"Your Majesty the King, Philip Leo Cornwall committed treason. He refused to carry out your order, retreated from the battle, and turned back with the chivalrous expeditionary force. However, there was a reason for this, and the greenskins besieged Beaumont.
Germany, Philip returned to Bretonnia to rescue Boemond. The people in the south regarded him as a hero. At this time, arresting him and putting him under house arrest would shake the lords and people everywhere.
loyalty?"
In the king's study, Baron Ribery persuaded him earnestly.
It's not that he doesn't understand the king's cruelty and pride, and he also knows that Bretonnia cannot truly become strong under the leadership of such a king. However, compared to the future situation, Ribery is more worried about the present.
Once the center and the localities are torn apart, and the lords and kings of various places turn against each other, the capital Colony will fight enemies from all directions. At that time, the entire Bretonnia will fall into bloody civil strife.
Ribery did not want to see such a situation. Continuous wars had pushed Bretonnia to the point of collapse. If another large-scale civil strife breaks out, the entire kingdom is likely to fall apart.
At this time, Bretonnia is almost walking on a sea of daggers and fire. If you are not careful, you will face destruction.
Ribery doesn't want to see such an ending.
However, he also knew that his persuasion seemed so insignificant to the king.
Indeed, even the Thirteenth Duke did not say a word. How could he, a small baron, play any big role?
He looked at the king anxiously.
Charles II slowly turned around, showing a cold face, and the king glanced at the baron with his peripheral vision.
"Are you also here to plead for him?"
His cold voice was like a ghost, sweeping through Baron Ribery's body, making him almost freeze in place.
"I don't know how to word it, but, Your Majesty, you still need to be cautious about this matter."
Ribery spoke in an almost pleading tone.
However, what he got was still the king's cold expression and contemptuous gaze.
When Ribery left, Victor sat alone in the corner, letting the firelight flow through his body, like the passing years. In the darkness, he seemed to hear the obedience teachings of his father and grandfather, and the words of those Bretonnian heroes.
Glorious deeds flashed through his mind. He wanted to become a great person like his grandfather, create a glorious history in the glorious years, be remembered by the world, and bring glory to the family forever.
However, things always backfired. He led all the knights in the territory to attack the fortress of Oka Mountain, which the king of Batonnia had not conquered for hundreds of years. However, no one praised his glory. He launched a chivalrous expedition, but the elite soldiers
The legion was killed in the Valley of Death. Now, another Philip Leoconid came out halfway.
Victor is very clear about the significance of Philip Leoconides to Bretonnia at this time. He has just saved a city, and his prestige in the hearts of the people is increasing day by day. If not restrained, the reputation of this nobleman will soon be enough to surpass that of the royal family.
Controlling the situation in Bretonnia.
More importantly, Philip Leoconides acted against his own orders. In other words, the higher the people praised him, the harder they slapped themselves in the face. Victor was very aware of this subtle relationship.
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Victor had also considered for a long time the Philip Leoconides who had come out halfway. If he let him go, his prestige would continue to be weakened. But if he was imprisoned, it would definitely arouse the dissatisfaction of the lords of the southern lands.
After deliberation for a long time, Victor chose the latter and imprisoned Philip Leoconid. The reason was that if he left it alone, in the long run, Philip Leoconid's reputation in Bretonnia would one day exceed his own. If he left it alone, his strength would
It will only continue to grow. When that time comes, this great hero in the eyes of the people may not be satisfied with just being a lord or noble. What's more, the Chivalrous Expeditionary Force is still in his hands at this moment, holding heavy troops.
His reputation is increasing day by day, and any king would be afraid of him.
Victor made what he thought was the right decision - to cut through the mess quickly and nip all possible risks in the cradle. Of course, he was also aware of another risk that would come with doing so, which was the dissatisfaction of people across the southern border. After all, if
Without the support of Philip Leoconides, the entire southern region of Bretonnia would have been plundered by greenskins.
