The moonlight streamed in from the narrow window, leaving mottled silver spots on Pavel's face. There was a person standing at the end of the hall, and the moonlight elongated his figure. Even though he was far away, Pavel could still identify who that person was.
.
Yes, there is no one else. There is only Lord, the King of the North. He can indeed be called a king, not a king, but he is more popular than a king. When the noble lords in the south are still worried about recruiting troops,
The Northern Army had gathered under Rhodes' command, and in just two weeks, they arrived at the capital city of Kislev.
All of this left Pavel helpless. He thought in the moonlight and finally understood that for many years he was just a pawn in the hands of the northern giant. That crown brought him not power and glory, but
It is a heavy responsibility.
The civil war has stopped, there are many wastes waiting to be done, there are many problems, and the kingdom is not well governed. No one will say that this is the problem of the great lord of the north. They will only blame the problem on the king. He is like a puppet, or in other words, he was a puppet in the first place.
He was promoted to the throne without knowing it.
I will break free sooner or later, yes, Pavel swore silently in his heart. But before that, he must endure this long night and endure this shame and humiliation.
"Rhode, you are finally here. Then, come on, bring your sword, your army and knights, and drive me off this throne. You must be very proud, you are a victory from beginning to end
It was you who lifted me up to this throne, and now it is you who wants to drive me off this throne. From beginning to end, you are right, you are the embodiment of justice. Very proud, aren't you?
"
On the tsar's throne inlaid with gems, Pavel mocked coldly.
He was still wearing the gold-embroidered cloak and the king's armor inlaid with rubies. Even though he had lost, he had lost so completely, Pavel was still unwilling to kneel in front of anyone. Especially in front of the northern lord.
"No, I'm not here to drive you off the throne. On the contrary, I'm here to let you continue to sit on this throne."
Rhodes said, taking a step closer. The dragon tooth giant sword behind him made a clanging sound.
The momentum completely overwhelmed the Kislev Tsar. But Pavel did not show any timidity. In his eyes, Rhodes saw another emotion, an emotion that had never appeared in his eyes.
Yes, for the first time, Rhodes felt the calmness of this puppet king.
His eyes were full of resentment, and his fat body sat on the throne, unwilling to move even half a step.
"Continue to sit on this throne with no real power? Let the nobles and you blackmail me? Sign your bullshit treaty? Haha, this kind of thing has never happened in the history of Kislev."
Pavel said coldly.
"That's your fault."
Rhodes answered equally coldly.
"You are responsible for your own fault?" Pavel sneered, "Then please tell me, what is reasonable and legal? His ministers conspired to rebel, and as the king, he could only pretend not to see it, let them plan the conspiracy, and finally put his own
The king was put on the guillotine?”
"Everyone knows why Leonid and his son were exiled by you. You yourself lived a disorderly life. In the end, you doubted your own minister and plotted to kill him. Is it possible that you want to occupy someone else's wife while also asking that person to replace him?
Are you loyal?"
Rhodes responded with a cold eyebrow.
"That's a false accusation! An insult to their king!"
Pavel shouted.
"It is meaningless for us to argue here. Pavel, you are responsible for what you have done. The situation in Kislev today is all caused by you. I could not have sent troops,
Stay in the north and continue to be my northern lord. And because of your own selfish desires, you have once again made the entire Kislev unrest!"
Rhodes shouted angrily.
"So, you're going to persecute your king, are you?"
A contemptuous sneer rose at the corner of Pavel's mouth.
"You don't deserve to be a king at all."
"So, are you worthy? Do you want to be the king again?"
There was a hint of cunning in Pavel's eyes.
In an instant, Rhodes understood that Pavel had grown up. Yes, he finally understood that he had just cheated to get the throne. The civil war had just ended, and it would be difficult for Kislev to settle down in a short time. There would definitely be many difficult problems.
Trouble arises. During this period, no matter who becomes the tsar, he will face too many difficulties. Unless he is really capable, becoming the tsar will only bring disappointment to the people, because expectations are too high, and all he gets in exchange is disappointment.
Pavel may finally understand that he has not only become a puppet king, but also a punching bag for the people to vent their resentment.
"I have never wanted to be a king." Rhodes replied categorically, "No matter what you think, you must be responsible for your actions. See you at the palace tomorrow morning. The noble representatives have already drafted the "Treaty", I guess
You have also read it carefully, signed it, and let Kislev gain temporary stability, even if it is only for three or five years."
"Put away your false kindness! You are the most hypocritical person!"
Pavel screamed, his voice almost breaking -
"I don't want to see that bullshit treaty at all. You and those nobles have united to deal with me. Deep in your heart, you are planning to wait for me to step down and then take over. At that time, the people will no longer care about blood, they will
Say, look, people with pure blood cannot bring prosperity and peace to the kingdom. And then, you and your baby daughter can naturally become the rulers of Kislev. Beasts in human skin!"
After Pavel finished speaking, a proud smile broke out on his face.
"I really regret marrying my daughter to you. She could have had a happy family."
"Do you think your daughter is noble and pure?"
Pavel scoffed.
Rhodes was about to turn around and leave, no longer arguing with this crazy guy. But Pavel shouted loudly behind him——
"Dennis is nothing but a slut!"
This time, Rhodes was completely annoyed. In almost a heartbeat, Rhodes had turned around and pounced on him. The dragon-tooth giant sword raised its sword and slashed between Pavel's legs, almost cutting off the man's symbol.
Come down. The hilt of the sword trembled, and Pavel also trembled...
"Hahahaha, very good... very good... you value honor very much. Let me tell you why Boris was sent to the border! Because your precious daughter seduced him into bed!"
Pavel laughed wildly, his voice trembling like a demon.
For a moment, Rhodes's face turned blue. But his calmness quickly dispelled his rage. Thinking of his daughter Dennis's recent uncharacteristic behavior, combined with the Czar's frenzied behavior, Rhodes guessed that Pavel might not have made this up.