Chapter 218 Two kings, back and back (two in one chapter)
Chapter 218 Two kings, backhand and backhand (two chapters in one, please subscribe~please vote~)
Summer palace, bedroom.
George VI was half leaning on the bed, his face was pale, and the bandage covering his abdomen showed a pool of dark red. The royal doctor in the corridor whispered something to Most Modeus George.
Finally, the doctor shook his head.
The young man Most Modeus George's eyes immediately turned red.
As the only son of George VI, Most was not raised as a true heir because George VI admitted that he was lucky enough to get the throne.
According to ability and character, this throne should belong to one of Gerald Modeus George, Mosalik Modeus George or Ronald Modeus George.
George VI didn't just say it.
But, this is really the plan.
As a result, the Tesi royal family gained an unprecedented unity.
Gerald, Mosalik, and Ronald are all expressing themselves, both because of their character and because of the throne. They are all working hard - at least, they think so.
In fact?
That's how George VI smiled.
However, everything changed when Mosalik was unexpectedly killed in battle.
well!
King George VI sighed and picked up the information on the side with difficulty.
The information was from a day ago and was only delivered to him now.
No doubt some people are impatient!
King George VI glanced at his silly son standing in the corridor, feeling guilty in his heart - in order to stabilize the throne, he had used his son more than once, and now?
Finally no more.
But, it also made his son more dangerous.
Because Most was his son, the son of George VI, and the most legitimate heir to Tesine.
Even if he moves Most away from the center of royal power, these things will not change.
"Most?"
shouted George VI in a weak voice.
It's not pretending, it's real.
Of course, the dagger could not have caused such a serious injury, but the poison on the dagger might have been—that poison was specially prepared by him, not only to make his death reasonable, but also as part of the plan.
"Father!"
The young man walked in quickly, leaned down, and looked at his father with concern.
The sincerity on his face and the emotion in his eyes made George VI feel guilty again.
Most did not receive training from the so-called royal family. Instead, he studied painting, sculpture and other arts with his support. Of course, mystical knowledge was also required.
baptism?
It must be a part of it.
With the convenience of the 'Fairy Lake' and the 'Dragon Island', the prince successfully completed three baptisms, stepped into the first level, and became a 'Dragon Blood Warrior'.
It can be regarded as a certain degree of self-protection.
But, it's not enough.
King George VI was thinking, but with his pale face, such thinking was mistaken by the young man as being in a trance.
Suddenly, the young man felt a pain in his heart.
He never imagined that his father would look like this when he saw him again.
"Father, it's okay. The doctor said you will recover soon!"
The young man comforted his father.
"Ha, that doctor must be a quack."
"I'm not as fragile as you think, I'm just worried..."
"you!"
King George VI forced himself to sit up.
Most immediately helped him.
"Tesin's balance has been broken. You can't stay here anymore - Gerald doesn't want you to stay here. Ronald will hate you for staying here. If you continue to stay here, you will only encounter accidents.
."
"so……"
"Let's go to the north."
King George VI lowered his voice and said.
"What?!"
The young man looked shocked and looked at his father in disbelief.
Uncle Ronald, every time he saw him, the viciousness in his eyes really made him uncomfortable.
But Uncle Gerald?
That is an upright man!
That is a man with a real sense of honor!
"Gerald's moral character is unquestionable, but Gerald is not alone - he has his own men and his own staff, and he needs to make plans for these people."
"Moreover, people will change when they face certain things!"
"What's more, there is Ronald!"
"He will force Gerald to change!"
As George VI spoke, he grabbed his son's hand and put a small note covertly into the young man's hand.
"remember!"
"From now on! From now on!"
"They are no longer your uncles. Your only uncle is Scrooge!"
"You go to the North immediately, and I will ask Hist to escort you there!"
"remember!"
"When you see that old bear, you don't need to say anything. Kneel down and call your uncle. If he doesn't agree, kowtow, eat until your head is bleeding, or drink until you pass out. Until he admits that you are his nephew!"
King George VI grabbed his son's hand and said sternly.
It wasn't until the young man nodded that King George VI let go of his hand.
"Go, get ready!"
"Histor will be looking for you soon!"