However, one must always weigh the pros and cons and make a decision. These days when Philip Leoconides was under house arrest, Victor, as the king, was sitting on pins and needles. The more people like Ribery came to see him, it proved that Philip had great influence among the people.
The higher the status in the .
The fire trembled in the cold wind and almost went out. In the darkness, Victor even thought of the goddess of the lake. If the goddess could show up, then all problems would be solved. She is the truth, she is eternity...
Bretonnians can question their king, but no one dares to question the goddess. She is the source of spiritual power for the kingdom.
However, such thoughts only lasted for a moment before Victor gave them up. He insulted himself in his heart and said that he was inferior to a beast. Since ancient times, the goddess of the lake has been the authorized king, and no mortal has ever been able to override the goddess of the lake. Back then,
, if it were not for the will of the Lake Goddess, he would not be able to sit on the throne.
However, the Lady of the Lake seems to be far away from him... Since the Battle of Oka Mountain, Victor has never received any enlightenment from prayer. It seems that the whole world has abandoned him. The glory of the Lady of the Lake has also stayed.
in memory.
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Talinnam woke up in a state of hunger and cold. His horse neighed not far away and paved the ground with its front hooves restlessly. It seemed that a terrible force was approaching in the darkness.
Talinnam wiped the rain off his face and stood up with his long sword. He squinted his eyes, and a pair of terrifying eyes with green light suddenly appeared in the forest.
An uneasy feeling swept across Talinnam's body instantly. He felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was completely sleepless.
"Timberwolf..."
Talinnam exclaimed in his heart.
Just as he was about to rush over and cut off the rope that tied the war horse, he found that the wolves had already been one step ahead and rushed forward.
The cold green light of Mosribu reflected these evil beasts, like demons from hell.
When the first forest wolf pounced on Talinnam, the young knight sprinted quickly. The moment before the white wolf pounced, Talinnam raised his sword high, slipped and passed under the forest wolf quickly, and the sword flapped.
With a sound, the white wolf's soft belly was cut open from below.
Blood and intestines instantly gushed out from the white wolf's torn wound. Before Talinam could make a last strike, another black wolf had already pounced on him from the side.
With no time to dodge, Talinnam stood firm and grabbed the wolf's bloody mouth with both hands, preventing it from opening its mouth and biting him. However, while exerting force, a female wolf bit his calf.
Talinnam screamed in pain, and at the same time, turning the pain into strength, he hugged the black wolf in front of him and threw him to the ground. He only heard a crisp sound of broken bones, and the black wolf who was bloodthirsty and violent just now
The wolf had only half life left at this moment, lying on the ground twitching feebly, its cervical vertebrae were shattered, and blood bubbles were coming out of its mouth.
With his hands free, Talinnam grabbed the she-wolf biting his calf. Under the dim moonlight of Mosrib, the strong knight crushed the she-wolf's cervical spine!
There was a click, and the she-wolf, with blood stains still remaining in her mouth, was understood on the spot in a simple and crude way.
After getting rid of the three forest wolves around him, Talinnam picked up the long sword that fell on the ground and rushed to the horse. However, it was still a step too late. Just when he was fighting the three evil wolves, more
The evil wolves surrounded the war horse, and the wolves bit its throat. Obviously, this horse was the original hunting target of the wolves, but the sudden killing of humans made the group of forest wolves panic.
They dispersed in a hurry, but turned back and kept a close distance from Talinnam, as if to observe whether this human still had enough fighting power and whether he was enough to challenge the entire wolf pack alone.
Talinnam ignored the bloodthirsty and greedy eyes of the wolves, but sadly stroked his war horse. This old horse was "snatched" from two farmers and accompanied him all the way from Bretonnia.
Coming south. The wolves will never understand the grief of a human knight when he loses his horse.
When Talinnam stood up again, the wolves saw the hatred in the eyes of this human warrior, which was more bloodthirsty than all the hungry forest wolves.
Talinnam just raised his hand, and the surrounding wolves fled in all directions.