Chapter 15 King

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They entered the gate. According to Evela, this gate is called the gate of victory. But now the gathering next to this gate is full of ragged beggars and refugees. Leo found it difficult to connect the current situation with the word "victory". It is shabby, like a refugee den, with a suffocating stench everywhere. But when he looked up at the sky and saw the spire as densely pierced into the sky like a spear array, he finally realized that this was the capital of a kingdom.

Although there are still many pedestrians along the way, the vendors on both sides of the street look sad, and the goods on the stalls are boring and few. Several teams of patrol soldiers lined up to pass by them, holding long halberd and wearing hanging armor. A high platform was built in a small square, and the pastor of Andal Church spoke loudly on the high platform, preaching war and encouraging the hearts of the people.

There is no spell.

But these beggars and refugees - people with yellow faces and thin faces, trembling in the cold wind, as if they would fall at any time - but they waved their fists, shouting the slogans of "winning" and "kill them", showing a sick red tide on their faces. Even the solidified air seems to boil because of their madness.

Fortunately, it has nothing to do with us, the alchemist thought fortunately.

"Miss Bachelor, please come with us." The captain hesitated and said, "I think His Majesty will summon you."

"No problem." Yvela took a look at Leo and then answered. I'd love to."

King Linton received them.

The fire is burning, and the room

The king sat by the fire with his legs on the low stool. A lot of white hair was stubbornly drilled out of the neatly groomed black hair. But he looks energetic and not tired. A fierce wolf dog lay at his feet and stared at them. Next to him sat two others, one of whom was a thin old man, a purple robe and a long jewelry-inlaid cane, who was a mage; the other looked ordinary, with a pair of gold-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Mitchell Bachelor." Evela first expressed her respect.

The other party saluted, but kept silent and looked at the king.

"Ainblo's guest?" After listening to the captain's introduction, King Linton was silent for a long time before he spoke. Why did you come here? Without waiting for an answer, the king waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'm not a judge. I'm not interested in your past. I just want to confirm that... Is he real?"

"There is no doubt about it, Your Majesty." Leo lowered his head. We saw it with our own eyes.

"Are you an alchemist?" The king raised his eyes and looked at him. "There are few of you in Salas. But Bachelor Mitchell told me that you are experts in monsters, because many monsters are made by your hands. Is that so?"

He wants to say that they made horror knights? Are you kidding me?" Now these are explicitly prohibited.

"A clear order?" The king suddenly smiled, "You and I both know what it means, don't you?"

"I don't understand."

"Don't pretend to be stupid." Linton said, "This is not Ainblo."

Of course he knows, and he knows it clearly. But he still shook his head. I don't understand what you mean." He said.

"Oh, you will understand." The king sighed and took a sip of wine to moisten his throat. Since my chief bachelor told me that you are first-class monster experts. I don't think that's groundless. Alchemist, can you tell me why he appeared? And there is no warning, which no one expects.

Li Ou thought about how to answer, whether to tell the truth or conceal it?

"He is an undead, a ghost." Yvela relieved his embarrassment. She took over the words and said, "This matter can only be solved by the Andal Church. On us alone, I'm afraid we have the strength to spare.

"They will do it." The king stressed, "What I want to know is why he appeared on my territory and mutilated my people?"

"The dead hate the living and don't need any other reason." Leo used these words to prevaricate. There is no denying that this is a perfect excuse enough to deceive... some people. Unfortunately, however, he found that King Linton was not among them.

He has sharp eyes. Do you have anything to do with him?"

"No, we don't know him." Leo felt uncomfortable all over. The other party's eyes were like a sharp sword, which was about to penetrate him. He glanced at the burning fire, hoping that the hot temperature could dispel the coldness and stiffness of his hands and feet. But he sat too far away from the fireplace, and there stood a steel guard in the middle.

"What makes you stammer and dare not say anything?" The prince stared at him.

Because of the alarmist truth. Li Ou looked at the prince in silence. Very...unbelievable..." He finally said, "Maybe he will be regarded as a psychopath, treated as a heresy, put on a noose, or tied to a stake."

"Can the king really cut off the alchemist's head inexplicably?" Linton said.

