Chapter 287: Entrustment (2)

Anrui is right.

The Norman princess of the Highlands turned her face back and looked at the top floor of the curtain, where the coat of arms of the White Tower and the Partridge Hill stood out, and she had the same velvet draperies in her bedroom in the royal capital, or her curtains were more ornate and extravagant than those of Anrui, who was only a lord, and although her curtain was velvet, it was only a soft milky white, and the coat of arms was white. Emerald green, brown, and as the royal coat of arms of the Highlands Normans, it can be used in gold and silver, the coat of arms of the Highlands Norman royal family is a ferocious bear, this bear is a magical creature, before the Normans of the Highlands were founded, it was second only to the orcs of the threat, twice the size of the northern snow bear and four times the size of the grizzly bear, ran like the wind, powerful as a god, and had a certain intelligence, which could drive other animals, especially bears, and their relationship with humans was not very close or tense, because they almost all lived in the deepest part of the Silvercrown Mountains, and even the elves were rarely able to find their traces, but anyway, before the great catastrophe of a thousand years agoBut as far as Leona knew, they were one of many magical creatures affected by the Holocaust, and they were not far away, if not extinct, and it was said that, like the great bird hanging in her father's side room, the last of the ferocious bears had become a leather blanket under King Grenada's throne.

The ferocious bear with golden fur embroidered on the top of her drapery, it stood upright like a human. Wearing a crown and outstretched claws, he holds an orb and a scepter. It was something that Duke John had always coveted, with two crossed broadswords behind him, and a sapphire blue coat of arms in the background, surrounded by dark red ribbons of deep color.

While the old king had not yet died, and Leona had not left the royal capital, and was trying to become a qualified heir to the throne under the guidance of her father, her desire for power and honor was not so strong. To be more precise, she didn't realize what position she was in, after all, since she left Castle Thunder. She had been living in the convent of Schienos, where life was quiet and rich, accompanied by maidens and priestesses from aristocratic families, and their conversations were always centred around music, dance, flowers, and love. Leona's favorite things of shooting, fighting, and horseback riding are almost impossible to find. It can even be said that if she was not Norman's eldest daughter, she might have been snubbed and despised. And the priests of Sheennoth, while some of them have joined the whirlpool of war and politics, they are all men.

The men of the Highlands Norman were not as cruel and cruel to women as one might think, but they had a long-ingrained perception that women were fragile, soft and stupid. Anything they do besides housekeeping and reproduction will lead to a disastrous consequence. It turns out that the men have to clean up - they love them, they love their mothers, they love their daughters, they love their wives, but they never listen to them in anything, and if a daring woman wants to say something, they will not wave their fists or whips, but they will laugh and walk away, telling it as a joke to their companions in the tavern - So when Leona first heard that her father wanted to change the laws of the Highlands Normans to make her the queen of the Highlands Normans and the master of this vast land, she thought for a moment that her father was crazy.

She thought it was like a dream, and it was an unrealistic dream, in which she learned from her father how to be a king, and at first she was very unaccustomed to the old king's attitude towards her, and he sometimes made her dress in male clothes, and stood behind him as an attendant to the court council, or in the place of priests and mages, and copied all kinds of documents for him, or went down to the dark and smelly dungeons, and spoke to the enemies and rebels who had been tormented by endless torture and starvation, as we have described before, the old king was never afraid to let Leona see and hear things that should not have been touched by a woman, even some of the boorish feasts that could not be made public, though the king was not so mad as to ask his daughter to take part in them.

But even so, Leona's greatest delusion is to become a female ranger or warrior, to be the wife of the owner of Thundercastle, and to fight alongside him.

When did she begin to crave power and status like a man? When did the spirited people bow down to her? Or did Tyre and the knights of Rosada flock to her and seek her advice? Or did she stand by in vain and watch the knights send Berdwin to prison on the orders of Uncle Wang and Fouquet? More accurately, when the old king of the Norman of the Highlands fell, but before he could complete the revision of the inheritance law and publicly establish Leona's **** status to the people? Leona remembered how her aunt had stood by John's side, and she hadn't even given Leona a look, even though the king had brought Leona to her as his heir more than once, and she had wanted Dylan to marry Leona. However, Lao Wang and Leona said that the marriage of an heir to the throne and even a new king has always been a bargaining chip that is heavy enough to change any situation, and it cannot be thrown lightly, and Dylan Donclay's blood is too close to Leona, if he becomes Leona's husband, it is difficult to say whether the future crown will be worn on their son's head or on his own head, so for the eldest princess's proposal, Lao Wang has always been perfunctory.

As for Leona, of course, she never wanted Dylan to be her husband, and Dylan inherited his father's eyes and face, and even if there was some ambiguity in the bloodline, he was also very popular with the women of the royal capital - but Leona hated Fouquet and did not have a good opinion of Dylan, and although Berdwin was quite wishful thinking that Dylan was a good brother, the princess always felt that those turquoise eyes were gouged out from the body of a poisonous snake.

After coming to the Dragonfire Islands, this feeling became even stronger. If the rights of the Normans of the Highlands, the Castle of Cape and some of the places they pass through are still subject to certain restrictions, then on these hot and closed islands, as long as you can step on the stairs to the only throne. What you see in front of you is a paradise for some...... Leona spits on this system, and because of this, when she realizes that she can control the lives and wills of the slaves who serve them at will, she still horrifies that she is being tempted.

