When he saw the name Earl of Warwick, Arthur had no expression on his face, although there was a vague murderous intent in his eyes.
"Is it really okay to ask me to see the Earl of Warwick?" He asked with a hint of sarcasm: "Maybe I will kill him the moment I see him?"
"No, you won't." The Duke of Hillnant said, "He is the shadow king of this country after all, the person who secretly controls everything. This man pulls strings, lobbying everywhere, and turns everything into a mess.
The United Kingdom united and barely maintained the rule of this country. Although he has suffered successive defeats in the Anglo-French war, I have to admit that he still has a certain ability. This old fox is not only cunning, but also extremely deep. Even if you
Now go to see him with this letter of introduction. I also doubt whether you can see his true self. It is very likely that the person who appears in front of you is just a substitute. If you do it at will, you will not only put yourself in a fatal situation.
The disaster will also involve me who introduced you to him. So, think carefully before taking action."
"I see. This statement does make sense." Arthur said: "So...?"
"Be patient, young man." The Duke smiled lightly, took another puff of cigarette, and said slowly while puffing away: "It's too early for you to meet the real Earl of Warwick now. But there will always be a chance.
. What you need is his understanding and trust in you. When you establish more prestige in front of him and in front of other lords and nobles, and let them understand that you have the power to be a king, even if his city is no longer
Deep down, this old fox Richard Beecham will eventually be unable to resist coming to meet you in person. ------Hey, maybe things will develop in a good direction? Maybe he will eventually
I have to admit that you are the better king, and then depose the young king Henry VI and elect you as the new king of England?"
It would be nice if things were that simple. Arthur thought to himself. But he also knew that this was just the Duke of Hillnant deceiving him. The Earl of Warwick would not simply give up the power he had obtained and control a person.
It is much easier for a child to control a "promising young man" like Arthur. The earl will not depose the current young king Henry VI and elect Arthur as king. Even if he elects Arthur as king in a flash of his mind,
The Earl of Warwick is still the shadow king who controls the country from behind. Arthur, who has no real power, will eventually have to compete with the Earl of Warwick to regain power from him. Moreover, in order to avoid future troubles, even if Arthur
When he became king, Henry VI was bound to die.
The truth is this. At least according to Arthur's conjecture, Duke Hillnant thinks so.
Arthur himself doesn't care. He actually has no interest in the political power of this country at this time. He was originally the king of Great Britain, the king of this country nine hundred years ago. What he wants to do now is to assassinate all the current people in power in Britain.
, plunging the country into chaos, then ending the war of aggression against France, and liberating Joan of Arc from the bloody quagmire of war.
King Arthur doesn't care about Britain in another world nine hundred years later. All he cares about is getting back his Queen Greenville.
Arthur looked at Duke Sirnant thoughtfully, and Duke Sirnant also looked at Arthur thoughtfully. They were both thinking about their own things.
"In short, let's find a horse first." The Duke said, "Considering that you are going to London next and have to show off in front of the nobles, it is certainly not appropriate to go in a rented carriage. It is even more difficult to go on foot.
inappropriate."
"I have Bedi." Arthur hummed without thinking.
"You're talking about that wolf? Are you serious?" Duke Hillnant almost couldn't help laughing: "Stop it. Although it is a big and strong wolf, it is just a beast after all, and is used as a mount.
, you will be laughed at by the nobles. At least find a better horse. There are dozens of war horses in the stables of my castle that can be used at any time. Except for the ones with golden saddles, you can do whatever you want with the others.
Pick. Just go and pick one now."
"Okay." Arthur had no intention of being polite to Duke Sirnant and nodded. However, in fact, these ordinary war horses are not worthy of Arthur at all. They will only hold back in the battle and are of no use at all. What can they really do in the battle?
The "mount" he rode in the fierce battle was actually the "big white wolf" that Duke Hillnant looked down upon, Bedivere.
Mortals like them won't understand.
"There is one more thing," the Duke suddenly confessed: "His Majesty Henry VI came last night."
"What?"
"It seems that the Earl of Warwick was instigating him behind the scenes, asking His Majesty Henry VI to patrol his country more and visit every lord's territory. Because you were out operating until late at night last night, I did not send anyone to inform you.
You." The Duke explained: "And there is no need for you to see His Majesty, and you are not qualified to do so at the moment."
"Fair enough," Arthur hummed.
"Your Majesty, he has already got into his carriage and is on his way back to London. Maybe you will meet his carriage somewhere while you are on your way. But------actually, I don't need to say more---please
Don't attack His Majesty. Now is not the time."
"You don't need to say anything, I won't take action." Arthur snorted. He had met Henry VI in Penzance Port before, and at that time, Arthur didn't even know that the curious child turned out to be
The current King of England also thought about killing the child when he knew the identity of the child, but Admiral Penzance dissuaded Arthur for the same reason: "Now is not the time."
