Chapter 364 Ghost Knife
In the quiet of the afternoon, the first snow of early winter falls outside the window, it is not cold, and it does not accumulate, only adds a layer of black muddy water to the earth. As the windows were open, occasional snowflakes drifted in, and the fireplace beside Queen Carroll burned brightly, and the fragrant pine wood crackled on the charcoal, and the heat was like a shield to block the wind and snow outside.
It's just that the wind and snow are easy to block, but troubles can always come to the door. Today, this troublesome matter is called the Count of Fitch St. Hall.
Queen Carol was still mourning, dressed in a plain black dress with no decorations, except for the platinum emblem of the goddess of truth and thunder on her chest. Since Andrew is missing and cannot be sure of his life or death, she insists on wearing a white veil instead of a black one, indicating that she still has hope. When she saw Feige, she lifted her veil and motioned for Feige to sit in the chair opposite the guest, just in time for the fire to shine on her face so that she could see every expression of the visitor. Feige expressed his understanding, and Carol's family also suffered heavy losses in the Scarlet Meteor, so he was naturally frightened.
"Are you going to persuade me to do anything?" said Carol, who picked up her cup herself and took a sip. The servants and maids were sent out from afar, and it seemed that she had a premonition that this meeting would be important.
"It's worse than persuasion. Feige said, "I ask you to make the wishes of the united little nobles come true. Let them get the greater independence they want, including under the banner of their own defense against the bloody meteor, in fact, the right to defend themselves without restrictions. I ask you to agree to their victory. β
Carroll's eyes widened, bewildered, but more of an anger at betrayal. "Feige, they're not going to make it. The core nobles of the kingdom will not allow them to break the rules like this, small lords can only be small lords, and the quantity and quality of knights are not allowed to exceed the rules of the big nobles. If left unchecked, those petty nobles will only become robbers and rogues, affecting the security of the kingdom! How can you be with the petty nobles? You are the Earl of Hall, the most powerful nobleman!"
"Your first sentence is right, and the rest is not right. Feiqi said: "The little nobles will not succeed, because after they get your approval, they will lose the protection of the aristocracy, and I will kill them." The big nobles won't succeed in the future, because I want to kill them too. I will destroy all the nobles, and in the future there will be no one more noble than the other, only who will be more advanced than the other. To put it more bluntly, after a while, there was only Hall, and there was no noble union. β
Carroll laughed miserably and threw the cup at Feige, only to watch as it floated between the two, stopping in mid-air, not even spilling the water inside. "It's only Hall, and what about Hoya? You want to be king, but what about my son? That's Andrew's son, and he has the blood of your Hall family in his veins. β
"Dalemond is your son, aren't you going to take care of him?" Feige scratched his head, "You keep him by your side and raise him well." If you want to learn my skills, I will leave it to him without reservation, if you want to learn other things, if you want to do other things, if you want to compete with me when you grow up, you can also compete with me, but it is better not to send it to the church. β
"I never expected Andrew to be gone, and you immediately showed an aggressive, commanding face. Didn't you say you were going to help Diamond become the next king?
"I'm going to train Diamond to be a good king, but that's close to twenty years, and in those twenty years, Andrew may not be there. He will only be involved in that position for at least twenty years. To put it more bluntly: to be taken advantage of. β
"So you're going to pull my son down and sit in that seat himself? That's his throne, and you're taking advantage of others!"
"At least you know that the situation is critical. Feige nodded. If Carol felt that she was capable of balancing the power of the nobles and that his son's throne was secure, then Fege had nothing to convince her. "I said the same thing to my father. It's not impossible to keep Dalemond on the throne and then act in his name, it doesn't affect what I'm going to do, and I'll kill what I deserve. But Andrew's son shouldn't be a puppet, and I'm not going to let my child bear the blame for me. Step down from the throne, Delmond will become free, and the crisis will disappear. Don't let my ambition hurt him. β
Carroll raised her hand and tried to give Feige a slap, but was blocked by a defensive spell. She felt as if all her strength had been smashed into invisible water, but she couldn't lift a single wave, only her wrist hurt under the backlash. "You...... You're trying to say don't let Diamond stand in the way of your ambitions, right?"
"Yes, you said the same thing from a different perspective, and I do. With a wave of his hand, thousands of runes suddenly lit up around his body, protecting it layer by layer. "I'm already preparing to take on all the enemies, and whoever stands in the way will be wounded. Carol, think about Andrew, think about the Iron Golem that sat downstairs, what had been beaten up? Have you been to see Hydes? It's almost in rags. If you want Deadmond to withstand the pressure, that's fine. At least he knew that the first shock would come from me, not a monster that would fall from the sky at some point. Don't let him face this risk, keep Andrew's blood. β
Carol's chest rose and fell violently, and his face had turned an abnormally red from being so excited. Feige let her slow down, and he stopped, no longer saying anything irritating. After a while, Carroll asked in a hoarse voice, "Feige, did you get Andrew?"
