"Your Royal Highness, His Majesty the King is inside." An old attendant stood in front of the palace and said respectfully to the man in front of him.

Prince Harry nodded, but his face was not very good, in fact, his face was not good all this time.

The purple-gold crown set off him with great majesty, and the bronzing girdle also filled him with a noble atmosphere, but those who observe carefully will find that his whole person at this moment is entangled with an uneasy aura.

Prince Harry was angry, and slowly pushed open the door of the palace in one breath, the old man inside was wearing a crown, and the whole person was sitting on the throne half-lying, squinting, as if he was napping, with a slightly white beard, slightly drooping, and the wrinkles on his face and the crow's feet next to his eyes were five, telling the vicissitudes of the old man.

He was very old, he was really old as a king of a kingdom, and he had been in this position for almost twenty years.

"Father." Prince Harry walked a few quick steps to the King's side.

The old king did not seem to hear, and still closed his eyes.

"Father?" Prince Harry tried to call again.

The old king slowly opened his eyes, glanced at his son, and then squinted back again, only stretching comfortably.

"My son, it seems that you have nothing to gain from those dukes." The old king's voice was very thick, giving people a very calm feeling, but his voice was inevitably a little old.

"Those dukes, they have forgotten the favor that the royal family has given them, they only think about themselves!" At the mention of the dukes, Prince Harry's voice took on a hint of anger as he clasped his hands.

"A royal favor? With all due respect, my children have not been brought any favor by our royal family. The old king chuckled, groped with his wrinkled hands, and sighed in his heart that he was really old, and that his skin had sagged like this, and that he had been holding long swords in his hands, and had galloped across the battlefield with the infidels.

"How could it be ......," Prince Harry exclaimed in surprise when he heard the old king say this.

"Don't scream, my son, your old father can't stand the toss now." The old king interrupted him.

"My son, don't you really think we have any friendship with those dukes? When they put the crown on my head, I knew that sooner or later I would face such a day. At this, the old king gently touched the crown on his head, and the crown was still the same, but he was no longer the same person he used to be.

This crown fell on his head, in fact, it was also full of coincidences, at that time, the various dukes did not obey anyone, the whole kingdom was in chaos, there was no leader, and later these dukes compromised, and he was the product of these dukes' compromises, a puppet king.

And when those dukes found him and conferred him the crown, he was praying to God, hence his nickname, Char the Pious.

For so many years, he can be said to have no authority over those dukes, and he called on those dukes to join him in waging war against the Righteous Cultists, but no one would pay attention to him, and they were willing to give him a reply, which was already considered to be a face.

Of course, you can't expect a puppet to have much influence, in fact, it is not easy for the old king to be able to do this.

None of the nobles expected that this one would have spent his life as a puppet, but in the end, the Lone King made up his mind to change the system of electing kings, and he wanted the crown to be passed on to his son after he left his head.

"This kind of system makes our kingdom waste its national strength in meaningless internal friction, which will only make our kingdom weaker and weaker, we must have a stable leader, we must have a stable family to lead this kingdom, so that the kingdom will become more prosperous!"

His words made all the nobles scoff, the tradition of the elector has been passed down in this kingdom for hundreds of years, how can it be casually allowed to change it by one person, even if it is really to be changed, it is not done by a puppet king like him.

And some nobles are also a little unclear, so they don't know why this usually honest king is willing to work against all the nobles and implement this matter.

"Harry, my son, for you I have fought all I have, and even I am ready for war with them, all for you." The old king sighed.

It wasn't a calf licking, it wasn't because he loved his son so much, he did it for his own selfish desires, he saw that his son had far more than ordinary people, he could lead the country well, he could bring the kingdom to another peak, as long as he could become the king of the country, the old king firmly believed in this.

Prince Harry's eyes flickered, he could see clearly how much his old father had done for him, but the more he did this, the more angry and angry he became, the dukes who had come from his source to make him stumble, those high-ranking people in this kingdom!

