Heir to the Kingdom of 1.4 billion people

Chapter 89: New Members of the Hall (First Look)
Castle hall.

what? !

The moment he heard the name of the ring from Rosa, even though Xia Mingyu had tried his best to control his facial muscles and remain calm, he still couldn't help showing a hint of shock.

Because in a fantasy world with a medieval background, hearing the words "spark" is too incredible!

Is this really a coincidence?

Are there other time travelers?

Xia Mingyu was in a state of confusion for a moment.

Rosa, who had been observing the subtle changes in his expression, smiled slightly, then bowed slightly and turned to leave.

She knew that she had finally found the person her husband had been looking for.

Afterwards, the lords of the southern border said goodbye and went back to personally lead their men to intercept the messenger from the Night Shadow Territory, while Karen went without stopping to summon the army and prepare food and wages.

If we say we will arrive in three days, then we only have one day to prepare and we have to set off immediately the next day.

After hearing that Lord Black Wolf was about to launch a war of honor against Lord Night Shadow, Berg was ecstatic. He ran to Xia Mingyu, knelt on one knee, and almost broke the floor with his banging, begging Xia Mingyu to agree to let him join the war.

At first, Xia Mingyu was wondering where the hatred between them came from. It was not until Berg gritted his teeth and said that Victor was the lord who even taxed breathing that Xia Mingyu agreed readily.

Even slave owners would not do such anthropomorphic behavior as taxing breathing.

It’s better to hang his head on the city wall as soon as possible!

After that, it was the same as usual, with my knees resting on my head, feeding him, reading, and playing with Loli, and the day passed like this.
In the evening, the night falls and the stars pour down.

Lying on the soft silk bed, Xia Mingyu quickly fell asleep.

Spark Hall.

On the towering crystal dome, the artillery fire never stops, but the soldiers will not stop advancing.

On the bronze-paved ground, twelve pitch-black prisms shot up into the sky, torches burning brightly.

"This kid really has the same aspirations as us."

"Hergex, are you questioning His Highness's choice?"

"Tamerlan, I'm not questioning His Highness. You know I've always worshipped His Highness as a god. Do you think he's the same as us?"

"Well, I don't think so either, but I learned from your teachings last time that I shouldn't judge people by appearance, just like I did to you back then."

As soon as Xia Mingyu arrived in this magnificent hall, he saw Tamerlan and Hegex whispering with their backs to him.

From what they said, it seemed that there was a new member in the temple.

Thinking of this, Xia Mingyu couldn't help but feel a little happy.

After all, the two people he called earlier gave him a big surprise.

Although he was a slave, he was gifted with extraordinary talent. He had achieved the Morning Star level at the age of twenty-one. Now he had even achieved the Crescent Moon level and awakened the heaven-defying gift of Thirteen Nirvanas.

Not to mention one, the grandson of the Pope, who was born with gifts and achieved the Crescent Moon level at a young age. It's so terrifying!
Xia Mingyu suspected that even looking at the whole world, Tamerlan was one of the most talented, and God seemed to love him like his own son.

"What kind of person could the third person be? A prince, a knight, a magician, or maybe not a human, but an elf or an orc." Xia Mingyu said as he imagined the other party's identity.

"I am back."

"Good evening, Your Highness!"

The moment they heard the voice, Tamerlan and Hegex immediately turned around and knelt on one knee towards Xia Mingyu at the same time.

After the two tall men knelt on the ground, Xia Mingyu finally saw the true face of the man behind them—a dwarf beggar with an extremely short stature and a face full of fear.

He was wearing a tattered linen shirt, the fabric had long since faded, and the cuffs and trouser legs were worn and torn, revealing his skinny, black wrists and ankles that seemed as if they would break at the slightest touch.

His hair was messy and stuck to his forehead, his face was covered in dirt, and his original appearance was almost unrecognizable. He also exuded a strong stench, as if he had never taken a bath.

The stench made Xia Mingyu cover his nose.

"One hundred and fourteen billion!?"

