Chapter 368 Changes in the Situation

The ruler of the Ansu Kingdom and the longest reigning king since the establishment of the Second Dynasty, Francis II stood on the high terrace of the Silver Fort, overlooking the ancient city that had been ruled by the Moen royal family for seven hundred years. , the magical brilliance of the giant sun shone on the old king, casting a hazy brilliance on his gorgeous golden-red coat. As one piece, the old king, who is known for his wisdom and forbearance, seems to be integrated with the entire castle, even the entire city, and the entire kingdom.

After standing and staring for a long time, a soft footstep came from behind, the old king's hearing was still keen, he turned and looked at the man who was already standing behind him.

It was a middle-aged man who was wearing a long black coat with gold trimmings, short curly light gold, and an ordinary appearance with no outstanding temperament. He stood in front of Francis II, his eyes were submissive and gentle, and there was a hint of awe in his eyes. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Wales, have you met Aiden?" Francis II looked at the middle-aged man in front of him indifferently. Although he was his eldest son, his tone was indifferent and calm, as if he was talking to the most common man under him. Followers speak.

Welsh Moen, this is the name of the middle-aged man, he is the first son of Francis II, before the appearance of Prince Edmund, he was also the only legitimate heir of the kingdom, but on the top stage of the whole Ansu , the former heir was even more active than Veronica Moen, who had entered the church early and left the Ansu ruling class. This prince with mediocre aptitude and weak character was like a shadow of the Moen royal family. Hidden from everyone's sight.

The "Aiden" mentioned by Francis II was the King's Prime Minister, Aiden Alfred.

"Yes, Father," the middle-aged Prince of Wales lowered his head slightly and said in a calm tone, "The Prime Minister and I have explained some precautions for living in Silver Castle." &1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Very good," Francis II said indifferently, "after Edmund and I left, Silver Castle still needs a descendant of Moen to sit in, and Veronica has converted to the Lord of Light, so this position can only be left. Here. Do you understand?"

Wales was silent for a moment, then whispered, "I understand.

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"Don't worry, you just need to stay in Silver Castle, there's nothing you need to do," Francis II looked at his mediocre son and shook his head indistinctly, "The Duke of the North and West will take care of it. everything."

Wales Moen bowed his head deeply: "...Yes."

The door connecting the terrace and the castle was pushed open, and Edmund Moen, who had changed into his light knight uniform, stepped onto the terrace. The young heir of the kingdom came to Francis II and bent slightly: "Father King , ready." &1t;i>&1t;/i>

The old king took one last look at Wales, then turned his head and walked towards the door of the terrace: "Let's go out."

Francis II and Edmund left the terrace. They descended the stairs and walked through the long corridors of the castle. As they passed the vestibule, two men in fine clothes came forward to meet them.

One is the Duke of the West, Berdwin Franklin, who is wearing a dark blue duke's cloak, with a refined and bookish temperament, and the other is Victoria, the Duchess of the North, who is wearing a long white dress and a silver fox shawl. Wilder.

The two powerful nobles who were nominally second only to the king in the kingdom came to Francis II and bowed slightly, and Baldwin Franklin spoke first: "I wish you a smooth trip."

"I will work hard for peace," Francis II said solemnly, and then his eyes fell on the female archduke, who was as cold and estranged as ice and snow. He looked at the other party quietly for two seconds before continuing to speak meaningfully. , "May Ansu live in peace forever." &1t;i>&1t;/i>

Victoria Wilder nodded slightly: "Ansu will be peaceful for a long time."

Then they passed by.

When the royal motorcade, escorted by a large number of cavalry and battle mages, hung with the royal coat of arms of Moen, left Silver Castle, Wales was still standing on the cold wind-swept terrace, and he looked down silently at the passing of the castle. The gorgeous motorcade passing by on the square had a hint of loneliness on their faces.

A strange cold wind blew from behind, the former heir trembled slightly, then turned around and looked at Duchess Victoria Wilder who was standing in front of him without surprise.

It's so cold, this woman is as cold as the mountains in the north, Wales sucked in the cold breath that suddenly floated in the air, but what came to her mind was the first time she saw the girl twenty years ago, the only heir to the kingdom. The scene of Victoria Wilder in the period, when he was also standing on this high terrace, and Victoria in a white princess dress suddenly ran up, pointed to his nose and said: "You are a prince, right - I The future Duchess Wilder! I'll be watching you!" &1t;i>&1t;/i>

A snowflake condensed with magic power floated on Welsh Moen's face, and the middle-aged prince immediately woke up. He nodded to the Duchess of the North in front of him: "Duke Victoria, I will trouble you during this time."

