After Becoming The Tyrant

In the silence, only the horses snorted, and a small cloud of white mist dispersed.

Count Walter died in his room.

In the past few days, he was still running around trying to find out why the courier disappeared. Apart from being a little restless, he had no other symptoms.However, just now, the king's head of internal affairs opened the door and found him sitting in his bedroom holding a blood-stained sword, and cut his throat like the traveling merchant.

There were too many things to do to prepare for the negotiations, and people ignored the earl who had been despised by the king for a while.If the king hadn't asked, his body might not have been discovered until night.

The members of the negotiating mission looked at the king nervously.

The earl's death seemed all the more strange, and they feared that the arbitrary king would delay their departure.

But failing to arrive at the agreed time is equivalent to an insult to the other party in the negotiation-for the king, this is probably not an important thing, he is born arrogant.

But the current battle situation is not optimistic for Legrand.

Fortunately, the king doesn't seem to have messed up that far yet.

He signaled the Duke of Buckingham to come forward and entrusted him with investigating the truth about the earl's death.

"Of course, this is not the most important thing." The young king stretched out his hand from the car window, and he looked into the eyes of the old duke. "You know that?"

"The only one I can trust now is you."

He lowered his voice so softly that only the old prince could hear him.

The Duke of Buckingham bowed his head and kissed the back of the king's hand according to etiquette, and at the same time replied in a low voice: "I will protect Legrand for you."

"For the glory of Rose."

The king cast a deep glance at his gray-haired uncle.

The Duke of Buckingham stood up straight, and he took a step back. The cloak on his body was blown by the cold wind, and it was as scarlet as if stained with blood.He stands tall like a lion.He had been cautious for his nephew for many years, and it was only at this time that people realized that the old duke was still the iron-blooded general who was famous all over the world.

The Duke clenched his fist and beat his heart, saying in a deep voice:

"For the glory of Rose!"

The smell of iron, blood and fire came out from his voice, clanging like a knife.

Everyone shouted, and the knights escorting the king clenched their fists, their iron armor shining brightly in the sun:

"For the glory of Rose!"

In this oath-like motto of the Legrand royal family, the negotiating mission set off.The old duke stared at the king's carriage for a long time. The crimson flag was fluttering in front of the carriage. On the bloody color, the dark gold iron roses were in full bloom facing the midwinter.

Please bless our king, the heroic soul of the ancestors of the Qiangwei family.

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Moon River Fort not far from Tru City.

Moon River Fortress was built 100 years ago when the "Lion King" put down the rebellion in the east.

It was built of hard white stone, and the gaps were filled not with mud but with pig iron.It is said that this fortress almost emptied the entire belongings of the "Lion King".For the next 100 years, Moon River Fortress became an impregnable iron barrier guarding the central and western plains of Legrand.

It is precisely because of this that the defeat of General John caused such a big noise in the country.

Today, the blue tulip flag is planted on this beautiful and fortified fortress.

The leader of the Bracy Kingdom's expeditionary force stood on the wall of the fortress.

The general's face was neatly trimmed, and his green eyes were like a northern snow wolf.He wears black iron armor, and his sword never leaves his body. He can jump up and cut off the enemy's head anytime, anywhere.At this time, the general was stroking the white stone and looking at the Legrand mountains in the distance.

"General, what do you think of the ambassador's letter?"

The person who asked the question was a strange young man beside the general. He was covered from head to toe in a pitch-black cloak. He was tall, thin, and somewhat gloomy.

"The Grand Duke asked us to disrupt this negotiation, are you going to do what he wants?"

"Of course—" the general laughed, "no."

He restrained his smile, and his face showed a bit of gloom: "If the Duke of Buckingham dies, he will naturally be able to ascend the throne without any obstacles. Since we have fulfilled the requirements of cooperation, we have created conditions for him as much as possible. But he failed. As promised, let the Duke of Buckingham fall, so why should we continue to help him with all our heart?"

"I'm afraid the Grand Duke will not be satisfied with this answer."

"Blessie Kingdom is not his nanny."

The general sneered.

"Since the Duke of Buckingham is not dead, we have to make two preparations."

"what do you mean……?"

"I received a letter from the queen the day before yesterday. There are changes in the country. We can't stay in Legrand for too long." The general vaguely explained the changes, "We can negotiate a peace agreement with the king of Legrand. As for the negotiation After that, it doesn't matter to us whether the curmudgeon king lives or dies."

"You don't seem to have a high opinion of King Legrand?"

The young man grabbed a point.

"I'm really sorry for William. He was a respectable enemy when he was young. It's a pity that his son is a disgrace to the Rose family. A huge empire is falling apart at the hands of a tyrant." The general sighed, "I don't know the Duke of Buckingham Why be loyal to him."

"But general..." the young man hesitated, "The ambassador mentioned in his letter that he felt that the king was a bit different from the rumors."

"What difference can there be?" The general smiled contemptuously, "If it wasn't for his uncle, the young king would have been torn to pieces by those nobles."

"I hope it is as you said."

"What's the matter with you? My dear astrologer?" The general looked at him suspiciously. "You seem to agree with me to agree to the Grand Duke's request and help them kill Purlin I?"

"I think it might be beneficial for us if the Grand Duke becomes the king of Legrand, after all, we have something to do with him, don't we?"

"No, that's not the case." The general smiled and said gently, "Your astrology is indeed superb, but your sense of politics is a bit worse. Why should we let a young and strong wild wolf replace you?" What about a young lion? Why not let the jackal and the old lion fight to the death."

"However, the star of fate has changed."

the young man answered.

"I see a scorching sun about to rise. It lives in the middle of the Abyss Strait. It may belong to us Bracy, or it may be Legrand. I feel uneasy, general."

"That must be our Majesty."

The general said emphatically.

"Blessie will conquer the land, and the tulips will never bloom."

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The king's carriage is very spacious.

It was different from the one he took when he left the palace in an emergency that day. This carriage was pulled by a full twelve horses, and the paving was even more exquisite and luxurious.An oil lamp was burning behind a glass shade, and the light was dim.

Zhu Chi was reading the report submitted to him by Knight Moore in the firelight.

He has been carefully reading this report all the way.

In fact, he didn't have too many requirements for this report, after all, three days is too short.But maybe the sentence "Now, his life is in your hands" was too exciting. The three knights who tried to save General John worked desperately to sort it out, and even submitted a thick and very detailed report.

Of course, this is still too brief for the entire battle, and it is naturally impossible to meet the standard that "every sword sharpening stone" needs to be accounted for by the king.

Therefore, when submitting this report, the three knights were devastated, wishing to stab themselves in the throat.

The king didn't say anything, and took the report blankly.

The three knights didn't know what the king meant, so they had no choice but to follow around with a little hope.On the way forward, the king didn't appear outside the carriage very often, and would call Moore and the others into the carriage from time to time, raising his own doubts about a certain point in the report.

This also surprised Moore and the others.

They found that the king seemed to have a particularly keen intuition, and the questions he asked became more and more difficult to answer.

The king didn't sneer at their difficult answer, but his expressionless face and cold look were enough for the three knights to be embarrassed.

Seeing that the negotiation site was approaching, the three of them felt a strange sense of relief——

Whether it is life or death, give it a good time, Your Majesty.

Of course, they dare not say this sentence.

The carriage vibrated slightly and the lights flickered.

Zhu Chi pressed his temple and raised his head.

"True City is here, Your Majesty."

The head of internal affairs rode his horse out of the car window, respectfully speaking.