The moment the beggar saw the words above Xia Mingyu's head, he screamed as if his worldview had collapsed.

Hua Hua Hua.

I was inexplicably pulled into such a magnificent hall, with a terrifying war projection overhead and was surrounded and stared at by a giant and a knight.

Now he had seen a prince who was so noble that it was beyond imagination. Under the intense mental pressure and shock, the beggar collapsed directly to the ground and almost fainted.

Seeing this, Xia Mingyu silently snapped his fingers.

In an instant, the stench in the air disappeared, and the beggar's body was cleansed of all stains, revealing his true appearance - a red-haired boy who was only eight or nine years old.

"Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you. Eat something and relax." Xia Mingyu walked to the boy who was frightened and stunned, touched his red hair, and said softly.

A moment later, the cold bronze table was filled with steaming delicacies - braised pork buns, fried prawns, Beijing roast duck, sweet and sour fish.
These were all created by Xia Mingyu in the Spark Hall based on the flavors in his memory.

"It's delicious, it's worth dying for!"

The red-haired boy sat on the second copper chair on the right, holding two roujiamo in one hand and wolfing down the delicacies on the table with the other.

He had no manners at all when eating, and to be more precise, he seemed like a starving beast.

Tamerlan and Hegex were much more elegant. They took the chopsticks handed to them by Xia Mingyu. Their super high body coordination allowed them to learn how to use them in just a few seconds. They picked up the food carefully and started eating.

"What's your name?"

After the boy finished a whole table of delicious food and was still touching his bulging belly with an unsatisfied look, Xia Mingyu asked softly.

Because he was afraid of scaring the boy, Xia Mingyu even forced a gentle smile on his face.

"Your Highness, thank you for the delicious food you gave me. I have never eaten such delicious food, nor have I ever been so full!"

The boy quickly jumped off the chair, knelt on the ground, then used his knees as feet to walk in front of Xia Mingyu, looking at him with longing on his face.

His Royal Highness the Prince was so kind. Not only did he give him a bath, he also treated him to such precious delicacies, allowing him to realize his life dream - to feel full.

"My name is Brown Nose," the boy said awkwardly.

As soon as these words were spoken, a smile suddenly appeared on Tamerlan's handsome face, and even Hercules, who was always serious, raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

In the culture of this world, "brown nose" is a joke, which means to mock a person who is too flattering and fawning in order to please others, and keeps lowering his head, causing his nose to be covered with dust and turn brown.

In simple terms, a person who says his name is a flatterer. "Why is it called this name?" Xia Mingyu touched the boy's head and asked with some curiosity.

It feels pretty good, at least not like Hercules' hair that pricks his hands like steel needles.

"Not long after I was born, my parents starved to death before they could even give me a name. I survived by begging food from neighbors and passersby. My peers started calling me Brown Nose, and that's how I got my name."

The boy said timidly.

The top of my head feels so warm. I wish I could always be touched on the head by this prince.

The smiles on Tamerlan and Heigex's faces suddenly froze.

Xia Mingyu also fell into deep thought after hearing this.

It was the first time for him to come into contact with the poorest people in the world, and he was even a child.

Theoretically, as a slave, Hercules was lower than a pauper, but it depends on what kind of slave he was. Even a slave owner would take good care of a genius like Hercules and let him eat and drink well.

"Your Highness, please accept me as your servant. I promise to do whatever you ask me to do, as long as you let me stay in this big house and stay by your side."

The boy said with a pleading look on his face. He lowered his head and wanted to kiss the tip of Xia Mingyu's shoe, but was lifted up from the ground by Xia Mingyu.

"Child, this is not reality, but my dream. When you wake up, you will return to your original place. Even the delicious food you just ate will no longer exist, and hunger will still accompany you." Xia Mingyu explained patiently.

"Ah, as expected, such a beautiful dream is indeed a dream. How can a dirty and ugly person like me be worthy of being touched by a noble person like you."

Upon hearing this, the boy's new dream was instantly shattered. He lowered his head dejectedly, his eyes reddened, and he sobbed softly.

