Chapter Twenty-Three: The Old Wolf's Trap
The King of Sand Riders was much smaller than Solanda remembered, emaciated, as if the sun had dried every inch of muscle in his body, and only hair and skin remained, his body was as thin as wood, like a skeleton, and his face was almost as if it had been chiseled out of flint, except for a pair of black eyes that were very sharp. He was dressed in a studded leather coat and chain mail, a black silk shawl held by a cast-iron wolf, and the placket was stained with an unknown liquid, judging by the color, it should have been crimson wine or someone's blood. A strand of gray hair hung down, covering one eye.
"Your Royal Highness, go and say hello to Dad." Solanda gave Akira a push, who had been uncrossed and put on clean clothes, but no one had cleaned her wounds, and her skin was covered in festering baddies and foul-smelling sores. She was alive thanks to Katulu behind her who used magic to keep her alive, but he didn't think she would appreciate it.
"Welcome back, my child." The old wolf Vogson sits on his wolfskin throne, and it is said that his legs have been atrophied since half a year ago, and now he is so sick that he cannot walk. But the old guy still looks energetic and quite kingly.
"Father, I'm back." Phoenix stepped forward and gave his father a standard bow. The handsome prince's movements were graceful and noble, and it was not in the slightest impression that he had made more than thirty bloody corpses in the main hall.
Voguson snorted, his gaze falling on Solanda's face: "Dear child, you have grown up, come, come over and let your wolf father take a look." β
Solanda looked away in disgust, "You have killed all the wolves, and you are not qualified to call yourself the wolf father." "A day ago, Solanda was still in the Wolf's Tooth Castle, immersed in the surprise of meeting with Phoenix, and with Xiaofei's magic, they were like no one, and they took the Drinking Horse Spring in less than half a day. They didn't meet much resistance in the Sand Rider's hall, which was very wrong, and the old wolf was either really powerless to resist, or he had set up a conspiracy to wait for him to drill into it. Be careful, be careful.
"When the wolf robs all the food, man can only eat the wolf." Vogtson grinned.
"It's like the attitude of the Sand Riding Country towards the Midsummer Country?" Solanda smiled too, fiddling with the dagger in his hand, "But too few wolves are as dangerous as too many. β
"Thank you for your advice, I will reconsider the balance between man and wolf." Voguson wrinkled his walnut-skinned face and looked at Solanda, "My dear child, I have always wanted to marry you to my heir, but unfortunately Wolf is dead, all I can give you is Xiaofei that you have always loved deeply, if you want the relationship between our two countries to return to normal, please accept old Voguson's request and marry my Xiaofei." I will lead the Sand Rider Kingdom to submit to the Land of Midsummer, and the warriors of the Kingdom of Midsummer will be able to stay in the Wolf's Tooth Castle forever. β
Sorenda and Phoenix look at each other, will the old wolf surrender? That's impossible. Although Achilla has repeatedly claimed that Vogson will die soon, it does not mean that he will give in lightly, and Solanda does not believe that the invincible king of sand riders would give up his country so easily. "Phoenix is my man, we have long been united under the witness of the blood moon and the stars, your desert should be left to your own grave, I only want your life."
"I'm right here, I'll get it." Voguson spread his hands in a welcoming gesture.
Solanda took his longbow from behind Katulu, drew an arrow and put it on the bowstring, bending the heavy and smooth yew wood, the black shaft and white feathers, and with a flick of his fingers, he could take the life of his enemy.
"No!" The old wolf barked, and then realized his gaffe, and hurriedly covered it with a violent cough, "I will die sooner or later, and you don't have to worry about it at all." Still, don't you want your wedding to take place with the blessings of both parents? You love Xiaofei so much, and you are the eldest princess of the country of midsummer, the future queen, don't you want your marriage to be justified? "Truth be told, this rhetoric is very inflammatory, Solanda needs a favorable marriage to cement her throne, and if the King of the Sandriders comes forward to preside, things will be much smoother. But at what cost? Solanda had long known that the old wolf was not well-intentioned, and she had to figure out how to do this, and she couldn't fall for him.
"I'm already a queen," Solanda raised her chin, "I will canonize my husband as the prince of the Midsummer Kingdom and rule with me, and your red tape means nothing to us." β
"If your husband were the new king of the Sand Riding Country, the situation would be very different." The old wolf's eyes flashed with a sly smile, "The king, not the prince, even a child can tell the difference between them, you are a warlike little fellow, and the chances of you marrying another king are not high." Solanda really wanted to shoot his sinister face with an arrow now, but he was right, he would never marry the king of another country, and Phoenix's status was not noble enough, if he robbed it, he could now take the life of the old wolf and snatch the throne, but succession and coup d'Γ©tat are not the same, the former is protected by law and morality, while the latter can only attract scolding, he is already a usurper, I believe that no one on the continent of Orops is not cursing himself, I can't let Xiaofei follow my path, if the old wolf is willing to abdicate, why not let him live for two more days.
Vogtson saw the loosening in Solanda's eyes, and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "I have already written the edict of abdication, stamped with the royal seal, as long as the edict is told to the world, Phoenix will be the new king of the Sand Riding Country." He picked up a waxed roll of paper from the thick wooden slatted table at hand, and motioned for Solanda to come and get it.
Solanda nudged Akira forward, "Go." "He thought I was dumber than I had been four years ago, how could I venture to get close to the vicious old wolf, God knows what poison was smeared on that book, let's let the lovely Akira take the lead.
Akira was covered in blood and staggered as she walked through the long hall under her father's complicated gaze, and as she approached the throne, Voguson sighed in a tone of joy or sorrow, "The desert is such a cruel creature with evil intentions, and lo what it has done to you." β
"It's not the desert, it's you." The princess of the Sand Riding Kingdom glared back at the old king angrily. One of her eyes had been completely covered by red and swollen eyelids, and she had lost her sight; The other barely opened open, stuffed with hatred.
"Some things seem hard, but someone has to do them. Looks like you're only going to have to go here," Vogtson didn't reach out, letting his daughter fall to his feet. He raised his shriveled chin and said to Solanda, "Please forgive me for not being able to deliver the edict to you personally. "The implication is that if you don't take it, you have to take it.
Well, since Akira passed the main hall safely, there was really no reason to go over, Solanda and Phoenix glanced at each other, their muscles tensed, and walked towards the wolfskin throne step by step
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