Chapter 120 The Emperor Who Betrayed The Emperor (3/4)
Even Ian was stunned for a moment by his teacher's words.
"The prince... assassinated the emperor?"
The boy couldn't understand the message he heard: "He thinks his father has lived too long and can't wait to be the emperor?"
"Or is it that Inaga II wants to depose the crown prince and make other princes the heir apparent?"
Although there are many princes who rebelled against the emperor in history, some failed and some succeeded, but in general, the number of normal successions is more.
Because the knight of Inaga II is his teacher, Ian tentatively assumes that the other party is not the real tyrant Black King, which can probably rule out the fact that the prince cannot stand that his father is too cruel and he turns to his own father for the sake of the common people.
The possibility of launching a gorgeous rebellion.
Overall, this is not normal.
"neither."
Hilliard also showed an extremely strange expression. He raised his head, stared at the dark sky and heavy rain outside the cave, and murmured: "From the beginning, I was betrayed by my old friend and stained with the ashes of the Ice Prison. And when
I held on and defeated all the enemies, and when I arrived at the palace... everything was over."
"I asked several 'friends' from back then, and before they died, they all said with certainty that the emperor's mind had been swallowed up by the terrifying monster from the labyrinth, and he became a monster against humanity... They got the names of the queen and the prince.
Support, then you dare to make a coup."
"The nobles and officials who participated in the coup accounted for more than 70% of the entire imperial court. Some of them looked on with cold eyes. Only one out of ten actually supported His Majesty... It is no wonder that the Crown Prince and the Queen dared to act."
"It's profit."
When Hilliard shook his head in confusion, Ian interrupted abruptly.
He narrowed his eyes and thought seriously: "Let's not talk about the nobles for the moment. The empire's court consists of civilian officials selected from many academies. There are not many reasons for them to participate in the coup, especially when the emperor is the one who promoted them to officials.
, even more so.”
"Only profit."
The boy recalled the key words in his memory. He thought of the 'popularization of culture' that the old knight had said when chatting with him. He couldn't help but become more sure of his guess: "The emperor must have done something that offended the interests of almost all privileged classes."
It was a major event, so it resulted in the rebellion and separation of the people."
"The diffusion of knowledge...maybe that's the big thing."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Smiling softly, and then laughing, Hilliard was unaware of the wound on his abdomen, and smiled sadly: "That's it? Of course it's more than that... Haha, Ian, let me tell you, we did it back then
What."
The old man straightened his spine and looked at the young man. Even though his body was thin and old, his aura was like a mountain: "Profits? Who touches whose interests?"
"We build water conservancy and dig canals; we destroy nests and clean up monsters."
"We build fortresses to resist foreign enemies; we build colleges and universities to popularize knowledge."
"Ian, we have reduced agricultural taxes, abolished countless heavy taxes and heavy labor, and also outlawed slavery. Do you know that there were tens of millions of slaves in the empire sixty years ago? Do you know that the empire sixty years ago
, the land is full of people dying of hunger, husbands selling their wives and children, and mothers dismembering their bodies to cook food?”
Ian opened his eyes wide and looked at his teacher, while the old man stared at the child in front of him, his eyes seemed to spread to a long time ago, and there seemed to be a blazing fire burning in his eyes.
"What did we do?"
The old knight clenched his fists and stated, but there was unconcealable anger in his tone: "We fought against natural disasters, we rescued famines, we resisted the eager foreign enemies, and we revived the entire empire!"
"Everyone can have enough to eat and everyone can live with dignity!"
"Tell me, whose interests have we offended? Whose?!"
"One is superior to another."
But Ian answered calmly, his tone was cold, as if he was not indignant at all and unwilling to accept anything Hilliard said: "For the vested interests, the privileged class, the nobility, the slave owners,
of the knowledge monopolist.”
"Teacher, you have violated the interests of the rich, the interests of most college officials, the interests of land annexers and those who respect themselves as bandits."
The boy chuckled softly: "I see, I understand why the prince and queen would be afraid to betray their father and husband."
"Because he has also offended the interests of his most noble nobles, the most powerful people, the biggest vested interests, the privileged and the monopolies."
"He violated the interests of the idol in his seat, the man named 'Emperor'."
Hilliard looked at his apprentice and disciples blankly, as if he really knew him for the first time.
He stared at this small body, as if some huge deep shadow was emerging from that body.
"You are calmer than me...much calmer."
As he murmured, the knight's voice became lower, but his spirits improved a lot.
He smiled bitterly: "Yes. He said the same thing back then."
"But I never understood."
"In short." The old man raised his head and stared at the dark cave wall above his head: "The Dark Moon turmoil stopped everything."
"His Majesty has also become a black king, a black tyrant. All the achievements he has created have been plundered and cut off. All mistakes are the actions of the tyrant, and all benefits are the new emperor, the 'keeper of the soil' Ak
Serge's achievements.
"What a boring reincarnation."
Ian also sighed, and he said to himself in a daze: "It's really troublesome to change such a world. It will probably take a long, long time, or even a lifetime."
"If I can become stronger, maybe I can relax a little and save some time to study."
Hilliard looked at Ian in confusion.
He wondered: "You want to change the world?"
Ian hummed softly. He looked at Hilliard's wound and made sure it didn't burst due to the teacher's previous excitement. Then he nodded: "Otherwise? What else can I do?"
His words were so natural, just like the natural movement of heaven and earth, like the sun rising in the east until it sets in the west at night.
This attitude was so calm that many of the words the old knight originally wanted to admonish could not be uttered.
In the end, he just let out a long sigh in the darkness, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Let's go, teacher."
After making sure that all the wounds on Hilliard's body had been treated and started to heal, Ian wiped the sweat from his forehead. He helped the old knight up and whispered: "It's time for us to 'hide'."
"Go to the top of the Caotan Cliff. It is obscured by clouds and mist, and there is interference from the psychic field. No matter how powerful the patrol knight is, there is 'absolutely no chance' of finding us."
"Yeah." The old man stood up with the help of his students.
After walking out of the cave, the two faced the heavy rain and walked towards the dark cliff top.
On the other side, a figure lost his right arm and staggered, but always listened to the sound. He was stunned for a short time and then took steps again.
"The situation is a bit bad..."
As he led Hilliard to the top of the cliff step by step, Ian's heart fell towards the bottom step by step.
The old knight's body has deteriorated to a state of disrepair. It can almost be said that with every step he takes, the old man is getting older.
His breathing became more and more rapid, as frail as a real old man in his seventies, and he even coughed a few times when being beaten by wind and rain.
For the Terran people, if this kind of wind and rain can make them feel uncomfortable... in a sense, it is a precursor to death.
"Would you like some more medicine?"
With so many thoughts running through his mind, Ian could only say the simplest words of concern in the end, and the old man smiled and shook his head, saying no.
Arriving at the side of a large protruding rock on the top of the cliff, where he could take shelter from the wind and rain for a while, Ian placed Hilliard here and then began to make his own preparations.
"I'll continue to treat the wound."
At the same time, he was telling Hilliard misleading lies, and Hilliard also followed Ian's words, and from time to time he made a real low groan, as if the wound was really touched.
And just when the old knight's 'wounds' were almost taken care of.
On the sloping cliff path, another person who had taken care of his wounds was slowly climbing to the top.