In the inner palace of the royal city, King Charles was hiding in his study, flipping through the books he had collected over the years.

As a king, he was able to collect a lot of books, but the number of books he read was not many, and he could remember very few of the contents.

That's right, King Charlie's memory is not very good, and his IQ only belongs to the category of ordinary people, let alone the talent to become a cultivator, and his physical strength and intelligence are ordinary types.

As a ruler, he doesn't even have the talent to know how to make good use of people, otherwise General Orton would not have climbed to his current position, and the authority of the royal family would not have fallen to such a point.

A king without talent, this is a title that even his own people and even himself agree with.

When King Charles was still a prince, he was the youngest and the least conspicuous. He had two older brothers and an older sister, and King Charles had no advantage in terms of talent or character, and according to the general process, King Charles should have been given the position of a prince with no real power, and died in an inconsequential fiefdom - or was killed early by a suspicious and ill authority.

In the future envisioned by King Charles himself, the king's crown is not related to him in any way.

However, when he was 16 years old and met the girl who was also 16 years old, everything changed.

With King Charlie's ability, he still can't understand how Queen Chuyue operated to let himself ascend to the throne of the Odyssey step by step. All he could know was the result, the eldest prince who was too vigilant and wanted to murder him was killed, the second prince was exiled, and the eldest princess was arranged to marry the son of a nobleman in the kingdom of Phalos. Most of the ministers who opposed him were executed or removed from office, and in the absence of any opposition, Charlie inexplicably went from fourth prince to king of the Odyssey.

If the only thing Queen Chuyue didn't do well, it was to leave behind some disgruntled nobles, who were now part of the rebel army.

King Charles didn't complain about anything, after all, no one could do better than Queen Chuyue to lift up his poor and white self.

Halfway through the book he was looking at, there was a crisp knock on the door outside the study, and Sheila walked in with a stack of reports.

After Shenxue led the guards out of the royal city, Sheila was assigned to do chores under Premier Zhou, and then in just one day, Sheila became King Charles's clerk (temporary) by virtue of her outstanding performance.

This also shows from the side that the structure of the royal family has reached a time when there is a lack of talents.

In the past, this kind of thing was the work of Mr. Zhou, but he was old and had to delegate power.

Probably, there is really a transfer of power.

"Your Majesty. Sheila placed the stack of reports in front of King Charles, "Please sign." ”

It's not a review, it's not an inspection, it's a very straightforward signature.

King Charles laughed at himself and touched his beard, which he had not paid attention to for two days, directly picked up the pen, and began to sign his name according to Sheila's instructions.

He was accustomed to entrusting his fate to others, after all, King Charles knew that no matter how much he struggled, it would be useless. In the past, at least there was a queen who thought about herself, but now, it would be a while to live a little longer.

Sheila kept a straight face and didn't say anything, just silently pointed her finger at the location where she should sign, although she had only been a boss for a day, the two of them had a very tacit understanding.

"How's it going out there?" and for some reason, King Charles suddenly asked a question.

Probably because the atmosphere was too serious, he wanted to liven up the atmosphere.

"It's not too good, Liszt has died in battle, and the people in charge of government affairs have not come back for three CDs. ”

King Charles looked up and saw Sheila's thick dark circles, "You've worked hard. ”

"I just haven't slept for a day, I'm used to it. ”

"Your master seems to be strict—"

"It's not the master, it's the boss. ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, look at my ...... memory" If it were other kings, Sheila would have been charged with disrespect a long time ago, and King Charles, the ruler of the nest, didn't care.

"You need no apology, remember who you are as king. Sheila said word by word, "The last person you can afford to fall down now is you." ”

"King?" King Charles stopped, "can a man like me be a king?"

Sheila sensed something, straightened up, and stepped back a little.

"I'm 35 years old, but I've never done anything like a king during my time as a king!" King Charlie pressed his fingers against the table, gritted his teeth, and looked a little hideous, "What kind of king am I?"

"You're mistaken. ”

"What!"

"Whoever wears a crown and sits on the throne is a king, and the king does not need to qualify. ”

"This- I don't understand-"

"I've heard some rumors. Sheila's gaze turned to the side, where there was a framed picture of Queen Chuyue, "You have been able to ascend to the throne with the help of Her Majesty the Queen and the family behind her, in other words, a political marriage." ”

Hearing the words political marriage, King Charles immediately spread out on his chair like a deflated ball, "...... This is not hearsay, it is fact. ”

"But you love Her Majesty. ”

King Charles did not look up, but looked at the words on the report, his mind in a mess.

