After hearing what Werther said, the king was stunned and the guards were also at a loss.
The commander of the guards said anxiously: "Your Majesty, those stone bricks are spinning in the air, and they do look like they are tied up."
"Don't listen to his lies!" Duke Duke said, "He just wants to delay time! I think it is best to execute him as soon as possible."
"Your Highness the Duke! Now that the eldest prince has told the truth, this matter should be clarified again! Moreover, this matter should be decided by the king!" The guard commander looked at Duke Duke angrily, "What if the eldest prince simply doesn't know the truth?"
Without using magic, an innocent person was killed like this, and you are the culprit who killed him."
"Lord Commander, if you don't kill him immediately and wait until he uses magic to kill everyone here, then you will be the culprit for our death!"
The guard commander didn't want to argue with him, so he rolled his eyes at him, then turned to persuade the king: "Your Majesty, please don't kill your own son by mistake."
The king was still trembling, holding on to Maier's clothes: "But, who knows if he deliberately lied to us, what if he killed me with magic, my God, I can't imagine what this traitor would do.
.”
The guard commander looked serious and spoke firmly: "Your Majesty, if you accidentally kill the prince, you will be ridiculed and scolded by the people. Moreover, I think what the eldest prince said is true, and I choose to believe him."
Seeing the other party's sure look, the king was worried that he had accidentally killed Werther, thus becoming the laughing stock of Notland and bringing shame to the royal Claude family, so he began to hesitate: "This... what should I do?"
"Your Majesty, let's listen to what the eldest prince has to say first. Anyway, we will definitely protect you to the death."
"This is what you said, protect me with all your strength!"
"I promise with my surname and reputation that I will protect your safety and send you to the palace."
"Okay." The king stretched out his hand and said, "You guys wait, don't kill him yet!"
When the guards heard this, they immediately restored their swords to their original positions.
The king pushed the manservant Maier beside him again and ordered: "Maier, go and see if what Werther said is true and whether there are any ropes on the stone bricks."
"Yes, yes, Your Majesty." Maier swallowed and walked forward cautiously with gentle steps.
He walked near the stone bricks and stood on tiptoes. The sunlight made it difficult for him to see clearly, so he jumped up again and squinted. At a certain moment, he saw a shiny thing on the stone bricks, as if it was made of special materials.
Rope made of silk thread.
"Your Majesty, there seems to be a rope, but this rope is really difficult to detect." He turned to the king and said with a smile on his face, as if he was relieved.
The guard commander also seemed to be much more relaxed, but Duke Dark and Mrs. Alice took a deep breath. They never expected that such a situation would happen.
"Father, weren't these stone bricks brought up by servants? Why were they tied up with ropes?" Mrs. Agnes covered her mouth with a fan and whispered to Duke Dark.
"How do I know if it was the eldest prince who did something?" Duke Dark said in a low voice, "Let's take a look at the situation first."
The king was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, his face softened a lot, he slowly stood up straight, and said loudly to Werther: "Haha, I knew you wouldn't have anything to do with magic.
Tell me quickly, what is going on?"
Werther became even more nervous, thinking that now was his chance to win his father's trust, and he must make things clear.
"Father, in the next few days, the winery will need a lot of ventilation and every window will be opened. But there is something wrong with the window on the opposite side of the winery. The upper half cannot be moved, and the lower half cannot be fixed after being moved to the top.
It slid down quickly. In order to keep the window open for a long time, I thought of this method and planned to try it for a few days.
I asked my servant to make a rope, and another servant tied the two ends of the rope to the stone bricks and the lower half of the window respectively, and then looped the rope around the roof, using this method to hang the lower half of the window.
, so as to keep the window open.
I don’t know who put the stone brick on the roof, and I don’t know why the stone brick suddenly fell down.”
"Well, that makes sense. Why don't you take us over now to have a look and prove that you are right?" the king suggested.
"Of course that's good~ I'll take you to take a look." Witte raised his eyebrows and showed a relaxed smile. Then the smile gradually dissipated and he said with some embarrassment, "Father, you see, it was your order just now.
The guards arrested me, and I am still being held. Can you give the order first and let them release me?"
"Ah! Son, it's my fault. I was too impulsive just now. You guys, please let go of the eldest prince."
"Thank you, father."
After Werther was let go, he felt a soreness in his upper arm, but at this moment in front of the king, he did not dare to rub his shoulders. He just hurriedly led the others to the back of the winery.
When he arrived at the back, Werther pointed to one of the windows and said to the king: "Father, this is the window. You see, it is indeed broken."
The king gave a sign to Maier, and Maier stepped forward to check. He first pulled hard on the upper half of the fan, and then pulled off the lower half of the fan. Then he walked back and said to the king: "The eldest prince is right.
