Chapter 248: The King's Eyes (I)

"Is this how you end? The great and the absurd are indeed only one step away. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Polka muttered to himself as he looked at the silent dragon in front of him.

Behind him, the cannon was no ordinary weapon, it was also the masterpiece of the Holy See, the Divine Cannon, which was the true king of violent destruction compared to the monster cannon.

The muzzle of the Black Hole emitted a terrifying aura, a weapon that had long been used by the Holy Church as the ultimate defensive weapon on the Eastern battlefield. Because the Holy Cannon had limitations from the start—it was too large and too large to move on the battlefield, and the giant cannon with a physique called a monster looked small and delicate in front of it. Behind the Marquis of Polka, several heavy locomotives slowly transported it. This also means that in the rapidly changing battlefield of the East, it is destined to be unable to make a difference.

On the other hand, the Holy See's wariness of the Crusader countries was also one of the reasons.

The submission of the Duchy of Antioch to the new Roman Empire has always been a disgrace to the Holy See, and even after the fall of the New Roman Empire, the cardinals of the Holy Church insisted on not reconciling with the Duchy of Antioch, which led to Bohemond having to fall to the restoration power of the New Roman Empire. Due to the experience of the past, the Holy Church was very strict about the arms exports of the Crusader countries, but had to face the problem of the Crusaders as the main force against the Crescent Empire. Therefore, at the request of the cardinal, the Perpetual Celestial Mechanism developed this deformed cannon, which could only be used for defense, not attack. But because of this, for so many years, the Crusaders could not continue to penetrate deep into the East, and the other side could not regain the lost ground.

It can be seen that this weapon is powerful, and now with its amazing firepower, even the ancient mecha may not be able to block this amazing blow! Recycled metal is magical, but it's not invulnerable.

"It's—" Cons Dante, whose pupils dilated, also gasped, he didn't expect that there would be such an ultimate weapon. What exactly did the Poles do in exchange with the Holy See to be able to get such support?

It wasn't the first time he had seen this weapon, it wasn't this terrifying weapon that blasted through the walls of Adrianople in the first place, it was its existence that caused the barrier of Constantinople to fall, and finally made the battle situation fall into absolute passivity.

Constance Dante will never forget.

At this time, the nerve connection had been forcibly dissolved, and although he did not have to bear the impact of the nerve regurgitation rage, he had completely lost the control of the ancient mecha.

Now it's really man-made knives and I'm fish.

Constance Dante shook his head with a wry smile weakly, he didn't expect him to be so vulnerable. In front of him, the burning cross was still suppressing [Nidhogg] to awaken. He's completely out of the ropes.

……

"This is the end of the king, either standing on the throne and enjoying the worship of the people, or being crushed to pieces and forgotten by history." Marshal Mauser whispered softly, looked at Yadwiga in front of him, and said.

"Sometimes, a person who becomes a king must be prepared to do so from the beginning. Unfortunately, you don't know. ”

From the very beginning, the princes and nobles had planned it, and it all ended with the abdication of Yadwiga.

They are tired of this girl being their king. The so-called king of Poland obviously only needs to be his puppet. Why do all those unnecessary things? No one sympathizes with Jadwiga, Poland has a long history of such a system, but there are always people who do not know the times and want to challenge. If it's a character like Yadwija's father, forget it. Because he has mastered violence, he has also stifled the mouthpiece of truth. But Yadwiga clearly doesn't have that qualification.

"Is this what you prepared in the first place?" Yadwiga looked at the other party and asked, "In other words, you are responsible for the chronic poison." She was not at all able able to maintain the demeanor of a queen at this time, but was as hideous as a demon, and she did not have the slightest fear, on the contrary, the suppression of anger almost made her faint. But the only reason is still supporting itself. It was only later that she learned the truth from General Kurak, that Bonifazia, the successor she had been cultivating, had been poisoned. How ironic!

How despicable are the methods of these sanctimonious aristocrats!

Originally, she was only suspicious, because her enemies were not just princes, but now these nobles have bared their fangs and have not concealed their intentions in the slightest!

"So I gave up and despaired. What a disappointment! Constance Dante. But at this moment, a familiar voice sounded in the ears of Cons, Dante.

But Marshal Mauser shook his head and did not admit it, "This is not what we did, you must know that there are too many people who want Princess Bonifazia to disappear." For example, your husband, the father of Her Royal Highness the Princess. Lithuanians' thirst for power is much more than you might think. The old man waved his hand lightly, and his men pulled out the old woman from behind the door.

Apparently he had been tortured a lot, and at the same time, he was brought in and Mrs. Yanni, who was also scarred.

"Hello! Our 'Queen Mother'! Field Marshal Mauser said indifferently, and sarcastic laughter rang out around him.

What kind of "queen mother" is she?

And Yadweijia on the side also recognized the other party and felt the other party's resentful eyes. She was Mrs. Hornos, the mother of Jagiewo, and the two had only met a few times, but she was impressed by the other's hateful face and resentment towards herself.

"It's—"

"This is the person who plots against the princess, we are a lot old, I'm afraid we won't do such a thing to a child." Marshal Mauser said with disdain that in fact the targets of their own actions never included Bonifazia.

"How could it be ......," Yadwiga muttered to herself, even if she and the Lithuanians were in the same boat, but Bonifazia was Jagiewo's own daughter after all. Is family affection really vulnerable in the face of power? She stared at Mrs. Hornos, who was in a miserable situation, her eyes full of shock.

But the old woman did not glance at Advika, but stared at Marshal Mauser.

