After Becoming The Tyrant

The king received his cousin, General John.

The redemption of General John was really a twists and turns. First, the inheritance tax of the nobility was levied, and then the collection of ransom was interrupted by the Rose Change. Then the civil strife was quelled, and the nobles handed over their ransom, but then the Cinque Port Alliance broke out. Against the movement, the Blaise Expeditionary Force tried to take advantage of the fire.

It was delayed from September to the end of winter before the general who was closely related to the king was able to return to the capital Merz.

General John's return was very low-key.

After careful consideration, the king chose a time when the Duke of Buckingham was not in the Rose Palace, and asked General John to come to see him.

General John was eight years older than the king. When he first became a knight, he was thrown onto the battlefield by the Duke of Buckingham. He did not become a general by relying on his noble status.He became a general by relying on his military exploits.General John's silver hair, the symbol of the rose family, was tied back a little rough, making him look like a young lion.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."

Now the young lion was quite depressed, and he knelt before the king, and his voice was low.

"My negligence has brought disaster to Legrand, please punish me."

He leaned over and pressed his forehead to the ground.

"You did fail."

The king's voice came from overhead, accompanied by the casual turning of pages.

General John didn't justify himself with a word, guilt almost overwhelmed the young general.

"[-] pounds." The king laughed lowly, "Your negligence caused a loss of up to [-] pounds. Do you think this price is high enough?"

"I have betrayed your trust."

General John answered bitterly.

With a "snap", the manuscript in the king's hand was closed heavily by him, and the gentle and soft voice just now suddenly became cold and sharp.

"Do you think twenty thousand pounds is high enough? No, much more."

"I ask you to strip me of all titles, but please allow me to continue serving you. Your Majesty."

General John replied in a low voice.

"Do you think that's enough?"

There was anger in the king's voice.

He put down his book, stood up, and walked over to General John.

"You nearly deprived an old man of the continuation of his life, his beloved son, you nearly deprived a king of his capable general, you nearly deprived Legrand of its impenetrable barrier, and you almost deprived a native Not many men can be trusted to lose his respected brother."

General John raised his head abruptly, staring at the king in a daze.

The king squatted down in front of him, with his hands on his knees, his icy blue eyes were filled with anger: "Now, tell me, do you think that twenty thousand pounds is enough for your mistake?"

General John stared at him blankly.

The king held out his hand to him.

He held the king's hand tightly. The poor general probably blamed Legrand's upheaval during this period on his own defeat, and guilt almost overwhelmed him.He held the king's hand so tightly that he couldn't even say a decent word for a while.

If the soldiers under General John saw him like this, they would be too surprised to speak.

The king sighed inwardly.

He had already learned about General John's behavior during this period from the other defeated and captured people who were released together - after being captured, the Blacy Expeditionary Force spent a lot of effort on how to prevent General John from committing suicide.

Before John arrived at the palace, the king had thought for a long time how to handle today's meeting.

"You made me have to choose a gentleman who wanted to kill me before as my general. This is your fault."

said the king softly.

He stretched out his hand, and gently hugged his cousin like the Duke of Buckingham embraced him.

"You must pay me a stronger army, and that is your duty."

"I will, I will, Your Majesty."

General John repeated quickly, his sky blue eyes were wet, as if washed by rain.

After a while, the king let go of him uncomfortably, and returned to his seat: "Now, please tell me about the Battle of Bouwen. Even if you have doubts about yourself, please don't doubt your uncle's teachings for many years. , I don't believe that your failure will be so simple."

The king pointed to another chair next to him, motioning for General John to sit down.

When it comes to the Battle of Bouwen, General John's brows and eyes are covered with a cloud.Obviously, during this time, he was also thinking about that battle repeatedly.

"Someone betrayed." His voice was low, "but that's not the biggest point... I wonder how they could predict my actions."

This doubt seems to have troubled General John for a long time.

The timing of the arrival of the Blacy Expeditionary Army was well chosen. It was after Legrand had just experienced the rebellion in the two places. The Duke of Buckingham originally wanted to lead the army himself, but due to the domestic situation, he had to stay and sit in command.

After General John arrived on the front line, he arranged strict defensive measures.

