Unlike Manro's bloody storm, the Nordic battlefield was very quiet, and it ended completely without even the smell of gunpowder.
When Magebazi was dragged by Wang Hao and brought to Ladong, the old face was filled with loneliness and sadness of "the situation is over".
He looked at the high-spirited Ladon in front of him and sighed that God was really unfair. He could almost replace him and become the next god in Northern Europe.
Looking at the remorse on Magbaz's face, Ladon actually knew that he must not regret what he had done, but that he almost succeeded.
"Are you thinking that if you were more subtle in your deployment and luckier, it wouldn't be like this?"
His heart was exposed, but Magebaz still said without changing his face: "I want to see the king."
Although Magebaz's current situation is not optimistic, but the state has national laws and family rules, and Ladon has no right to deal with him at all.
As long as you see the king, everything can be turned around.
But Ladon took a document from the guard next to him and threw it in front of Magebaz.
"See for yourself."
Magbaz opened the cover with some hesitation, and when his eyes came into contact with the content on it, the whole person was in a trance.
All his movements in the past few days have been recorded by photos, and there is a time record next to each photo, marking what he is doing and who he is with.
Magbaz forced himself to calm down and told himself that the pictures alone didn't tell much.
But when I continued to read back, a chill climbed up my spine, and my eyelids trembled uncontrollably.
Anyone who has appeared in the photo has signed a confession.
Magebazi raised his head: "You actually forged a confession! Ladong, you are so bold."
He was only arrested an hour ago, how could Ladong have obtained handwritten confessions from so many people in such a short period of time?
Ladon looked at him with pity: "To be honest, I got these confessions a week ago."
What he said was an understatement, but it frightened Magebazi. After some scrutiny, Magebazi still felt that it was unlikely, and he sneered: "If you got these things a week ago, why didn't you give them to the king? Instead stay until now?"
"Fool, hand it over immediately, how can it kill you?"
Just relying on the crimes in the confession letter, at most, he will be deprived of the title of nobleman. Killing a lord is different. Not only will he be deprived of the title, but the mastermind will also pay the price of his life, and his family will not be spared.
After listening to Ladong's explanation, Magbaz was completely stunned. The Ladong in his memory was just a good means, but he didn't know that he still had such a vicious heart.
Not only did he want to get rid of himself, he also wanted to completely erase the Mag family from the history of Northern Europe.
Magbaz suddenly shouted like crazy: "You are talking nonsense, there is nothing at all, it is you, you are the one who imprisoned the king, I will send someone over to find out what's wrong."
"I imprison His Royal Highness? Where's the evidence?"
"His Royal Highness the King is unwell and is staying in the Royal Hospital for recuperation. You not only block the news, but also do not allow everyone to visit. Isn't this imprisoned?"
Seeing his plausible appearance, Ladon suddenly burst into laughter.
After the laughter subsided, Ladon asked back, "Who told you that the person living in the hospital is His Royal Highness the King?"
boom--
Magbaz's mind buzzed for a moment.
Ladon looked at his dull face, and his tone was pitiful: "A person can be bad, but he must not be stupid, because bad can be changed, but if you are stupid, you probably can't change it in your life, you bribe Winston and make him betray me. , you think I don't know?"
Magebaz suddenly remembered that he was the one who revealed to him that the king was ill.
"You deliberately leaked the news to Winston." He came to his senses.
Ladong looked down at him condescendingly and lowered his voice: "If you don't, how could you be hooked!"
Magebaz collapsed on the ground as if his body fell apart.
After a long silence, Magebaz raised his head, he still had the last straw.
"Ladong, Lou Tianqin is still in my hands. Do you have the heart to see him die?"
La Dong lifted the blond hair on his shoulders: "Don't you say I almost forgot, what time is it Wang Hao?"
The stern man on the side raised his wrist: "Ten o'clock in the evening."
Ladong said: "There should be enough time to have a supper together."
Magebazi didn't understand what Ladon meant at first, but after thinking about it carefully, his pupils instantly enlarged several times.
At this moment, Ladong's cell phone rang, and the man looked down at the number and answered it in front of Magebaz.
"Hey?"
Jiang Xiaomi: "Lou Tianqin is already on his way. When are you coming?"
La Dong glanced at Magebaz, who was kneeling on the ground and looked up at himself: "Right now!"
La Dong hung up the phone and instructed Wang Hao, "Send him to the cell and come over with us."
Wang Hao said: "Okay."
"You...you..." Magebazi trembled violently and felt despair in his heart.
He felt like a mouse, being played back and forth.
Humiliation and resentment stuck in his heart, as if to tear him apart.
How could it be like this? Fu sting has endured for many years, is this the result? He didn't accept it, not at all.
Magebazi stared at his bloodshot eyes, staring at Ladong's back, and suddenly rushed forward: "Ladong..."
Ladon stopped for a moment, then turned to look at him.
The formerly noble His Highness Margo was now crawling in an extremely humble posture, his arms stretched forward, as if trying to grab something.
"His Royal Highness Pros..." Magbazi spit out this title with difficulty.
Ladon seemed to be interested, and walked to Magbaz.
What Magebaz did next shocked Wang Hao.
I saw that Magbaz held Ladon's shoes with a pious attitude, and bowed his head and kissed the uppers of his shoes.
This is the highest loyalty etiquette in northern Europe, which represents the respect of the subordinate to the leader.
However, at special times, it can also be used as a sign of weakness.
"Merciful Highness, I am guilty and deserve to go to hell, but my family and children are innocent. They should not be treated the same as me. As a servant, I beg you, forgive them."
After saying this, Mageba fell to the ground and wept bitterly.
Wang Hao looked at Chao Ladong without a trace, his eyes were cold.
After a brief silence, Ladong said, "Put this on your Christmas wish list. The premise is that you have to live until Christmas."
Magebazi raised his head in astonishment, while Wang Hao on the side was secretly relieved.
La Dong hooked his lips: "I admit, your behavior just now really moved me, but from another perspective, if it was me who was lying on the ground and kissing the upper of the shoe today, would you be moved?"
Magbaz: "..."
"I'll tell you, you won't!"