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Chapter 456: The Masked King

I walked into this slightly dark room, with curtains drawn on all the windows. There were a few swaying torches lit in the middle of the room, letting in a little light and reflecting on the delicate copper stove that exuded a light aroma.

There was a strange light, the swaying torches and the reflected light made the whole room look very weird, as if it was in an illusory world.

I was still a little nervous. After all, the royal city, the main city, was not open to the public, yet here I saw the ruler of a country.

The middle-aged king with a loud voice who was in his prime of life that I had imagined did not appear. Instead, in this strange light, a slightly hoarse and tired voice came over: "Please sit down, my

count!"

I was slightly surprised and took a few steps in the direction of the sound, and saw a man wearing a crown and a dark moiré robe sitting upright behind a large solid wood desk.

To be precise, all I saw was a face wearing a metal mask.

He is the king?

I was extremely surprised!

There were two people standing behind the man wearing the metal mask. One was dressed like a clerk in civilian clothes, and the other was wearing gold armor. They were motionless. If he hadn't yelled: "You are still not polite when you see His Majesty the King?"

I thought he was just a decorative knight's armor.

I panicked slightly, but still couldn't accept it: This man is the king?

This is really different from what I imagined the king to look like. In my imagination, the king is either full of beard and old, or he is strong and ambitious. It is the time to show off his ambitions, but this is the time before me.

Bit……

Our King, like a seriously ill person, coughed slightly, raised his hand to stop the golden knight from further questioning, and said with a breath as if he had taken a breath: "Carmen, Count of Thunder 03!

"

I hesitated slightly, not knowing what I should do at this time. Although I did have a title, it had been deprived of me by the city lord fat man before, and I was still wanted, and the person in front of me was

Are you looking for the biggest boss of the party?

How should I meet him?

I was really a little confused at that moment.

"Sorry, I am no longer the Earl of Thunder!" I hesitated and said, "I am just a wanted criminal now!" This identity made me quite embarrassed.

His Majesty the King said softly "Oh" and said, "Really? I haven't received the letter of dismissal from Prince Morey yet, maybe it's still on the way! Come here!"

I then took two steps forward and walked to the front of the desk.

"Tell me, are you willing to continue to serve me?" The king asked calmly, and I could feel the weakness in his tone. "It doesn't matter! Even if you say you don't want to, I won't make it difficult for you.

!”

I secretly shouted in my heart: Damn it, even if I am tired of living, I can’t say I don’t want to!

However, I really don’t want to go against my conscience and say something that I don’t mean.

So I said very tangledly: "It's not that I don't want to, but I want to understand what your Majesty's purpose is? Is it worth fighting for?"

I dare say that if this had happened in ancient times or if I had met someone with a more serious feudal monarchy mentality, I would have died miserably.

So when I said this, I was mentally prepared to face the next wave of anger or bear the consequences.

This makes me feel that I am actually very similar to Crazy Qiao in some aspects, such as the very bachelor approach now: they are all wanted anyway, so this last one is not needed.

The golden knight behind the king frowned slightly and put his hand on the hilt of his sword. It is estimated that this statement sounded incredibly bold to him.

But the king stood up very calmly. I saw that he was not only wearing a mask, but also wearing gloves on his hands, as if he wanted to cover himself tightly and not reveal anything.

When he put his hand on the table, the knight behind him immediately stepped forward to help him, and His Majesty the King raised his hand.

The golden knight stopped.

His Majesty the King stood up with a slight gasp, and stood behind the table with his hands supporting himself. His expressionless mask faced me. From the depths of the two eyes on the mask, I seemed to see

There was a very determined look in his eyes.

"...I won a battle when I was sixteen years old. At that time, I thought I would live a long life! But now, I know that I will not live to be thirty. No one can decide their own life or death! Jun Ling,

It may be irreversible; a father's order may be irreversible! However, under the power of the king and before the overlord, one must not ignore his own conscience! When facing the judgment of conscience, it cannot be said that he was forced to do so, or that he was forced to do so at that time.

It’s an expedient measure…”

As he spoke, he looked at me steadily.

Then he smiled lightly and asked: "Have you ever regretted your current situation?"

Well, although I will complain about this kind of thing in my heart, I have never thought about what would happen if I made another choice.

Perhaps, even if I could turn back time and have a chance to make a new choice, I might still do it.

Because this is a choice that abides by my heart!

Although this road is very difficult and full of thorns, this is the choice deep in my heart.

I shook my head lightly and replied firmly: "No!"

His Majesty the King walked up to me while holding the table. I could tell that although he said he was only forty-five years old, his body was quite thin and weak, probably the result of a serious illness.

"Some people say that my kingdom is too arrogant and this is a punishment from God. But you Qin people say that this is not enough. If I go to hell, I will be punished even more painfully. If so,

If so, I will think this is very unfair!" His Majesty the King said very weakly.

I couldn't think of how to respond to this king who looked very weak.

He pointed to a small table in front of his desk, with a chessboard and Go on it.

"sit!"

After sitting down, he moved his body and found a more comfortable position. After sitting down, he continued: "I have always tried to ease the conflicts between the two races! We live on the same land... I asked myself

, I have done enough! However, there are always some unsatisfactory things! Just like this chess game..."

I looked at this chess game and suddenly trembled: I seem to have seen it somewhere!


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