The Sensory Animals of Ston Hill

The leaders of the war faction entered the hall and surrounded the archbishop and his allies.People with guns in their hands, but with polite words on their lips that Grace could never learn.

Grace saw her nominal father, sweating profusely, being supported by a soldier.Lord Marquis seemed to have no strength at all, and his chubby body was completely supported by the soldier, as if he had been kidnapped.

Grace also saw that William had been looking at Alan Stone with too severe eyes, and Alan seemed to be avoiding his brother, never looking at William.

At this time, His Majesty whispered in his ear again: "Help me to the house." Then he remembered that His Majesty was still very weak, and hurriedly helped His Majesty to walk inside.

"Your Majesty!" A nobleman of the war faction called to stop the king, "Please stay a little longer, there are still some important matters that need to be decided by you."

His Majesty concealed his weakness, and said in a very indifferent tone, "Gentlemen, please understand that a patient needs more rest. I believe you can discuss the result by yourself." After finishing speaking, he left with Grace's support.

After returning to the bedroom, His Majesty drank a lot of water, and felt hungry again, so he asked the servant to bring a lot of food.Dr. Herman said that the toss just now caused His Majesty to sweat a lot and consume a lot of energy. This is a good sign, His Majesty may be recovering soon.

Grace dined with His Majesty, but he couldn't eat anything by himself.

"Drink this cup of tea." His Majesty took away the bread with only one bite in his hand and replaced it with a cup of tea, "then go change your clothes and listen to what they are discussing for me."

Grace was very surprised and suspected that His Majesty was testing him, so she said, "I don't understand that, Your Majesty, I'm not interested in politics."

"Don't worry, I know you can understand. Find out for me who is in charge of those people."

"How about... I'll help you over there?"

"It's already unbearable for so many people to see my face just now. I don't want to stand in front of people with these three abscesses." His Majesty picked up a lock of his hair and gently ran it The hair was stroked to the end, and then let go: "You comb your hair too, I don't want them to see how beautiful your hair is."

Grace didn't bring the maid over, he couldn't put on a pannier himself, and he couldn't pile up his hair like building a house, so he simply tidied up.

Before going out, he thought of something again and asked His Majesty, "Will you blame Colonel Ston?"

His Majesty has a good appetite, he has already eaten a whole egg, and is about to eat the second one now.While tapping the eggshell gently with the back of his silver spoon, he said: "Whether Colonel Ston did it by accident or on purpose, he did leak the news and was used by others. From the results, he did not complete my assignment very well." task for him."

Grace gripped the doorknob vigorously, and wanted to say something, but was stopped by His Majesty: "But I won't blame him, and I won't hold anyone accountable. They won and pulled me onto their boat, and now I'm gone Need to think about those things again. Go, Grace, you're in this boat, and it'll do you good to know a little more."

The king's bodyguard led him to the temporary meeting room and opened the door for him.The room that was full of heated arguments just now fell silent.

Grace saw the huge table filled with the leaders of the two factions.His eyes did not linger on the faces of William Ston or the Earl of Arundel, but stood at the door and lowered his eyes, curtseyed to everyone, then raised his head and asked Nakoren Marquis: "Father, may I sit next to you?"

The Marquis of Nacolon hadn't recovered from the horrific rush just now, and subconsciously looked at the Earl of Arundel next to him.His servant was much smarter than him, and quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him up from his seat, and added a chair beside him.

Grace sat between the Marquis of Nakron and the Earl of Arundel, and William and Allen were opposite him.Most of these people had military experience, and their sitting posture was very upright, which made Grace sit very upright involuntarily, more restrained than at the dining table in the palace.

He sat upright with his hands in his lap.The Earl of Arundel, sitting on his right, held his hand under the table, which made him shiver.His body still had memories of the man's touch.But he understood immediately that the Earl of Arundel was reminding him to put his hands on the table.

Everyone's hands were on the table, but there were still several guns thrown on the table. The black muzzles of the guns were facing others, which was very scary, so he didn't dare to put his hands on the table just now.

The Earl of Arundel shook his hand again, urging him.Grace hurriedly put her hands on the table.

He instantly realized the difference in this posture, and when he took his hands from his lap to the table, his jaw naturally lifted: this is a posture for equal conversation.

At this moment, Alan Ston, who was sitting across from him, tapped the table twice with the muzzle of his pistol: "My lord, what did you just say? Please continue—"

His tone was colder than Grace had ever heard, and all the threats he had said to Grace before seemed like jokes compared to this.

