When the spies found Pavel, he was hunting in the Royal Zoo. The Bandaga Palace was not huge, but in order to enjoy the emperor's sports fun, Pavel ordered people to demolish a large area of the palace two years ago so that
He hunted and entertained in it in his spare time. The style was modeled after the Royal Zoo in Altdorf, the capital of the empire. Except that it was smaller in scale, there was not much difference. Although the queen once criticized this as a waste of manpower and material resources, Pavel always felt that it was a waste of manpower and material resources.
Ignore it. His position - the king is responsible for spending money, making money is what the finance minister should consider...
"What's wrong? Are you so anxious?"
The spy in a black cloak ran to the Tsar, looking anxious but saying nothing.
Pavel knew the reason after just one look. He drove away and took the spies into the woods——
"Now, you can say it."
The king said in a commanding tone.
"Dear Your Majesty the King, something has happened, something big has happened. Leonid and his son Nikita are plotting a rebellion, and many nobles have expressed their willingness to support them."
The king's spy took off his cloak, revealing a pair of strange green eyes.
"Is this true?"
Pavel was a little surprised at first, but then he maintained his composure. He quickly guessed the cause of the farce. It should be said that he had guessed the outcome since that dinner. Villanelle, he must have been the one who took that farce.
I told her husband about it. But I didn’t expect that this coward would dare to oppose me.
Pavel sneered in his heart. He still has no regrets about defiling Villanelle. It would be a pity not to possess such a pure and beautiful woman. If he didn't stage that scene, he would never forget it for the rest of his life. As for the consequences, Pavel
Weir had actually thought about it a long time ago. But in the face of happiness, these difficulties are not worth mentioning.
"It's absolutely true. I heard it with my own ears, and someone is willing to come forward as a witness."
The spy said seriously.
She gasped, and Pavel was very satisfied. The informants he had cultivated were not waste after all. They were usually servants and maids. They were his pillows when he needed them. In addition, they were still his own in Kislev.
Eyeliner. Dennis has his own eyeliner. As a king, how could he not have it? Pavel is often proud of it.
"Okay, I understand, you can go down. This matter is very important. No one else is allowed to know except me. Do you understand?"
After saying that, Pavel pinched the secret agent's face with satisfaction. Then he smiled evilly and kissed the secret agent on the small mouth. The female secret agent who received the "reward" then left happily.
…
When Earl Lyford arrived at the palace, Pavel had already prepared the dinner early, including a suckling pig roasted until golden and crispy, fresh apples in his mouth, cheese, hot dogs, boiled eggs...
Lyford's mouth watered when he saw it, but he still had to sit down and wait for Pavel to speak.
"Leonid and his son plotted a rebellion. The news was received this morning."
Pavel drove away, leaving a sumptuous dinner table to share with Lyford.
"As expected, Your Majesty."
Earl Lyford said calmly after sitting down. In fact, he had carefully prepared that dinner for the king, and the consequences had already been considered. They had thought of a better ending, that is, Nikita was cowardly and could not
Dare to speak up. That way, the king can continue to possess Villanelle unscrupulously. Or, Leonid and his son are dissatisfied and have a sense of accountability. Now it seems that the situation belongs to the latter, and it should be said that it is more serious than the latter.
"Then what do you think I should do?"
As Pavel spoke, he picked up his knife and fork, carved a piece of meat from the roasted suckling pig, and stuffed it into his mouth. The hot oil immediately covered his lips and chin.
Lord Lyford swallowed hard at the sight.
"Two ways." Lyford said, following Pavel's example, he cut off a piece of roast pork, put it into his mouth, and chewed it. His fingers as thick as sausages picked up a piece of minced meat that fell on the table.
Continue to stuff it into your mouth without leaving a drop of oil or water. "First, have a good talk with him, use coercion and inducement, and tell him that it is unreasonable to fight against the tsar, and he will definitely fail."
"That's impossible. I am the tsar, the supreme ruler of Kislev, and I am looking for peace talks with my subordinates? What kind of tsar is that?"
Pavel said angrily, with a somewhat dissatisfied look on his eyebrows.
"Then the second method is tough measures."
Layford swallowed the suckling pork in his mouth and said with satisfaction.
"I would like to, but there is no strong evidence to prove that Leonid will rebel. It's just a matter of snooping."
Pavel said, wiping his soft lips.
"By the time we have the evidence, it will be too late. No one will be stupid enough to expose the evidence. My king, sometimes you cannot be merciful. To minimize the risk, it is to completely eliminate the danger before it breaks out."
Lyford picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in it excitedly. The wine was mixed with the roasted suckling pig, and the taste was charming. It was like the fragrance of a girl, which made him intoxicated.
"I can't arrest people randomly without evidence..."
Pavel was worried.
"My King, what is the evidence? As long as you want, I can create a pile for you in minutes. Whoever you want to punish will be guilty. You are the king and the lord of Kislev. There is no evidence.
,I will handle it."
The earl said swornly, grabbing a hard-boiled egg and stuffing it into his mouth. The tsar's chef was a good one. It was said that he was a halfling chef, who was rare to meet but hard to find.
"You only need to think about what crime to charge this Leonid and his son."
Earl Lyford continued.
"But I'm still worried..."
Pavel stopped eating, took a sip of wine, and looked a little melancholy.
"worry about what?"
the count asked casually.
"Nikita and Villanelle's marriage was planned and arranged by Dennis..."
"My king, you are afraid of your own wife?"
Earl Lyford exclaimed in surprise. He saw an embarrassed look on the Tsar's face, but soon, the embarrassment turned into anger——
"It's not fear, it's just respect."
"She doesn't respect you, so why should you respect her? The rebellion is coming, and worrying too much will only make you miss the best opportunity. My king, with all due respect, Kislev has experienced so many rebellions in the past few years, Carter
The story of Lina's era cannot be repeated. At the beginning, Rhodes was not just an inconspicuous little lord. It was Catalina who relaxed her vigilance, which caused the turmoil in the future, the turmoil in the kingdom, and eventually Catalina lost her crown.
.”
The count urged, not forgetting to peel off the golden and crispy pig skin and put it in his mouth. Pavel's face became increasingly ugly.