Chapter 416 415. Dear Your Majesty Dewek, this is Solon
Fight
On top of the city wall, Zenil looked toward the royal capital, Rodmir, and stood there for a long time, silent.
Leticia, the scribe who had lost her virginity to Zenil in countless rumors, no longer wore casual clothes, and put on silver-white armor together with Zenil.
Following the sound of her footsteps, Zenil rubbed his eyebrows and turned his head: "Sent out?"
"I believe they have all received it at this moment." Leticia said respectfully.
After hesitating for a moment, she spoke again: "Your Majesty..."
"It's Your Highness."
"I think there is no difference. The moment we made the decision, you have become the natural king of Solon in our minds."
Zenil patted Leticia, who was half-kneeling, and motioned for her to stand up.
Walking on the city wall that was slightly damaged after a small-scale war, stepping on blood-stained wall bricks and broken weapons, Zenil always used his tall figure to protect Leticia from the wind and snow.
"Your tone seems a little pessimistic."
Leticia was startled, and then said apologetically: "Perhaps it's because I always deal with documents and take care of the territory for His Majesty. Being at the back, I always look at some things too rationally. For adventures that should be exchanged for honor with blood and life.
Actions cannot help but be measured and judged materially."
"It's very interesting. Let me tell you what you think."
Several consuls who had followed Zenil since the establishment of the Storm Territory joined the team, following closely behind the two men. They remained silent and listened quietly.
"We can't be sure that they will make the decision as expected. Once..." Leticia paused after speaking, glanced at Zenil, and then observed the expression of the consul behind her, and continued, "There is a gamble.
ingredients.”
Zenil was very calm: "It is indeed a bet, but at least it is not without reason. It is a bet towards despair."
Touching the pitted wall tiles, he said: "If you want to gain, you have to pay a price. Risks are always there. There is no 100% successful option. If there is, then I am definitely not the only one who chooses this path."
A consul gritted his teeth and said: "If things don't go as expected, we have prepared ships. Your Majesty only needs to go to sea to plot..."
"Don't go to sea." Zenil's voice was calm, but his tone was unquestionable, "The so-called planning for the future is just an illusion to comfort oneself. If you lose land and resources, you will also lose the population. Without the population, there will be no fault tolerance.
There is no room for maneuver, and thus... no winning points."
The consuls knelt down and planned to remonstrate, but they heard the sound of Xenir's spear sinking into the wall.
The messenger who came quickly after being searched saw this scene and was frightened to death. Fortunately, Leticia came back to her senses and woke up the messenger with her voice.
"Letter from the capital."
After hearing these words, everyone's eyes were fixed on the messenger. He was already sweating profusely, and white smoke billowed from his head.
"The messenger in the city told me that the other party said..." The messenger swallowed, "Cherish the atmosphere provided by the peace celebration."
The words with unclear meaning made everyone stunned. Zenil was the first to react. He gently moved the spear that was embedded in the wall, and listened to the "rustling" sound of the rock being moved, and smiled.
Leticia said ecstatically: "Your Majesty...they..."
"I said they have no reason to refuse."
Everyone who follows Zenil knows how difficult it is to achieve what they want to achieve, and now that they hear that the most difficult obstacle has been overcome, everyone is happy.
Although the road ahead is still full of difficulties, from now on, they have hope of winning in every remaining step.
The arrival of another messenger made the consuls frown. She vaguely remembered that this messenger was heading to the northern part of Solon, which had become no man's land. They had previously wondered why Leticia, who was in charge of the information channel, wanted to
Send people to that desolate place filled with bones.
"Your Highness... We did meet the person you mentioned in the North. The rumor is true, and the other person rejected your proposal and said..."
"Go on."
"He will carry out his own will and do what he wants to do. If he is your enemy, then meet him on the battlefield."
The consuls clenched their fists. They wanted to scold this arrogant person, but found that they did not even know the other person's name.