"It's not. Feige shook his head.
"They will use this conjecture to interrogate you, to provoke you, to make you an enemy of all nobles, and to disrepute you. Carroll said: "There are also people who have raised some questions from me, and I can't get there, so you have to prepare early." β
"Those questions are for them. Feige's words made Carol's eyes widen. "Why is it that as soon as I come back, the king is gone, the Knights of Hell are under my command, and they are just colluding to confess, they can wipe out the king's loyal servants in an instant, so that they can't even send a distress signal, who else is there in this world, why let the people of the magic school further block the scene and prevent others from approaching, is it to cover up Andrew's bloodstains, considering the feelings of the two brothers, Andrew may have been teleported and imprisoned, and he is not dead, Feige, you quickly release him...... Carol, are these questions?"
"Did you hear about it, or did you arrange it?"
"With the intelligence of those people, they are not qualified to be my opponents at all, and these problems are arranged by me. On the other hand, those who have recently come to show their loyalty to you, who actually want to climb the tower of power by stepping on the corpse of a confederation of minor nobles, and then try to control you and Delmond, will not succeed either. Oh, I didn't arrange these two batches, I only arranged their failed ending. β
"You're horrible. Carroll said: "Andrew didn't see through you, he said you were good everywhere. β
"yes, he always says that. Feiqi nodded: "The most important thing at this stage is not to make his mistakes, open your eyes and recognize the reality: I am a terrible person, terrible beyond imagination." Throw away all illusions in order to make the right judgment. Because that's just the way it is: I'm ready to face all the enemies and have already begun to attack. Please follow me instead of being pushed in the way. β
Carol just nodded, saying that he would think about it, and then let Feige leave.
The memorial services for King Andrew proceeded one after another, and underneath the calm there was a turbulent undercurrent. Everyone believes that they will be the tide makers, and they can retreat at any time if they are not lucky, but they don't know that there is a phantom snake hidden under the tide. The invisible Koktar freely enters and exits every room where the conspiracy is taking place, learning about every plan and every ounce of power they are trying to hide, and then broadcasts it live to Feige. As they wandered through their dreams, Feige removed their worries and left only a beautiful vision.
Feige's eyes widened as he watched how the conspiracy grew from budding to a twisted tree, and heard how the men laughed unbridledly. The Hall family has remained silent to the outside world, and the public explanation is that the family is still in a mood of grief and grief, which is immediately interpreted as "internal disagreement, and the two generations of counts are at odds with each other". Part of it was true, the old earl was very dissatisfied with Feige's plan, but he sighed and scowled.
On the last day of the Ten Days of Mourning, no amount of grief should affect the kingdom's progress, and on this day all the major nobles came to the palace and swore allegiance to the little prince. The United Kingdom of Hoya Nobles inherited from the Kingdom of Aria, and the last time the transfer of power was decided by the Council of Nobles, this time they moved this thing out again. Of course, they didn't want to oust Delmond down, they just wanted to use this form to blackmail more interests. They felt that they were still very gentlemanly, and they were not asking for a lion's mouth like a robber - well, for that point, they were right.
Fei Qi came to the palace very early, wearing a loose mage robe, without a cat teasing stick or a pit sword, looking very relaxed. He found a place to bask on the garden platform at the corner of the city wall, asked the servant for some tea, and there he was in a daze. The tea was cold and cold, and he didn't drink a sip. In fact, if it weren't for the wind blowing his hair and the corners of his clothes, people would mistake him for a statue.
It wasn't a statue, it was an illusion, and the real Fitch had remained invisible by Delmond's side, something that even Carol didn't know. During the day, either Shani or Eddie, they would find various reasons to enter the palace, accompany Carol, and watch Dalemond. But after nightfall, it was always Feige who guarded the child.
The devil doesn't need sleep. It can use this time to harm people, and he can also use this time to save people.
There was a quick clamor in front of him, and the noise pierced through the walls and floors to the room where the baby was resting, waking Dalemond up. The nurse came over, and Feige saw that her fingers were trembling slightly, and she looked a little flustered, so she gave her a reassuring emotional spell, and at the same time picked up Delmond, leaving a phantom on the bed. He watched as the nurse unbuttoned her clothes, but instead of feeding her milk, she took out a small bottle. The sweet droplets in the bottle pierced through the phantom and were then collected by Feige using a spell. Afterwards, the phantom child was put back, and the nurse did not feel anything unusual at all, and walked out under the command of Feiqi's spell. "She's dead. Feige said to Diamond.
