Mermaid O was spoiled by the paranoid marshal after being reborn

After Cromway finished speaking, he bypassed Freddie, hugged the snow-white daisy, and knelt down in front of the tombstone. His expression was cold, as if frozen, and his eyes looked extremely cold. He didn't even glance at Freddy, as if what appeared in front of him was not his biological father who was related to him by blood, but a stranger.

"Your Majesty, don't take it to heart."

But Freddie, who was standing there with a hunched figure, looked so bleak that Carl couldn't help but tense up, and explained incoherently.

"Marshal didn't mean that..."

Although Karl was persuading him like this, at this moment, even he himself felt that his explanation and persuasion seemed so weak and weak. Therefore, looking at the lonely eyes of the old man, Karl seemed to be stuck in his throat, his heart was sore and choked, but he couldn't speak. Come.

Karl was originally worried about Freddy and wanted to stay with him for a while longer, but he saw Cromway kneeling upright in front of the tombstone. It was already winter, and the ground was cold, even with the unmelted dew in the morning. Cromway's pants were wet a lot, but the other party didn't seem to notice it, still like a steel sculpture, kneeling upright in the milky white mist.

It seemed that Carl standing in front of him could not stop looking at Cromway in front of the cemetery, knowing that he was worried that Cromway had just recovered from a serious illness. Now that he would catch a cold and lead to a relapse of his old illness, Freddy understood. He twitched the corners of his mouth, tried his best to put away the sad look on his face, and turned it into a smile.

"Go with him, Petunia must also want to see you."

"But……"

Carl hesitated to speak.

"Don't worry, I'm going back to the palace to continue handling government affairs. The assassination case a few days ago still has a tail, so you can stay with him at ease."

Freddy reached out and patted Carl on the shoulder, then turned and left.

Seeing Freddy's figure gradually disappearing into the morning mist, although Carl was still a little worried, but after all the other party had left, and of course he couldn't watch Cromway ruin his body like this, so he He trotted forward quickly and came to Cromway's side.

"It's cold on the ground, your illness is just right, you'd better get up."

Cromway did not respond to Carl's concerns, but after a moment of silence, he said slowly:

"...When I was five years old, I knelt in the snow all night, hoping that the gods would show up and dispel the pain on my mother, but in the end my mother still left me."

"That day, it was colder than today."

Cromway's voice was hoarse, his voice was like an iron sculpture frozen stiff in winter, tired and lonely.

Carl was taken aback.

Although Cromway's words were just understatement, he seemed to be able to see a small body kneeling outside his mother's house on that snowy night many years ago, begging to heaven not to take his mother away.

It's a pity that the gods didn't appear, and there are no miracles in the world, but the boy's mother still abandoned him and left with regret.

"..."

For a moment, Carl didn't know what to say. Although he had never seen Cromway's mother, he seemed to be able to see the woman's beautiful face and bright smile from the black and white photo on the tombstone. , feel vitality and love.

After hearing Cromway's words, Carl didn't say anything more. Regardless of the thin frost and mud in front of the tombstone, Carl knelt down and knelt side by side with Cromway.

Seeing Cromway turning his head and looking at him with astonished eyes, as if he hadn't expected his actions, Karl's expression was calm, but he looked very determined.

"I'll be with you."

"You... actually don't need to do this."

Cromway was startled, but Karl interrupted his words and said with a smile:

"I voluntarily, and..."

Karl seemed to have thought of something, his face was reddish, and his voice was as soft as a gnat in the next sentence.

"...your mother is also my mother."

"!"

Carl's words resounded in Cromway's mind like a thunderbolt. His brain seemed to be stuck in an instant, unable to think. It can be seen that except for the red tips of Carl's white ears, his expression was not. It was very firm, so Cromway didn't say anything more, just stretched out his hands, and interlocked his fingers to give Karl a silent but firm answer.

Kneeling in front of the tomb for nearly 10 minutes, Cromway also babbled to the woman in the photo for 10 minutes. He listed all the major events he had encountered this year and told the woman.Before this, Karl never thought that one day Cromway would be able to say so many words in one breath without taking a breath.

After standing up, Cromway gently placed a bouquet of lily of the valley flowers brought by him in front of the tombstone. Before that, a bouquet of snow-white daisies in full bloom had already been turned over in front of the tombstone. It was obviously Freddie. left.

