So death came

31. Upheaval at Torrins Feast

For the sake of the people, Little John, the crown prince of Nanbi, was sleepy all night. It took only three days to complete the arduous task of going to the forbidden library, and brought back the treasured undead grains, which are as big as goose eggs. Large, under the illumination of the blood moon, it reflects a dark and obscure light.

As soon as Little John came back, he took the undead grains and traveled around, using it to save sick patients everywhere.With the help of the undead original particles, the plague was brought under control as quickly as possible. As the hardest hit area, but also the closest to the central royal city, the number of people still infected was only single digits.

Everyone was very grateful to Little John. When he finally returned to the royal city after visiting all parts of Nanbi, the alleys were empty, and countless people flocked to welcome him on the only road leading to the royal castle.They stood on tiptoes and crowded forward, just to be able to touch his noble fingers.Such a crazy scene is very rare for a cold and isolated vampire.

Little John became a great hero in the entire vampire world overnight.

At the same time, the news about Duke Andre came out from the depths of the castle at some point, and soon spread throughout the whole of Nanbi.Although there have been rumors for a long time, the vast majority of people still don't believe it, but now the ironclad evidence is so overwhelming that no one can help but believe it.

Everyone hated Andre to the bone and wanted to eat him alive. There were also rumors about vampires moving away from the world of the undead.People took to the streets, held demonstrations, and demanded that other races in the undead world get out of the vampire movement, and let the vampires be quiet.

The people who had been mobilized had lost their minds, and they even complained about the old Nanbi King who had a good relationship with Andre because he didn't know people.Everyone is saying that although Andre is hateful, King Nanbi shouldn't fall out with this demon at this critical moment.Coupled with the previous ineffective disaster relief, everyone suffered huge losses. Among the people, the call for King Nanbi to step down and Little John to take over immediately became louder and louder until it resounded throughout Nanbi, and the government no longer suppressed it. Can't go down.

In the misty wind and rain, some people are watching, and some people are participating in it.But no matter who it is, everyone feels that Nanbi, who has remained unchanged for millions of years, is about to change.

Meanwhile, in the castle.

"Father, don't listen to those mobs, they just don't understand you. You have done so well for so many years, and you must continue to do it. They just thought wrong for a while, and they will definitely regret it when they react " Little John walked to King Nanbi's side, and patted him on the shoulder respectfully, his tone was very disrespectful to King Nanbi, and his indignation was beyond words.

"No, what they said is actually right," King Nanbi sighed and rubbed his temples, but after a few days, he became even older. "I'm old, and I should abdicate a long time ago."

King Nanbi's tone was a bit strange, which made little John feel a little uncomfortable, but when he looked carefully, King Nanbi's face was full of sincerity.Laughing secretly in his heart that he was thinking too much, after a moment of silence, Little John said firmly: "What are you talking about, this position must be yours..."

"You are better than me," King Nanbi interrupted him, looking out of the window with his hands behind his back, hiding his face in the shadows, "That's it, I have already decided, and I will announce it at the Nanbi Noble Committee tomorrow." information."

The corner of Little John's mouth twitched inconspicuously, but was abruptly cut off by King Nanbi's next sentence: "Get ready, I have invited all the great nobles in Nanbi, and those old elders have also been invited over by me. .I will be the first to announce you at the Torrins banquet this evening."

Little John paused, clenched his fists tightly.After a long time, he smiled embarrassingly: "Father, you don't need to do this...it's just an ordinary succession, so why bother..."

Torrins Feast, one of the oldest traditions in the entire undead world.When the king changes, if the previous king has high hopes for the next king, he will hold a Torrins banquet, gather all the famous nobles in the country in the castle, and give the next king the day before the succession ceremony. The king officially recommends it to everyone, enlisting their support.

If there is no Torrins Banquet, it will be difficult for everyone to agree, and the next king will always encounter various voices of opposition, but as long as the Torrins Banquet is held, it is equivalent to signing a contract, and the previous king will use his own soul as a mortgage It requires all ministers to obey the monarch's orders unconditionally.If the minister wants to disobey, the only way is to destroy the old king's soul.

This is a gamble that involves life and everything else, so no one in the undead world will choose to hold such a banquet unless it is absolutely necessary.

King Nanbi shook his head and said decisively: "You are worthy, believe me. Besides, we have discovered Andre's wolf ambition. It is very likely that the battle between Nanbi and the headquarters of the undead world will start soon. At this critical moment, I have to hold a Torlins banquet to get more support for you. You must be worthy of it."

King Nanbi patted Little John heavily with his hands trustingly, with a meaningful tone.

Little John froze in place, nodded mechanically, but didn't say anything, but stared at a point with his head down, water dripped from his temples, and the clothes behind him were also wet.

The place where the shoulder was patted seemed to be on fire, almost burning to death.

