Fabol's new court official could feel the anger of His Majesty the King.
After all, a brand new fleet was destroyed by a sudden storm before it had truly "left the Port of Marne", which no one could bear.
If it were normal times, Hu Dier would definitely comfort him carefully.
Then?
Naturally, it was a few slanderous words quietly.
Make a political opponent miserable.
But this time it's different.
His nephew Xia Qi was on board.
As a group of people fell into the sea and disappeared, Xia Qi who was able to come back alive became a bit conspicuous, even if Xia Qi brought back the flagship - this is a meritorious service to a certain extent. After all, being able to survive such a big storm
They also brought back the flagship, and Xia Qi and the other sixty-six people could really make up for it.
But Mond Dot is dead.
The confidant that Fabol VII secretly cultivated died.
This turns merit into sin.
Hudir rubbed his temples, thinking about how to save his nephew's life.
After much thought, there is no good solution.
Finally, Hudir gritted his teeth.
He was going to take the risk.
He wanted to find a scapegoat for his nephew.
The candidate is not yet known.
That's what happens after that.
Now?
Naturally, when entering the Dan Palace, one must first bear the wrath of His Majesty.
Just as Hudir expected.
Fabol VII was furious.
In front of him, several vases were smashed, and one of them hit his head.
The blood on Hudir's forehead suddenly gushed out.
But the new palace official not only did not dare to activate the magic, he also did not dare to wipe it at this time.
After ten full minutes, Fabol VII stopped.
It's not that the anger has subsided.
Instead, the entire house was smashed.
Only the bare walls remain.
Even the tapestry was torn to pieces.
"Waste! They are all waste!"
Fabol VII roared angrily.
The young king naturally had reasons to be angry. He endured a lot of pain and humiliation, and finally got over it. However, he was not happy for a few days. Half of the wealth he had quietly accumulated over the years was lost, especially the few generals he valued.
He was buried in the belly of a fish, how could he not be angry?
Mond Dot?
No!
Although the other party is from the Rose family.
Although the other person is someone he carefully cultivated.
But the other party is just there to hide from others.
The real meaning of the opponent's existence is to serve as a 'springboard' for the generals he values!
In this young king's 'playbook', the arrogant and ignorant Mond Dot will definitely anger those outstanding generals. When they can't bear it anymore, these generals will definitely choose to resist and cause huge disasters.
At that time, he was the wise and powerful man who chose to appear on the scene - to kill Mond Dot. Not only would he gain the loyalty of those young generals, but he would also accept Mond Dot's property and enrich his own private life.
Library.
Totally a win-win!
Otherwise, how could he choose an arrogant and ignorant person like Mond Dot?
Do you really think they are blood relatives of the Rose family?
joke.
Are there not enough traitors in the Rose family?
I didn’t say it before.
Hotemas alone is enough.
Even if 'the other party is not voluntary', it is not that important in the face of the facts - at least, this reminded Fabol VII that the 'Rose Family' was too conspicuous at certain times.
So, he made another choice.
only……
It’s over!
It's all over!
A storm destroyed everything!
Rumble!
The anger made Faber VII's breathing sound like thunder, and a pair of golden-red vertical boys loomed behind the young king.
Hudir's whole body was shaking.
It was a tremor from the soul.
That is the pressure of superior creatures.
thump!
The new palace official did not hold on, but fell to his knees directly.
This time, it's not a disguise.
But he was really suppressed by Long Wei.
Under that substantial dragon power, Hu Dier's body that had just knelt down was like a toad, clinging to the floor as if it was about to be crushed.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
A trembling voice sounded from outside the palace.
A palace guard knelt on his knees with his head lowered, not daring to look directly at everything in the palace.
"explain!"
Fabol VII said in a deep voice.
"Major Xaki asks to see you."
The palace guard replied immediately.
Xia Qi, although he does not have a specific position in the Fabol fleet, he does have a military rank.
Faber VII naturally remembered Sharqi.
Not only because the other party is from the 'Holy Grail Family', but also because the other party is one of the sixty-six lucky ones.
The other party wants to see you?
Fabol VII was stunned.