Leo didn't look at each other politely, trying to find a joke from his serious expression. But politicians are the best actors. This is much more difficult than finding traces of chili water on the tragic actor's face. He had no choice but to give up and sighed degrily. We came from the other side of the narrow sea, Your Majesty. He said, "There, not only the king, but also the pedestrians on the street are always thinking about how to throw us into the fire. Will you do this, Your Majesty?"

"The king doesn't know." Lynton thought for a moment and replied, "But you should remember this possibility."

Alchemists have seen many superiors. The one in front of us is undoubtedly the wisest one. His threat comes from his temperament, not all his rights and high positions. His demeanor - at least not even as good as Prince O'Oberon.

Liou was silent for a while. You don't want to hear the truth."

"You don't want to know the consequences of concealing from a king. Especially when you told him clearly and refused his request. The king's self-esteem is more fragile than you think, and you should understand this. Of course, Leo knows that he has no qualifications or courage to try to challenge a king. I don't want to hear another 'no'.

"I don't know how to speak."

The truth is shocking. If it were the "crazy king" of Sirius County, he would rather refuse to say nothing. But the man in front of him... He clearly knew that they could not compete with each other - a haunted dark lord. They can only hope for this king and the Andal Church. Otherwise, they will live in fear all day long, waiting for the other party to come in the dark. I don't know when he will be fed up with their baits and turn them into his trophies.

"Don't know how to speak?" The king tilted his head and looked at him, "Then I'll start it for you. Listen, alchemist, we all understand that the solar eclipse is caused by the movement of heaven and earth. But not this time. So the answer is particularly important, just tell me the answer.

This is really a simple question. One link after another, interlocking. Once he opens his mouth, he is bound to explain his judgment in more words. Then everything will be poured out. He knew that he had no choice. So Li Ou sighed and slowly opened his mouth. I want to promise Your Majesty. A guarantee. I know how terrible this is. The idea that is so terrible that people will put out this dangerous idea as soon as possible will make people stop the rumors until only a few people know the secret..."

"...You have succeeded in arousing our curiosity, alchemist." The king thought for a long time and then made a decision. There is a noble bachelor in your companion, and even if I kill people, I am powerless. Mr. Captain, the bodyguard, and everyone else, all retreat first, the alchemist, and your unwitting partners.

Everyone retreated one by one.

Soon there were only Leo and his girls left in the room - he even drove out the killer and the holy warrior. In his opinion, only the former was competent to take care of the latter - and the king's chief magist and palace bachelor.

"Now, you can say it, alchemist."

"I want your personal commitment." Li Ou still insisted, "A promise that is hard to catch up."

"Although the smart king will still regret his decision, he will never easily change his course and deny his orders. That will only make the king's order untrusted and defeat his authority. The king said hardly, "Alchemist, do you think I'm a smart lord or a stupid and brutal kind?"

"The former." He replied dryly.

Even the heartfelt compliment can't make King Linton look better. Even if it is the latter, you should regard him as the former. Not all those in power will tolerate your aggression. Their hearts are like a thin layer of ice, which will rot into pieces with a slight touch. Alchemist, you should learn to trust others.

Li Ou was silent and didn't know what to say.

"Since you have to promise to have a sense of security, I will naturally not be stingy. Everyone present can testify for you." The king said, "I hereby promise that no matter what the alchemist says, I will not hold him accountable and hold him accountable."

"Now you can say it, alchemist." Mitchell said.

Li Ou took a deep breath. Your Majesty, the terrible knight who brought death is the white knight of the Andal Church. And he chased us because of the holy warrior... he was the knight's... bait." So are we.

"I believe you." The king stared at him with a solemn expression, "But you'd better pray that you're telling the truth."

He stood up directly. Master, please ask my attendant to arrange a room for our guests. I don't want to see these guys with swords go door to door to door to find accommodation. The city is already overcrowded. Then, Bachelor Mitchell, treat your colleagues well. I'm going to meet our archbishop. Alchemist," he turned to look at him, "be ready, you will probably be very busy these days." The king seems to have something else, but it doesn't matter now. He only felt that he had thrown away a big burden and could take a good breath.