When Theodore entered the hall, the white eagle that delivered the message had just flown out of the hall, and Samuel Osvid was talking to David Kevin and the little lion class who were called in temporarily in the afternoon, with serious expressions on their faces.
"Is your majesty busy? If you are, I can go out and wait. State affairs are more important. This is just a small matter." Theo was dressed in rags, but he performed royal etiquette, which was quite sad. This person is good in everything, but he likes to be too modest. When he is too modest, his words reveal a sense of irony.
No matter what, he is the king of a city-state. When he left the Golden Lion Kingdom, he brought with him a guard of more than a hundred people. Now there are only a few left. Most of them have been captured by the sand ghosts. The country is on the verge of collapse. If this is called a small matter, then nothing can be called a big deal.
If there was really no hurry, there would be no way he would have skipped the laundry service and gotten straight to the point.
Samuel Osvid waved his hand and said, "Trivia."
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