In the ensuing "discussion", almost all the conservatives in the army were replaced by the main combatants. They talked about each position for more than three hours, and the elderly archbishop seemed to be tortured.

The archbishop fainted at last when he spoke of a national conscription and of exempting tithes from military service, following the principles of indulgences in the days of the Crusades.His two assistants couldn't wake him up, and the main fighters showed mercy and didn't force him anymore.The meeting ends here.

Grace stood up, aching from exhaustion.He thought the Archbishop might have really fainted, since he was so old, and it was terrible to talk about taking money out of his pocket.

The room gradually became empty, leaving only William and Alan Stone.Grace was the last one to leave. Through the closed door, she saw the two brothers standing silently facing each other. They were both wearing military uniforms, and there was almost no difference in stature.

The Earl of Arundel stood at the end of the corridor and looked towards him, as if he was waiting for him.There were some noises from inside the door, but they couldn't be heard clearly.

Grace hesitated for a moment, and chose to ask the Earl of Arundel first.He stopped two meters away from the earl and asked him, "Did you bring it up first or Alan Stone?"

The Earl of Arundel smiled, "Still so childish, I thought you would ask me more important questions."

Grace bit the meat in her mouth annoyed, and asked again: "You used to say 'the best wine is in the servant's cupboard', you laughed when you said that, did you just think What about this?"

Earl Arundel looked very surprised, "Do you remember?"

"You never answer questions!"

"Okay, take it easy, Grace, I answer you: yes."

Grace still felt annoyed after getting the answer, and asked him with a bad attitude: "Then do you want the wine of the church or the wine of the nobles? Or both?"

"Church. On this point I am exactly on the same side as Colonel Ston."

"What about Allen?"

"He wanted to take both drinks, but I told him he couldn't offend everyone all at once."

"Is he listening?"

The count shrugged his shoulders and concluded briefly: "Young radicals don't want to follow in the footsteps of their brothers."

Grace glared at him again, then turned to leave.

"Grace," the earl called to stop him, "I once underestimated your innocence and your intelligence. If I had known you better, I would have made a completely different choice. I would rather you stay by my side."

Grace turned her head and laughed at him, "You said that because His Majesty likes me."

Before he returned to the meeting room, there were continuous indistinct conversations coming from the door.He put his ear against the heavy wooden door, and the guards at the door rushed forward to stop his inappropriate behavior.

The guards were William's men, Grace knew him, and called out his name accurately: "Sergeant Stark, I'm afraid they're fighting."

The sergeant was aware of Grace's position, but still hesitated.Grace gently pushed his chest with her hand to prevent him from getting closer. Then, Grace put the index finger of that hand in front of her lips again, and gave a small "shh".

In the pure green eyes, there was a soft but stubborn gaze, which was more useful than any order, and the sergeant stepped aside cautiously.

No one bothered anymore, Grace eavesdropped intently.

After putting my ear against the door, the voice in the room immediately became much clearer.At first, there was an argument with lowered voices, and then, he heard a muffled grunt.

William's voice suddenly rose: "How dare you lie! I only told you one person! If it was just speculation, how dare they bring so many people here? You think you are using others, but you are also being used by others !"

Alan Stone's voice was also excited, but his voice sounded very nasal, so Grace guessed that the sound just now was made by him.He was beaten.

Alan Stone said in a nasal voice: "Is the current situation not good? You always hope to wait for the 'best' opportunity, but there will never be a 'best', only the opportunity to fight for yourself!"

"What you call fighting is risking Grace!"

"...What about Grace?"

William's voice sank again, and Grace couldn't hear it clearly.After a while, he heard Alan Stone say: "But isn't she all right?..."

"People can't be lucky all the time, Captain Ston, I hope you don't always do things with luck in the future."

"How can it be a fluke? I know that even if you let the king have an accident, you won't let her have an accident. I know you too well, William, so I dare to do this!"

Grace heard someone striding towards the door, and hurriedly stepped aside.

The door was pulled open and closed again, and Alan Stone walked out of the room.When he saw Grace standing by the door, he froze for a moment, and raised his hand to cover his left face.But Grace had seen it just now, his left jaw was red and swollen, because he was beaten.Maybe it was a fist, maybe it was a gun butt.

Grace thought he was going to say something, maybe something apologetic, maybe an apology.But Alan Stone looked at him, just pursed his lips hard, and left without saying anything.