Chapter Twenty-Four: The First Minister!
Three days later, the palace, the martial arts arena!
Zheng !!
After a clear sword roar, the chopped wooden sword spun in the air a few times before falling weakly to the bluestone ground of the martial arts arena, making a crisp sound.
The giant sword in Chu Lie's palm silently appeared on the man's shoulder, and wisps of silver fighting brilliance wrapped around it, becoming more and more sharp.
"Minister...... Admit defeat. β
With a bitter smile helplessly, the first minister, St. Zachari Dewey, the elegant middle-aged man who had shouted at Chu Lie before, stroked his right hand to his chest, and bowed respectfully towards Chu Lie.
"The king's strength is amazing, and the ministers are in every difficulty and the king."
"Minister, admit defeat."
Even if he loses, the first assistant minister, who does not lose his elegant temperament at all, said respectfully: "I don't know what else the king commands?" β
β....... Nothing. After a pause, Chu Lie casually put the giant sword on the ground, "You can retreat." β
"Then the king and the ministers will retire first!!"
Saluting respectfully to Chu Lie again, St. Zachary Dewey maintained a bowing posture and withdrew until he was outside the martial arts arena, before turning around and quietly trotting away.
Chu Lie's first assistant minister gradually disappeared and disappeared, there was no wave on his face, and there was no joy or anger in his dark eyes-
First Minister, St. Zachari Dewey.
The last minister, and the highest-ranking one, however, just like every minister he had tested in the previous three days, Chu Lie's vast Bright Fighting Qi did not feel any fluctuations.
It's not a disguise for the Daedric......
If it weren't for the fact that the demon descendants disguised as humans had special skills that could shield the natural hedge with the aura of light, then there was something wrong with Chu Lie's thinking......
Demon descendants disguised as humans are not among the nobility......
However, in a country that has just settled down for 40 years, and is still considered to be in the state of peace and security, there is neither foreign invasion nor dynastic change, and it is basically impossible to set off a civil war in the form of civil uprisings to consume the power of the human kingdom......
After all, the state model here is still in the Middle Ages in the West.
Rubbing his eyebrows, Chu Lie's dark eyes flashed with a solemn brilliance.
β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦
"Is Your Excellency Shousuke back?"
In front of an ordinary mansion in the royal city, a middle-aged man with a hooked nose said respectfully to the old porter, and then walked into the hall of the mansion under the latter's leadership.
"Ahem, ahem...... Lord Shoufu was summoned by the king and had already entered the palace early, but counting the time, it was almost time to return. The old man placed a cup of black tea with milk on the round table in front of the visitor, and said in a thin voice:
"Your Excellency the Chancellor of the Exchequer will drink a cup of black tea first, and wait for my family."
"The little one still has to look at the door, so he will retire first."
"You're welcome, you're ......"
The middle-aged man with a sharp temperament got up with a smile on his face and sent the old man out of the hall, only then he sat down in his position worriedly, his lean face was full of contemplation, and he didn't have the intention to move the cup of black tea in front of him-
Lionheart is back!
Just as he was about to weaken the prestige of the royal family step by step, in order to pray that his family could go further, he returned!
Destroy his arrangement with a sword with his own hands.
When the king stepped on his head and walked up to the high platform, the thing that came to his mind was not humiliation, but fear! Unquenchable fear!
And during this time, the king's behavior had no intention of amplifying this fear infinitely, and every moment and every minute of every day licked his heart like a vicious poisonous snake!
"Daddy...... Father...... How long are we going to stay here? β
His son's childish and delicate shout broke his contemplation, and his solemn and stiff face softened a lot, and he smiled.
The big hand gently stroked the soft brown hair of the only son and rubbed it gently.
The man's tone was full of pampering.
"It's you who are coming, saying that you want to talk about business, you have to listen, you have to come, who are you going to blame now?"
"Uh-huh...... I want to meet Uncle Dewey...... Every time he would give me something nice to eat. β
The little boy moved in his father's arms: "I want to go to the back yard to play." β
"Is it good, is it good, is it good...... Daddy......"
"Okay, let's play, don't run around the room."
"Got it!" The little boy jumped out of his father's arms and ran out of the room with a snap, and the Chancellor of the Exchequer watched the back of his only son behind him, his eyes revealing love and hope......
It is rare that there will be a junior who has a good relationship with the first minister, who has always attached great importance to the rules, this is his own opportunity, and perhaps it will be an opportunity for the family......
"This time...... I hope Shousuke-sama can find a way to help me, but ......"
With a sigh, the middle-aged man fell into deep thought again.
Bang ......
But how could a five-year-old boy know that his father, who seemed to be omnipotent, was only playing freely in the backyard of the Prime Minister's houseβunlike a luxurious home, a place similar to a farm outside the city would undoubtedly win the hearts of children.
"Don't run! Don't run, Fluttershy......"
Amid the laughter of the joyful children, the little boy ran to a deeper part of the backyard with a flower butterfly, and finally lost it, and just as the little boy was about to return to the front hall to find his father, a purple-blue ghost light flashed from the edge of his vision.
The little boy paused, then a look of interest appeared on his face, and he ran towards the hut hidden in the woods.
There is no concern for the consequences.
With a squeak, the wooden house slowly opened, and the little boy rushed in excitedly, and a pair of big eyes swept around, and he found the glowing 'baby'-
Purple-black runes were carved on his bare cyan skin, his head was as large as a beast, his fangs poked out of his lips, perhaps he heard something, and the huge figure lying on his side in the haystack slowly sat up.
A pair of scarlet eyes locked on the pale little boy.
"Weird...... Monster!!! β
In a trembling voice, the little boy jerked around to run away, but he bumped into a tall figure, shook it back a few steps, sat down on the ground, and looked up stiffly, a familiar face came into view.
The face of the Chinese character, the short gray hair, and the vicissitudes of life in the eyes are the wisdom washed out by the years.
The whole person looks elegant and square.
St. Zachari Dewey smiled:
"Little Noah, Uncle seems to have told you......"
Stepping into the wooden house, the wooden door slowly closed behind the first minister, and the square face revealed a little strange and evil aura in the backlight, making the little boy's young body tremble with fear.
"Don't ...... Just run around......"
Squeak......
(Ask for a recommendation-??? -??? -??? -??? -??? ___-??? -??? -??? -??? -???), okay, big guys, count the votes~)