284. Dark clouds cover the sun 7
"Caroline, Your Majesty has only been assassinated, and it is not yet known whether he will live or die, all you have to do now is to calm down and rush to the palace immediately. Philip exclaimed, grasping Caroline's other hand with his own, as if trying to pass on his strength to her.
Perhaps Philip's loud shouting made Caroline sober up a little, although the princess of the empire was pale, her eyes were no longer blood-red, and she turned to Philip and said, "You immediately take me into the palace." β
"No, Your Highness, Master Robert has decreed that no magician should come near the palace, and that he will shoot down any flying creatures in the sky. You can only be under the protection of the Guards now, trust our absolute loyalty. β
Pierce got down on one knee and looked down at the underside of the car, revealing his unprotected neck, and if Caroline were to stab him, he would be absolutely dead.
Fortunately, the princess's carriage was big enough for him to make such a surrender move.
Philip looked at Pierce, then at Caroline, and persuaded: "Caroline, Pierce is right to do this, the Guards are the absolute loyalty of your Hoddle family, and now there are Abton and Robert in charge, only the palace is the safest place for you." β
"Alright, let's head to the palace at once. Caroline glanced at Philip and said to Pierce, "He's going with me too." β
"Your Highness, this ......"
"Needless to say, he is my future husband, and I hope he can face any difficulties with me. Caroline's voice was very firm, and her eyes were on Philip. The man could see the infinite panic behind the hardness.
Without too many words, Philip squeezed Caroline's hand.
Any difficulty, there is me, we face it together.
Because, we are husband and wife!
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The brightly clad cavalry opened the way in front, and no one dared to stop them on the road with a murderous and painful appearance, and the emergency situation made them dare not delay at all.
The carriage stopped before the steps into the palace, and as soon as Philip opened the door and stepped out, he saw a large number of soldiers in sturdy iron armor, holding unsheathed swords guarding the vital places. The archers are full of bows. The arrows were already mounted, and he stood on a high place and watched vigilantly at Philip, the group of people who had just returned from outside.
It wasn't until Caroline got out of the carriage that the men gathered their weapons and headed an officer. stroked his chest and gave a military salute: "Your Highness." Your Excellency the Governor-General. General Abton, Master Robert, and other ministers are already waiting in His Majesty's bedchamber, so please come with me. β
"Thank you, Uncle Gregor. And everyone, everyone has worked hard, the empire is now facing difficulties, and I hope that you will stick to the palace for the happiness of your family and the safety of the royal family, and Carolyn Hoddle's life will be entrusted to you!"
With that, Caroline pulled up the hem of her skirt and gave a salute.
"Loyal to Your Majesty, loyal to the Princess!"
Greg roared, and the chest-stroking salute immediately turned into a one-knee salute, showing his submission to the future ruler of the empire.
Philip looked at all this, and couldn't help but feel that his fiancΓ©e was really a good player in politics, the Guard, which was originally a descendant army controlled by the emperor, if there was a problem with the royal family, these Guards soldiers would be suppressed and excluded by the new rulers, Caroline once again merged the relationship between the royal family and them here, and at the same time saluted these soldiers with the dignity of a princess, so that they felt great dignity, so that these soldiers were willing to be loyal to the royal family.
What's even more rare is that Caroline can still calm down and do these things in the case of her father's assassination, and in Philip's opinion, Caroline is a natural empress.
Walk through room after room, through several long corridors.
Heavily armed Guards soldiers could be seen patrolling the road, and even when they saw Caroline and Philip, they only gave a simple military salute and hurried to the next patrol point, everyone's faces solemn.
The smell of blood filled Philip's nostrils, and even faint traces of blood could be seen on the ground, and it was clear that there was a terrible battle in the palace.
"How many?"
Philip asked suddenly, as he followed Gregor.
"One hundred!"
"So many?" said Philip in surprise, and then, as if thinking of something, "Is there an inner ghost?"
"Deputy Chief Chamberlain, Stanny, an old man in the palace, who would have thought that it would be him!"
Greg gritted his teeth, both eyes looking like they were about to burst into flames.
"What about the others? Have you found out who is behind him?"
"Dead! He is the bastard who injured His Majesty, today he is on duty, and when he was delivering water to His Majesty, he actually took out a dagger and stabbed His Majesty, if it weren't for His Majesty's early years of practicing some swordsmanship, I'm afraid, he would have succeeded. Even so, when our guards rescued His Majesty, His Majesty was already seriously injured, perhaps because Stanny was afraid of our revenge afterwards, so he ate poison and killed himself before we could catch him, but unfortunately, we can't find out who is behind him. β
Gregor's voice was angry and remorseful, and he considered himself derelict as an officer besieging the palace and Wellington for failing to protect the most important people here.
