Chapter Ninety-Three: Reversal (One Shift, One More Later)

Arthur controlled his body as little as he could, but felt as if a sharp knife had stabbed him in the heart. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info all he saw was Turing-Stanley lying in a coffin. The corpse's face was powdered, half of its head was sunk in, and a wig was worn to cover it, and its eyes were like a ditch water.

He questioned the dignitaries present, only to see Mark Duna's face angry, Nikolai clenched his fists, the former Prime Minister ready to draw his sword, and the Queen Mother was pale, almost collapsed in her chair, and only screamed and ordered the guards to rush into the fire.

Poison the king, these people took control of state power. Now they are in a panic and full of ugliness when they face the truth.

It was as if he saw these men tear open Turing's muscles, slit his throat, suck his blood, and smile at the world with their hands, teeth, and daggers. He saw these men, and drove nails into the wrists, ankles, elbows, thighs, heart, and abdomen of Haisa Larsen, and tied him up with thick hemp rope, and dried them on the road.

The prince felt like a knife in his heart, and like a fire, and then he uttered a few sarcastic words to himselfโ€”as if these voices were coming not from his body, but from the mouth of a devil in the underworld.

Then he felt heat flow from the right end of his arm, and he turned his head slowly, and saw Bailan-Esther standing beside her, like a lily, growing out of the black soil full of corpses, holy and beautiful. She stood silently beside herself, as if to give herself strength.

Arthur Stanley smiled and said to Mark Duna, "Of course you didn't know that the twenty-second king of the Iris dynasty would die the next day. โ€

"You are loyal ministers, lions who fight bravely. โ€

He saw the stunned expressions of everyone present, even Evan Hall, who was not involved in the conspiracy - rats could get through their mouths!

The prince took a breath and continued: "Damn it, it's Haysa Larsen, my good friend, who cheated on me. He was a liar, a murderer, a traitor, a shameless man, who killed my brother, tore down the icon, and instructed his son to rebel. โ€

After saying that, he even bowed to the little king and the regent queen mother. Then he smiled at the group of enemies standing not far from him.

"By the way, they think I'm hypocritical, flattering, and wise, and they think I'm laughing and ironic. I stepped into the palace to fight and they were furious, they had always thought I was a sheep, but they didn't think that sheep also had horns. โ€

"The Prime Minister wanted to kill me, he killed one Stanley and didn't care about killing another one, but Nikola Gluck wouldn't support it, Evan Hall wanted to keep me, Nikolai Gluck, Mark Duna was wavering. They're good at exposing their ambitions here - I'd like to dig out their hearts and see if there's black water flowing after all. โ€

Arthur Stanley gasped and pondered, his gaze turned to the raging fire, and he saw that the charred-faced man playing Hesar Larson had been crossed, and his face looked like a molten pulp in the firelight. I heard that this is also an imperial knight who once defended the royal family. Now he is dying, and he is still shouting slogans in his mouth.

He looked at the spy who played the role of the Minister of the Interior, the shaman who played the role of the Chancellor, and the scimitar killer who played the role of the Prime Minister and the Military Staff, who were grinning and laughing happily, and walked crookedly, examining the corpses strewn across the ground, not at all afraid of those who stood not far away and held the supreme power of the Empire, nor of the palace guards who wanted to stab them.

The murderers still had chains on their feet, and Lelia arrogantly believed that a single iron rope could trap a criminal, just as she thought an iron cage could trap a lion. And these criminals are squinting their eyes and looking at the people who are fighting for power, and they must feel that this country is sad and ridiculous, and its demise is imminent!

And the gray-robed warlock looked at him with a smile in his eyes, as if he could see through all the details of his heart. It was as if Odin Diggs, standing on the side of the wall of fire, was not an actor, but a theater watcher, watching everything in the council chamber with interest!

The warlock raised his robe and faced the tip of his sword outside the tongue of fire, and sang: "The king's head melts, loyalty is a piece of dried meat, the good men are dead, and the murderers are still alive!"

This sentence made the prince's whole body tremble, and he seemed to see the entire golden palace turned into a raging sea of fire!

Mark Duna's questioning voice interrupted Arthur's thoughts, bringing him back to reality.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" the Minister of the Interior proved the legitimacy of the King's accession to the throne and the Queen Mother's regent. He was clearly surprised by Arthur Stanley's reversal.

"No, no, Lord Duna, you have misunderstood, I am the king's own uncle, a nephew who loves me faithfully, and I have great respect for his mother and all the lords who assist in the administration of the state. I mean......"

Arthur shook his head and quickly squeezed out a smile, in the other party's opinion, he looked like a neurotic madman.

"I mean, these people on stage are too dangerous, you see, that poisoned shaman, I heard it can make you crazy. A murderer with a scimitar may not be able to cut the chains on his feet with a single sword. Warlock who set the fire, can you guarantee that he won't burn us?"

Mark Duna stepped forward and stared at Arthur Stanley, the emaciated prince like a skinny monkey in front of him. After a long moment, he smiled as suave as before.

"But Your Royal Highness, you have just praised the Queen Mother for her wonderful arrangement. โ€

"It's really applauded. Arthur coughed so violently that he almost coughed out his lungs: "But, you see, I'm not in good health, and I can't afford to be frightened. These criminals scare me so much. โ€

"But it doesn't seem to be the Queen Mother's arrangement, because the Queen Mother is clamoring to kill them. "Mark Duna is pressing.

"I am fully in favor of killing these criminals - they should have been sent to the gallows according to the Imperial Code, but the King was lenient enough to make them courtiers. Now they are -- according to your words, insulting the government and satirizing state affairs. I don't think it's worth mentioning, but you know, it's not very lucky, and these prisoners - it's more beneficial to die than to live. โ€

Arthur Stanley was no longer trembling at all, his expression was as usual, and his voice was gentle, as if he were not in front of him a sea of fire, corpses, and enemies with evil intentions, but standing in a theater covered with velvet carpets, saying inconsequential polite words.

At this time, the former prime minister took a few steps forward, only a fist away from the prince, and his green eyes were round, like a goldfish: "You said you killed them?"

"Yes, Prime Minister. Arthur coughed lightly and replied politely.

"How?" said Elio's sword in his hand.

"Let the shieldmen block the flames, let the crossbowmen shoot into the walls of fire, and finally let the guards climb the beams and jump down to catch the criminals who are not dead. Arthur could barely stand coughing, and finally his face regained a little blood, and he hoarsely said the plan.