King George VI's voice became weaker and weaker.
The young man stood there and didn't want to leave, but when George VI stared, the young man lowered his head and left.
"Hist."
The next moment the young man left, George VI shouted softly.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
A middle-aged man wearing leather armor and carrying three swords, one long, two short, came out.
The other party came out of the shadows, and the whole process was silent.
Even George VI, who had been witnessing the entire process, would subconsciously ignore this ordinary-looking man.
But this man is one of the four third-level 'professionals' of the Tesine royal family, the palace knight Hist.
King George VI couldn't help but sigh when he looked at this palace knight who had been so loyal and trained hyenas and vultures for him.
"What did Ronald promise you?"
asked King George VI.
"Fiefdom, Grand Dukedom, Right of Self-Government."
Hist said calmly.
The court knight did not expect to be able to hide his secret from George VI.
In other words, as a palace knight, he is the one who knows George VI best.
The scheming was so terrifying that it made him shudder.
Therefore, if George VI were alive, he would never betray.
Even if George VI was about to die, he would not break out.
"I will send Most safely to the north, in my name!"
Heist said solemnly.
"Um!"
King George VI nodded, but the next moment his eyes shone with a brilliant light.
The light instantly enveloped Hist.
Hist instinctively wanted to struggle, but the next moment he stopped moving.
King George VI coughed twice, looked down at the blood in his palms, and couldn't help but frown - he had prepared the poison himself, and it was more powerful than he imagined.
Time... is running out!
Thinking of this, King George VI sped up his speech——
"You are Hist, the most trusted person of George VI, the elder who watched Most grow up, and the most loyal knight. When George VI died, you pretended to agree to Ronald's request.
In fact, you are escorting Most, who has always been regarded as your nephew, to the north. Your greatest wish in this life is to see Most get married and have children, and for this you will do whatever it takes."
"I am Hist, the person whom George VI trusts most, and the elder who watched Most grow up..."
Hist repeated dully.
When the retelling was finished, the light in George VI's eyes disappeared.
The palace knight was stunned for a moment and came to his senses. Looking at George VI whose face was as white as a piece of paper, he immediately knelt down on one knee.
"Your Majesty, I will send His Highness to the North and protect him for the rest of his life, in the name of 'Knight'!"
After saying that, Heist made a fist with his right hand and lightly punched his chest.
"Go for it!"
George VI struggled to force a smile on his face.
"My lord, please retire."
Hist's eyes were filled with tears and he retreated into the shadows.
King George VI looked at the shadow that began to blur and eventually completely disappeared from his field of vision, but sighed again.
Such secret skills are not without price.
Even if he made many arrangements, he would still have to lose two eyes.
Originally, it was just in case, to take some money from Ronald or his two remaining brothers.
However, to protect Most...
That’s fine!
With Hist's protection, he no longer has to worry about Most's safety after arriving in the north.
George VI, who had lost his eyes, was half leaning on the bed, waiting for the last moment of his life.
Tap tap tap!
Familiar footsteps.
"Gerald?"
George VI asked in a weak voice.
"It's me, Your Majesty."
Prince Gerald stood upright in front of the hospital bed, looking guilty.
He believed that he had violated his duty as a soldier and had lost his honor as a soldier.
He agreed to the request of his subordinates.
At first he refused, but Ronald pressed too hard. If he didn't fight back, he would leave the Tesin stage forever.
"Most, I asked Hist to be sent to the north. He will not be an obstacle to you."
"I, I..."
Prince Gerald was completely speechless. He didn't even know what expression to use to face his brother.
"No need to feel guilty!"
"I'm lucky to get the throne!"
"It is only natural that you should get the throne, because your honor and the quality of keeping your promises will make Tesin prosperous - I can't see you ascending the throne and becoming king, so I will give you the gift first."
King George VI fumbled and handed over what was under the pillow.
Prince Gerald quickly took it.
It's a list and a contract.
The list is a list of hyenas and vultures.
The contract is a contract with the 'Keeper of Secrets'.
After seeing clearly what was in his hand, Prince Gerald couldn't bear it anymore. His Royal Highness, who had always been a soldier, knelt down on one knee and cried bitterly.