Philip was distracted from his words.
There are more than a hundred killers lurking in the dark, this is definitely not something that can be done in a day or two, these people must have been lurking in the palace for a long time, they may be old servants who have been here for more than ten years, or soldiers who have just been transferred to the Guard, but no matter what, it must take a lot of energy to disguise so many killers as people related to the palace.
Moreover, among these killers, there is also a person who has become the deputy chief of the palace, these people have been lurking for so long, they have not been discovered, and they can still climb up, which proves that these killers are extremely good, and it takes a lot of money to train them.
Etiquette training, professional education, assassination ability training, the human cost spent on this is far from being measurable by money.
Such a large cost, even a super chamber of commerce like the Cooper Chamber of Commerce may not be able to afford it.
Could it be the Mandal Republic, Bugas's nemesis?
A large dark cloud drifted in the sky, obscuring the otherwise blazing sunlight, and a darkness spread along the horizon to the entire palace, making people feel that it was dark in front of them.
Philip looked up at the dark clouds in the sky that twisted and darkened.
"This day, it's going to change!"
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The sleeping palace of Emperor Lawrence of the Burgas was large, and in addition to the sleeping quarters, there was a reception room, a study, and even a kitchenette.
Except for Lawrence, who was lying in a hospital bed, the most important group of people in the Burgas Empire were now sitting in the reception room of the dormitory, collectively silent.
In the room, the sound of needles falling on the floor could be heard quietly, and even the air seemed to condense.
Nicholas sat in his chair with his eyes closed, like a majestic mountain, as if giving people a sense of oppression.
Anthony's cold eyes flashed with an unknown light, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
A middle-aged man with two sharp sword eyebrows was holding a sword, guarding the door from the living room to the bedroom, the whole person was like a sword in his hand, sharp enough to cut everything.
There was also a man, skinny, with deeply sunken eyes and a sickly pale cheek. He stood, seemingly there, but not there, making it feel like he was part of the room, and if you didn't look closely, you wouldn't have noticed that there was a fourth person here.
This strange, tense, and oppressive atmosphere is not at all tolerable for ordinary people, and they dare not approach the servants at all, and at most they can only stay far away at the door of another room, waiting for orders.
"Your Highness, Your Excellency the Governor!"
The sharp-eyed man saw Caroline and Philip coming, and hurriedly said loudly.
As soon as he walked into the room, Philip felt a huge mental shock hit him.
Cold, fear, and death.
Philip felt as if he had arrived at a cemetery on the ice field, full of crooked tombstones, and under his feet, the wails of ghosts were constantly heard, and countless human bones and arms in the ice and snow were desperately facing the sky, as if they were about to crawl out at any moment.
Dreamland!
Someone has dragged himself into a fantasy with his life.
Fortunately, Philip hadn't turned off the frequency conversion magic system on his body since he got into the carriage, and immediately activated the distraction.
The illusion in front of me shook for a moment, like a flicker of the TV set that had been disturbed, but it quickly recovered, it was still cold, still a graveyard on the ice field.
It didn't work!
Philip was unwilling to increase the output of magical energy, but the illusion seemed to be increasing, and the feeling of cold and death seemed to be attached to Philip, which could never be eliminated.
"Robert! Enough! He's my son!"
"Teacher, he's my fiancΓ©!"
The sound of Nicholas and Caroline screaming in unison reached Philip's ears, and the illusion was abruptly interrupted, and Philip found himself back in the reception room of the Emperor's bedchamber, where Caroline and Nicholas were shouting something to a thin old man.
"Lord Marshal, Your Royal Highness the Princess, I'm really sorry, but in an emergency, a great magician I didn't know suddenly appeared, and I had to try the depths. β
Try the shade?
Philip smiled bitterly, is it just a trick to send me into the illusion? This is really arrogant and domineering!
However, thinking about the strength of this thin old man when he is stronger, Philip has to sigh that people have domineering capital.
Being able to forcibly suppress himself with the peak strength of a great magician, this old man is afraid that he has the strength of a magister, right?
The oppressive atmosphere in the room finally eased a little, and as soon as Philip and Caroline walked in, they first greeted Nicholas and then nodded to Anthony.
Caroline turned to the remaining two people in the room again, her face a little anxious, "Uncle Abton, Teacher Robert, how is my father doing? Can I go in and see him......?"