Chapter 1269: Demon Hunting in the Silent Night (12)

Chapter 1269: Demon Hunting in the Silent Night (12)

After hearing Chanel's wishes, the Knight King couldn't help but frown.

King Arthur was not ignorant of the deeds of [madman] Cloe.

The previous king of France, Clovis I, had four legitimate heirs in his lifetime.

In 511 AD, Clovis I died, and according to the French tradition of succession, the united kingdom of France was taken as the king's private property, which was divided among the four sons of Clovis I.

Theodoric, the eldest brother, took a share of the territory around Reims and established the Reims dynasty;

The second brother, Clodomir, took a share of the territory around Orleans and established the Orleans dynasty;

The third brother, Hildebell, took a share of the territory around Paris and established the Paris dynasty;

His son, Clotier, was divided into northern Gaul and Belgium, and the lower reaches of the Meuse River, with his capital in his birthplace of Soissons, known as the Soissons dynasty.

The four brothers had their own place and set themselves up as kings, and they should have lived their lives in peace. However, the ambitious Clotaire was not satisfied with a corner of the kingdom of Soissons and managed to expand his territory.

In 524 AD, Cloetier's second brother, Clodomir, was killed in a crusade against the Burgundians. Clotil seized the opportunity to seize his second sister-in-law, Gondiok, and together with his third brother Hildebell, murdered two of Clodomir's three sons, and only Claude survived.

Clotil also divided the kingdom of Orléans, the territory of the second brother Clodomir, together with the eldest brother Theodoric and the third brother Hildebell, and Clotil got the most important part of it, including the cities of Tours and Poitiers, and became the king of Orleans.

This qiē all happened between 524 and 526 CE. In these short two years, the madman Clotier has done countless unconscionable things in order to expand his territory.

"Mademoiselle Chanel of Orleans, Mademoiselle Chanel of the Knights of the Holy Lily," King Arthur muttered silently, as if he understood something.

"You're right, Mr. Staff. Chanel looked at King Arthur with a piercing gaze, and her eyes burned calmly with resentment:

"The Knights of the Holy Lily were originally founded by King Clodomir, who gathered us orphans and trained us to serve our country as decent knights. Unexpectedly, our benefactor, the great King Crodomir, died in the middle of his great deed, and his land and wealth, and even his wife were taken advantage of by the madman of Clotir, and they were divided up.

To make matters worse, the Knights of the Lily, who had sworn allegiance to the House of Orleans, had to bow their heads to the bug of Clotil. This shame will one day be paid off by Clotil. The Knight King frowned, although half of his face was hidden under the mask, and the other party could not see him frowning.

"But King Crodomir's death was a complete accident. Arthur tried to argue.

"What if I sue you that King Crodomir's death was not an accident?" Chanel said this, gritting her teeth with hatred: "It was Clotir's villain who secretly fornicated with the Bryandians and betrayed Crodomir's tactical intelligence, causing King Crodomir to die in a despicable encirclement and suppression by the enemy. I have no evidence that it was Cloetier who did it, but I know it was him. It was a conspiracy in which Clotil killed his own brother by the hand of the Bryandians, and the throne of the kingdom of Orleans, where he now sits, was stained with the blood of King Crodomir!""Oh. The Knight King took a deep breath and was noncommittal.

And this qiē is only a small part of Clotil's larger plan. The Dark Elf Maiden continued, "Look, he got Orleans, and he still won't be satisfied. Next, he will definitely use a plot to kill his eldest brother and third brother until he swallows up all the French territories that have been carved up. For the sake of the world, for the sake of France, this deranged man must be eliminated. Therefore, in order to kill Clotier, I need the help of the Knights of the Round Table anyway. "Is that what you want?" King Arthur picked up his cup, took an elegant sip of black tea, and replied slowly, "I'm sorry, Miss Chanel." I am afraid that this wish will not be realized. "Why?" "[Knights of the Round Table Mutual Aid Program] is not a panacea. There are some rules that we have to follow. Great Britain, for example, is not allowed to interfere in the internal affairs of other countries - we cannot send troops to kill Klotir, King of Soissons. "But you're the Knights of the Round Table! You can destroy an army of tens of thousands by sending a Knights of the Round Table?!Why should you have any scruples? Are you still afraid of Clotil?" "It's not that you're afraid of Clotil, but that's not how things work. King Arthur said unemotionally, "If the [Knights of the Round Table Mutual Aid Program] can usurp the basic knightly rules of Great Britain, then everyone who joins the Knights of the Round Table will try to abuse [the Mutual Aid Program] and instruct the Knights of the Round Table to attack other nations." In this way, the world is thrown into chaos. The Knights of the Round Table are an armed group formed for the purpose of destroying [the boundless darkness], not an assassination force - much less an invading army. "But Clotier is a madman, a tyrant, a mad aggressor—" "The question is not what he is. King Arthur interrupted the elven girl: "The problem is that as long as he is the king of a country, Great Britain cannot attack him. Chanel was silent for a moment.