"Don't cry! Don't cry!"
"Leave quickly!"
"Ronald should be here soon!"
"I'll wait for him here!"
Gerald gritted his teeth and said.
"You want to fight in front of me, a dying person? Do you want me to die without being able to rest in peace? Let's go!"
King George VI wanted to wave.
However, my weak body at this moment cannot even do such a movement.
Prince Gerald left.
But he didn't go far.
Just as George VI guessed, Prince Gerald stood in the corridor and looked at Ronald who appeared at the end of the corridor. The prince squinted and held back.
Ronald glanced at Prince Gerald in surprise, and then shook his head.
Mosalik is dead.
Hist surrendered to him.
He also controls Tessin's secret army.
And the opponent is only a ‘marshal’ in name only!
Especially, the person he really cares about is about to die!
Destiny is his!
How could he lose!
Ronald passed Gerald and walked into the ward.
Gerald clenched his fists, but ultimately did not swing them out.
"His Majesty!"
Ronald saluted respectfully.
Then, without waiting for George VI to speak, the prince continued.
"I've finally waited for this day!"
"after all……"
"I still win!"
After saying this, the prince couldn't help laughing.
"Your ambition will drag the entire Tesine into the abyss!"
King George VI said this.
"No!"
"My ambition will make this aging kingdom rejuvenate - so, Your Majesty, please hand over the contract between the royal family and the 'Keeper of Secrets'!"
The prince raised his voice.
"contract?"
"I'm burned."
King George VI laughed playfully in a weak voice, as if he had returned to the time when he was feeding fish by the lake in his summer palace.
"you?!"
The prince narrowed his eyes and his eyes became cold.
But then it disappeared.
Not only was he concerned about his reputation, but also because of the murderous intention behind him - Gerald stared at Ronald. The prince, who was a soldier, swore that if Ronald dared to do anything extraordinary at this time,
He would definitely kill the opponent regardless of his actions.
"take it easy!"
"I was just kidding!"
"Your Majesty, you still look very good. I guess... you can live for a day or two?"
"I look forward to you seeing the sunrise tomorrow morning!"
Ronald first waved his hand at Gerald, then turned around and said viciously.
"Ronald!"
Gerald roared and grabbed Ronald by the collar.
However, Ronald didn't care at all and allowed Gerald to lift him up. Instead, the prince looked at Gerald's arms - which seemed to be...
contract?
Damn Woodrow!
Do you want to cause trouble for me even if you die?
Ronald said with a smile.
"Calm down! Calm down!"
"Your Majesty is not dead yet!"
"Are you going to be so rude?"
Gerald let go of his hands, Ronald stood up again, the prince patted his clothes, turned around and left.
Hey, a stubborn guy who doesn’t know how to adapt, so what if there is a contract between the Tesine royal family and the ‘Keeper of Secrets’?
They won't really help you.
When I truly defeat you, everything will still be mine.
Thinking of this, Ronald walked faster.
As for losing to Gerald?
He never thought that someone as smart as himself would lose to a reckless man.
Ronald is gone.
Gerald also left at the signal of King George VI.
George VI was the only one left in the room.
At least, that's what it seems on the surface.
A man dressed as a waiter quietly approached the room without entering the room. He just stood outside the door and listened -
"The world is too miserable."
"Next life..."
"I will never come."
The voice of King George VI talking to himself was heard by this man without missing a word.
The other party raised his hand to record.
Then, leave.
Ten minutes later, the real waiter returned.
He gently opened the door and saw George VI lying flat on the hospital bed, with his eyes closed and the quilt rolled aside.
Immediately, the waiter would cover George VI with the quilt again.
However, the other party suddenly realized something was wrong.
The other party tremblingly raised his hand and placed it under George VI's nose.
Slightly cool.
No breath.
The waiter trembled.
The next moment——
Boom! Boom!
The death knell of the summer palace echoed endlessly.
"His Majesty!"
The waiters and servants of the summer palace knelt down and wept bitterly.
Most, who had just left the summer palace, turned his head, unable to hide his grief, and tears flowed out again.
"Father!"
"Your Highness, we have to speed up!"