There are three lines of defense, and Moon River Fortress is on the last line.And General John himself was facing the first front of the Blasey Expeditionary Force.He did not blindly defend. Before the Blessey Expeditionary Army had a firm foothold, he sent two teams, one along the Doma River, and attacked the Blessey Expeditionary Army stationed in Casson. A branch attacked the port where the Blaise Expeditionary Force landed, trying to cut off their supply lines.

Casson's troops on the front line had won a lot of victories, which made it impossible for the Blaise Expeditionary Force to launch a direct attack for a while. The attack on the port had little effect, but it also played a harassing role.

The early stage of the battle was smooth, and the Blaise expeditionary force was pulled into the long-term quagmire of attacking the castle. General John believed that they were fighting across the sea, and it was more difficult for them to bear the huge material consumption than himself. The king's later negotiation victory also confirmed up to this point.

However, in the battle of defending the city, betrayal appeared.

The defenders of an important castle lowered the drawbridge, and the Blasey Expeditionary Force drove straight in, killing General John by surprise.

In a critical situation, he responded as quickly as possible and retreated with the core army.

The incident in the first castle made General John realize that there were traitors in his army, and there may be problems in the subsequent castles.After a brief judgment, General John made a decision - "replace defense with offense".

He retreated with the army, and in the middle of the march, he suddenly led the army to make a detour and surprise the rear flank of the Blaise expeditionary force.This decision was made immediately by himself under the circumstances at that time, and there was absolutely no possibility of leaking the secret.

——But he encountered an ambush, and after a difficult fight, he was able to escape.

General John knew his opponent well. The general who led the Blessie expedition was a calm general. After he captured the castle, it was impossible for him to divide his forces to intercept it halfway.

After that, in several key operations, the enemy took precautions in advance.

How did they do that?

General John almost questioned his ability to command.

"I see what's going on."

After listening to General John's statement, the king seemed to have a dark cloud in his eyes.

"Please don't feel guilty, this is not your fault."

General John looked at him suspiciously.

The king didn't mean to explain directly. He seemed to be thinking about something, and then said for a moment: "Now, an order."

"Please order."

"Go see uncle, that's an order."

The king smiled slightly.

………………

After General John left, the king's lip line suddenly straightened, which was extraordinarily cold.

He had a guess.

Speculating on the enemy's actions on the battlefield is indeed something that generals do, but the king believes in the strength of General John, and at the same time feels something from those "coincidences".

If the action is not leaked, but the enemy knows it in advance, then this "prejudgment" can be related to one thing-precognition.

The king thought of the man he had met during the negotiations at Moon River Fortress, the young astrologer standing beside General Blacy.

A war involved a young astrologer, and the status of the astrologer seemed very high. Why?Because this easily overlooked astrologer may have played an important role in the battle-such as divining the actions of the enemy.

The forces possessed by non-humans have secretly intervened in the direction of the war.

If this is the case, then behind the Battle of Bouwen, there is another hidden shadow-the Holy Court.

Today's astrologers are almost all under the control of the Holy Court.

The king leaned back in his chair, thinking.

He once asked the devil whether these non-human forces would directly participate in human wars, and he got a negative answer.The devil used to say "that damned knife on the head" which means there is some kind of limitation.

How should the astrologer at the Battle of Nabuwen explain it?

Although the devil is always full of lies, the information obtained from the king through the former Templar Commander during this period has confirmed that there is indeed a "law" restricting it.

If the Astrologers were truly able to engage in warfare with impunity, then other non-human forces would join in as well - and judging from the history of Legrand, and the history of other nations, this is certainly not possible.

Then there is only one explanation:

Through some means, the Holy Court bypassed the "Law" and indirectly intervened in the war.

The king must know, what is the price paid for such a means?This is related to whether the king will infinitely face enemies who always predict his actions in subsequent wars.

He summoned Mr. Astrologer from the Academy of Mad Science.

After listening to the king's inquiry, Mr. Astrologer showed a look of astonishment: "Which astrologers are willing to lose their lives like this?"

The king was explained.

The divination of astrologers is often ethereal, vague and unclear. If you want to achieve such accurate divination, you must need the blessing of some special items, and you need to gather the power of many powerful astrologers to make the clear divination Ability is transferred to a specific person.

The price of this ability is huge, so large that it is almost unimaginable.

