression became terrified.

"Your Highness!"

Simp stumbled and almost fell off the ladder.

Fortunately, he grabbed it in time, otherwise he would have fallen to his death from such a high height.

However, it would be a small matter if he was thrown to death. It would be a huge sin if he polluted the eyes of that prince and caused the most beautiful flower in their village, Anlia, to be affected by his anger. He would never forgive himself even if he died.

Thinking of this, Simp climbed down the ladder as agile as a monkey climbing a tree.

"Greetings to you, Your Highness."

Simp crawled on the ground with his hands and knees, his voice trembling nervously as if squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Ur." Xia Mingyu said softly.

The word means "to stand up," while Kara means "to step down."

After getting permission, the villager stood up again, but still kept bending over.

"Uncle Simp, His Highness wants to taste the fruits from our orchard. Please give His Highness the sweetest fruits you picked today."

Anlia spoke softly, her voice as sweet as a silver bell was sweeter than the fruity fragrance in the air.

"Okay! It's our Fruit Basket Village's honor!"

Simp, who was originally extremely nervous, suddenly became excited. His face flushed as he put down the fruit basket full of fruits on his back, and then buried his head in the pile of fruits to search.

After a moment, he held up a fruit that was red to purple and had a skin as smooth as silk in both hands and handed it to Xia Mingyu.

(End of this chapter)