Chapter 452 The Most Powerful Heir

"We're here, we've reached the border of the empire."

The people on the battleship straightened up suddenly, with excitement shining on their faces.

Especially Pei Yu, he hasn't been back for more than 20 years. The bad things he encountered in the empire have been automatically beautified by him as time goes by. At this moment, he feels excited about returning home in glory.

He rubbed his hands, pressed his face against the wall of the observation deck, and blinked his peach blossom eyes excitedly looking out.

With the imperial royal emblem paving the way, the battleship smoothly entered the border star's defense circle, and three seconds later the battleship completed the docking with the planetary station.

"Welcome His Royal Highness the Third Prince back to the empire."

Abed, the first commander of the Border Army, led his trusted men, wearing uniforms exclusive to the Imperial Legion and the Border Army's emblem on their chests.

Dark green military uniform, black belt, and long combat boots.

They were all lined up straight with broad shoulders, narrow waists and long legs. Even though they were beautiful and ugly in appearance, they all had the same aura. They stood with their backs straight and shouted respectfully in the direction of the warship with great energy.

Zhang Xiaohui, a soldier who was operating the boarding procedure on the star station console, had his eyes shining and was extremely envious.

Why didn’t I realize before that the people under Commander Abed were so powerful and in such good shape?

Zhang Xiaohui pinched his limp arms and pursed his lips in frustration. He had been here for three months and had trained with the border troops, so why hadn't he grown any muscles?

"Zhang Xiaohui, what are you doing? His Royal Highness the Third Prince is coming down. Come out quickly so that we can show our faces in front of His Royal Highness the Third Prince." A slightly older man with a dark face standing behind him looked at the resolute and cheerful man and gave him a slap on the face, looking at him with a look of disappointment.

This kid usually looks quite smart, why is he so confused at this moment?

Zhang Xiaohui covered his head and turned to look at him aggrievedly, "Brother Yuan Zhao, what is His Royal Highness the Third Prince?"

Looking at his ignorant eyes, Yuan Zhao was stunned for a moment, then touched the tip of his nose and glanced away with a guilty look, "Didn't I tell you that the one sitting on that warship marked with the royal thorn rose is His Royal Highness the Third Prince of our empire?"

Zhang Xiaohui's eyes widened, and he held his head in his hands and shouted in anger, "Ah, you didn't say that. You didn't mention the Third Prince at all."

Seeing his indignant expression, Yuan Zhao frowned and gave him a look of disdain. "I didn't tell you, but you can guess for yourself who else is qualified to paint the imperial crest on a warship? Our emperor and the three princes are still in Saint Roya within the empire. Apart from His Royal Highness the Third Prince, no one else is living outside. And didn't you hear Commander Abed's roar of welcome to His Royal Highness the Third Prince just now?"

Zhang Xiaohui glanced away guiltily, not wanting to admit that he was dazzled by people. He only looked at whether their waists were straight, their legs were long, whether they had the aura, and whether their muscles were strong. He didn't listen to what they said at all. Moreover, he was wearing headphones on the control console and listening to the sound of the battleship docking.

So it’s not entirely his fault that he didn’t hear it.

Fortunately, Yuan Zhao didn't have time to talk nonsense with him at the moment. Seeing the hatch of the warship open, he quickly took a step with his long legs and walked towards the door.

Zhang Xiaohui followed suit, his head a bit clearer now. He followed suspiciously and asked, "Hey, that's not right, Brother Yuan Zhao! Didn't they say that the Third Prince was stranded on the Exile Planet? It was all over the empire. How come he's back? Could the people on this warship be fakes?"

"Also, I heard that the people of His Royal Highness the First and Second Princes have been trying to win over our Commander Abed these days, but I haven't seen the Commander treat those people well. So why is he so respectful to His Royal Highness the Third Prince and even comes out to greet him with such a grand ceremony? Logically, Commander Abed's rank as an admiral is enough to make him an equal to His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

Yuan Zhao in front of him paused and continued to mutter. Zhang Xiaohui, who felt that something was wrong, bumped into his strong and broad back.

The collision made Zhang Xiaohui's nose sore and tears almost fell.

Oh, why didn’t I realize that Brother Yuan Zhao’s back was so stiff, like a steel plate.

But Yuan Zhao suddenly turned around, his cheerful face and eyes became deep, and he looked at him meaningfully, "You know quite a lot, kid, you have the ability to be an intelligence officer."

You must know that although the men of the eldest prince and the second prince are stationed in the border army, their movements are not something that a small soldier who has not even been promoted to second lieutenant can detect.

Zhang Xiaohui's body stiffened and he smiled at him awkwardly.

Oh no, this has been leaked. Waaah, how can he explain this to his brother? They agreed to protect each other's little secret.

"Haha, haha, I just, I just accidentally heard it from the corner." He scratched his head, trying to laugh it off.

Yuan Zhao didn't know whether he believed it or not. He just glanced at him with a half-smile, then restored his usual cheerful smile. He stretched out his arm and pulled him aside, "Stand still. The Third Prince is here."

"Oh oh oh." Zhang Xiaohui wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then quickly tightened his abdomen and straightened his waist, standing like a standard poplar.

Although he did not develop the same solid and powerful muscles and enviable aura as Commander Abed in these three months, at least his military posture was quite standard and he could be used as a model for new recruits.

Zhang Xiaohui puffed out his chest, feeling very proud!

"Welcome His Royal Highness the Third Prince back to the empire."

There was another powerful roar, and Zhang Xiaohui quickly straightened his mind and joined in, raising his arms straight and powerfully, and striking a standard military posture.

Then he looked towards the battleship's hatch with wide eyes, and saw a long, straight leg in military boots stepping out from inside.

Then he walked out of the battleship. He also had broad shoulders, a narrow waist and long legs, but he was thinner than Commander Abed and the others, and more elegant and arrogant. He was wearing a gorgeous and capable aristocratic military uniform. The silver metal buckles with a cold luster went all the way to his neck, revealing only his sexy Adam's apple.

His every move and gesture revealed his excellent upbringing and aristocratic demeanor.

He snapped his slender fingers around his waist, and a gorgeous black dagger immediately appeared on his black military belt.

It was cold and sharp with a brilliant light, and at first glance it was an extremely expensive retro ornament that could only be owned by nobles above the rank of duke.

Looking up again, hiss——

Zhang Xiaohui couldn't help but take a breath. Silver hair and silver eyes, that was the blood inheritance of the imperial royal family, a symbol of the time power.

His Royal Highness the Third Prince disappeared for several months and returned again with the ability to awaken the time power that symbolizes the status of heir to the imperial family. Even someone as ignorant as Zhang Xiaohui understood what this meant.

His Royal Highness the Third Prince Offley Lancaster's return this time is not just a return, but a strong return.

The most powerful candidate for successor to the imperial royal family has emerged.

(End of this chapter)