Looking at his tearful eyes, Xia Mingyu felt really at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Spark, what I want is a companion who can change the world with me. Are you treating this place as a nursery?
Xia Mingyu complained helplessly in his heart.

"Hu." Taking a deep breath, Xia Mingyu suppressed all the irritability and resentment in his heart.

How can we sweep the world without sweeping a house?

If he ignored the crying boy in front of him, how could he stick to his original intention and help people all over the world live like human beings in the future?
"Child, although I cannot change your miserable reality, I can give you knowledge so that you can gain the power to change reality with your own hands." Xia Mingyu said slowly.

Then he looked at Hegemony beside him.

"Hagrid, can you teach him how to be a fighter?" Xia Mingyu asked.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. Even as a fighter apprentice, he would need to fight with all his strength for hundreds of times and suffer countless wounds. It's simply impossible for him to do that with his physical fitness." Hegemony shook his head.

Xia Mingyu could only look to Tamerlan for help.

"Your Highness, breathing techniques are crucial in a knight's training. I can teach him the breathing techniques I practiced, which may help him become a knight's apprentice." Tamerlan said with a smile.

"Thamerlan, please teach him in one night."

"Yes, Your Highness, I obey your command. I happen to have a gift for teaching others."

Xia Mingyu was shocked.

Besides the gift of identifying lies, this guy actually has another gift?!
Afterwards, Tamerlan took the confused Brown Nose to the open space nearby to teach him breathing techniques, while Xia Mingyu and Hercules continued to sit at the long table and read books.

"Brown Nose, normally you need to face the sun to practice this breathing method, but there is no sun here. Just meditate in your mind first."

Tamerlan's teaching voice reached Xia Mingyu's ears while he was reading a book. He supported his chin and snapped his fingers.

The next moment, the crystal dome of the hall disappeared, replaced by a blue sky and a dazzling sun.

Tamerlan: “???”

boy:"?!"

"What a shocking power!" Tamerlan looked at Xia Mingyu's back with great admiration.

The boy next to him also looked at Xia Mingyu with great longing.

His Royal Highness is amazing! Could he be the god that the priest talked about, the one who brings light?

After a moment, the master and disciple came to their senses and looked at each other, and inexplicably felt a bit more affection and tacit understanding between them.

Hercules, who was sitting at the long table, reacted calmly. He had already deified His Highness in his heart. In his opinion, no matter how great the things His Highness did were, it was normal. After all, His Highness could even reverse his own death.

After a whole night, when the prisms of the temple gradually became transparent, Tamerlan finally taught Brown Nose his "Son of the Sun Breathing Method".

"You have great talent, you must practice hard." Tamerlan touched the boy's head gently and praised him.

But I am so bad at heart. I have never taught such a stupid student.

"Yeah!" The boy nodded vigorously, then trotted towards Xia Mingyu.

"Your Highness, thank you."

Before he could finish his words, his body turned into a ball of fire and completely dissipated.

wake up.

Blade City.

slums.

Brown Nose slowly woke up from his sleep. He looked around at the dilapidated thatch and garbage on the ground, and recalled the magnificent palace before. For a moment, he felt as if he was in another world.

"It's a dream, it's so real," Brown Nose muttered to himself, and then he noticed something unusual on his body.

His stomach was very full and there was no dirt on his body, but his clothes were still tattered. His memory of the breathing method was very clear and he could remember every detail.

"That's great! It wasn't a dream. That prince must have been kidding me!"

Brown Nose breathed a long sigh of relief, and an unprecedented bright smile appeared on his tender and thin face.

"Oh, it's time to pick up the trash. If you don't go now, you'll be late!"

Thinking back to his work, Brown Nose quickly got up from the hay and ran outside in a panic.

His job was to pick up garbage or obstacles on the carriage roads in the city during the day to prevent the carriages from overturning or offending the masters.

If he picked up all the trash every day, he would get a fist-sized piece of black bread, which was his daily ration.

He cherishes this job very much. For some reason, no adult comes to compete with him for it.

(End of this chapter)