After Becoming The Tyrant

"It doesn't matter if you can succeed in the assassination." The king's white-gloved hands carelessly rolled up the riding whip woven with golden thread, "However, if you say such things, my knights will probably be a little rude Opinion."

"His Majesty's knights are loyal."

The young man bowed slightly, apologizing for his speech just now.

The king was noncommittal to his words.

The young man carefully observed the young monarch in front of him.

He's really notorious, but he also looks regal.

His silver hair hung down to his shoulders, and the crimson riding jacket on his body was embroidered with rose patterns with golden silk thread, and a dark gold iron rose fixed his white scarf.But besides that, the young man saw other things that horrified him.

The king in front of him was extremely eye-catching, but the sporadic omens of fate he caught were...

How to describe the omen?

The young man is an excellent astrologer.

After careful preparation, he had a certain chance of catching a faint omen from some people with strong fate.That's why he asked the general to involve himself in the negotiations - he wanted to see the boy king of Legrand with his own eyes.

However, he had prepared all morning, and when he finally met the king, he caught a sign that was completely out of his imagination.

Through the pale crystal lens, he observed the king standing in the sun at three o'clock in the afternoon with eyes dripped with morning dew, and what appeared in front of his eyes at that moment was a...a, a vortex.

Or a twisted curtain, as deep as the curtain of hell, with bloody swirls intertwined - does that dark red symbolize the blood of the Qiangwei family on the other party?

The omen of fate lasted less than a second, but the astrologer's face was already pale.

Not only because of the energy drained at that moment, but also because of the picture peeped at that moment.

It seems that there is an inexhaustible pressure and blood coming out from the intertwined black and red.

Will it be him?

Could the sun jumping up from the abyss be this arrogant young king?How can the person who will become the sun be accompanied by such thick darkness and scarlet?Or is it true, as the general said, that Sun must be His Majesty of their Blessie Kingdom?

The astrologer couldn't tell.

"Your complexion is really bad. Could it be that Blaise can't even provide for a scholar's food and clothing?"

The astrologer sensed that the king was looking at him too.

The other party's gaze was indifferent, but inexplicably sent a chill down his back—maybe it was because of the scene he had just seen.For a moment he dared not look directly at the king.

The astrologer bowed: "Blessie attaches great importance to scholars, and the general is even more so. I am not used to the climate on this side of the Abyss Strait—it's really cold here."

"According to you, the climate in Blacy is very different?" asked the king.

"Yes."

In order not to let the other party realize what he just did, the astrologer introduced the country on the other side of the Abyss Strait—it can be seen that he has deep feelings for his own country, at least he tried hard to let that country with his dry language The country where the first snow doesn't start until October is more beautiful.

However, although the poor astrologer is very good at calculating the numbers of the angles of the constellations, he is very embarrassed when it comes to words.

Thanks to the king for seeming to maintain a bit of chivalry, he didn't comment on his boring explanation, and let him finish it mercifully.

But is it really merciful?

The astrologer ran out of words, and he bid farewell to the king.

Watching the figure of the pale astrologer heading for the blue tent, a smile that quickly disappeared floated on the king's lips.

"There's simply no way they're here for the long term."

the king said to himself.

The poor young man habitually used numbers and angles to describe the stars in the sky and Blacy on the other side of the abyss-this is the common fault of astrologers, just as historians always quote from other sources.Ordinary people are only dizzy from the dry numbers, wishing to flee immediately.

However, the king got what he wanted from those numbers.

The Legrand Empire is on the west side of the Bracy Kingdom, with the Abyss Strait in the middle, so it is called the "Western Continent".The Legrand Empire had already covered the ground with snow in September, and the Bracy Kingdom was almost the same horizontally, and they were all in a higher dimension.But because of the obstruction of the Legrand Empire, Bracy's winter came very late.

During the two days of walking, the king observed that more than one of the opponent's soldiers subconsciously folded their arms.

In addition, the high latitude has not had no impact on the Blaise Kingdom.

Although the cold wind was blocked by the Western Continent, the ocean current was not necessarily the case.It is now the end of September, and soon until October, there will be a storm on the Abyss Strait, and the direction of the ocean current will also change. At that time, the ships departing from the Blacy Kingdom to cross the Abyss Strait will be "against the wind and the current"— — they will need to contend with both storms and currents.

This means that the cost of transporting materials will increase by ten times and a hundred times.

Soldiers unaccustomed to the early depths of winter, the high price of supplies...

One day when Blaise Kingdom occupied Moon River Fortress was like throwing gold into the Abyss Strait for one day.

