Chapter 251: Coercion

Blood splattered and fell on Bonifazia's face, and the girl who was completely frozen could only smell like rust, was this the smell of blood?

The smell almost broke the girl's mind, and watching the body of General Kurak fall in front of her, Bonifazia looked at her father with the illusion of looking at the devil. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Father!"

"That's enough, come with me!" Jagieworth looked at his daughter indifferently, and as a product of a political marriage, he had never taken Bonifazia too seriously. Because he knew that one day he would have to go to the opposite of Bonifazia. Therefore, Jagieworth has always been very indifferent to this daughter, of course, he has never had any more children, in order to stand at the peak of power, he has been accustomed to this lonely life, and his mother has always educated Jagiewo. Without a wife, no children, and no mistress for decades, Bonifazia was nothing more than an accident...... It's just a political marriage. To be on the throne meant having to be alone, and he was used to it.

"What should we do, Grand Duke?"

Although almost all of his men were buried in the fire, there were still some lucky survivors, although their mechs were all scrapped.

"Take them with me, and I'll make that Herod pay!" His eyes became extremely terrifying in an instant, which made Bonifazia suddenly freeze, although she had always felt that her father was very strange, but she had never had this fear now, obviously it was her own father, but now this man has been driven crazy by the desire for power.

Yes, from the moment the entire army of Jagieil's subordinates was wiped out, this man was already crazy, and more than ten years of hard work were in vain that he couldn't accept it, he wanted to make those people pay!

Whether it's Cons, Dante or the Polish aristocracy!

……

"Why is there no reaction all of a sudden, what the hell is going on?" Considine muttered to himself that in the interval between his maneuvering with Marshal Mauser, Considine had signaled to Bonifazia that they were safe, otherwise they would be in trouble if they thought they had failed and escaped through the secret passage.

However, now they have cut off contact, obviously they responded to themselves not long ago, but now there is complete radio silence. This made Cons-Dante feel deeply uneasy.

It should be fine, the princes should not be able to play any tricks.

Constance Dante said silently in his heart, after all, where Bonifazia and they were, the other party did not know, and it stands to reason that there would be no accidents. Constance Dante could only comfort himself in this way.

At this moment, the voice of Marshal Mauser came from the ears of Constance Dante. After some discussion, Marshal Mauser gave Constène Dante a reply.

"After discussions between us, it is a pity that we cannot accede to your request, Your Highness the Knight King! Can you really make sacrifices for power? If it were someone else, I would believe it, but you don't seem to be like that! I was surprised myself, but there was nothing wrong with that. Marshal Mauser said as if jokingly.

"Really?!" Constance Dante replied with a blank face, of course he would not believe it, and it can be said that they were very distrustful of each other.

"Well, as long as you leave with Her Majesty Adevica, I guess it will completely avert this turmoil, right?" As Marshal Mauser said this, he was looking at Yadwija, who was in a wheelchair beside him.

"You say yes, Your Majesty?"

This seeming two-pronged approach made it seem to the other nobles that they could use a compromise approach, and they were reluctant to give up power easily.

“…… Can I say a word to His Majesty Yadwiga? Constance Dante asked, after a moment of silence.

"Oh, have you changed your mind?" Marshal Mauser was also a little surprised by Constance Dante's attitude, but he did not refuse. "No problem, Your Highness."

Saying that, Marshal Mauser put the communicator in front of Yadwiga, just looked at the woman coldly, and whispered softly: "I hope you know how to judge the situation as well as your father." ”

This is already tantamount to a threat!

And Yadwigga was silent, she didn't take the other party's threat into account at all.

“……”

Both sides were silent, but Constance Dante pondered slightly in his heart before speaking, "Your Majesty, have you really made your decision?" ”

Yadvica on the other side didn't answer, the two of them didn't say anything as if they had a tacit understanding.

After a long time, Advita suddenly asked, "Constance Dante, you are the Knight King, right?" She asked such strange questions, not only from the princes, but also from Constance Dante.