The little guy was still crying, and Feige held him and teleported to the school of witchcraft and wizardry, so that Liz could find some goat's milk.
Haven't you ever seen a magician with a baby in his arms and a bottle in his waist? When he teleported back, the noise in the council hall was no longer chaotic, but a battle between two evenly matched factions. The little aristocrats who have been beaten with chicken blood and the old aristocrats who chew the tonic do not give in to each other, one talks about reform, one talks about tradition, one says that there is no delay, and one talks about slowly trying to figure it out. They were so selfless that they didn't even notice that Feige teleported into the hall with the child.
Of course, this has something to do with the fact that Feige has been invisible with the child.
Carroll's face turned pale, but she didn't break down, after all, Feige asked for more and more thoroughness than the people under the throne, so she could hold on to the "small fight" in front of her. She has a thought that has been lingering, that is, to keep delaying the current situation and controlling it with her own strength, will it make Feige change her mind? She also knows that this idea is a little naΓ―ve, but is there any harm in trying?
She was about to announce that she was unwell and would discuss it again tomorrow, when she heard a clear sound of footsteps approaching the steps in front of the throne, and she was too frightened to move. "Don't be afraid, it's me. When Feige's voice rang out, Carroll didn't know if she should be afraid. "Dalmond's nurse wanted to give him medicine just now, so I brought him in. Hold on. Leaving your arms, he can't face the risks on his own for the time being. β
Feige placed Delmond in Carroll's arms, then placed a small bottle on the armrest of the throne. "This is a part, I just checked, it's not a poison, it's an alchemy, it will make the child vomit and diarrhea for a few days, and it's not fatal. I think they mean they want you to be exhausted, and by the way, use the word alchemy to give me some trouble. β
"Thank you. Carol hugged Delmond with her face to face, her sweet milk calming her down. At this time, everyone also noticed that Her Majesty the Queen suddenly had a child in her hands, and immediately sensed that something was not right, and looked around for Feiqi's shadow. Feige had teleported back to his phantom at this time, reaching out and pinching his nose.
"Ladies and gentlemen. Carroll spoke, "The kingdom has been struck by a bloody meteor again, and my husband and father have also been killed in this attack, leaving only our mother and daughter, and we are really unable to take on the responsibility of coordinating and supporting the various noble realms. All we want now is a peaceful life, and we are determined to go to the Lighthouse Territory, where we can avoid the distractions. Since everyone is so enthusiastic, and the joint meeting of the nobles is indeed a good idea, then many things of the kingdom will be left to you. β
Feige frowned, it wasn't quite what he wanted, but he didn't need everything to be perfect. Carol knew that she was going to wipe out all the nobles, but she still wanted the Lighthouse Territory, and she should not think that she would attack Andrew and Dalemond's territory, and besides, the Lighthouse Territory still had the Truth Thunder Goddess Church behind it. She had a good idea, but it was understandable that she would think so.
Carol got up from the throne with Dalemond in his arms, walked down two steps, and said again: "It's a pity to see your lordship divided, we really don't have the strength to integrate. As at the time of King Aria's death, a joint meeting of the nobles may be the only way to solve this dilemma, but please stop taking our mother and daughter into account, or we will be the same as we are today. Fight, we're tired, and it's time to go feeding. β
The queen turned and left, and several nobles immediately tried to pounce on her and grab her, but they were blocked by Hall and the guards of the House of Thea, so they did not succeed. In the blink of an eye, Carol's guards had also left, and Feige sighed, walked straight to the steps in front of the throne, patted his ass and sat on the floor, and then said with a smile:
"Don't jump your feet, sit down and talk to each other. You all want to know my thoughts and attitudes, and I would like to take this opportunity to say so, lest you have any illusions. β
"I watched for a long time, only the old Earl of Carpenter shouted Long live His Majesty Delmond, long live the Queen Mother, and the rest are all you arguing, which is really embarrassing. Actually, seeing you fighting back and forth, busy bullying orphans and widows, I think we are actually the same people, and we are both a little ambitious. Carol's meaning is obvious, she doesn't care, the rest is our business. I will first make a statement, I want to dominate the world, and those who follow me will prosper and those who oppose me will die. One more sentence: if you don't understand what's going on, you can ask, but it's better to make a decision quickly. β
"Do you have any opinions?"