"Hmph, at this time, you are still pretending to be a good person. Isn't what I'm doing what you're happy to see? Hypocrisy! ”

"So what? After all, that's not what we did. I'm afraid your son will be very disappointed to know what you have done. As for your means of listening to our news, it is even more clumsy. If it weren't for Krosław's sight of Lestek, we'd probably have been kept in the dark and rebellious by Jagiewo. Marshal Mauser said lightly, and he snapped his fingers, and Lestek, who was tied up with five flowers, was also pushed out.

It was this playboy who completely disrupted Mrs. Hornos's plans.

"What a fool! Do you really think that the other party will go back and support your participation in the king's election? Marshal Mauser glanced faintly at the man on the floor, and the atmosphere in the whole room was creepy.

"Your Excellency, I ...... I've told you everything...... Please spare me! I'm not going to participate in any king's election. I saw Lestec trembling and pleading, he never expected that his momentary greed would lead to murder. Looking at the scene around him, he already felt hopeless.

Marshal Mauser looked at the handsome face and said, "Sometimes it's like this, and by the time you regret it, it's too late, Lestek-kun." How could your family not even tell you this? Or was the Habsburgs just focused on how to marry? ”

"You ......" Lestek, who was cornered, suddenly changed his expression and became fierce: "Don't deceive people too much! If I die......"

"What if you die?" Before Lestec could finish speaking, Marshal Mauser pulled a short hammer from under his overcoat and pointed at the man on the ground and stared at him coldly. And just now, Stein died under this gun, and Lestek could smell the gunpowder in the muzzle.

He shuddered, and though it was a very fine short gun with an ivory handle, it was no simple artifact, and if he shot Lestec in the head, he would die an ugly death.

Under such a deadly threat, the frightened playboy no longer dared to be tough.

"Your Excellency Marshal......" Just then, another voice came.

"You promised me."

And Marshal Mauser did not immediately pull the trigger, but removed the muzzle of the gun from Lestek's front and asked lightly: "Are you sure, Mr. Korosław?" ”

Lestek, who was originally relieved that the other party's gun had left, suddenly seemed to have been pressed into a cold well, and he was completely speechless. The air was like a cold pool of water pouring into the lungs, stinging and suffocating.

"Yes, I'm sure." Korosław, who was staring at Lestek, said that if his gaze could kill, the playboy had been torn apart by Korosław.

"Then that means you're dealing with a behemoth like the Habsburgs." Field Marshal Mauser reminded that the power of the Austrian royal family and the Habsburgs could never be easily underestimated. Poland was not worried, and he was one of the nations anyway, but Korosław's doing so meant that he would face a high risk of retaliation.

But Krosław did not waver, but insisted: "Please do it!" ”

After a moment of silence, Marshal Mauser nodded, "Okay then......"

…… At this moment, however, the Pope's emissary, the woman, was looking out the window from the corner, not paying any attention to the farce that was taking place here. Whispered, "If that's the case, it's disappointing!" The former knight king is now so downcast. So saying, the woman put her hat on her head and walked towards the gate, and all the nobles were now without her attention, and no one noticed her.

……

"How's it going?" Marquis Polka asked, the Holy Cannon would take a long time to reload, as the entire weapon was complicated by craftsmanship, which required a lot of troublesome work. It took a long time for the Poles to reload the cannonballs and aim them at the chest of the ancient mech, and as long as the cockpit was blasted open and Constante Dante was killed, it was impossible for the dragon to come back from the dead.

Truth be told, the power of Cons Dante's explosion today shocked everyone! No one expected that after paying such a heavy price, they would still have to rely on the [True Cross] to subdue this monster.

He was a monster through and through, and the Poles looked at them with fear, and although it took a long time to reload the cannon, they didn't waste a single ounce of their time. Everyone wants to kill Constance Dante as soon as possible and put an end to it, and the miserable and quiet atmosphere around it is like hell!

Hurry up! Hurry up!

At this time, Constance Dante also inserted the electric tube into his back again, completely ignoring the pain of the nerve current storming!

"Warning, warning! The nerve fit cannot be reached, and it cannot be started! ”

"Warning, warning! Neural circuits are rampage! ”

In the cockpit, only a cold voice responded, and other than that, it was pitch black, and the mecha couldn't move at all. The furious backlash sent an electric current through Constance Dante's body.

Constance Dante's whole body was covered with green tendons, and he saw this slender young man looking up to the sky and yelling, but to no avail. Dante's pupils gradually turned white, and the exhausted young man sat in the cockpit and fell into a fainting again, his face was pale, and he could see the blood vessels beating through the translucent skin.

Is that the end of it? Cons Dante muttered to himself subconsciously, at this point he was in despair. He lost this big gamble completely. Nerve contamination caused him to fall into a light sleep, where he could feel the outside world but couldn't react as he should.

Sorry, it looks like I'm going to go back on my word this time. Let's hope Belhiss can escape!

"What are you doing! Ahem......" Just then, a weak curse sounded from the darkness, startling Cons. Dante.

"Berhis!" He heard it absolutely right, it's not an illusion! Constance Dante could sense that the other seemed to be bad too. But he couldn't call each other in reality.

"Can't you wait to die if you can't move in a broken mecha?" At this time, in the wreckage of the mecha, Bersis was obviously covered in blood but still pretended to be relaxed, which was a complete fluke, and [Achilles] almost broke him to pieces before. But now he was completely stuck inside, and could only watch as the sacred cannon was aimed at Constance Dante.

"Bastard, I told you your life...... Ahem...... It's not yours alone, you're the Knight King! It's not impossible for these little ones to kill you at all! Bersches gritted his teeth, endured the sharp pain all over his body, and said that he tried with all his strength to wake up Cons. Dante!. Don't forget who you are! (To be continued.) )