"Cough cough!" King Tchaka took a deep breath and coughed heavily to hide his embarrassment. There are tigresses in every family, and the king's family is no exception. Pregnant tigresses are not to be messed with specially.
"Later, I took the little guy home. The little guy froze in the snow for several hours that day, developed a high fever, and almost died..."
Eric shed a few tears at the right time, and his voice was choked up, as if he was extremely distressed by what happened to the little leopard.
"So, N'Jadaka told you about Wakanda?" the old black man of the frontier tribe asked, his tone was stern, unmoved by what happened to the little leopard.
Eric can understand. When Ulysses robbed Wakanda, he detonated several bombs on the border. Most of the people killed in Wakanda were from the frontier tribes.
"Of course not, Your Majesty, I beg your pardon for being rude!" Eric looked solemn and bowed deeply to King Tchaka, "The little guy lived with me for a few days, he was terminally ill and only had a diary with him. I wanted to find the little guy's family, so I flipped through his diary without permission. From there, I learned that on the wild Kenyan grasslands, that there is such a splendid civilization."
A royal guard stepped forward and handed over the notebook in Eric's hand to the king. The king turned over a few pages, recognized his brother's handwriting, and sighed deeply.
"The little guy was recuperating at my place, but a few days later, a bastard came! It's this guy!" Eric pointed at Ulysses who was thrown aside like garbage, as his expression turned extremely hateful, "This guy, Insane, when I was not at home, he actually broke in, trying to kill the little guy!"
"Fortunately, I forgot to bring a document, and I went home temporarily, and then I saved the little guy." Eric finally finished editing, and heaved a long sigh of relief, and the queen put down her gripping heart. "Your Majesty, the outside world is very dangerous. I don't know how many bastards like Ulysses are staring at the little guy, so I have no choice but to send him back to Wakanda. Please forgive me!"
"Viscount Eric Lehnsherr, I thank you on behalf of Wakanda!" The king stood up again and gave Eric a salute, "N'Jobu is my brother and the sinner of Wakanda..."
King Tchaka then told about how N'Jobu was an internal counselor and killed his own people. Except for the queen and the four tribal leaders who had known about this for a long time, everyone present was shocked. with the king.
The leader of the frontier tribe stood up, he walked to the little leopard and looked down at him, "Child, because of your father's betrayal, forty-seven people of the frontier tribe died, you must remember this number!" After speaking, he turned around and leave the palace.
King Tchaka breathed a sigh of relief,
The frontier tribe that suffered the most has decided not to pursue it. Then this matter should be over. He beckoned to the little leopard and said, "Child, come here, I'm your uncle, I'm sorry about your father, but you have to understand that he must be responsible for his crimes!"
The little leopard glanced at Eric, Eric gave him an encouraging nod, and the little leopard walked towards the king with a complicated expression.
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After the matter was finished, the banquet officially began. Several maids put plates on top of their heads to serve everyone with various delicacies, including fresh fruits, various dishes, as well as mellow and delicious wines.
Eric looked at the dishes on the table and the people around.
Wakanda attaches great importance to its traditional culture, and still inherited the habits of thousands of years ago.
Eric was watching the surrounding people grab all kinds of food and stuff them into their mouths. fruits, barbecued meats, etc.
Eric forced a smile, as he looked at them but he also understands their tradition, so after a while, he just whispered to a maid to get him some spoon and fork and tried some of the food from time to time which is actually not bad as he thought to which King T'Chaka gave him a thumbs up, with his mouth full of oil, as Eric just gave him a wry smile.
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After a while, they finished eating.
"Mr. Eric, thank you very much for everything you have done for Wakanda!" The king waved his hands to the the guards to leave, and let the four leaders and the queen also retreat.
Eric suddenly came to the spirit, and the business was finally coming.
"In order to express Wakanda's gratitude, I personally decide, how about sending you a flying machine? It's the one that brought you today!" The king patted Eric on the shoulder and said generously.
But Eric is not happy, what do you mean? Helping you so much, not even giving you some vibranium? Yes, that aircraft is indeed very advanced, and a lot of vibranium is used on it, but what's the use of him wanting that thing?
Take it out and fly? He dare not! to let Hydra or S.H.I.E.L.D. annoy the hell out him or just put it at home as a collection to collect dust?
Besides, He, The Dignified Magneto, would actually needs an aircraft to fly? what a joke.
"Your Majesty, you may not know much about me, as I said just now, I'm a good man! When I sent His Highness N'Jadaka back, I hoped that he could be taken care of like a family here, and Ulysses, because he deserved what he deserved, and he had to accept Wakanda's trial! I never thought of asking Wakanda for half a dime!"
King Tchaka gave Eric a deep look, feeling helpless, and sighed: "Okay, when you leave, I will authorize you to take a batch of Vibranium, as long as you can take it out yourself, it will be yours!."
'I can remove the whole piece of the Vibranium meteorite!' Eric almost blurted out, but fortunately, he endured it with his strong will.
"Your Majesty, do you really think I'm doing this for Vibranium?"
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