Already Beyond the Point of Having Everything in Hand (4,000 Words-Please Subscribe) (Continued)

The entire Kingdom of Aldikia was bustling with activity, and from the windows of the royal palace, the streets of the Veltres, were already filled with crowds preparing to celebrate.

Countless reporters blocked the entrance to Aldikia's palace, trying to rush in and report on this grand event that was off-limits to the public.

Today is not Aldikia's National Day, nor is it any day worth celebrating.

The reason for such a grand occasion is --!

At this moment, the Queen's palace was utterly desolate.

"Okay, darling, four years have passed, haven't you accepted this fact yet?"

Polifonia frowned, her small hand barely covering her red lips, watching her husband with amusement.

"But, but... I never imagined that La Folia would get engaged so soon! She's only 14 years old!"

The Viking giant wore a wronged expression, his large, fan-like hands clasped across his chest.

Today, unusually, he wasn't wearing his combat uniform, but instead a pure black suit, his muscular physique making the suit fit him tightly.

"Oh dear! Have you forgotten how old I was when we got married, darling?"

Polifonia's beautiful eyes darted around as she looked at her husband, who resembled a submissive wife, with amusement.

"Forehead--!"

The straightforward Viking man fell silent, for he truly had nothing to say on this matter.

It's worth noting that he was also engaged to Polifonia at the age of 16 and married her at the age of 18, all arranged by the Council of Elders.

So my daughter was only two years early, there's really nothing to criticize.

"And in these four years, you've seen William clearly. In every respect, he's the perfect match for La Fria."

Lucas fell silent once again.

Indeed, deep down he was quite satisfied with this son-in-law who had suddenly appeared four years ago.

Their formidable strength goes without saying; the royal family and Council of Elders of Aldikia were already aware of it.

The important thing is that William treats his most beloved daughter very well, and he doesn't disrespect his parents-in-law just because he's powerful. On the contrary, he treats them like real elders.

This is truly remarkable, considering that William's status in their country is equivalent to that of the True Ancestor.

He doesn't know about the other True Ancestor, but look at the First Progenitor— did he ever show respect to the parents of any of his mediums? Didn't he treat them all as servants?

Polifonia stood up from the dressing table, smoothed out the wrinkles in her clothes, walked to her husband's side, and reached out her slender hand to grab Lucas's ear.

"Alright, the engagement ceremony is about to begin."

"We're going to the banquet hall soon too."

--The banquet hall of the Aldikia Palace!

Now, in this banquet hall, you can see faces that you only see on the news.

Important figures such as envoys from various countries, political leaders, and financial tycoons all gathered here.

The guests were all chatting casually.

Of course, the most eye-catching figure was the handsome young man surrounded by a group of political figures.

The man appeared to be around twenty years old. He wore a very well-fitting and elegant pure white suit, had blond hair and blue eyes, and exuded an air of nobility in every gesture.

In fact, this man was indeed a nobleman.

Moreover, he was not an ordinary nobleman; he was a nobleman representing the "Domain of the War King" at this banquet.

He was Dimitrie Vatra, the duke of the "Principality of Aldia," who had a blood feud with Aldikia.

"Alright, everyone, it seems the King and Queen have something to discuss with me."

"Let's talk about the rest after we get engaged!"

A slight upward curve appeared on Vatra's handsome face, and the swaying red liquid in the glass seemed to further confirm his true identity.

"Yes, Lord Vatra!"

The one who answered was the king of a small country, but he dared not be presumptuous in front of Vatler and immediately stepped aside respectfully.

The people surrounding Vatra receded like a receding tide, and Vatra turned and stepped forward to meet them.

"I didn't expect it to be you, Duke Aldial, attending La Fria's engagement party."

"I thought it would be Speaker Alador who came in person!"

Polifonia nodded slightly in acknowledgment, then uttered this sarcastic remark with a smile.

"Well, it was indeed Alador who initially wanted to come in person."

"But in the end, I volunteered and managed to get this mission from the old man."

At this point, as if to retaliate against the earlier mockery, Vatra smiled and raised his glass to the king and queen.

"After all, I still need to understand my opponents for the next few decades."

This statement is undeniably provocative, but it's also undeniably problematic.

After all, Aldikia's son-in-law, or rather, his king, was always the main force against the Principality of Duke Aldial.

Or rather, the main force opposing him.

It's important to know that for the previous twenty years, Lucas and Polifonia were the main force against Vatra.

Perhaps now, in Vatra's eyes, La Fria and her husband are her successors.

"It seems you want to see my son-in-law's capabilities?"

Upon hearing Vatra's words, the Viking giant Lucas immediately wore a strange expression.

His long beard twitched, and then he burst into a deafening laugh, as if he had finally been unable to contain himself.

The surrounding guests were immediately drawn to the commotion and turned to look.

"Stop laughing, honey, that's very rude!"

Polifonia's face immediately turned cold, and she stopped her husband's rude behavior.

This is their daughter's engagement party, and her husband's actions could easily embarrass her.