Chapter 347: The King's Worries
"It's a miracle that you didn't get killed by the mage. The door to the study opened again, and Atticus looked rather exaggerated in surprise when he saw the Chancellor of the Exchequer still standing intact in the room. And judging from the Iron Knight's rare playful tone, he seems to be very satisfied with Marcus's predicament.
The fat minister saluted the Grand Knight, but because of his bloated body, the elegant etiquette was always a little funny in Marcus's hands. "Thank you for your greetings, Sir Atticus. Your Majesty, my scheduled work here has been completed, and if you have no other instructions, I beg your pardon for retiring. Siggert couldn't wait for the guy to disappear from view, and he nodded his head in agreement with Marcus' departure.
After the Chancellor of the Exchequer left the study, the King of the Blue Lion sat back in his chair once more, and let out a soft breath, "Whew... Sometimes I really feel more tired talking to fat people than when I was out on an adventure. The Iron Knight smiled knowingly when he heard this, and there was no one in the kingdom who was not so tired at the sight of Sir Marcus, and Atticus pulled the chair on which Cheese had sat under him, and leaned his sword against his desk.
"Although I have always thought that Marcus is a rare talent in the kingdom, I have to say that he has gone too far this time. You didn't see how terrible the light was in the mage's eyes when he walked out. I thought he was going to kill someone. The king sneered, looked up at the ceiling and replied, "Yes, if you can make the mage of the Grey Tower like this, I am afraid that he and Andre are the only ones in the entire kingdom who have this ability." β
"Speaking of the Grand Duke of Hammer, I remember when Marcus went to Hammer to do an errand, came back and lay in bed for half a month, right? He kept shouting that Duke AndrΓ© would compensate him for his lost work, but the Grand Duke sent him a knife and told him to cut his leg and pay him a prosthetic leg, and the kid stopped talking. The old knight shrugged his shoulders, remembered the troubles of the Chancellor of the Exchequer when he was just coming to prominence, and laughed with the King. "Haha, I remember that when Andrei returned to the royal capital to do business, the fat man jumped up more than three feet tall when he saw him in the throne hall, and I had never seen him so excited. β
The laughter in the study stopped after a moment. There was a subtle silence between the king and the Grand Knight, as if they were both thinking about something. After a long time, Atticus was the first to speak, "Marcus is a rare talent. "Ah, he is. If that guy had even the slightest bit of Hearn blood, I'd make him the next king, or just give him the throne. His intellect and loyalty were enough to propel the kingdom to unprecedented prosperity in history. β
"But Marcus isn't omnipotent. The Iron Knight continued, looking at his saber, the witch-hunting knife called Iron Rule. "In the sun, our Chancellor of the Exchequer is a treasurer, but he has never seen anything where the sun doesn't shine. β
"Yes, I don't even know what to say about this guy's behavior if he dares to provoke a wizard of the Gray Tower like this, if it weren't for the fact that Cheese's cultivation is the best I've ever seen among spellcasters, I'm afraid that the room that is torn apart now wouldn't be a chair. The king coughed, his voice filled with unconcealable weakness, the physical pain was not enough to make the strong warrior bow his head, but thinking about human relationships, even if Sigget had been king for so many years, was still not used to it.
"If it's normal, the things in the shadows don't go out into the sun on their own. But now," said Atticus stood up and looked out the window at the royal capital, yesterday's heavy rain had not only not made the city look new, but had become a little, dirty, and it felt like the whole city was in the mud and could not get rid of it, "It's not usual, and the inscription of the iron rule has never flickered so often. β
"Who's to say it isn't. Laws, duties, honors, these things can only be talked about in peacetime, and if I run into a guy with a mouth full of such things when I am adventurous, I will definitely pit him to the scum. The king pursed his lips, although the people and courtiers of the grey lion now regarded Siggett as a king with a great sense of honor and responsibility, but only a very few people who had really witnessed his growth knew what this king was like when he was young.
"There's Marcus on the inside, Lothar on the outside, but now it seems that the two young men we are optimistic about are caught in their own limitations. The Iron Knight shook his head with his hands on the window frame. But what can be done about it? The outbreak of the rat-man plague has shattered too much of the normal state of affairs in this kingdom, and it is normal for young people who have grown up in peacetime to be a little caught off guard by such a completely unreasonable state of affairs.
"Yes? I think the plague is so good. I'm sorry for the dead people, but the lion has been at ease for too long. The kingdom hadn't experienced any decent wars since I was a child, and Andrei had kept the nomads of the steppes out after he had covered the Hammer Collar. If this continues like this for a few more years, I am afraid that the whole country will be lazy. Siggert tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the chair and said leisurely.
"But don't forget, the shadow never really fades, and the Greylion is a nation built on danger, and once the will to fight is lost, the country will cease to exist. Proper stimulation, like a non-fatal wound, will only make the warrior stronger after learning his lesson. β
Atticus turned his head to look at the king in his chair, he was the one who had watched Sigget step by step from an innocent child to the present day, if Leon was regarded as his son, then this king was the god of the old knight's life. Although Sieget is not as shrewd as Marcus, he also has a deep wisdom that is far more useful than a pen trick in this troubled world.
"Looks like I'm going to have to hold on for a few more years?" quipped the Iron Knight.
"Hey, of course. Leon and I still need your teachings, and we need to fight for enough room for the kingdom's new blood to grow. The king said with a smile.
"Leon......" Sigget's words made the Grand Knight Chief Yu worried, and the interruption of communication with the Molten Iron City made it impossible for him to know that the Blood Lion had survived.
The king heard Atticus' concerns, and was relieved, "Don't worry, that guy didn't die so easily. He's a ruthless character who can come back from that kind of battlefield, so instead of worrying about him, you should think about how to put the city in order. β
The old knight did not reply, but went to the table, took his sword, and bowed and walked out of the study.