Because it was just a puppet king, so what if he was killed? Without uprooting the real shadow king, Earl Warwick, and the entire shadow regime behind him, they could find more puppet kings.
In short, it is not that simple to plunge a country with a sound constitution into turmoil. Arthur has to admit that he thought everything was too simple in the past, or he believed in his own ability and political charm. He wanted to plunge this country into turmoil.
To deal with the turmoil, Arthur still has to deal with it step by step, starting with the most basic, just like digging through the cornerstone of a huge castle bit by bit, and gradually shaking this extremely huge national institution. Although Arthur is anxious, but being anxious only makes it worse.
It didn't work, he told himself to be patient.
In this way, by the time Arthur picked a handsome white horse from the stable and was about to set off for London, it was already noon. He simply rode back to the hotel to join Verne and the others.
"Wow, you actually rode Snow Hooves out. You are so proud." Verne obviously knew the horses in the castle where he had been staying. As soon as he got up, he said to Arthur: "The Duke is actually willing to ride the horse." I lent you this horse? Could it be stolen??"
"It's not a loan, it's a gift." Arthur said calmly: "From now on, it will be my horse."
"Awesome! I'm so envious------" Verne almost went crazy: "Can I ride it? I'll be there in a moment."
"Okay, brat. But I'll ride a horse and you'll ride a wolf for the rest of the journey, understand?" Arthur hummed, jumped off the horse, and at the same time glanced at Bedivere thoughtfully. He seemed to feel The smell of vinegar coming from the big white wolf.
"Of course, hehehe ------" The little ghost climbed onto the horse's back. The white horse was very docile. Verne jumped and screamed on its back without any reaction. There was nothing on his face. There was even a hint of disdain, as if to say: Stupid human beings.
Arthur wanted to laugh, but couldn't help it.
"By the way, do you know how to fight on horseback? Can you teach me the skills of riding and shooting?" Verne asked again: "I tried aiming with a crossbow on the back of a big wolf dog before, but I couldn't master the trick at all. It felt like It's impossible to hit anything."
"I'm not very proficient in mounted shooting." Arthur thought for a moment. In fact, he had quite a lot of experience shooting with guns on a dragonrider before. Shooting with a bow and arrow on this kind of horseback was another matter. Yes, the two worldviews are completely different.
"Although I'm not proficient, I can practice with you. Anyway, we are leaving for London soon. How about hunting along the way?"
"Okay, let's try it." Verne jumped off the horse and ran towards Bediville. His light crossbow was hung on the backpack on the wolf's back, and the boy even went to get it as a matter of course.
"Well." Arthur didn't say much. The hotel attendant had already fetched their luggage. He hung the luggage on the saddle and jumped on the horse: "Then let's go. If we move faster, we should be able to do it." Let’s get to Sheffield before it gets dark today. Well...it doesn’t matter if we can’t make it in time, I’ve brought my camping tent with me anyway.”
Sure enough, it is good to have horses, and there is no pressure to carry twice as much luggage. If Bediwell is left to carry everything, that guy will definitely have a lot of opinions.
In this way, Arthur and Verne left the city together. In fact, it was quite grand to go out like this. Not to mention Arthur riding a handsome white horse, even Verne, who was an adjutant (servant), also had a mount to ride. Generally speaking, other higher-status knights cannot even equip their servants with horses. It is normal for the servants to run behind the knights on two legs, but this often delays the speed of travel.
Of course, they were not just rushing to London this time. They also planned to hunt on the roadside and fully enjoy the fun of hunting while practicing riding and shooting. Therefore, Arthur did not rush his horse very impatiently from the beginning. , all of which allow the horses to roam in the forest next to the road at a normal speed that will hardly tire them, but never stray far from the road.
Verne also rode the big white wolf Bedivere (more likely to be led away by Bedivere rather than directing Bedivere) and followed Arthur's horse. He raised his * and glanced left and right along the way. All kinds of foxes and rabbits were spotted in the forest, but they just didn't take action.
"Aren't you going to practice horseback shooting? Why don't you shoot?" Seeing that the sky was getting a little dark, Arthur asked. He originally planned to hunt some game, and he could make a campfire and eat barbecue tonight.
"I always feel that... there is no such thing as a prey that is attractive to people." Verne tilted his head and said.
Arthur had a long face: "Don't be particular, let's shoot a few rabbits first and see."
"But------" The kid took aim everywhere with a crossbow. He was about to say something, but suddenly he saw a shadow approaching Arthur at a very fast speed, and exclaimed: "Be careful!"
!"
"What?!" Arthur raised his bow to aim, but the very fast shadow was already very close to him! Oops! Such a big shadow would be knocked away if it approached at such a speed! Arthur couldn't even think about it
Without thinking, he rolled away from the horse!
As soon as his toes touched the ground, there was a whooshing sound beside him. After a roar like a roaring wind, Arthur's mount was completely snatched away by a huge creature!
Arthur looked at the huge red shadow in the sky from a distance.