Chapter 55: Thorns
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A luxurious carriage slowly drove into the Wang Li Zhongyāng Academy.
No one stopped the carriage from moving, as it was marked with the Yellow Qiang sword emblem belonging to the royal family.
At the entrance of the academy, more and more people crowded and waited.
The spread of rumours is sometimes very well-informed, and the process of spreading rumors is constantly distorted.
From early morning to early afternoon, rumors seemed to spread throughout most of the royal capital, and more and more people began to flock to Wang Li Zhongyāng Academy out of various thoughts.
A fancy restaurant not far from the academy, its doors closed tightly, is undoubtedly strange compared to the bustling business of the surrounding restaurants.
However, there is a strange reason for it, not long ago, a mysterious visitor took over the entire restaurant, and the cost was too large for the owner to refuse.
"Bedwin, is there any news from inside?"
On the top floor of this restaurant, the eldest prince Sasso savours the food in his mouth, and there are two people behind him.
One is his most important confidant, and the other is his staff.
"Returning to His Highness, according to the information from the Wang Li Zhongyāng Academy, the academy students who caused the riot have released all the students who have been kidnapped, and the noble ministers who participated in the ceremony have also been collectively transferred to the complex building."
Hearing the eldest prince's inquiry, Bedwin stepped forward and replied respectfully.
Sasso picked up the napkin and wiped his lips carefully, put down the utensils and shook his head, as if disappointed with the food on the table, his fingers tapped lightly on the countertop, his eyes looked in the direction of the academy, and said, "Did anything interesting happen during this period?" ”
After pondering for a long time, Bedwin said: "Since the news came out, the guards of the nobles who participated in the ceremony broke into the academy en masse, and then clashed with the academy students who were blocking the way, and as a result... All of them are now dead. ”
"Huh?" Sasso sneered and said, "Are they all dead?" ”
"Yes." Bedwin affirmed.
Sasso closed his eyes, and the quiet restaurant room could only hear the soft sound of him banging on the table, and after a while, he opened his eyes with an inexplicable smile on his face.
"If you want to kill so many powerful guards, those academy students may not be able to do it at all, presumably this is the handiwork of my good brother, but what makes me wonder is where did his people come from?"
He and he both have their own power, openly and secretly, everywhere.
They all wanted to know each other's hidden strength, but this time the other party was the first to be exposed, he didn't know why, but he wanted to know the origin of those people.
"Your Highness, please forgive your subordinates for their dereliction of duty, I am not sure of the origin of the people who killed those guards at this point."
Bedwin lowered his head and looked honest, as the eldest prince's most trusted subordinate, but he could not even know the strength of the eldest prince's most important rival, which was his dereliction of duty.
The guilt that constantly breeds in his heart makes him uncomfortable.
"Don't blame yourself."
Sasso waved his hand and said, "Everyone has their secret, not to mention that person is my brother, if he can't even keep this secret, then he won't stand opposite me." ”
"Your Highness, after this incident, your subordinates must have a way to dig out the secrets hidden by the other party." The inescapable guilt made Bedwin say firmly.
Sasso nodded, confident that he would give himself a satisfactory explanation.
"Norwen, I heard that friend of yours is also in there."
Nuo Wen, who was quietly and nervously staying behind the eldest prince, heard the words of the eldest prince, and couldn't help but hurriedly salute respectfully: "Your Highness, I don't know about this matter. ”
"Really?" After a moment, Sasso calmed down, "I thought you would have a good relationship with him. ”
"Your Highness, everyone has his life, and I haven't seen him in this time, so-"
Norwen explained in a panic that since the meeting with Xia Lan, every time he faced the eldest prince, he would always feel uncomfortable physically and mentally, and he was afraid that the hidden lies would be exposed in the next moment.
He was right, and when he returned to the Prince's Mansion, the work assigned to him by the Prince's office increased, and his colleagues were puzzled, because they did not understand why he had been neglected for so long and suddenly received attention.
They listened to him, but he kept his mouth shut.
Perhaps only he knows that behind this attention is his unbearable depression.
Sasso chuckled and didn't reply, his hand on the table shook back twice, he was telling them that he needed to be alone and quiet.
Seeing that the eldest prince no longer asked, but signaled for their departure, Norwen hurriedly retreated, walked out of the door, and after a long sigh of relief, he carefully studied the eldest prince's words at this time.
Now that Wang Li Zhongyāng Academy is in the deep water, will there be any accidents for him in it? And what exactly does the eldest prince mean when he asks?
Sasso picked up the tea in his cup and the faint white heat slowly rose and drifted away.
"Volance, are you really going to do that stupid thing?"