"Ronald's people are already targeting us!"
The palace knight Hist shook the blood on his dagger and whispered.
"Okay, Northland?"
"Uncle Scrooge?"
After the young man got on his horse, he whispered to himself in a trance.
Snap!
The whip whipped.
The two riders moved forward quickly, leaving Bode and heading straight to the north.
…
Fabol, Sai Palace.
Fabol VII, who had just turned 30, was sitting in the throne, looking at the luxurious party in front of him.
The dignitaries and dignitaries of Fabol in Sac all appeared in their best attire.
Pieces of well-made food were served.
Glasses of old wine were placed aside.
The party hasn't started yet.
This is the warm-up before the party.
The young man is looking for the girl in his heart and preparing for the first dance.
The middle-aged man picked up his wine glass and chatted with people of the same identity about recent events.
Elderly people sit in special seats belonging to their age.
Chatting, but not chatting.
People who seem to be random are actually very distinct.
Everyone was talking quietly in their own circle.
No boundaries were crossed.
Not even able to talk.
Maybe there will be such an opportunity after the party is about to end, but definitely not now.
Fabol VII raised his finger, and the palace officer Bolti immediately brought the king a drink - a mixture of fruit juice and wine. The alcohol content was quite low and could be called fruit juice.
It is well known that Fabol VII did not like alcoholic drinks.
But Fabol's court was very fond of wine.
As a king, Fabol VII did not change this due to his own preferences.
At least……
That's so on the surface.
"Start from small aspects, little by little, accumulate enough support, and then... the final word!"
Fabol VII held the wine glass and glanced at a corner of the crowd without trace.
There were more than a dozen people sitting there.
Different from the people attending the party, these dozen or so people were far superior to the others present in both clothing and demeanor, and were almost on par with those around Fabol VII.
The two face each other far away, like rocks.
The rest are like water.
The water flow is fast, but the rocks are as solid as gold.
"Tulip Family!"
Fabol VII controlled himself not to frown.
But someone in the Rose family behind him frowned.
Because, Dirkmo, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, was not only late, but also nodded to the people of the Tulip family after walking in.
"Dilkemo?"
Several young people from each family frowned slightly.
A middle-aged man even stood up.
Dirkmo noticed the changes here, nodded slightly apologetically to the Tulip family, and walked straight towards the location of Fabol VII.
"His Majesty!"
Dirkmo bowed and saluted.
"Sit down."
Faber VII said calmly - he knew the aliens 'born' in this family, but some things were unexpected, such as the changes in the opponent's bloodline and his potential.
Although he added fuel to the flames, he did not expect the outcome.
The king even suspected that George VI was digging a hole for him.
But there is no evidence!
Moreover, King George VI also gave him corresponding help afterwards.
This allowed him to suppress his doubts.
"I wonder, is King George VI dead?"
When he thought about the possible death of his collaborator, Fabol VII did not feel any sadness, only joy.
Because, as long as the other party dies.
No one will ever know those things.
He was looking forward to it very much.
Suddenly, the king's mood improved a lot, and he smiled when he looked at Dirkmo.
Seeing Fabol VII's smile, Dirkmo hesitated and said this -
"Your Majesty, I have the girl I like."
"I hope you can be my witness."
"Anthracene? Who is it?"
Fabol VII asked in surprise.
The people around the Rose family were also surprised.
"It's Margaret Mag."
Mag, this family name is familiar to everyone present.
Even famous.
Because Margot represents the tulip family.
And Margaret Margot?
She is also the only daughter of Grand Duke Tulip.
"Dilkemo!"
Everyone in the Rose family stood up and roared.
They felt betrayed.
They were extremely angry.
Dirkmo lowered his head and said nothing - the head of the 'Knights of the Rose' has been in turmoil and has been having a hard time recently. It is obvious that he has always acted according to orders and has never made any mistakes, but
Why is it despised?
he was thinking.
Finally, he thought of the answer.
Power!
Real power!
He has no real power!
He relies on the so-called 'family' for everything, but what does this so-called family give him?
There was nothing. He grew up eating black bread and couldn't fit in at all.
Since this one doesn't fit in, replace it with another one.
It just so happens that Fabol has two big families.