"Hmm." Constance Dante acquiesced that his identity was no longer a secret now, after all, he had been prepared from the moment he piloted the ancient mecha, he had to face his fate, it was only a matter of time before he was discovered, and he was already ready to face the Holy See.

"Then—before, you should have felt the same as I did when you left Constantinople." The woman sighed slightly, "No one, no one wants to leave, that land that belongs to them." His Royal Highness the Knight King? Do you really understand that pain? At that moment, Advica's words pierced Conseidante's heart like an arrow, and the pain and depression made him unable to breathe.

The city he had always wanted to leave, the city where the beasts ate and cannibalized, could he really forget and abandon it like that? Even if he had cursed there, he couldn't deny where he had spent the ten years. Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen to stay when the Cretan Bull was destroying it, otherwise he wouldn't have come here.

But even so, Constance Dante never regretted it.

"Sure enough, I still can't give it up easily!" Constance Dante sighed subconsciously.

"Yes, it's just a feeling that is hard to let go!" "It's not impossible for me to get out of here, I'm a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any moment." But Bernia is different, I don't want her to live in a world where she shouldn't be a victim. ”

"Is that what you think?" Constance Dante chuckled, "I see! ”

And after Yadwija's words were finished, Marshal Mauser also showed a subtle look, which made the atmosphere much more tense all of a sudden. In fact, the other nobles understood what Ardwigga meant.

"Damn it!"

The nobles were furious. This is clearly telling Constance Dante not to estimate anything, which means that they have one less bargaining chip against Constance Dante all of a sudden. They looked at Adevica and hated to kill this woman, and the struggle between the royal family and the nobles had long been to the point of non-ending.

But they were stopped by Marshal Mauser, "Don't worry, there is no danger yet." As he spoke, he picked up the communicator and whispered to Constance Dante with a slight smile: "I'm right, Your Highness the Knight King. Miss Ekarina is not the one to give up easily. "He doesn't care, it doesn't matter how many chips you have, as long as it's useful.

Marshal Mauser looked at the girl next to him and smiled, not caring at all.

"It seems that you have good intentions!" Yadwida looked at Ekarina, although she was holding back her fear, but this was already the limit of what the child could accept. She couldn't blame anything, after all, no one could ignore their own lives. But she also saw something in it.

"I can't talk about it, after all, Your Majesty, you are also an opponent who makes people have to get serious!"

"So you've already connected with those people in Novgorod, haven't you?" To be able to know the person closest to Cons-Dante, Marshal Mauser could never have relied solely on intelligence, but could only show that there was an internal connection in Novgorod.

"Yes, you should have died a few years ago, but who would have thought that there would be a Knight King. Of course, this kind of thing is a hidden danger for Novgorod as well as for Poland. ”

The door to the room was pushed open, and an officer hurried in, none other than Krosław, who at this time seemed to be Marshal Mauser's confidant.

"Marshal, it's done." Krosław whispered, no one knowing what the conversation between the two would be.

"Is it finally done?" The old man said with both joy and regret.

And just then, the unexpected happened.

A terrible siren first pierced the sky over Poland, attracting everyone's attention. This was supposed to be a siren to prevent shelling, but for some reason it sounded at this time.

It's-

Constance Dante looked up slightly stunned.

And immediately after, the voice of the Grand Duke of Jagieworth was heard by everyone.

This is a loudspeaker on a tower, and its sound can be transmitted up to five kilometers away, covering most of the city without any problems. At least, Cons, Dante and the princes could hear it clearly. Everyone was confused about what was going on.

"Can you hear me?"

"Very well," said Grand Duke Jagieilło, who was on the tower, taking a deep breath and speaking through the speaker with the momentum of a tenor, "Gentlemen, it seems that some people have thought that I have become history, that I have died without a body, that Lithuania has no strength to resist Poland from now on, but alas, no! ”

The speaker at the top of the tower, though a little distorted, could still faintly hear the madness, which traveled far away in the cold weather. And the light of the East is still thin and pitiful!