"It is not uncommon for marriages for political purposes to be divorced between husband and wife, but there is love between you and Her Majesty the Queen, isn't there?"

"Why do you say that? ”

This question made Sheila a little annoyed, she nodded her forehead, and after a while, she said, "There is no reason, it's just a woman's intuition, right? After all, a woman's sixth sense is not reasonable...... It's just that I personally think so. ”

“…… But so what. ”

"It's really nothing, but I think a woman who is in love will make a move that surprises everyone. Sheila thought for a moment and said, "Your daughter, for example—"

"A woman in love is blind—is that right?" King Charles knew what Blue Moon was thinking, after all, it was his only daughter, "but I don't think the first moon is like this-"

"Not necessarily. Sheila covered her mouth, "But this is just my personal guess, you don't need to take it personally." ”

After that, the two never spoke again, and Sheila, after receiving the report signed by King Charles, quickly left.

"Love ......"

King Charles' book collection contains many love stories from the countryside and the nobility, but most of them are the kind with bizarre plots and logical endings.

It's all fools to take the love in books seriously.

He took the picture frame of the Queen of the First Moon in his hand and silently stared at the woman who was long gone.

"At least...... I have. ”

"Drive them off the walls!" Martha shouted as she kicked a cultivator who had just climbed up off the wall, wiped her blood.

The situation was terrible, the magic shield of the royal city had no time to protect against the warships, and the defenders on the city walls were left on their own.

After two days of fierce fighting, there were not many guards left intact on the walls, but the number of rebels was not small at all.

This is because the real navy in the east is actually not very numerous, and most of its army is ordinary guards and even civilians forcibly recruited from various towns and even villages. The real elites all stayed at the back of the military formation as the overseers, and only some cultivators mixed in with the leading siege troops waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack.

The rebels in the east are fighting the idea of heaping consumption with human lives, and now it seems that this plan is quite effective.

"If that woman hadn't taken 10,000 people—"

Although she was complaining, Martha also knew that Deep Snow's action was necessary and important, otherwise if General Orton's elite arrived in the royal city, it would really only be able to type the word GG.

A wave of heat alerted Martha, and as soon as she looked up, she saw a huge fireball rushing towards her, and she immediately jumped away, but the nearby guards did not have the speed and reflexes, and immediately turned into a struggling burning man.

A hole had been broken in the shield that had been protecting the city walls, and it was now slowly being repaired by the replenishment of mana.

Is this also to the limit?

The big fireball is a military ship moored on the river, and the cannon on the military ship is said to be a cannon, but it is actually a fireball amplifier, which not only needs a magician to operate, but also an enhanced version of the fireball technique.

Normally, Wangcheng's magic shield is very strong, but there are too few magicians in Wangcheng, and the mana replenishment can't keep up, and it is only a matter of time before it is attacked all the time and it is damaged.

It's just that Martha didn't expect it to be so soon.

There was a sudden shout of killing on the nearby city wall, and another rebel took advantage of the fireball to climb the city wall and fight with the guards.

"Oops!" Martha, who was in charge of the firefighting, said secretly, ignoring her injuries and hurriedly ran over there.

Halfway through her run, a sturdy man broke up the rebels' formation with a single sword, driving them off the walls like a bull.

Martha recognized this man, he was one of the only five remaining Thousand Commanders, a level 4 cultivator.

Seeing that this thousand people grew up to save the scene, Martha didn't feel happy, but opened her throat and shouted: "Be careful-"

But, it's too late.

From the rebel phalanx under the city, an arrow with magical power flew straight towards the thousand-man commander, and the sharp arrow directly broke through the helmet, turning the thousand-man's head into a ball of minced flesh.

The cultivators in the rebel army were not vegetarians, this cultivator who was good at archery had already taken the lives of several officers, and the Liszt that Martha recognized was also killed by this cultivator's arrows.

Martha was also attacked by a sneak attack, but Martha was a speed-type cultivator, and after several failed attempts at archery cultivators, he never took her as a target again.

Outside, there are military ships and artillery bombardments, there are cultivators who specialize in shooting sneak attacks, and there are desperate rebels inside who are constantly consuming the energy of the guards, layer upon layer, and the arrangement is clear.

Looking at the guards who were almost at the limit of their physical strength and spirit, Martha secretly gritted her teeth.