Chapter 285: Drum Peak

Chapter 285: Drum Peak

"Mr. Vic! It's like this. I have reported your help to us last time to our king. His Majesty the King wants to thank you in person. If Mr. Vic has time, you can go to the palace with me. I have been waiting here for this matter."

Dalton is an honest man. He doesn't like to beat around the bush and directly states his purpose.

Vic's mind moved. He came here just to find equipment. It was not safe to ask Dalton for help. If he went directly to the king of this country, wouldn't the chance of success be higher?

Moreover, the current king is Wapol's old father, a very good king. Vic believes that he will definitely agree to his request. This time he is not asking for no reason, and it is a loan that he has to pay back, so the success rate is close to 100%.

"Okay, I also have something to ask the king, let's go, don't waste time."

Vic, the scumbag, changed his target in an instant. Vic's straightforwardness almost gave Dalton a stitch in the side.

This was the most unlikely scenario Dalton could think of. Given the deep impression Dalton had of Vic at the time, a direct refusal by Vic was the most likely scenario.

All the persuasive words that Dalton could think of were blocked in his stomach. He thought of many scenarios in which Vic would refuse and many persuasive words. This was an experience he had never had before, and a lot of brain cells died.

"Uh! Let's go then!"

Dalton felt very uncomfortable, but business was more important, so he immediately asked someone to get a carriage.

The carriage was a real carriage, but the horse was not a real horse. The one pulling the carriage was actually a long-legged hippopotamus, the white long-legged hippopotamus that Wapol rode, and it ran quite fast.

Dalton and Vic rode in a carriage towards the Drum Kingdom, passing through villages, towns, forests and snowfields along the way. On the way, Dalton introduced Vic to the customs and habits of the Drum Kingdom, the unique animals and plants, and the customs and culture produced under the unique climate.

Vic knew a little about it from watching anime in his previous life, but it was very one-sided. This time he knew more. Although the Drum Kingdom is known as a medical power, its population is really pitifully small, with only about 50,000 people, and the villages are very sparse. No matter how much you say, it is still the environment that causes the problem. This island only exists in winter, and the products are destined not to be abundant.

"Mr. Vic, the palace is on top of Drum Peak. The only way to get there is by cable car. Uh... Mr. Vic's ability to fly is another matter. But there's the palace up there, so let's take the cable car up!"

Dalton pointed at the cable car and introduced it to Vic, saying that it was a specialty of Magnetic Drum Island. The palace was built on Magnetic Drum Peak and it was very safe, but it was troublesome to get in and out. It could be said that there were pros and cons.

"Let's go. It's better if I don't have to fly. I can also relax for once."

Vic didn't care about these small details, but this was a country, and it was very rude to fly directly to someone else's home without even saying hello. What's more, it was a country, so more attention should be paid to procedures. He came here to ask for help, and asking for help requires an attitude of asking for help.

I took the cable car with Dalton. There were several soldiers doing manual labor on the cable car. This cable car needs to be driven by manpower. Among them, two of them were soldiers who had witnessed Vic's powerful strength on the scene that day.

They looked at Vic with eyes full of awe. He easily killed a tough pirate with a soft hair. They couldn't figure out how he did it. Vic's methods were mysterious and powerful. They wanted to talk to him but didn't dare to. They could only pedal hard to operate the cable car's transmission device to head to the top of Drum Peak.

"Mr. Vick! I have just notified the palace's message room. Someone should be out to greet you now."

When the cable car was halfway there, Dalton said this to Vic, to show the king's importance to Vic.

"It's so cold, there's no need to make people wait outside. I'm not a VIP guest, so please be casual." Vic never liked this kind of formalism.

"It's okay. We are used to this kind of weather! And His Majesty said that you are a hero of our kingdom, and this is the treatment you deserve."

They can do without Vic, but they can't really have nothing. A country still needs to have the bearing of a country.

As the two were talking, the cable car arrived at the end of the cable, which was a space carved out in the mountain at the top of the peak.

There is no other way around this. It snows on Drum Island for ten months a year. If the terminal is built outside, the cable car will have to be dug in the snow frequently. It is still wise to build it in the mountain. I just don't know if it was designed when the imperial palace was built.

Vic and Dalton climbed the stairs leading to the top of the drum together. After Dalton pressed a switch, a passage hidden under the snow appeared, and light appeared in the passage.

Dalton paused for a moment as he walked out of the passage, which surprised Vic behind him. Could the person who came to greet him be the king? Vic thought to himself.

After Dalton made way for Vic at the door, he saw the person who came to greet him. He was a purple-haired boy who looked to be about ten years old. He was standing between the two of them, picking his nose with his fingers, with a nonchalant look on his face.

Vic was very familiar with the characters on both sides. They were Jace and Cromalimon from the Magnetic Drummers. One was dressed as a clown and carried a bow and arrow, and the other had an afro and wore boxing gloves. As for the boy in the middle, he was the future brainless King Wapol. The silliness on his face showed that he had been with Wapol since he was a child.

"Is this the hero my father asked me to welcome? There's nothing special about him except that he looks a bit ugly? Can he really beat pirates?"

Wapol's tone was full of disdain, and even his aesthetic taste was distorted. It seemed no surprise that he would make the decision to expel the doctor in the future.

"Jace, Cromalimon, I hope you won't take His Royal Highness the Prince around fooling around in the future. Now His Royal Highness can't even tell right from wrong. You have a big responsibility!"

Dalton said in a deep voice that Wapol was a prince and it was not easy for him to blame him, but the two guys who followed Wapol all day were definitely not innocent.

Wapol's worldview was basically shaped by these two people. Now Wapol said such words to Vic, he simply has no idea of ​​his own limitations!

With Vic's strength, he can easily destroy the entire royal family and the army, and he can also fly. If you offend Vic, if he flies up at night and kills Wapol directly, it will be impossible to defend against him.

"Dalton! Don't talk nonsense, or we will sue you for libel! We are assigned by His Majesty to protect His Royal Highness.

We are just followers. We have no say on where to go. If you question us, you are questioning your Majesty's decision. We can go to your Majesty and complain to you."

Jace said calmly, implying that he pushed all the responsibility onto Wapol. Wapol, a fool, didn't understand and was still looking smug, thinking that he was the leader and he was the prince, and everyone had to listen to him.