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Chapter 1900  Tinky-Winky Jumps Over A Puddle

Landon didn't know whether to laugh or cry after waking up with naughty babies crawling over your face. It's miraculous to say that his 2 brats were almost 3 months old, yet they had already started crawling. This alone should tell anyone how intelligent and strong they were. Regular babies start crawling anytime between 6~12 months. But his babies were 2.7 months old and were already crawling and gripping things so tight, you would think they were gymnasts. They were freakishly strong, and had a grip force behind any normal baby's. "Okay, you tiny acrobats, time to disembark from the patriarch's face!"

You think he liked having their diapers on his nostrils? Say what you like, but Landon felt they did it on purpose. Just look at how they were squirming and giggling after succeeding in their diabolic plot? Tch. When their mother holds them, you don't see them farting, pooping, peeing, or burping. But when they were with him, it was a whole other matter on its own. Godric Barn and Wilfred Barn. Godric was the quiet one, always looking out for his twin brother, while Wilfred was the troublemaker. The 2 squirmed in resistance after Landon scooped them up with both hands, already fighting for their lives when seeing where Landon was taking them to. No! No! They don't want any bloody naps! They want to watch Teletubbies! They want to watch Bob the Builder or even Postman Pat! Landon found it amusing when seeing how much effort they placed in escaping from their prison cells. Their faces also looked pale, as if napping was the worst thing anyone could make them do in this life. Fine! He gave up. Rather than placing them in their crib, he placed them in a massive enclosed space he was sure they wouldn't be able to escape from. It was a quite a large enclosed space with no sharp toys at sight. Everything was soft and plushy, except for the thin mat that cloaked the floors within the enclosed space. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

carpet surface. Taking a remote, Landon lazily turned on the TV. And soon. [Tinky-Winky, saw a puddle.]

[Tinky-Winky, jumped over the puddle.]

[Dispy, Laa-Laa, and Po are happy for Tinky-Winky and get in line to jump over the puddle too.]

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What the hell was so mesmerizing about this that made Godric and Wilfred so excited? Just look at how big their eyes have widened from excitement. Sure enough, the world of kids is a retarded one. Picking up his room phone, Landon quickly sent for someone to come over and babysit the brats. Looking at the time, Landon unhurriedly headed towards his audience hall. If he recalled accurately, he had rescheduled a meeting with some snobbish rulers who acted quite bravely in his own territory. Truth be told, he had no inkling to meet with them. However, there was a notorious man among them who kept pioneering the entire resistance among the bunch. He was the quietest person in the hall, yet he had more calculations in mine than anyone else. "Salutations, your Majesty." "Ah, your Majesty! Wishing you the grandest of days!" "Your Majesty! Long may your days be long."

Everyone Landon passed greeted him with a bubbly smile mixed with awe and excitement. Understand that the Baymardian Royal Palace was extremely grand with over 30,000 workers on rotation.

It was like an entire company on its own, having gardeners, cooks, staff clinic, pond cleaners, animal feeders for ducks and other small animals they left to wander around certain areas. Understand that Gardeners, who tend to the roses were again different from those who know the lawn and ensure the grass is kept prim and proper. There were stable boys to take care of the Royal horses. There were drivers, butlers and maids who ensured every place was spotless. Of course, the majority of staff here were Guards. At any given time, you can expect to find at least 10000 guards on a single shift. The Salaries of these people were paid from Tax Payers money, as they seem to be in the same standing as Soldiers, police officers and so on. Everyone understood that a strong palace meant the Empire is strong. Should any invader take over the Palace, it automatically meant that the entire Baymard, including the territories outside the Capital, belonged to the Enemy, at least until Baymard's forces successfully drove the enemies out. No questions asked, everyone felt more money should be given to the palace at all times. What's more, the palace treasury has some government funds that were seen as Relief money in case of natural or man-made disasters. It's true that the bank has a lot of money transferred from the palace's treasury to the bank's vault. But sometimes, treasures don't come in the form of coins, but rubies, paintings, sculptures and whatnot. All coinage was sent to the bank, but anything else was appraised and safely kept in the palace's treasury. Even Lucy's wedding gown was stored in a glass display for future generations to marvel over. Probably 1000 years later, who knows how much the world would reappraise and price it at? . Bottom line, the entire palace was quite a large place to work in. Sometimes, people don't see his Majesty for months, and some haven't even seen his Majesty since last year. For some, it has been almost 3 years since they ran into his Majesty while in the Palace. Who knows what shift you will be one when his Majesty passes by? Additionally, can you actually guarantee that his Majesty will actually pass by here? "Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!" Many smiled while bowing in wait for Landon to pass. Hold on, did his Majesty just wave/nod at them? (+0+)

So cool!!!!

Leaving the building he was in, Landon calmly stepped into one of the golf carts parked on the side with his name on it.

Soon, he reached the side door of the building that had the audience hall in it, and unhurriedly threw the keys to one of the guards who caught it with an unbelievable face. Ah! "I-I'm holding the keys his Majesty has personally touched… then-then-then doesn't it mean that his Majesty and I have indirectly shook hands?" (Q0Q)

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