What's more important is the "punishment" that comes with it.

Regarding what it means to "discipline" astrologers due to the existence of some kind of prohibition, it is vaguely expressed, but it is still clearly informed to the king that once this is done, all participating astrologers must die.

After the astrologer left, the king put his hand on his forehead.

He has a headache, which has been getting worse these days.

He frowned, thinking of the "sacred objects" that the Guros family wanted to use as bargaining chips with the Holy Court—the Holy Court was collecting holy objects, whether those holy objects were the special items needed for this kind of divination, and if so if……

The king's expression turned serious.

The Holy Court, perhaps wants to—

start a war.

..............................

Koth Soya.

Pirate ships flying the Rosary King's banner wandered along the coast.

Although there is money, the ship cannot be built so quickly, so the king's fleet is now composed of 40.00% of the original royal fleet and 40.00% of pirate ships.The remaining 20.00% is the confiscated remnant ships of the Cinque Port Alliance and the purchase of some armed merchant ships.

At the beginning, the people along the coast and in various ports were still a little worried, for fear that those pirate ships flying the royal flag would resume their old business and blatantly rob themselves.

However, they soon discovered that the pirates did not give up their old business, but they were no longer the target of robbery.

— Blacy's merchant ships and some Norgenian merchant ships.

The former and Blacy are blood feuds, while the latter... Cough, don't forget that today's merchant ships are actually often engaged in some dishonorable piracy activities.As long as the pirates weren't coming for Legrand's ship, whoever he robbed.

And based on the hostility to the Bracy people, people are quite happy to see those Blacy ships suffer.Since then, the Walwe pirates have been active in various ports.

——Who wants to live in the sea when they can drink and have fun?

The Walway pirates actually won the support of some young people because of their openness and generosity, as well as their knowledge of sea legends.Older parents have to worry about how to stop their own brats from running away with those careless pirates...

The King has earned a... well... not-so-deserving title for it:

Pirate Monarch.

However, it seems that the "tyrant" used to describe the king before does not seem to be a good word either?

Tavern.

"Pirate Lord?"

Drunk, wearing a black hat, a man with a scar on his face raised a beer and pulled a guy with a face full of bitterness in one hand.He smiled disdainfully and patted the table.

"He didn't even set foot on a pirate ship, what kind of pirate king... Bah, he didn't even set foot on a pirate ship, back then... that bastard William..."

Hawkins, captain of the Walwee pirates and admiral of the Royal Fleet, was getting quieter.

With a grunt, he climbed onto the table and dropped his hands under the table.

The Volwe sailor who was pulled by him took out his wallet with a painful expression on his face.

——After knowing that the captain was the general, the pirates gathered on the big ship and cheered all night, celebrating that they finally got rid of this crazy and unreliable captain.Even the ghost ship seemed particularly spirited at the time.

As a result, by the next day, they woke up from a hangover.

As soon as I woke up, I met a certain smiling face:

"Hey! I'm so-so-moved that you guys threw such a big party in honor of me!"

No! !Nobody welcomes you back!

Forget the past.

The poor pirate paid the money, and dragged Captain Hawkins, who was holding on to the bottle, to move out with difficulty. In order not to lose face, he pulled off his hood and carefully covered his face.

General Sean, who was upright, pressed the hilt of his sword at his waist, and the veins on the back of his hand jumped.

He stood at the door, silently watching Captain Hawkins dragged by the masked pirates, feeling that his endurance was rising in a straight line.

This is his colleague in this operation?

This is the person who will be in charge of the big blockade with him?

General Sean felt that the heavy, oppressive, and tragic atmosphere along the way before he came shattered into a bunch of crows, which flew away from his head screaming.

General Sheen took a deep breath and walked in.

He was about to speak.

Captain Hawkins, whose leg was pulled by the sailor, turned over and opened his mouth. A cloud of alcohol sprayed directly on General Sean's face, interrupting his self-introduction.

General Sean: ...

Seriously, could he draw his sword and kill this guy?

A sense of foreboding—

This time the mission seemed to be unfolding in an abnormal melody.

........................

When the rose flag of the Legrand royal family was floating on the sea, the Holy Court.

In the magnificent castle of the holy court.