"You said you like lily of the valley the most, because its flower language is the return of happiness, and it can make people always have hope and look forward to tomorrow, so I brought you lily of the valley this year, you won't be bored, mother?"

Cromway raised his brows slightly, and an extremely rare gentle smile appeared on his face.

"When I was young, I didn't believe in these things. I thought it was just a hoax to deceive myself and others. But when I grew up, I seemed to start to believe in these chaotic things. I even hope that you are really like the legends. Be the star above my head, accompany and protect me. But this time, I really brought my 'Little Lily of the Valley' to see you."

As Cromway said, he looked sideways at Karl who was clasped with his fingers beside him. Under his affectionate gaze, Karl also smiled at the tombstone in front of the tombstone:

"I'm Cromway's fiancée, my name is Karl, don't worry, I will take good care of him, um...mother."

Carl said swearingly, and then exchanged a glance with Cromway, his brows and eyes already crescent.

Although there were no direct words from the beginning to the end, a silent tacit understanding seemed to circulate between the two of them. The winter wind blew past, blowing the branches and leaves of the trees beside the tomb, and the leaves swayed rustlingly, as if they were nodding their heads.

"His Majesty!"

Seeing that Freddy's face was pale as soon as he walked into the palace, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, the head guard was startled, and was about to step forward, but Freddy seemed to be used to it, and reached out to grope for a place not far away. Armrests, sat down on the seat.

Seeing this, the chief guard didn't dare to delay, and quickly took the medicine that Freddy usually took from the hidden compartment of the drawer. Freddy propped his forehead and poured the pills down his throat. After sitting quietly for a while, he His complexion looked a little better.

Although Freddy's face softened quite a bit, this often happened to the other party when he came in. Once when Freddy got up from the bed after a nap, he even fell to the ground unconscious, if the floor was not covered with a thick blanket The carpet will definitely be bloody.

Therefore, the chief guard didn't dare to delay, and quickly asked:

"Your Majesty, are you okay? Do you want me to find the imperial doctor?"

"No, as long as you get the medicine on time every week."

Freddy shook his head, he stretched out his hand to support his forehead, his expression looked very tired, but suddenly his expression turned pale:

"No one can tell about this, have you heard?"

"……Yes."

Although the chief guard was worried about Freddy's physical condition, he couldn't disobey the other party's wishes after all, so he had no choice but to respond, saluted and then retreated.

The door closed, and Freddy was the only one left in the room again. At this moment, it seemed that he had just removed all the disguises on his body and turned back into an ordinary old man.

Freddy rubbed his swollen forehead with his hands, but his brain didn't stop working, and thoughts surged in his mind, but it made his brows wrinkle again.

For his deteriorating body, Freddy knows better than any outsider. It can even be said that if Cromway did not block the assassin this time, even if the opponent's sharp knife did not penetrate the vitals, given Freddy's current physical condition, it is estimated that The same will be bad luck.

But this old man in his dying years knew that he could not fall down. He still carried too many burdens on his body, so he could not let others know his physical condition. After all, the empire seemed calm, but in fact there were hidden waves. There are really too many wolves, tigers and leopards, eyeing the throne.

Although Freddy strictly guarded against the news of his illness, some ministers seemed to have some insight. Over the past year, they had hinted at the matter of opposing the Chu in the court, and wrote to remind them many times, but Freddy seemed to ignore it. The ministers praised and recommended Morris, but they were noncommittal.

Freddy knew very well that although Morris was excellent in academics and well-versed in both civil and military affairs, he was narrow-minded and determined to take revenge. Although he seemed to turn a blind eye to these years, he did not care about Morris' private actions to exclude courtiers. , gang-forming activities, but Freddie saw it clearly.

So of course Freddie knew that Morris was not the best candidate for succession.

However, the relationship between his heirs and the queen over the years is mostly out of interests, and he doesn't want to make Morris the crown prince, and he is also worried that Morris' mother clan will take the opportunity to grow, which will cause uncontrollable chaos situation.

Rubbing his sore temples, Freddy let out a long sigh, but the lump in his chest didn't dissipate in the slightest.

Freddy's thoughts were interrupted by the pass from the guard outside the door.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Karl begs to see you."

"Let him in."

Freddie sighed.

"See..."

Seeing that Karl was about to salute himself again, Freddy waved his hand.

"There is no one else here, we will be a family from now on, there is no need to be so unfamiliar in the future."

"Your Majesty, I haven't married the marshal yet..."

