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Let's go back to that night again for a moment.

The night the lion king died in the barren hills.

At the dining table.

Except for the new kings who have taken the whole world from the lion king.

There is one person who is also alive.

This man was born to be an emperor.

His name was Charles, Charles Lancaster.

If the formal name is more formal, it would be, Charles V. Lancaster.

He was now shaking violently, his whole body trembling.

Because he hears secrets that will never be made public.

People who hear such secrets generally have two options.

One is death, and the other is complicit.

Although Charles is arrogant and feels that he was born to be an emperor, he is still a little self-aware, he knows his ability, the hole cards he has, and the strength he has are not enough to cooperate with the two people in front of him.

He had nothing left.

Even the throne that is easy to obtain and has no name for itself is gone.

He will never be an emperor in his life.

And he's going to die soon.

He really wanted to cry.

But he didn't dare, he was afraid that his cry would annoy the two people in front of him and make him die faster.

In this world, no one wants to die, let alone die quickly.

"I ...... I ......" Charles tried to calm his emotions and tried to say something.

"Oh, Your Highness......" It was only at this time that Winnington seemed to finally remember this person, looked at him, and said, "The scene just now was a little bloody, didn't it scare you?"

"I didn't ...... No. Charles glanced at the miserable death of Yars again, and couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach again, but he finally held back.

"I mean...... Winnington, no, no, no, Lord Winnington......" Charles almost called out His Highness Winnington.

Now as long as he can keep him alive, he is willing to call him whatever he wants.

He doesn't want to be an emperor anymore, he just wants to live well.

He really doesn't want to die, even if the Lancaster family declines, there will always be wine and girls, and the rest of his life will not be too miserable.

Why do you want to be an emperor?

Charles felt that he was really crazy before, the emperor is such a thing, only abnormal people would want to be it, right?

"Your Excellency Winnington, we ...... We didn't know each other very well, but we used to ...... We've had bars before, right?" Charles, desperately remembering if he had any intimate encounters with Winnington, and if he had offended him.

"I ...... I haven't offended you either, don't worry, I won't say a word about today's events, really, as a native of Wangcheng, I fully understand the rules. ”

"When I go back, I will move out of my current mansion immediately, and I will never appear in front of you again, really, I swear! I swear in the name of my father, my ancestors, and all my ancestors! I will never get involved in the affairs of the Central Royal City again!"

"I ...... I'll let my children and grandchildren not get involved, I'll leave Central Wangcheng, okay?"

In the last sentence, he was really going to cry.

Winnington laughed and said, "Your Highness, what are you talking about? The future of the empire depends on you, how can you say these frustrating words casually?"

"What...... What?" was Charles' pause, thinking he had misheard.

Emperor...... Imperial?

Don't......

"Oh, I am also wrong, Your Majesty, and we can count on you for everything we have in the future. Winnington smiled and stood up, walked over to Charles, and suddenly fell to one knee.

This kneeling, the kneeling Charles was delirious, he was quite busy trying to help Wen Ning to get up, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was a little afraid again.

"Minister Charles, I am ordered to eradicate the treachery of the country, welcome Your Majesty back to the throne, may Your Majesty be wise and immortal, the empire will be immortal, and the iris will never wither!" said Winnington loudly, an extremely strange statement.

In this even spookier room.

But in fact, most of the truths of history are often like this.

"Think about how this paragraph will be recorded in the history books in the future, Your Majesty?" Winnington knelt in front of Charles, but seemed to be countless times higher than the helpless future emperor sitting in the chair, he smiled lowly, "In the first year of the new imperial calendar, the great Charles, with the help of the meritorious and loyal minister Winnington Reisfield, successfully eradicated the great thief of the country, Ars Pompeii, and successfully recaptured the empire that had been lost in Lancaster for more than a hundred years, making an incomparably great contribution to the revival of the empire!"

"How is it, Your Majesty, such an account is very exciting, isn't it?"

"Well...... Kindness. Charles didn't know what to say, he was now scared and excited at the bottom of his heart, his mouth was dry, and his heart was sweating.

He vaguely felt that there was a glorious avenue that was spreading out in front of him, and he maybe, really, was born to be an emperor?

Even if it is a puppet emperor, in the future, it may not be impossible to come true?

What will happen in the future, who knows?

His eyes gradually became feverish as he looked at Winnington, who was kneeling in front of him, and with one hand, he touched his shoulder, just like countless generations of ancestors in the past, and said loudly: "This time...... Wen Qing has contributed a lot to the restoration of the country this time, I ...... I can't repay it, I want ...... Willing to share the country with Wen Qing, Wan ...... Forever!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Wen Nington stood up with a smile, and looked at the stupid puppet emperor in front of him with great satisfaction, which would be an important tool that he would rely on for a long time to come.

"That'...... Then let's ...... now" Once Charles thought about becoming emperor, all the regrets, fears, and fears before were gone.

If you can be an emperor, nothing matters.

O Emperor!

O master of the whole world!

The worship of the world, the inexhaustible wealth, the beauty, the power to kill and take away between the hands of the people.

No one can refuse.

He can't wait to see the world surrender at his feet.

He felt that in the past 20 years, the happiest and most exciting time was nothing more than this.

"Of course, Your Majesty, we are going to prepare for the enthronement right away, it's just ...... There are also some small things that we need to deal with, please wait a while. "Winnington didn't mind the young emperor's impatience, but there were some things that had to be dealt with quickly.

Otherwise, there will be endless troubles.

He glanced at the old butler, who had been silent to the side.

The winter of the year 278 in the New World calendar is destined to be different.

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