In the deep night, a group of people covered in black robes walked through the shadow of the holy light.Their dark burqas were uniformly embroidered with crosses of blood and white, and on their sleeves a sword.

A sword wrapped in fire.

This reveals the identities of these people, they are the "judgment office" of the holy court.

These people are the other side of the Holy Court.

The holy court advocated the "Holy Lord's truce" and said, "Don't think that I came to bring peace to the earth; I did not come to bring peace to the earth, but to bring forth swords on the earth."——they cleanse all heretics who violate the will of the Holy Lord sword.

They are the swordsmen of the holy court.

The judges quietly walked into a black iron building.

In addition, a group of silent astrologers gathered here. They sat in various corners of the room, facing the huge crystal ball, with their eyes tightly closed.And in the middle of the hall is a deep pool—it is modeled after the holy pool where Rockwith was baptized.

Now, that pool is full of blood.

"start."

The judges scattered around the holy pool, they put the silver cross into the bloody water, and then sat down around the holy pool.

They are carrying out an order jointly signed by the Pope himself and the Cardinals:

Top secret cleaning.

"Holy, holy." The chief judge said in a low voice, and cut his hand, blood from his fingertips fell into the holy pool like a snake.

The water in the pool rolled over.

Not far from the holy pool, on a platform with exquisite reliefs, the gold-made eagle beaked holy oil bottle shone brightly under the erratic firelight.

"Holy, holy!"

All the judges read in unison, and they also cut their hands.

One by one, the silver crosses in the blood floated up and stood straight down, like a sword that cut off suddenly.

………………

Rose Palace, the night is deep.

The king has rested.

The guards of the palace were dutiful, and the inspecting chief guard passed by the king's bedroom without finding anything unusual.

The king closed his eyes, not knowing how long he had slept, and suddenly found himself in St. Wes Cathedral.

Is he dreaming?

There are many people in St. Weiss Cathedral. They wear thick black robes and hold crosses and holy books.All of them lowered their heads, and the dazzling light fell from the willow window on the ribbed vault, and the streaks were so white that it made people feel uncomfortable in their hearts.

The king stood on the red carpet at the door of St. Wythe's Cathedral. He looked at these black-robed monks and felt his head hurt again.

And it hurts more and more.

The feeling of thousands of knives cutting swept across again, stronger than ever before, from the inside out.The king involuntarily raised his hand and pressed his head vigorously—he felt that his soul was being torn apart.

This pain is both familiar and unfamiliar.

It was as if he had actually experienced something where his soul was torn apart.

He gritted his teeth hard to keep himself from falling to his knees due to the sudden burst of pain, and his consciousness gradually lost.When he woke up again, he found himself in the middle of St. Wes Cathedral—the high platform.

The high platform is somewhat similar to the altar where Grand Duke Grace held the coronation ceremony, but it is different.

He drowned in a pool of blood, and those people in black robes had come from the choir to the high platform, surrounding him.They held up their hands, they had fire and swords on their sleeves, and they all wore pale masks—except one.

The man had a black iron mask on his face.

The man in the black iron mask held a golden hawk-beaked pot, and blood gushed out of the hawk's beak, and poured from mid-air onto the king's head.

They are here to kill themselves!

——The thought flashed by.

The king instinctively wanted to break free from the holy pool, but the blood surrounded him heavily, and he felt uncontrollably that his consciousness was being torn apart little by little.Those pains gushing from the depths of the soul, those knife-like headaches converged with the blood pouring from mid-air at this moment.

My ears are full of buzzing.

a hunch.

If he died in this weird dream—if it was a dream—then he was really dead!

They, they came to kill him!

Familiar feelings overlapped, everyone wanted him to die... Those people were the people who surrounded him at this moment!They have been entwining him like shadows for more than ten years, just to let him die completely!

These are the people!

Anger mingled with a feeling that his soul was being torn and shattered, the king struggled to lift his hand from the water.

——Those royal families who gritted their teeth and survived roared over.

He doesn't want to die!

"Holy, holy! Sword of armies!"

The man holding the golden hummus chanted in a low voice.

"Holy, holy! Sword of armies!"

The rest of the men in black stretched out their hands, and the fire on their sleeves burst into flames, and they grabbed long swords from the fire.

The king was surrounded by blood, and the long swords in his pupils fell towards him.