Chapter 6

Viscount Moore was a woodland aristocrat from the north.

The northern part of the Legrand Empire had been regarded as a "barbaric country" until it was conquered by purland's great grandfather.

In the 12th century before the western continent, there was an invasion from the sea barbarians, although the tidal invasion only lasted less than 100 years. The northern part of the Empire was occupied by barbarians from then on. It was not until later that the descendants of the barbarians gradually integrated with Legrand, but their language habits were deeply influenced by the barbarian tradition, which was simple and short, and their vocabulary pronunciation was muddy and rough.

For this reason, the woodland nobles from the north have been ridiculed in the palace.

When Viscount Moore explained his plan for the assassination, the king had noticed that his style of expression was very simple - in the words of the central and Eastern nobles, "rude as a farmer.".

However, the last paragraph just said by Viscount Moore can be regarded as elegant, and the last "senior virtue" is a typical palace expression influenced by the church.

It's not a tunnel that Viscount Moore, a nobleman of the north, would use.

Unless someone said that to him recently.

Moore was startled by the king's sudden question. He couldn't even understand how the king knew such a trivial matter.

"Who said that?"

The tone of the King became tough, just like the old Duke of Buckingham. His face was like a cold iron mask.

"Kyle, Kyle Roy."

Murmured more, and he began to realize something.

"He's a tourist."

"Arrest him. At once. "

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Today's maune castle is full of disasters.

At seven o'clock in the morning, count Walter, the owner of the castle, was almost exiled on the spot. In the afternoon, the soldiers who were under the command of the king in the whole manor became busy again. All the tourists in the territory were detained and released after their identities were verified.

In the evening, the castle was shrouded in oppressive darkness.

The sound of wood burning in the fireplace was clear and audible. The king was sitting not far from the fireplace, but most of his face was in shadow.

Just now, the governor of the inner court delivered the report of the defense forces: they found three tourist merchants named "Kyle". Only one of them was in line with Viscount Moore's statement that he had talked with them the night before yesterday.

When the guard broke in, he pulled out his dagger and cut his throat cleanly.

The room was filled with terrible silence, and the three Knights knelt on the carpet with gray faces and lowered their proud heads.

They had a drink together in the inn some time ago. When I was drunk, I could not help complaining. At that time, beside them was the tourist, who seemed to say that casually. But God knows what's going on, and it's also the act of resentment. Maybe it's the devil. That sentence is deeply rooted in their minds.

Later, they heard the merchant exclaim, "if only there were a brave monk, but the hero is dead" - there was a story about Caligula, a heretic tyrant, who was assassinated by a monk in the drama at that time.

In a word, it was only after that day that they planned the assassination.

After explaining everything, Moore did not dare to see the king's face. The Knights realized a terrible thing: someone had carefully prepared this series of plots.

They thought that their heroic revenge was in the hands of the vicious enemy.

The dead silence in the room was breathless. The king did not speak. No one knew what he thought.

Moore leaned down, his forehead on the carpet, and he repressed his shame: "we have committed unforgivable crimes, and we are willing to pay our lives for our mistakes. But, sire! There's something wrong with the battle of Kevin! The general must have been plotted

The battle of Keven was the battle that the son of the old Duke fought against the expedition of the kingdom of Blaise a month ago.

According to the report sent back to the palace, the Duke's son, young general John, was negligent when he had enough food and weapons. He did not take the enemy's vanguard troops seriously. As a result, he lost Yuehe fortress, the throat of the east of Legrand, in late July, which directly led to the total failure of the war.

"Are you pleading for him?"

The king looked down at the three Knights prostrate on the ground, and his tone was slightly mocking.

"Three dying men come to intercede for others."

"I guarantee by the honor of my family that General John is not the one who will make the mistake of belittling the enemy!"

There was no blood on Moore's face, but he gritted his teeth and swore.

"If I have a false word, everyone in the brieu family will go to hell forever!"

"What happens after death is in charge." The king said faintly, "to go to hell forever is not worth a penny to me."

His words let the three Knights into despair.

"But," the king said, looking at the three knights who suddenly raised their heads, "the mission will arrive on the 21st. Like the stupid Earl of mern, you have three days. I want to see a detailed report of the battles you took part in - from the deployment of every soldier, the direction of every flag, every bow, every millstone to every sword Bread grain flour, the preparation of each piece of cheese Use these things to prove to me that your general did his best to prepare for this war. "In such a short period of time, it is harsh to ask for such a file and report.

But the king didn't mean to be tolerant.

"If not --"

the king leaned forward, and his silver hair almost fell on Moore's cheek. His soft voice penetrated into his ears - more taunting than when he gave a stern order.

"That's all you think of as noble sacrifice."

He expected to see the Knights show a sullen look - no knight can calmly face this insult to their character.

"Of course, for now, you don't have chivalry."

The king straightened up and leaned against the crimson velvet, with pale fingers crossed and fingertips touching each other.

The faces of the three officers turned red.

In the king's hand, there was the delicate crossbow.

"The royal treasury will help you. But it's up to you to finish it or not. "

He said in a soft but frightening tone.

"Go ahead and prove to me that he is innocent."

As they stood up, Moore saw the king smiling in the light of the fire: "now, his life is in your hands."

This is a threat.

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The three knights who served as officers left, leaving the king alone in the room.

He sat quietly by the fireplace, and the light of the fire outlined the delicate outline of his face.

Zhu Chi didn't care whether he could find out the reason from the report.

No one knows the army better than the officers rolling up from the bottom. What he wants to do is to understand the objective information of the team initially and without being deceived.

From high to far.

There were too many heavy tents around the king.

Maybe the old Duke, who has survived decades of war, can have a sense of the military situation, but Pollan?

Come on, he can hear three out of ten sentences without whitewash or exaggeration. It's time to thank the noble and officials for their conscience.

After a moment, Zhu Chi wakes up from his meditation.

Looking at the snow outside the window, he was silent for a moment, and asked the housekeeper to send a brand-new cloak for the old Duke of Buckingham, which was worthy of being called a duke.

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The old Baron unfolded his scarlet cloak, which was made of soft snow fox skin and was expensive. But that's not what the Duke cares about.

His calloused hand, left over from years of war, gently stroked the rose pattern embroidered with gold thread on his cloak. Rose, this is the symbol of the royal family of Legrand.

"My little purland."

The old man sighed softly.

Strictly speaking, he took over his infant nephew from the queen earlier than his brother William III. At that time, the elder brother was still fighting against the rebels. It was he who guarded the newborn baby for the elder brother.

The Duke of Buckingham took off his dark robe and draped his cloak with the pattern of the rose family.

He is happy to be able to play for his small king again.

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The king's officials soon arrived at mern.

Obviously, the king's wilful act of sneaking out of the Palace this time caused a lot of trouble to these officials. But the Duke of Buckingham's business made them unable to admonish the king. They joined in the task of sorting out the war reports.

And there was a man who was summoned by the king alone.

As soon as the dusty Chancellor stepped in, he heard the king's words:

"how long will it take to raise 20000 pounds?"

He nearly tripped in the dark.