Not the Rose family.
That……
What about the tulip family?
This is what Dirkmer thought and did.
The process was even smoother.
The Grand Duke Tulip promised to marry his only daughter to him.
As for what you will endure?
Dirkmo has already thought about it.
Anyway, he had suffered like this before, so he might as well find an opportunity to fight back.
Thinking of this, Dirkmo raised his head.
He looked squarely at the Rose family.
It was only when he saw Fabol VII that he felt a little guilty - because Fabol VII was the only person in the entire Rose family who had helped him several times.
But then, the head of the 'Rose Knights' gritted his teeth.
"Your Majesty, please do it."
"oh?"
"It's Margaret!"
Fabol VII looked at the Tulip family with surprise, but he did not look at the Tulip Grand Duke. Instead, he searched for the lady, but found nothing.
"Where's Margaret?"
the king asked.
Dirkmo immediately turned around to look for it.
The Tulip Duke also looked around.
But no!
There was no trace of the Grand Duke's daughter in the entire Sai Palace.
The guards were dispatched to look for the daughter of the Grand Duke, while the surrounding guests were whispering and looking at the head of the 'Rose Knights' with sarcasm and ridicule in their eyes.
Although no conclusion has been drawn yet, the disappearance of the Grand Duke's daughter is enough to explain the problem.
Dirkmo's face was extremely expressionless.
There is also the Tulip Duke, whose face is equally ugly.
On the contrary, the people of the Rose family were smiling again, especially Fabol VII, who once again took the wine glass from the palace official Bolti with a bright smile and cast an appreciative look.
Well done, Polti.
Sac, Pier.
On a merchant ship bound for Lidar, Margaret Mager, who was disguised, looked back and forgot the direction of the Sai Palace, with a hint of apology in her eyes. This lady was carrying a box containing about 5 million gold tickets.
He said softly: "I'm sorry, father, I don't want to be a victim of your political marriage. I hope to pursue a rich life that I like. I only took away the money in your small coffers, but the benefits the family gives you should also be enough."
You have taken care of yourself."
"Goodbye, my cold-blooded father."
Woo!
The whistle sounded and the lady walked into the first class cabin.
She is ready to pursue her own life.
Three days later——
The lady looked at the Bear Castle in front of her and was stunned.
"Why not Lidar?"
"I obviously bought the ferry ticket to Lidar!"
The lady frowned slightly.
She recalled the whole process and quickly found the key point - Fabol VII!
This king she should call her cousin!
It should be the other party’s fault!
"No wonder I was able to escape so smoothly."
Margaret Mag was muttering to herself. Just as she was thinking about the next step, a conversation came to her ears——
"Do you know?"
"The Grand Duke's nephew, His Highness Goethe Wein has already won ten battles out of ten. Maybe he can really win every battle!"
"It's possible!"
"But it's so hard!"
"Even though His Highness is very strong and has defeated many strong men in the north, the strong men from Tesin and Fabol will arrive soon. After all, this His Highness has used his own Svetla leader.
As a bet!"
"I heard that His Highness has arrived at Bear Castle to worship his ancestors. Maybe we will be able to see one or two battles between His Highness and powerful men from other countries in the near future!"
"I hope His Highness can win! You must know that it was His Highness who stopped the 'Rose Knights' before!"
"Yes! I hope your highness can win!"
The sound of conversation gradually faded away.
Margaret Margue, on the other hand, held her chin with one hand and thought about the key words.
Goethe Wein.
Ten battles and ten wins.
Svetlana collar.
Stopped the 'Knights of the Rose'.
Involuntarily, the lady gave up the idea of transferring to Lidar.
The Bear Castle in front of her was obviously more attractive to her now.
She suddenly wanted to meet the Grand Duke's nephew named 'Goethe Wein'.
Of course not now.
Nor is it the identity of Margaret Margot.
But a challenger!
She wanted to try out the qualities of the grand duke's nephew.
Then?
Of course it’s a big business deal!
Since her cousin sent her to Bear Castle, how could she not repay him in return?
She doesn't like being plotted against!
But someone has already plotted against her, so she...
You need to let the other person know what it means to feel pain!