Carl blushed.

"And, no matter what, the rules must not be messed up."

Seeing Carl blinking his light golden eyes and speaking seriously, Freddy couldn't help laughing out loud, jokingly said:

"If you're in a hurry, I'll ask the ceremony officer to find a good day later and hold a big banquet in the palace so that you and Cromway can get married as soon as possible."

"I... I'm not in a hurry."

Hearing Freddy's words, Carl's cheeks flushed with shame, and he immediately denied it.

"And I haven't asked the Marshal what he meant."

Carl hesitated, and finally had to move out of Cromway to make a relief.

After the joke was over, Freddy also put away his smile. Seeing that there were splashes of mud on Carl's clothes, it was obvious that he came to see him just after returning from the cemetery, so Freddy asked his servants to bring a warm Black tea and a change of clothes.

"You came to see me, do you think what Cromway said yesterday was a little too much?" Freddy asked.

Seeing that Carl hung his head and said nothing, Freddy smiled.

"Actually, you don't have to think so. If you know what kind of life he has experienced, maybe you won't feel so."

Unexpectedly, Freddie would bring up Cromway's past again, and Carl had a suspicious look on his face.

Seeing that Carl immediately raised his head to look at him when he heard Cromway's name, his eyes flashed with curiosity, and he almost wrote all his relationship with Cromway on his face, Freddy smiled and said:

"Since you are so interested in his childhood photos, you probably also want to know how Cromway went from a soldier to a marshal who now leads the three armies?"

"Yes..."

Carl murmured, he seems to have never thought about this issue, even Cromway, who is known as "Owen II is alive", but he is not the marshal of the legion from the beginning, but he is step by step, steady and steady was promoted.

"How did the marshal become a marshal step by step?"

Carl looked curious. He was indeed very curious about Cromway's past.

Although there is a saying "I don't have time to participate in your past, I will accompany you to the end", but for a lover, ordinary people still inevitably want to know and understand his past.

Freddie Yoyo:

"Although Cromway is my child, he has never revealed his status as a prince to outsiders, so he is not like other nobles, he was born to hold an important position in the legion, so he was able to go to today's The positions are all achieved by him fighting in the hail of bullets and climbing up step by step."

"Even when you first came into contact with him, you should have thought about why he is so unapproachable to strangers, and even seems so cold and inhuman?"

Hearing Freddy's rhetorical question, Carl thought about it carefully, then nodded.

It has to be said that before formal contact with Kerenway, he could not help imagining the other party as a vicious person through the rumors from the outside world, but after getting acquainted with the other party, Karl discovered that Kerenway not only did not resemble the rumors He is as cruel and ruthless as he said in the book, but he is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, with a sincere and gentle heart.

Of course, Karl didn't know that, in fact, Cromway gave him almost all of the few tenderness.

"He has suffered more than you, and even more than I know."

Freddie turned away with his hands behind his back, and heaved a long sigh.

"I have personally held a gun and fired a mech on the battlefield, so I naturally know the cruelty of the battlefield. The gunfire is raging, and the smoke is filled. One second is a living comrade, and the next second may be blown away by the shells falling from the sky. His legs were cut off, his flesh was even bloody, and his intestines flowed all over the ground..."

"Moreover, not only enemies, comrades-in-arms, and friends, but even yourself is just one of the prey. In marching and fighting, you will never know whether you will survive to see the sun the next day... that is really true. Put your head on your waist. I still remember the first class I took when I entered the barracks. In order to let the recruits get used to killing, the daily meals were raw meat with blood."

As he said that, as if recalling some painful memories, Freddy's face revealed a look of disappointment. He took a deep breath, but he paused for a moment before continuing to speak.

"However, Cromway is better than me in combat. When I first entered the barracks, I was almost scared to pee my pants, let alone kill the enemy bravely. He is very courageous. He killed more than a dozen enemies in one battle, and it was through these victories that he finally climbed to his current position."

As Freddy said, he couldn't help but show strong approval in his eyes looking up.

"However, although he is good at fighting, there is no general who is always victorious in the world. The battlefield changes rapidly, and there will always be various unexpected accidents. Do you know what he has done?"

Seeing Carl shaking his head, Freddy said slowly:

"...He once personally killed the teacher who was infected by the mutated Zerg virus in the battle. He was the gentleman he respected the most, and he was also the former head of the Allengar Legion and the Marshal of the Empire."