"Okay, I see. She let out a long sigh, "I guess this qiē is just Lang's time-consuming, right?" "There's one thing I can't figure out anyway. King Arthur suddenly asked Chanel, "I've seen you fight." With your skills, it's not that hard to assassinate someone. And I think there must be better people in your Holy Lily Order, those who are willing to kill their targets at the cost of a single qiē. You are in a position to kill Clotil, so why don't you do it sooner rather than later, and instead rely on this tactful way to seek the assistance of the Knights of the Round Table?" "You don't understand, Mr. Staff. Chanel took a sip of black tea, leaned back on the sofa, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Because of that madman Cloetier, he can't be killed." He has some kind of strange power to protect his body, and no matter how clever the killer is, he can't help him. The Knights of the Holy Lily in Orleans, the Knights of the Black Thorns in Paris, and even the Knights of the Deep Blue Rose in Reims, they all failed.

We've heard that the knights of the Knights of the Round Table are able to drive [gods]—ahem, just heard—and we think that Clotil is also doing something like that, making herself immortal. So, the final conclusion that the Knights of the Holy Lily came to was that the [gods] could only be dealt with by the [gods], and that we must rely on the strength of the Knights of the Round Table in order to kill the madman Clotil. "Very logical, my lady. King Arthur replied, half-earnestly, half-jokingly.

"Don't laugh! I'm serious!" Chanel glanced at King Arthur dissatisfied, "I know the secrets of your Knights of the Round Table, I have seen with my own eyes that Sir Kay's envoys resemble gods! And that white tiger can summon gods! I know what you can do, don't think that you can fool me with a few perfunctory words!" "Then, my dear lady." The Knight King replied ambiguously, "If you think that by becoming a Knight of the Round Table you can possess the power of that so-called [god], please continue to pursue it." Follow through on what you believe in, and miracles may happen. When you actually become a Knight of the Round Table and get the power you want, maybe you can really use it against King Clotil? Chanel asked incredulously, "You seem to have said that Great Britain does not interfere in the internal affairs of other countries?" "Oh, it is certainly not permissible for a group to act against a country." King Arthur smiled mischievously: "However, the Knights of the Round Table also have the freedom to act alone, and Great Britain has no right to interfere with the actions of any of the Knights of the Round Table." That is, when a Knight of the Round Table acts as an individual, he will not be bound by the laws of the country, nor by the group sect, and only [conscience] can stop him. The Knights of the Round Table are [absolutely free]. Chanel gave King Arthur a look in disbelief.

"I believe that what needs to be said has been said. The Knight King got up from his chair and drank the black tea: "If you want to continue your plan, I strongly recommend that you complete this exam." But I can't guarantee that your wish will be granted, it's a task that you can accomplish on your own. Even after becoming a Knight of the Round Table, you may not be able to kill the person you want to kill and achieve the karma you have to achieve. It's up to you to decide what to do. King Arthur retreated to the door and prepared to leave.

"You know what?" he added before leaving, "what you did may be meaningless." History has its inevitability, and it is a trend that cannot be stopped. Even if you assassinate and stop King Clotil, France will inevitably be reunited by another overlord. Whether it's Cloetier, Theodoric, or Hildebell, they're ultimately just a code, a symbol. Detending over the name of a symbol is as futile as counting a grain of sand on the beach. "Anyone can be king of France, but Clotier can't. Chanel stubbornly said, "I know very well that he is a demon." Let that kind of person be the king of France, and that country will become a real hell. "Good night, my dear lady. The Knight King opened the door and departed: "Have a good evening." "