It seemed very surprising.
However, I didn’t think too much about it.
"Let him in."
Fabol VII said, and at the same time, he restrained his power.
Ten seconds later, Xia Qi walked in quickly. After seeing his uncle with a bloody head and bleeding, he immediately showed concern and even took the initiative to bend down and help Hu Dier.
Hu Dier grabbed his nephew, his eyes full of questions.
He didn't understand why his nephew appeared.
Just leave this place to him.
Once something goes wrong, it would be really unthinkable.
You know, Fabol VII was not a kind king.
After lightly patting the back of his uncle's hand, Xia Qi bowed and saluted Faber VII——
"I have seen it, Your Majesty."
As he said that, Xia Qi, who was bending down to salute, suddenly knelt down on one knee.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me for my sins!"
From the time Xia Qi appeared, Fabol VII had been watching this young man.
Every word, every move, every move is under the watchful eye of Faber VII.
He is a person who cares about his family.
Fabol VII was sure of this.
He thought he couldn't get it wrong.
Then the other party's appearance...
Is it because of Hudir?
Are you worried that I will convict Hudir?
Faber VII was thinking in his heart and asked.
"What are you guilty of?"
"I concealed the truth about the fleet's destruction!"
As soon as Xia Qi finished speaking, Hu Dier panicked and wanted to defend his nephew, but Long Wei came again.
Like the power of God.
Like hell.
Sharqi and Hudir were crushed together in front of Fabol VII.
Hu Dier tried to force himself to speak, but after several attempts, it was impossible to succeed.
Xia Qi stayed there honestly, letting Long Wei wreak havoc.
"What truth?"
Fabol VII's tone became increasingly gloomy.
The golden-red vertical boy's shadow behind him became real, so much so that the words of Fabol VII became like a dragon's roar, which was timid and chilling.
"The fleet was destroyed not because of the storm, but because of the 'God of the Inner Bay'."
Xia Qi said the words Goethe told him before.
"'God of the Inner Bay'?"
"'them'!"
Fabol VII was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth.
Fabol VII knew that the 'God of the Inner Bay' was one of 'them'. The young king even knew that the other party had a lair near the Port of Marne.
Fabol VII, who had had some dealings with George VI, did not know anything about 'them'.
On the contrary, after learning something, the young king would always learn more.
Therefore, at this moment, Fabol VII understood the "truth of the sinking of his fleet" - the meeting between the "God of the Inner Bay" and him was not pleasant before.
It can even be said that they broke up on bad terms.
This made the other party hate him.
Hence the storm.
The opponent swamped his fleet.
It is both revenge and warning.
Everything is reasonable.
It's not surprising that 'they' do this with such unscrupulousness.
Fabol VII knew exactly what the ‘God of the Inner Bay’ was doing.
Just because the 'sacrifice' was not good, it rained heavily.
Or simply blow a storm because you are in a bad mood.
The other person is moody.
Not to mention, I would be offended by him.
"good!"
"very good!"
"'Them'! 'Them'!"
Faber VII was so angry that he laughed instead.
The young king stood up from the throne. He was ready to investigate 'them' thoroughly. He was ready to go to war with 'them'. He wanted to tell ''them'
, what is dragon's wrath!
And at this time——
boom!
The faint sound of explosions reached the ears of Fabol VII.
"What's going on?"
asked Fabol VII.
Two minutes later, the guard reported back.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, there was an explosion in the central square. An unknown person attacked a wealthy businessman there, but was repelled by the wealthy businessman. The wealthy businessman showed extraordinary strength. Your guards have already gone.
The other party has been captured."
The guard reported truthfully, but before the guard could finish speaking, Fabol VII disappeared.
The young king was so angry.
He needs to vent his anger.
But the moment the young king disappeared, Xia Qi, who was still kneeling there, curled up his lips.
Gone in a flash.
But Hu Dier, who had been paying attention to his nephew, saw it.
The newly appointed palace official once again took hold of his nephew's hand.
Hudir's eyes were full of questions.
Xia Qi nodded slightly.
Hudir suddenly collapsed to the ground.
It’s over!
