"When did the news come from?"

"One month...... No, I'm afraid it was already two months ago, and it is estimated that it will not be long before it reaches Hantu City, and it is only a matter of time before His Highness Anson gets the news. Inside the empty tent, the silver-haired wizard immediately understood Edward's concerns, and nodded thoughtfully: "This area of Iron Cliff Mountain is too closed - but we have to go back anyway, and even if we want to block the news when the time comes, it will be absolutely impossible." ”

Edward was silent - it was needless to say that there was more important news for a kingdom than the death of a king, if it was the fall of the royal capital, or the fall of the pagans over the cliff of blood, and the whole kingdom was ready to wait for the second "holy war" in three hundred years, to defend the faith and the peace of millions of Turin's people.

And at the moment, although Horace was only critically ill, Edward knew very well, and all the wealthy nobles in the entire city of Turin, that after holding on for such a long time, his body was on the verge of collapse, and this serious illness was absolutely fatal to his already weak body.

It was a miracle for Horace to hold on to the present day, a sickness that had forced his reign to a point that had failed to reach the point of his predecessors—the Radiant Cross had given each generation of Marchelus their innate talent for battle and sense of battle, but at the same time it had left each of them quite short-lived. Among them, Horace seems to have become the only special case of this family, but the long Guozuo can't even hold a sword in his life.

But none of this mattered, what really mattered was the impact of the incident - Edward, who immediately came to his senses with emotion, did not have to think much to understand how terrible the devastation of this incident was. Lost this in the middle of the tune. The factions of the local lords and the wealthy families in the city of Turin are almost incompatible. And what extends is in front of that chair. The question of who exactly is supported.

Anson and Berion, the two descendants of the Marcherus family, will ascend to the throne and will determine which side will have the say and the lead in the future - even for the next thirty years, both sides will gamble everything!

And compared to the local faction led by the Marquis of Minest, those behind Berion are more urgent—for the simple reason that Anson is far younger than Berion!

Berion did have many advantages - he was a former heir, a great commander and knight, and was trusted by the nobles of the Kingdom of Turin. And he has also proven his talent in terms of domination...... But there is only one thing, Anson is far stronger than him, and that is age!

Even according to the usual short life of the Marcherus family, Anson, who is only coming of age this year, can rule the kingdom for at least thirty to forty years, and Berion? It is true that he is several years younger than Horace, but compared to Anson, his time is running out, and even if he becomes king, he cannot compare with Anson.

And even these advantages are being equaled little by little by the little prince who is slowly growing up - if Anson only had the talent to be a knight before, then he is a worthy commander after winning the Hantu War. With tens of thousands of legions willing to swear allegiance to him, for a king. That's enough!

It is often complicated to get the right to rule a kingdom, but for those who really have the power to compete, it is very simple - pure strength is enough, and when tens of thousands of people are willing to die for you, they can put you on the throne of the supreme king!

"Now that His Majesty Horace is critically ill, it is only right...... The power of the kingdom is in the hands of the minister of the seal, and the minister of the seal is Berion, legally speaking, he is already the rightful lord and supreme of the kingdom except that he did not wear the crown and did not sit on the throne. Marco Tasker sighed, "So you can imagine what his attitude will be towards the current war in the Vast Lands." ”

"Even as far as I know, most of the remaining nobles in Turin City, apart from His Highness's supporters, don't care much about the land - there is definitely a Berion factor in this. ”

"But the people of Turine are always passionate about war, and if you want to get their attention away from one war, you can only use another. Edward shook his head, "Where is the kingdom still at war now?"

"Of course there is—the infidels of the bloody cliffs of the East have never stopped their ambitions to invade, and war is indispensable. At this, Marco's face had a strange smile on his face: "The chief knight, Sir Geyor Valens, heard that he won a great battle not long ago. ”

Seeing the appearance of the silver-haired wizard, Edward couldn't help but smile a little - although the Blood Flag Brotherhood has little to do with what it used to be, Marco Tasker still has lingering feelings about Gaio Valens. It's not like anyone standing in front of the chief knight is unlikely to be able to remain calm.

And then ...... Even more strange is that the chief knight of great merit has been invited to triumph, and the city of Turin is already preparing for him. When the silver-haired wizard said this, Edward could almost tell the awkward sourness on his face: "Naturally, he accepted it." ”

"Of course...... I'm the only knight in Turin who will refuse a triumphant victory. Edward smiled bitterly at himself - even his little wife had complained more than once that he had missed such a good opportunity, considering that many knights never had a turn in their lives.

Dear Ellen...... How can I marry you if I don't refuse?

"But do you know who made this request?"

"Grand Master Mercer Kane, or Sir Leonardo...... No, even now Sir Leonardo still does not have this qualification, and only the Grand Master has this status. Edward thought for a moment and said, "After all, Gaio is almost already the next Grand Master of the Interior, and it is not surprising that he is proposed to prepare a triumphal ceremony for him at this time. ”

Compared to Mercer Kane, Gaio had been in the East for so long that he had little prestige in the upper echelons of Turin City, and he certainly had notoriety - even if it was just to get him to take his place.

"Not Mercer Kane. Marco Tasker shook his head slightly, his expression extremely treacherous: "It was proposed by our esteemed Minister of the Seals at the meeting of the Imperial Ministers. ”

Berion?!

"Not only that—now that Horace is critically ill, Lord Mercer Kane is outside almost day and night, never leaving an inch, and leaving all the affairs of the Order to Sir Leonardo. The silver-haired wizard's voice grew colder and colder: "I heard that when Berion said this, everyone in the whole council was looking at the Marquis of Minest. ”

"The result is ......"

"Our Lord Marquis Holard immediately agreed, and he didn't even hesitate!"

Of course, if he had shown it on the spot, he wouldn't have been Horad Minest, but Greene Tern...... Edward couldn't help but think.

Then, the very next day, Lusé Minest was sent back to Seahorse Harbor, supposedly in preparation for the succession to the throne - and Berrion acquiesced. Marco said in a deep voice and spread his hands: "I'm sure even if it's just that, you can see what's going on right now, right?"

"There will be a bloody storm, and we are afraid that we will have to prepare in advance. Edward shook his head—something that wasn't so good, and he didn't want to believe, was starting to slowly creep into his heart: "Hopefully there won't be the most troublesome situation." Wait until the news of the Hantu victory comes back. ”

"That's two months. The silver-haired wizard raised the corners of his mouth: "In two months, the war will begin!" (To be continued.) )