***

It was night, when the blood moon was a quarter of the way from east to west, the Torrins banquet was held punctually in the deepest part of the castle.

It has been too long since the Torlins banquet disappeared, so many nobles finally remembered that there was indeed such a cheating tradition after reading the warm reminder on the invitation.

Although there were some complaints about King Nanbi's recent unfavorable disaster management, but shocked by King Nanbi's determination, all the nobles of Nanbi entered the venue.

In the Rococo-style room, the whole piece of wine-red carpet has no seams, covering the hall of hundreds of square meters.The huge chandelier is enchanted, and each broken diamond emits a gentle light, illuminating the room full of seventeenth-century British style.There is a huge oval mahogany table in the middle, covered with all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas.The nobles in formal attire sat in their seats, waiting for the master to speak.

There were two seats at the top, and King Nanbi sat solemnly on the slightly higher one, looking at everyone with squinted eyes.On the slightly lower seat, it was originally Little John, but he received a message from the servant that there was something wrong with the last soup, so he apologized and left, and went to deal with it urgently.

When Little John returns, King Nanbi will announce the news of his abdication, and then take the lead in drinking the soup that represents the establishment of the contract.After the last person drinks it, King Nanbi will exchange places with Little John, and he will sit on the throne that symbolizes the supreme ruler to complete the whole ceremony.

Vampires are the most elegant existence in the entire undead world, so even though they have been waiting for 10 minutes, there is still no rustling sound in the entire room.All the vampires looked at His Majesty calmly, without looking left or right, not even a hint of impatience could be found on their faces.

"I'm very sorry, I'm late." Responding to the voice, the handsome and handsome in the past, but now the calm and reliable little John commanded his subordinates, and put the soup in the center.

Perhaps it was because of his deep admiration, but there was no joy on his face, and even his brows were tightly closed, as if he was caught in infinite troubles.

"John, is this...?" Among the crowd, an old man with white hair and chicken skin suddenly asked.He has a high status, is the oldest, and sits next to King Nanbi, so he doesn't have to worry about some etiquette at all, "This subordinate doesn't look like a person from the undead world. Hitomi?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone looked at the subordinate.Indeed, he was tall and burly, with the typical features of the ancient Greek David-style sculpture in the human world. Even if he lowered his head, he could not conceal his heroic appearance, and his eyes were golden, which would never appear in the undead world.

Little John clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves: "He is an unfortunate victim of this plague. He received treatment too late, so his body shape and the color of his eyes have changed. I thought he was pitiful, so I took it away." For left and right." He explained with a chuckle.

Everyone nodded, admiring Little John's benevolence.

The servants around brought the silver bowls, and the servant who had been standing with his head down took out a golden ladle, scooped up the soup for everyone, and the servant took it away and placed it in front of everyone.

Torrins Soup is made from natural and earthly treasures in the undead world, and the spiritual spring deep in the forbidden area is used as a reference. The ingredients in it are completely unavailable even if you have money.Only such a soup can be used as a medium to realize such a big contract.

Little John nodded to King Nanbi, and sat back in his seat.Because the contract was aimed at him, there was no Thorin Tang in front of him.

He looked absently at the knife and fork in front of him, his eyes were erratic, with obvious anxiety and absent-mindedness.

On the dining table, the strange aroma of Torlings soup spread throughout the room, as if poppy was added, fragile and full of temptation.

King Nanbi asked him with concern, and after getting the answer that nothing happened, King Nanbi raised Torrin Sitang and stood up: "Everyone."

The nobles stood up in response, and also raised their soup bowls with both hands, and lifted the Torrins soup to the level of their foreheads.

Wang Nanbi said loudly: "Everyone is welcome to attend the Torrins Banquet. I am old and immoral, and I will hand over this position to my son tomorrow. I hope you can help him."

"The great source of the dead, I sacrifice my soul here, and I only hope that my son can live through the ages and make great achievements!" After finishing speaking, he wanted to drink it all.

"and many more."

Just when King Nanbi was about to drink the bowl of soup, the heavy gate that had been heavily cursed was kicked open, revealing the guards who fell all over the ground behind.

Everyone's eyes widened.

In the dark and unclear distance, Andre was wearing the iconic black robe, with his long silver hair loosely tied behind his head.Standing one step behind him was Li Yuan, and two people, one tall and one short, came slowly from the darkness.

"How can such a major event of changing the dynasty be without me?"

Andre stood still at the entrance, held up the huge and terrifying Death Scythe with one hand, and slammed the ground heavily, burning a big hole in a red Jilu beast carpet.

He was expressionless, standing side by side with Li Yuan, who had an oriental face, looking beyond the terrified crowd, looking directly at the person in the upper seat and the subordinate next to him: "Little John, are you right?"

The velvety voice was like a death-killing spell.