"In that case, let him go..." Zenil's eyes were deep and the corners of his mouth were smiling, "My good sister is secretly encroaching on the surrounding areas, and it seems that she is not willing to defend the city in the coming chaos... all the time
He hated politics, but he actually changed and wanted to make changes."
Zenil murmured, "Your Majesty the Pope, can the stability and tranquility you expect really be maintained... Under the magic tide, those unwilling fires have been ignited. Once they see the flames, the moths will fight regardless of their own safety.
Pounce... If you can't stop it, no one can stop it."
"This is the general trend of the times. Pope Laurent sees it more clearly than you..."
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If Zenil left the last trace of dignity for his father Dewek, it must be that he did not choose to launch an attack on the day of the [Day of Liberation] peace celebration, allowing Solon, who was one of the four major powers, to perfectly pull off the celebration.
Open the curtain.
But the tenderness stopped there.
After learning the news, Dwek, who was furious, smashed the jade bowl he was holding in his hand. He angrily rebuked Zenil for his rebellious and unethical behavior, and even accused him of what he had done in the past in front of the ministers.
All the "positive examples" he presented were described as "moves to win people's hearts." Several ministers and nobles who had close contacts with Zenier were immediately imprisoned and deprived of their titles.
After criticizing his ambitious eldest son in all aspects and defining what he did as "rebellion", Dewek, who had the legitimacy of imperial power, decided to find the remaining three countries to gain a position before ordering the dispatch of troops to quell the rebellion.
support on.
Dwek did not take the rebellion launched by his prestigious eldest son seriously at all. Whether he was training him or Tanya, they were all preparing for the arrival of the magic wave.
Under the tide of magic, the power structure was turbulent and people's minds changed. In order to allow Solon to survive, Dewek had just given them territory and let them manage it to make multiple preparations.
He had long imagined the scene of children who were too young but were dazzled by power and raised weapons against him.
Quite a funny scene, isn't it?
How can a young bird fight against a huge adult bird that has already honed its beak, wings, and sharp claws to the extreme?
Dwek didn't feel sad that he was about to kill his closest relatives. He had too many children, and his family ties were already somewhat weak.
Dwek was just helpless that the best card in his hand actually launched a worthless war at the wrong time. Xenir should have continued to work diligently to consolidate his rights amid the tide of magic.
As for the throne...maybe it will be his one day.
But before Dewek said anything, whoever touches it will die!
Antonio of the Theocracy, Noel of Sligo, and Ravenis of Codzon were invited. Dwek announced straight to the point that he would send troops to suppress the rebellion, and hoped that all three countries would conquer the enemy at this moment.
Neil identifies it as "Solon's Rebellion".
Noel's hand fumbled around on the small silence, and his arm finally received a firm slap. This crisp sound interrupted Dwek's long speech.
Dwek didn't care about Noel's actions. He was used to it. Ever since he was labeled as a maid who had molested, the voices criticizing his personal ethics had been endless and extremely harsh.
When he walked around Noel's maid in public, the people below would say: "Look, I just said that thing was true, and now they are avoiding suspicion."
He tried to treat the group of maids as if nothing had happened, but someone immediately said, "I knew that was true. Look at how enthusiastic he treats other people's maids. Sure enough, Noel's collection is more fragrant."
The word "change" directly lowered Dweck's image to Noel's level, as if the two people were exactly the same in their debauchery.
Dwek ignored the commotion on Noel's side and looked at Antonio intently - the Theocracy's attitude was particularly important.
Everyone in the Guanghui Academy who arrived together looked at each other, and finally, Antonio cleared his throat.
“In view of the great significance of the [Day of Liberation] peace celebration to the various tribes of Mela, and the sudden civil war in the Solon Empire, it is impossible to continue the celebration, so we decided to move the celebration to the ancient city [Fagutar], which is in need of renovation.
It will continue to be held to remember the deep suffering that the second disaster brought to Mela, to pay tribute to the heroes, and to celebrate the hard-won peace."
When this very polite official speech ended, Dewek was stunned for a few seconds. The consuls accompanying Solon had already sensed the abnormality, but no one dared to say anything.