Leona was not alone, and although most of the Normans in the Highlands did not want to see a little girl on the throne of the king, the king still had some loyal courtiers. Moreover, Duke John's weak body has caused many people to remain in a wait-and-see state, and there are messages from channels that Carey did not know that many nobles and knights felt that the death of the old king was not as simple as Duke John said. Everyone knew that Berdwin was just a commoner with no roots, and that he depended on the king for his title and army, and before the tragedy, the king was still happily drawing knights and soldiers from various knights and handing them over to his beloved friends and courtiers. What reason did Bodwin have to kill him, and he trusted him. Even if Duke John could replace him, he might not be able to give a better reward--not to mention that he ordered Berdwin to be put to death before he could inherit the throne--there was always speculation that Duke John and Fouquet killed the old king, and then put the blame on Baldwin, so that some stubborn and loyal courtiers could not accept a king-murderer on the throne.

What is also criticized by many knights and citizens is that the new king would agree to Dylan Donclay's request to expel the soldiers of Thundercastle, and the library of the royal capital, and the temples of Rosada and Tyre record about the orc invasion, and the pen and ink are not so old. The brutality of the orcs and the bravery of the soldiers of Raid Castle are as deeply engraved in the hearts of the people as if they had been burned with a soldering iron, and they are afraid that the Orcs will invade again and Raid Castle will be powerless to resist. The entire Norman of the Highlands was plunged into the quagmire of disaster, and he was also feeling grievances and anger for the soldiers and knights who had served in Thundercastle for years or decades.

In addition, some of the people whose interests were lost under the decree of the new king, John was a villain who could not only be avenged, and greedy, he not only executed some of those who were loyal to the old king, but also took revenge on those who had politely rejected him or resolutely stood in a neutral position, and as long as Leona left the royal capital, the maelstrom of terror in the royal capital spun for as long as he was involved, and the number of people who were involved in it is unknown, and some of them were not at fault, but they were concerned by Fouquet because of the accumulation of a large amount of wealth, and the consequence of his concern was to be imprisoned, executed, or exiled for a trumped-up crimeTheir property naturally went into the new king's empty inner treasury - and if it weren't for Rosada and Tyre, and a few other priests and knights of the good gods, who had come out to put things in order, the whole king might have ruined two-thirds of his houses and streets.

And that's not even counting the various taxes that the new king had to raise every few days, and the gifts that demanded from all sides—the gifts were supposed to be given by the local lords everywhere the new king visited the Normans in the highlands, but John was too weak to even saddle his horse, let alone leave the capital, so he ordered the lords and knights to bring their gifts to the capital, which were nothing compared to the harsh taxes, but which were despised, by the knights.

But what Leona didn't expect was that the revision of the inheritance law could continue to be carried out and passed within a few months after the death of the old king, thinking that Duke John would definitely be furious about it, but so what, this law can be amended shows that his control over the country is not as strong as he thought, maybe the eldest princess is also secretly pushing a little, if a woman can also become the heir to the throne, she is also entitled to inherit the throne, even if she is not so interested in this country, then what about Dylan, what crown can be more brilliant and attractive than the king's crown?

But for Leona, this is good news and bad news, the good news is that as long as Bedwin can be cleared of her charges, she will no longer be the princess of Highland Norman, but the first heir to the throne of Highland Norman, and the bad news is that if John gets her, she will probably die due to an unfortunate accident on the way, leaving only her body to identify herself and be transported into the royal capital without Norman.

"But what are you going to do?" said Leona, "Count Anrui, you are only the nominal master of the White Tower. ”

"You too, no, princess, you don't even have a name, but there will still be people who are willing to sacrifice their lives for you. "Demon's father and brother are dead, and Adel is nowhere to be found, and I am the only blood of the master of the White Tower and the Partridge Hill, and I have a child, my and Demon's child, whose blood is pure and rich, and there will always be people who will be willing to admit him and be loyal to him." She casually glanced out the window, where the silk carpet hung but she seemed to be able to see through the silk carpet: "And I have the power now." ”

If Mei Mi was here, she would be a monster even if she had power, but Leona, as a female heir to the throne, no one understood An Rui's thoughts better than her, and An Rui was right: "What are you going to do?"

"In fact, it would have been easy to just release you," Anrui said, "because they sent you to me, and they thought I would watch over you well and then to your friends and subordinates." ”

"Isn't it?"

"But what's in it for me?" said Anrui, "perhaps because I'm dying, so their attitude has become unscrupulous, something that I shouldn't have let me know...... I also know that the potion they gave me was mixed with dragon blood, the real dragon blood, not the big lizards, so they gave me strength and corroded my body at the same time. So I have to ......"

Perhaps Anrui made a gesture out of Leona's sight, and her pig-beaked maid walked over and opened a secret door, and a small shadow walked slowly into the room. Leona initially thought it was a dwarf, but then she suddenly realized that it was Anrui's son.

"This is my son. An Rui said.

The child ran to his mother as fast as he could, perhaps because he was accustomed to the way his mother looked, and there was no fear in his eyes, only the innocence and love that belonged to the child, and he hugged Anrui's knees intimately, rubbing the rough skin with his soft petal-like cheeks.

- Well, I'm sorry, I missed the appointment, but if possible, I'll put it tomorrow...... I won't talk about the specific time, but I found that all kinds of strange things will happen as long as the notice is made...... (To be continued.) )