Chapter 5

There were three Knights standing in front of the king. From their tall and straight bodies, we can see that they were not the wine and meat aristocrats who would only wear exquisite armor and then fight for women. They are real soldiers.

The Duke of Buckingham ordered them to kneel down, and the king stopped him.

"If I remember correctly." The king is paler than ordinary people, a little finger stroked the spine of the book, "you should also be in the crowd in the morning, with your sword."

When he spoke, not only the knights, but also the Duke of Buckingham looked a little surprised.

More than 200 people witnessed the execution. Three Knights mingled among them and were stopped by the Duke before they pulled out their swords. When the king arrived, they hid in the crowd. No one thought that the king could remember them clearly.

"Yes."

The knight at the head replied briefly and coldly.

The Duke was irritated by his apparent confrontation with the king, who put his hand on his old hand.

"Be decent, sir."

“…… Yes, your majesty

The knight reluctantly added the honorific.

"Go ahead and tell me what you're going to do."

No matter from the look or tone, we can't tell the emotion of the king at the moment. Just as he was able to praise count Walter's courage and then wield a cold whip, he was always unpredictable. One moment seems gentle and calm, the next moment will erupt into a terrible anger.

"We are going to assassinate you in four days."

After we start, we can explain the following things smoothly.

The leading knight was the woodland aristocrat from the north, viscount Moore. He had been exiled because his elder brother was angry with the church. It was the old Duke of Buckingham who found out his outstanding military ability and helped him recover his title and name. From then on, he was loyal to the Duke.

The king was not surprised that they wanted to avenge the Duke by assassinating themselves.

After the Duke of Buckingham was put in prison by the king, they wanted to break the prison. But they have followed the Duke for many years, and they know his loyalty to the king - he would rather die in prison than let his nephew laugh at him.

They were determined to make the king pay for his cruelty after the Duke was executed.

The time was set for September 21, the day when the brescian mission negotiated with Legrand about the recent battle. The king will leave the palace and arrive in person at tru, which is close to the front line.

They were also in the negotiation group as people who witnessed the defense campaign of Blaise's expedition. At that time, they had a chance to get close to the king and finish the assassination.

For this, they have even prepared weapons.

"What weapon?"

The king was indifferent to the cause of the whole operation. He looked at the knights in front of him and seemed more interested in how they planned to kill themselves.

Moore, who can bravely account for his rebellion in front of the king, suddenly catches up. He looks at the Duke of Buckingham sitting on one side with a guilty heart.

"He said

The lines of the Duke's face became hard, as if he had an iron mask. This is the prelude to his impending fury. In those years, on the battlefield, he rushed into the enemy's army and killed them all.

Moore clenched his teeth, his face swept over with shame, and said nothing.

The king patted his uncle's hand: "I want to ask them a few questions alone."

After a pause, he turned his head a little uneasy and added: -- My dear uncle

Since his official coronation, he has called his uncle less and less intimately. Hearing this long lost address, Duke Buckingham's anger was dissipated. Although he looked very stern, his blue eyes flashed a little light: "if this is your will."

He got up, gave the three Knights a warning look and left.

Only Zhu Chi and three knights were left in the room.

"Go ahead."

The Duke's back disappeared at the door, and the king looked back.

"Don't you worry about our murder?"

"If you dare." The king replied coldly, leaning against the back of the wine red velvet chair, with the diamond pin on his shoulder shining brightly, "here I am."

Moore was silent for a moment, and took the lead to kneel slowly on one knee. He took something out of his arms and offered it with both hands. Seeing that, the king understood why he didn't want to take it out in front of the Duke.

It's a delicate crossbow.

Moreover, the point of the arrow matched with the mechanism crossbow was also poisoned.

It's not hard to imagine how angry the Duke of Buckingham, as a knight loyal to the king with his soul and life, would be when he saw that his subordinates actually used this "Curse" to deal with the king. This means that his subordinates not only violated his chivalry, but also maliciously hoped that the king's soul would go to hell after his death.

This is one of the reasons why the holy religion forbids the use of crossbows.The saints claimed that this cursed object is the devil's weapon, and the souls of those killed by it will be taken away by the devil, and they will suffer from the red fire of hell from then on.

In this era, the consequences are undoubtedly daunting.

"The soul is taken away by the devil? To hell? "

Moore lowered his head and heard the king smile. He was almost bewildered by the elusive monarch and didn't know what he meant.

"What kind of poison?"

The king raised his crossbow and looked at the fire in the fireplace. The crossbow used for assassination is much smaller than the one he found urgently before. It is really suitable for assassination in a very short distance.

"Datura."

"Revenge? Yes, it's romantic. " Said the king.

Zhu Chi lowered his eyes and looked at the crossbow in his hand.

His words seemed admiration, but his face was grim in the fire. The poison of the romance can take the life of a war horse in a very short time. Since the subordinates of the Duke of Buckingham prepare such things to deal with themselves, if they succeed, he will definitely die, not just lose his eyes.

In other words, they were not the assassins who really made the king lose his eyes.

The clue is broken.

Zhu Chi raised his hand and buckled the handle.

Moore heard a slight click of the crossbow. He subconsciously closed his eyes, ready to meet his own death - when he stepped into the room, he had no hope of going out alive.

The sound of a sharp arrow in the air.

Moore could feel the cold wind almost on his scalp.

After a moment of silence, he opened his eyes.

The king played with the crossbow. The arrow on the crossbow was no longer there. Moore turned his head and saw an arrow nailed to the mural at the back with his excellent eyesight. It was a picture of a dinner party. The poisoned bow and arrow didn't enter the throat of a knight.

Moore's throat moved slightly, and he looked up into the king's eyes.

In the face of those ice blue eyes, Moore realized that the king was indeed the nephew of the Duchess, and their eyes were almost the same.

"You are the last person in the world to kill the Duke." Moore couldn't help saying, "he spent his whole life working hard for you, for the Empire of Legrand. He's very old."

"It's not your own words."

The king suddenly grasped something keenly, his eyes stabbing like a dagger.

"Who told you that?"

The author has something to say: ramanta has the title of "flower of the devil", and the flower language includes "terror, death and revenge"

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