Thinking about it, at the port on the other side of the Abyss Strait, the sailors and ship merchants have already started to complain.You must know that in this era, whether it is the Legrand Empire or the Bracy Kingdom, there is no such thing as giving subsidies without infringing on the interests of civilians.

It is impossible that General Blacy, who led the expeditionary force, did not understand this.

He was an experienced veteran, and it was not difficult to see from the fact that he ordered those who participated in the negotiations to dress strictly, just like the Legrands.

But they were so embarrassed that they couldn't wrap their guard soldiers tightly.

The king guessed that maybe something interesting happened in the country that was hostile to him on the other side of the Abyss Strait.

Thanks to that poor Mr. Astrologer, he never imagined how crucial information he revealed to the monarch of the enemy country.

Look, luck is on Legrand's side, isn't it?

"Back to the tent."

The armored knights who retreated a little further stepped forward again, and they heard the king say so.

"It's time for this negotiation to end."

Iron knights bowed to the king.

Unlike the nobles who swear allegiance to the king at the coronation ceremony, these knights are the king's "sworn knights". They belong exclusively to the king, only execute any order of the king, and use their lives to defend the king.

Anyone or anything that is against the king will meet their sharp swords.

The leading knight commander straightened up and looked at the tent of Blaise Kingdom.

"That's an astrologer, I think he came to spy on your fate."

The knight commander bowed to the king and put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"Your Majesty, do you need me to deal with him?"

His tone made it clear that as long as the king nodded slightly, he would make the young astrologer disappear into this world without anyone noticing.

For the oath knight, there is no noble rule not to engage in assassination, his rule is only one:

That is the will of the king.

This is their mission.

Peeping at fate?

the king thought casually.

That's the funniest thing to say.

What fate could he have?

A person who has been trapped in a death spiral since birth, a person who made a deal with the devil and even sold his soul?If there is a chance, he would like to ask the astrologer what he saw in himself.

…………

After a long period of time when the negotiations were stuck in mutual intransigence, the king, as the most critical figure, finally appeared on the negotiating table.

He sat in his own position, leaning his elbows lazily on the armrest, his icy blue eyes critically sized up the people who were getting red-faced because of the negotiation—whether it was his courtiers or his enemies.

The king is very "discriminatory" in this regard, and his arrogance is not directed at a specific person.

——He despises anyone.

Regarding the Duke of Buckingham's son, the two sides have reached a unity. The Legrand Empire will pay the ransom in installments. After receiving the second ransom from the king, the expeditionary force will return the hostages.But for this, the Legrand Empire needs to pay an extra monthly extension fee.

Only the disposal of Moon River Fortress has been in dispute for a long time.

Of course, the Legrand Empire couldn't lose Moon River Fortress, but the conditions offered by the other party were too high.One of them asked the Legrand Empire to cede one of their ports.

Both sides, however, see the port delivery as a mere addition.It was just a small port in a poor location with low capacity.The treaties concerning several other overseas colonies of both parties are the focus.

The port was quickly agreed upon.

The king finally made a move at this time.

He clapped his hands and caught everyone's attention.

"If I remember correctly, that port should belong to my territory?"

The king stretched out his hand and pressed down, stopping the quarrel of the crowd, leaving only his soft voice in the tent.

"Your Majesty, that is a sign of the truce and friendly trade between the two countries."

The expedition general didn't have a good impression of this tyrant, and his tone was very tough.

"This is one of the necessary conditions for returning Moon River Fortress."

The steward of the house clung to the king's ear, trying to convince the king that his port was not that important compared to Moon River Fortress, at the risk of the king's anger.

"If you really want to occupy Moon River Fortress, it's not necessarily impossible."

The king has no demeanor.

As soon as he opened his mouth to negotiate, the eyes of the envoys were all dark.

"I don't care if it's on the throat of what or what. It doesn't matter to me." The king said bluntly, "As long as I want, my uncle will always take it back for me. In this case, I Why pay for a beautiful port?"

"If you want to guard the pile of broken stones, you can guard it."

His attitude was very indifferent, making it clear that he didn't care about Moon River Fortress.

The Moon River Fortress at the throat of the empire became a "heap of broken stones" in the king's mouth, which not only made Legrand Empire's envoys tremble with anger, but also made their enemies turn pale.

The face of the general who was sure of victory became very ugly.

They used the Moon River Fortress as an important bargaining chip, but they never expected that Purlan I would be so arrogant and unwilling to suffer even the slightest bit of trouble.

Totally unreasonable.

The author has something to say: Expedition General: mmp, is it amazing to have a great uncle?

Tyrant: Don't worry, I didn't target anyone, I look down on anyone.

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