It's not magic at all, it's just a stone brick tied with a rope to open the window."
Werther did not forget to say a few more words: "Father, I don't have any magical treasures with me at all. Please believe me."
The king showed joy on his face and patted Werther on the shoulder: "Haha, son, I wrongly blamed you! I believe you very much this time!"
"Thank you, father, for your trust."
"But, son, you won't blame me for doubting you and even planning to kill you, right?" The king cast another suspicious look.
Werther smiled, his expression looked very generous, and he said in a relaxed and slightly affectionate tone: "How dare I blame my father? It is completely normal for my father to be suspicious of me. As long as I explain clearly, let him
If you trust me again, the relationship between our father and son will be as good as ever."
"Haha~ Werther, you are so sensible, I am impressed by you!" The king laughed and patted Werther on the back to relieve the embarrassment of wrongly blaming him just now, and at the same time to comfort him.
This time, I successfully evaded the trap set by Noli and reduced my father's fear of me. It was great, and Werther suddenly felt relieved.
Maier whispered to the king: "Your Majesty, at this time, do you want to give the eldest prince some compensation?"
The king nodded: "We must compensate you."
"Then what are you going to give him?"
"Give it to him... Well, wait, you also know that I have stored all the gold coins and jewelry in my hand in the box recently, and I am too lazy to take them out for the moment, so I will talk about compensation later. Also, I want to take this opportunity,
I defrauded Werther of two gold coins so that I could buy the hat I had my eye on yesterday."
"Your Majesty, you are the king. Why?
Do something like this again.”
"I don't like to hear you say that. I finally came to Werther's territory. It would be a pity not to defraud him of a few gold coins. Also, I saw that the chandelier in his castle is pretty good. Let's talk about it later.
To sum it up, we can also trick the chandelier here."
Although their voices were very low, Werther could still hear them clearly because he had practiced magic. He couldn't help but feel helpless in his heart. This father is too stingy to me. He didn't give me anything.
You want to steal gold coins and chandeliers from me!
However, Werther did not dare to show it on his face, and just forced himself to smile at the king. The king smiled at him from time to time, and then continued to talk to Maier about his thoughts.
They were relieved, but two people began to feel doubtful and unbalanced, namely Duke Darke and Lady Alice. They both walked to the window and fiddled with the broken window and the rope in disbelief.
"Father, the eldest prince has indeed done something." Mrs. Agnes said in a low voice.
"Humph, why are you so stupid, you can't handle such a small thing!" Duke Dark was quite angry at this time.
Mrs. Agnes was confused and suddenly said loudly: "Why is this stone brick tied with a rope? It is obviously..."
Before she could finish her words, she was covered by Duke Duke and stared at him fiercely. After she shut up honestly, she turned around, walked behind Duke Duke, and fanned herself vigorously, because it was too cold.
, and accidentally sneezed.
Duke Dark looked sinister. He tried to discover the unreasonableness in Werther's words. After thinking for a while, he said: "Your Highness, what I'm curious about is, if you want to keep the windows open, just put up a window on the lower half of the window."
Just a stick will do, why bother?"
Werther pretended to suddenly realize it, tapped his head lightly, smiled sheepishly, and stuck out his tongue: "Oh, why didn't I think of this method earlier? I thought it was too complicated before I used it.
How to fasten stone bricks. Your Highness the Duke, you are really smart. Thank you for telling me this method. I will ask the servant to take down the stone bricks and use wooden sticks to support them."
"This is the easiest way to think of it!" Duke Dark pointed at him angrily and said, "Are you a fool!"
The king nodded aside and said: "Witt is really stupid sometimes. He has been like this since he was a child. Don't blame him~"
Werther showed a cute expression and looked at the king: "Father, you know me best."
"However, I am still very puzzled. How is this rope so thin, so strong, and not broken even after being pulled on the roof for so long?" Duke Dark continued to ask, "Is it possible?
Is it magic?"
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the king stepped forward, stretched out his hand and patted Duke Dark's hat, muttering: "It was because you kept talking about magic in my ear just now that I made the mistake."
My son! This kind of rope is indeed both thin and strong. I have seen it in the palace. As long as there is special silk thread, a tailor with more skill can make it!"
Duke Dark was still unwilling to give in. He rolled his eyes and continued: "However, I still feel that something is wrong. Why don't your Majesty check whether the eldest prince has any magical treasures on his body."
When the king heard this, he became furious, slapped Duke Duck's hat harder, and cursed angrily: "You still talk about magic, you still talk about magic, I don't want to hear the word magic anymore! You are not allowed to mention it from now on.
Got it!"
"Yes, Your Majesty, I promise I won't say it again." Duke Duke pretended to blame himself and smacked his mouth several times in remorse.