It’s really about his nephew!
this……
Hudir's brain almost shut down, but Hudir, who came to his senses immediately, grabbed his nephew and said in a very low voice: "I don't know what happened, and I don't know what you are doing.
But our family has been pushed to the edge of the cliff by you - after Your Majesty calms down, you will definitely find something wrong."
"Now!"
"You come home and take everyone with you and leave immediately!"
"Go to the North!"
"Don't stop even for a moment!"
After saying that, Hu Dier pushed away Xia Qi who wanted to say something else.
He pointed to his temple.
"Don't forget that our family's ability is 'premonition' - I am much stronger than you, I have a premonition of destruction!"
"Go now!"
Hudir urged his nephew.
Then, he quickly walked out of the palace.
Now that something like this has happened, he needs to fight for a chance of survival for his nephew and his family - he follows his 'premonition'.
After Xia Qi was stunned for a moment, he immediately took action.
He believed in his uncle.
Just like he believed in Goethe.
George VI also believed in Goethe, especially after Goethe contacted the people who had ambushed Sack in advance, George VI's trust in Goethe rose by more than one level.
The former king could see that those people were definitely not from the North.
But Goethe's own people.
To be able to prepare lurking manpower in such a short period of time is enough to show that Goethe has a grand plan.
George VI did not dislike this.
Because they are allies at the moment.
Therefore, he changed his original plan to create chaos and directly attacked the agent of the 'pharmacist'.
Or to be precise, he upgraded his plan.
Of course, this was approved by Goethe, Skiffins and Steinbeck.
The agent of the 'apothecary' was a wealthy merchant from Sac.
The main business is pharmaceuticals.
George VI knew all this information.
But what George VI didn't know was the opponent's strength.
powerful!
Very strong!
Even though his current body is an incomplete 'legend', he failed to defeat the opponent in a short period of time. Instead, he was repelled by the opponent with 'potion'.
Damn it!
As George VI ran, he looked at his palms that were rotting again.
The other party's 'potion' actually made the potion given to her by Skiffins Steinbeck ineffective.
That backlash of pain appeared again.
However, George VI did not dare to stop for a moment.
run!
Run like hell!
He could already feel the aura getting closer and closer.
When he jumped out of the central city of Sac, George VI subconsciously turned back.
A huge shadow hangs over the central square.
The golden-red body shines brightly in the sun.
The cold hole of the same color is full of violence.
Fabol VII arrived faster than expected.
The 'pharmacist' agent who used 'potions' to force George VI back was turned into charcoal by the opponent's breath.
Then!
Flying directly towards King George VI!
King George VI followed the plan and headed towards the set goal.
The golden-red dragon is in hot pursuit.
"Tsk, tsk, although this is not the first time I have seen it, this situation is really breathtaking."
Skeffins Steinbeck sighed as he held a cup of milk tea.
Next to him, Goethe was sitting under a parasol, eating waffles with butter. He glanced at Faber VII and then looked back.
Divination can be discovered.
Peeping works too.
"Don't worry."
"His Majesty has a bad temper, so he always ignores many things when he is angry - maybe because he chose to be mixed-race?"
"Mixed blood?"
Goethe became interested.
"Um."
"His Majesty did not just choose a blood dragon, but also chose the blood of a red dragon, a golden dragon and an unknown dragon, especially the latter, which is very well hidden. I inquired several times but did not find out.
road."
"But it should be in those categories."
"Otherwise, I won't be able to impress His Majesty."
Skeffens Steinbeck sighed, as if sighing at the boldness and talent of Fabol VII.
Everyone knows the horror of blood conflict.
Ordinary bloodline conflicts are fatal.
Not to mention looking like a giant dragon.
"Then we wish His Majesty success in calming down his anger."
Goethe picked up the tea, raised the cup in the direction where Faber VII was flying away, and drank it all in one gulp.
At this time, Skeffins Steinbeck was already walking towards the tavern in the corner alley.
That's where the 'bartender' is.
The wooden sign reads 'Hex's Tears'.
The door appears tightly closed.
But as Skeffins and Steinbeck exerted a little force.