"I think there must have been people who have thought that as the Grand Duke of Lithuania, I can no longer be a stumbling block for some people, but it is thanks to His Royal Highness the Knight King that I have been able to survive. But Your Highness, you also have to pay for your conceit. ”

Constance Dante was also slightly stunned, because the other party was Bonifazia's father, so he still showed mercy to his subordinates at that time and did not ask for the other party's life, after all, the Lithuanian knights were all wiped out, and his threat had been minimized, and now what did he want to do? Constance Dante thought to himself, puzzled.

"What do you want to do?"

Through the speaker, the voice of Constance Dante came from the ancient mecha, but it was filtered by the radio waves, and the mechanical sound came from the dragon, which was more like a beast's roar, and the Polish soldiers couldn't help but be terrified.

"Your people are in my hands, do you want them to live?" There was a chilling malice in Jagieworth's voice, which made Constance Dante's pupils dilate.

"What did you say?!" Constance Dante's voice was cold, and through the ancient mecha it was even more earth-shattering, and he held the steering stick and roared.

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

Too careless!

Constance Dante finally realized that he had made a mistake, and he had underestimated the power of Jagieil. Bonifazia lost contact, and after a little analysis, Constance Dante realized that he had made a fatal mistake.

"Thank you for taking care of my daughter, so now could you please do something for me?" Jagiew's face was full of smiles, and Bonifazia on the side trembled as she looked at her father, she never thought that her biological father would show such a look. At this moment, the smile on that face was completely crazy, revealing a sharp killing intent.

"Let them go, or I'll make your death ugly!" This threat, which seemed to be fierce, was uttered in the mouth of Cons Dante, but it was full of terrifying momentum, and the coercion could be felt almost from a long distance.

The Lithuanians standing on the tower also felt very nervous, but their loyalty to Jagailło caused none of them to retreat and flee.

And Jagiewo's expression remained unchanged, and he just said lightly: "Is that so? That's a pity! At the very least, I am sure that before I die, His Highness's subordinates will be blown to pieces. That's my thank you gift! "The Novgorod guards on the side are all strapped to miniature bombs, as long as they are detonated, they will not be crushed, but they will be bloody and will die.

"There are sixteen of your men, am I right?" Jagieło was able to communicate with Conseidante by radio, rather than by continuing to communicate with the loudspeaker, mainly so that the Polish nobility could hear.

"No, it's seventeen." Constance Dante said suddenly.

"Is that your chief of guard? It's a pity that he is dead with General Kurak, so do you still believe it? Or does His Highness want to hear Bonifazia's voice? ”

"You-!" Constance Dante had the urge to grit his teeth, and when he heard the news of Decayat's death in the cold voice of the other party, Constance Dante felt like he had been punched in the chest, and anger, sadness, and all kinds of negative emotions seemed to drown Cons Dante.

"Do you want to die?" There was no emotion in Consité Dante's voice at this time, and the only thing he said was to kill.

"Oh, finally angry! Sure enough, the angry Knight King is the most powerful existence! Until this time, Jagieworth was still angry with Constance Dante, without any fear!

"But if you want more people to die, you can cut off my head with your sword, how about it, Your Highness the Knight King?"

……

"What are they talking about?" Now it was the turn of the Polish people to be calm, they did not expect at all that at such a juncture, Jagieworth would suddenly disrupt the situation, which was not good for them, and even Marshal Mauser's expression was much more solemn.

He turned his head to Krosław to the side and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure that the two ancient mechs brought by the Holy See before are they ready?" ”

It was a secret, it was something that Stein had secretly brought, and this was the last resort he had previously mentioned, but he was killed by Marshal Mauser before he could use it. The reason why he didn't use it was because the damage caused by the unmanned ancient mecha was likely to destroy the whole of Warsaw, and second, his own greed for the power of the ancient mecha, if he could get one percent of the secret from it, he could change everything. It's just that now, in the face of a monster like Constance Dante, which is even more terrifying than the ancient mecha, there is not much to do! (To be continued.) )