Victoria nodded expressionlessly: "You don't need to worry about the affairs of the kingdom, Duke Baldwin and I will take care of everything for you, you just need to live in peace in the Silver Castle - don't worry, I will watch you ."

The last sentence and the memory suddenly overlapped, and Wales Moen's face shook slightly, but he lowered his head as usual, and said in a unchanged tone: "Okay."

Victoria Wilder frowned slightly and looked at the prince in front of her, and then said nothing, a sudden snowflake enveloped her figure, and along with the swirling cold wind and snow, her figure had disappeared on the terrace of the castle. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

In the middle of this month of recovery, a piece of news blew across the entire Ansu like a warm wind that suddenly turned in this season - at least, among the well-informed nobles who have their own intelligence channels, this news is like the wind Generally spread quickly.

King Anzu, Francis II and Prince Edmund left the Silver Castle with their envoys.

Of course, "spreading like the wind" is only relative to the spread of general news in this era. Without the use of griffin messengers and magic messengers, the speed of getting news in remote areas still depends on the speed of the messengers. Currently The Cecil Territory obviously does not have the ability to establish an intelligence line with griffin messengers and magic communication towers from the extreme south to San Sunil - this requires crossing countless large and small southern borders to separate nobles, across rock fortresses, and across. The high cost of the Holy Spirit Plain, where the traditional aristocracy has strong power, is only one aspect, and the intricate power structure is even more troublesome - so when Gawain received this news, it was already ten days later. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

This is also the result of the Cecil business group node and the military intelligence agency dispatched along the way, and he has received information faster than most nobles in the southern border - even faster than Viscount Andrew in Tanzania Town.

After getting the information, he immediately summoned Hetty, who was in charge of internal affairs, Amber, who was in charge of intelligence, and Byron, Philip, and Soldrin, who were in charge of military affairs, and called them all to the meeting room of the Lord's Mansion.

"The envoys of the royal family came out in a motorcade. In order to synchronize with Typhon, they will not be too fast. At this time, they should have just left the Holy Spirit Plain and have not entered the Eastern Territory," Gao Wenyang held the secret letter in his hand—— This secret letter was sent by the military intelligence agent in the Holy Spirit Plain, sent all the way through the trade route, and finally handed over to him by Amber, "If all goes well, the official contact and negotiation will be in the month of recovery. At the end of the month, or the beginning of the fire month, according to information, Ansu and Typhon jointly built a 'covenant fort' on the border to carry out this negotiation." &1t;i>&1t;/i>

Byron looked at the intelligence in Gawain's hand, and said something unexpectedly: "Has our intelligence line been spread to Saint Sunil?"

"It didn't last year, but after the spring of this year, our pharmacy merchants entered the Holy Spirit Plain - this should be thanks to Mr. Patrick's efforts and the assistance of Lady Ropeney Glenn," Gawain nodded, and then continued. , "Edmund Moen, who traveled with Francis II, is Welsh Moen who is currently staying in the Silver Castle."

"That prince's eldest son?" Heidi was stunned for a moment, feeling a little strange, "It is said that he has mediocre qualifications, is not good at politics, and has been away from the affairs of the kingdom for many years. At present, he is just a prince with little real power... Why did the king let him Stay in the capital instead of Prince Edmund?"

"I'm afraid Francis II is not at ease to let his overly talented heir out of his sight-especially when he leaves the capital," Gawain shook his head with a smile, "I have seen that Egyptian Prince Dermot, he is a very insightful, but too insightful young man. As for Wales in Silvercastle... It doesn't matter whether he can manage the country well, because Victoria Wilder, Duke of the North and Duke of the West Baldwin Franklin has arrived at Silver Castle ahead of schedule, and with King Aiden serving as the pillar of the royal faction, Silver Castle is still stable." &1t;i>&1t;/i>

"...Then Wales is really a poor prince," Soldrin shrugged. The high-level ranger who witnessed Ansu's 700-year history with his own eyes didn't seem to be very interested in the current "illegitimate royal family", let alone How much respect can be said, "He is only a symbol in the castle."

"It doesn't matter to Francis II. The entire Second Dynasty was established with the support of the Duke of the North. Whether the Wilder family is in Silver Castle or not, the surname Moen is just a symbol— In this case, Wales, which is easier to control, can save him a lot of trouble," Gawain waved his hand indifferently, "It has little to do with us."

Amber is a little strange: "Then why did you call us here?"

Gawain ignored the half-elf lady beside him, but looked at Byron: "How is the progress of the Combat Corps' spring expansion and new weapons deployment?"

As soon as this question was raised, everyone at the scene was stunned.

They smelled a disturbing message from Gawain's attitude.

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