"If I'm not mistaken, you only have the support of the Duke of Bavaria this time, right?" The old king said casually.

"That's true, and only Duke Bavaria and my uncle are willing to support us." Prince Harry sighed.

After so many years, the old king is not without a little preparation, he has successfully let his son obtain the inheritance of the Duchy of Bavaria through many years of marriage and a series of means, and the Duke of Bavaria, as a relative of Prince Harry, has always stood firmly on the side of the royal family and supported Prince Harry.

The Duchy of Bavaria is a powerful principality, and it is precisely because of this that the royal family has a slight foothold in the kingdom, and other dukes are afraid of some royal power.

"The Duke of Bavaria is a trustworthy person, no matter how bad it is to have him in your end, at least you can still have the title of Duke of Bavaria." The old king Charles said that Prince Harry's conditions were very good for him in the beginning, and if he could have had the full support of a duke in the past, it might not be such an outcome now.

"No, although I didn't have the support of the other dukes this time, there is one duke who seems to be a little biased towards us." Prince Harry hesitated.

"Oh? Who is it? The old king's eyes snapped open, and this was a very important message.

"Duke Rizland!"

"Duke Rizland? The duke who guarded the Magyars? "The old king was a little surprised, it was a name he had not envisioned.

"It would be a good thing to have his support, as a duke, the Duke of Rizlan has great power." The old king's fingers tapped lightly on his armrest.

"Are you sure he's biased towards us?"

"He should have such a meaning, but the current situation is still unclear, and he is not willing to openly express his support for us." Prince Harry briefly said that he could be so valued by the old king, Prince Harry was not a simple person, his ability to observe words and colors was very strong, so he could detect the hidden meaning of the other party in the conversation with the Duke of Rizland.

"If that's the case, then there's hope, maybe we can try to win him over." The old king pondered the possibility of things.

"Father, maybe we can change our gaze." At this moment, Prince Harry suddenly said.

The old king cast his gaze and asked him to continue.

"Most of the dukes of the kingdom are reluctant to support us, perhaps we shouldn't be bothered by them, we can try to get the help of those counts."

"The counts?" The old king raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, those counts, father, you know, there are many counts in the kingdom, under the suppression of those dukes, they can't get promotion at all, in contrast, as long as we are willing to give a little benefit, they will not mind supporting us." Prince Harry explained.

"And the power of those counts should not be underestimated, such as the recently famous Count Dortmund in our kingdom, that is a brilliant young man, he has taken land from the infidels, and has repelled the counterattacks of those infidels more than once, and his power is incomparably strong." Prince Harry continued.

"Count Dortmund? Not...... I've heard his name," said the old king in a deep voice.

Carl would probably be proud if he knew, his name had even been heard of by the king in the palace, which was a very strange thing for a small nobleman who had been an ordinary squire not long ago.

"And I have helped him in his war with the infidels, and I have personally supported him with a group of knights, and perhaps we may be able to gain his loyalty." Prince Harry always had a different kind of affection for these young and promising people, and he thought that these were the real heroic nobles, and the others were just because they were born into a good family.

"Hmm...... This is indeed a good choice, but the benefits of winning the loyalty of the counts are too low after all, and it is easy to get into trouble. The old king hesitated.

"Well, maybe you're right." After thinking for a moment, the old king sighed and lay back in his chair.

"Regardless of this, this holy war, you must be prepared, as the future master of this country, as the prince of the royal family, you must behave bravely!" Suddenly, the old king's expression became serious.

"I know, father." Prince Harry nodded, this holy war was a good time for him to gain prestige, if he could perform well in this war, he might be able to get more people's support.

"Go ahead, let your old father have a good rest." After the explanation was over, the old king waved his hand, and did not wait for Prince Harry to leave, and took a nap with his eyes closed.

Prince Harry bowed respectfully and withdrew from the palace, he had to make some preparations for the holy war that followed.