He took a sip of tea and whispered softly, and a strong intuition in his heart told him that the signs of danger were approaching.
The horse-drawn carriage entering the academy turned to the complex halfway to the academy square, because they were told that their negotiation goals had shifted.
The "creaking" of the wheels echoed in the quiet academy, so strange and strange.
Tirrant stood at the door of the complex, and behind him, countless members of the club formed a neat line, their long swords hanging from their waists, their bodies straight, and they looked up directly.
They got the news that they were about to face the most important moment coming.
In the distance, the sound of wheels came to my ears, and the faint shadow of a horse carriage appeared in front of me, and the ground that was trampled on seemed to feel a slight vibration.
The carriage progresses, and the carriage stops gradually.
The groom looked at the academy students gathered in front of him with a blank expression, and after skillfully stopping the horses, he came to the door of the carriage and knocked softly.
After a short while, the door opened, and the groom was already lying under the door as a stepping staircase.
He stepped down, the glare of the sun making him stretch out his hand to cover his brow, and turned to look at the academy students waiting at the door, the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a sneer of contempt.
Tillant squinted at the other, but he didn't move.
But the man himself came up and came to him.
"Blessa Gusedz, I will be in charge of negotiating with you as the emissary of His Majesty the King this time."
The man saluted Tirrant with standard aristocratic etiquette.
"Tirrant."
He nodded, returning the salute in an unusually concise manner, perhaps rude to others, but he had a reason to do so.
The messenger named Gusedz can be seen from his attire that he belonged to the king's attendants, and only the king's attendants would wear so.
He was thirty or forty, but Tirrant could not tell, for his skin was so white and sickly white that he had kept haughty and contemptuous in his eyes from the beginning to the present.
The envoy was not a minister but a close attendant, which was an insult to him.
"Maybe we should move to a quiet and cool place, don't you think the sun is disgusting today?" Seemingly unoblivious to Tirrant's rudeness, Gusedz smiled at him as he pointed to the shadow beneath him.
"No, I don't."
Tirrant said calmly: "If His Majesty the King values this negotiation, he will not let you come, so I will not waste time in the negotiations." Say it, His Majesty the King asked you to bring it. ”
"Hehe-"
Gusez covered his mouth and chuckled, and took a closer look at the calm and strict thin student in front of him, he was very ordinary, but he exuded a charm that deeply attracted people's eyes.
"You're the leader of this affair?"
"Yes."
"Can you represent everyone?"
"Yes."
"So—" Gusedz smiled and nodded, "Please immediately release the noble minister who has been kidnapped and detained, and His Majesty the King will give an explanation, this is the premise of a negotiation." ”
"Has His Majesty the King rejected our request?" Tirrant asked slowly.
"Didn't I already say that? Your Majesty's request will only be considered when all the noble ministers are released. Gusedz laughed.
"Does Your Majesty think that we are all stupid and simple fools?" Tirrant scoffed.
"But have you thought about it? Even if the king grants your request, His Majesty will be able to reverse the promise he has made after the release of the noble minister. Gusedz said unhurriedly. Therefore, His Majesty's request is not too much for you. ”
"I'm afraid that once I release them, the next moment I'll be in front of the guillotine." Tirrant said dismissively.
"Looks like you're not going to release those noble ministers?" Gusedz seemed to regret.
"I'll release them, but... Not now. ”
"When?"
"When His Majesty the King listens to our demands for practical change."
Gusedz suddenly laughed, he shook his head, looked at him with a strange face, and said, "You should know that Your Majesty will not agree to you." ”
"I know."
Tirlant nodded, the gaze staring at him turned cold.
"I also know that His Majesty's palace guards have been dispatched."
"Since you already know about this matter, why don't you choose to obediently agree to Your Majesty's request, I think you should know that you can't fight against the palace guards at all." Gusedz persuaded softly, as if with good intentions.
"It's one thing to understand, but it's another to choose." Tilland Road.
"Why?"
"You know?"
"I don't understand."
"Please tell the King."
Tillant took a deep breath and stared at Gusedz's face, his voice low.
"We will not be afraid of the threat given by His Majesty, and we will not retreat in the face of our ideals and beliefs."
"In this war where there is only victory and defeat, even if we lose both, we will not hesitate to lose!"
"If His Majesty insists on his choice, we will do whatever it takes!"
Gusedz laughed at this: "But I can't see your victory. ”
"I don't see your victory." Tillant snorted.
"What do you want to do?" Gusedz withdrew his smile, his expression cold.
"The worst you can think of."
The corners of Tirrant's mouth drew a wicked arc and sneered.
"It's the worst for you now."
As he spoke, Gusedz threw himself into Tirrant's arms.