Antonio looked around: "I wonder, what do Codzon and Sligo think?"
Noel, who hugged Little Jiji's waist and kept rubbing her, took the time to say: "I support it... stop moving, let me smell it."
Ravenis tried hard to maintain a nonchalant look and ignored the message from the other end: "I support it."
Since he had gained a certain reputation during the war and had contributed a lot, Lu Yu also got the opportunity to listen. He smiled and appreciated the changing expressions on Dewek's face, feeling inexplicably happy.
"Dear Majesty Dewek, this is the Solonian Civil War." He repeated Antonio's words in a joking tone, causing Dewek himself to cast two sharp glances at him, but soon, he again
Look at Antonio.
"What do you mean!" Dewek asked suppressing his anger, "Civil war? This is a premeditated and shameful rebellion. It happened on the second day of the peace celebration. It is a desecration of the heroes who died in countless wars.
, is a naked contempt for all the Mela tribes!"
Dwek tried to put a bigger hat on Zenil to arouse the indignation of everyone present, but unexpectedly, no one responded. They still sat calmly, watching him without saying a word.
A word.
After confirming that Dewek did not intend to add anything, Antonio said calmly: "I deeply regret this. In order to allow all races to deal with this matter without prejudice, and in order for His Majesty Dewek to do his best to suppress the rebellion,
That's all we can do."
"I need to emphasize again that since the rebel is the Storm Prince, your eldest prince, this is indeed a civil war."
Facing this group of people who had already heard the news, Dweck kicked over the tea table next to them after they left.
Not long ago, the Theocracy was clearly supporting itself. He even hoped that Noel would put down his "hatred" by transferring part of his business profits.
"Why... why did you change your position!" Dwek gritted his teeth.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to be angry. Even if the three major powers do not support your blockade of the rebel leader Zenil, relying on Solon's current strength, the rebels still have no chance of winning."
"Yes, the influence has just left, and the relations between all ethnic groups are harmonious. They will not intervene in the war. In this war without interference from outsiders, Solon has the advantage."
After the consul's persuasion, Dewek felt that there was no need to be so excited. He calmed down and ordered: "Go and confirm the thoughts of the other tribes."
The positions of all ethnic groups are surprisingly consistent.
All kinds of sea monsters said that as long as the war is not led to the sea, they are happy to eat small dried fish and watch.
Most of the orcs asked about the size and expected end time. They were very worried that the trade road would be blocked after the arrival of spring.
The half-dragon remained as cold as frost, and even breathed fire at Solon's messenger.
The summarized information can basically be described as: "You can fight however you like, and whoever wins will be the one to decide."
Dewek no longer waited, he mobilized the rested legion, and at the same time sent out one team after another of black owls.
In order to prevent the truth from being revealed, Dewek did not choose to let the black owl assassinate Zenil's base. He wanted to crush his stupid son head-on, so that everyone would be ready to move, thinking that the arrival of the magic wave would be enough.
Those who reach out to touch the imperial power see clearly the consequences of being his enemy!
Dewek did not forget the good daughter who secretly annexed two city-states. He stood in front of the sand table, looked at the Green Shade Leader, and sneered again and again.
"You have used your good reputation to gather a group of low-level bugs to work for you, but what can they do?"
"Raising livestock for you, sweeping your yard, cultivating the land for you... Yes, this group of despicable low-class people are always comfortable doing these things... But what about other than that?"
Dwek pushed a group of black owls towards the green shade collar: "How can you resist this absolute power?"
"Are these idiots who are moved by you and willing to trade their flesh and blood for your survival?"
"Even if there are hundreds of them, even if they raise weapons, so what? Can they harm the black owl at all?"
Dewek commanded in a deep voice: "Eradicate all of Tanya's governors, and leave none of the magicians she gathered. I want her to watch the destruction of everything she manages intact, and then bring her back... Solon is still
We need her to continue her excellent bloodline."
After confirming the order, the black owl left silently. In their dictionary, safeguarding the survival of Solon is the first priority. If the prince or princess blocks it, there will only be one end.