Chapter 643 The King's Price

While the armoured griffins of the Cecilians swept across the sky, Earl Uriel had some leisure to admire the views of Raven's Mesa - the high place that once housed several sentry towers and a small fortress and was the garrison of Saint-Sunil One of them, but it has been destroyed by the war at this moment. Among the scattered ruins, only the flag equipment left by the defenders after their hasty retreat and the torn corpses of the crystal cluster giants can be seen. The brand-new flag is now flying among these broken ruins. , with a wonderful contrasting beauty.

The cool wind blew over, and there was some strange smell on the battlefield, Earl Uriel took a deep breath and said with a smile: "The first few days were really difficult - but fortunately those difficult days are finally over. ."

"We didn't encounter any resistance. There are only a few seriously injured and dying monsters in this place," a Viscount said beside him. "I'm afraid these achievements are not enough?"

"It doesn't matter, we can gather up these ready-made wrecks," Earl Uriel said casually, "Our king should be very busy next, and he probably won't have time to distinguish these little things."

"Our new king..." The Viscount next to him said with a chuckle, then looked up at the sky curiously, "Strange, why are those griffins lingering around here all the time?"

"That should be the Griffin of the Cecilians," Earl Uriel looked up at the sky. "Are they here to greet us?"

The armored griffin hovered over the Raven Terrace for a while, then suddenly fluttered its wings and flew obliquely into the distance.

Earl Uriel narrowed his eyes, and after a while, a sense of unease finally emerged from his heart.

He thought of Count Lucre, who was executed by the king.

"It's a trap—"

Earl Uriel roared in shock, but a sharp whistling sound had come from afar...

The Raven Mesa was shrouded in a sky-shattering explosion, with flashes of light and clouds rising into the sky.

Wales stood on the city wall of Saint Sunil, watching all this calmly, before saying softly for a long time: "He is really decisive."

And the people other than him, those who stood on the city wall and knew what was on the Raven Terrace, those noble children who supported the king, the soldiers who defended the city, and others who were left by Wales for various reasons, all of them were Staring at the terrifying scene in the distance with shock and fear.

The crowd exclaimed, and the city walls were in chaos. Some people rushed to the king's direction, wanting to ask for further orders, but Wales raised the long sword in his hand, and the voice of magic resounded through the city wall: "Quiet - the nobles of the inner court,

Stay with the guards and follow me out of town to meet Duke Cecil. "

"Your Majesty!" an inner court noble exclaimed, "Absolutely not! They just bombarded Crow Terrace, they just killed..."

"Do they know that there are noble knights on Raven's Terrace?" Wales asked calmly. "Do they know the orders I gave in Silver Castle?"

"Your Majesty, this..."

"This may be a terrible misunderstanding, so it needs to be clarified face-to-face," Wales said in an unquestionable tone. "In any case, the Cecilians saved the capital and cleared away the monsters on the plains. Their legions are here Outside the city, we must meet."

The king's last sentence awakened everyone present. Those inner court nobles who were stunned and terrified realized who had the real initiative - and those who were smarter suddenly fainted from Welsh's abnormal attitude. Sensing a little truth, smelling a terrible, bloody truth that happened in the sun, after a brief daze, they found they had no more options.

Regardless of the truth behind the shelling that took place on Raven's Terrace, they must now go out of town to meet Cecil's Legion as ordered by the king.

...

"The meeting place is in Mill Town, which is already in ruins," Victoria ended the magical communication with Duke Baldwin, turned to look at Gawain and said, "Welsh and the nobles of the inner court have already set off."

Gawain nodded: "Let's go too."

His calm attitude even made Victoria feel an unspeakable horror, who couldn't help but say, "Aren't you worried that it's a trap?"

"Worried, so I'll take a tank battalion - but I don't think it's going to be useful. Wales is a smart guy, and so is Baldwin Franklin."

Victoria was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the dark crow standing not far away.

This terrifying incident in the sun was accomplished by relying on a letter from the Royal Shadow Guard. At first, Victoria thought about why Baldwin didn't contact her directly through magical communication. After all, she had already arrived in Saint Sou. In the Neal region, it was within the reach of the magical communication, but she soon realized that the guardian of the West knew her very well, and Baldwin knew that she would definitely not agree to this bold and extreme "conspiracy". Contact only allows her to take action to stop this from happening.

The Duke of Baldwin, who is in charge of Ansu's business, may act like a businessman... He has calculated exactly what is in the best interests of the country, and then does everything he can to achieve it... This point is always trapped in Ansu. Victoria in Su's stale aristocratic fence will probably never be imitated.

Gawain had already stepped out of the command post, and Victoria quickly regained her spirits and followed, but before getting into the car, the Duchess of the North suddenly found that there was no one at the scene: "Where is that Miss Amber going? already?"

Gawain walked towards the magic car parked in the camp and said casually, "She's going to investigate something."

Deep in the camp, in a barracks closely guarded by soldiers, a magic web terminal is buzzing, and the printing device connected to the terminal is constantly spitting out sheets of white paper, with a lot of text printed on the paper. , as well as pictures in black and white and detailed hand-painted emblems.

Amber sat beside the magic web terminal, flipping through the printed paper and showing a weird smile - a smile with three points of satisfaction and seven points of sarcasm.

"It's a lot... It's really a shame that Wales was able to defend the city to this day when he was held back by such a group of people..."

...

The Cecil Corps divided a guard and headed to the ruins of the mill town outside the city of St. Sunil at the agreed time and place, and before they arrived, Wales had already arrived here.

There is no need for any occupation and repair of this ruins that are almost left with broken walls. The legion of the crystal cluster giants stepped on it and demolished almost all its buildings and walls. It seems that the only way to deal with it is to completely flatten and rebuild it. Its the best means.

The royal knights sent here almost effortlessly removed the scattered monsters roaming around the ruins, and then planted the Anzu flag on a piece of broken bricks.

When the rumble of cannons came from the direction of Crow Terrace, the Knights were stationed here silently. They had received orders not to leave this place without permission, no matter what happened, and if nothing happened to Crow Terrace...

Their task is to intercept the returning nobles here.

The flag of Anzu fluttered on the edge of the ruined town. The broken bricks and collapsed walls were bleak in the sun. A silent knights guarded the broken bricks. Welsh? En led the surviving nobles and soldiers loyal to him to stand outside the town, watching the monstrous steel war machines drive into the open space.

When he saw the rotating tracks, the steel armor with the radiant shields floating, and the rail gun muzzle flashing coldly in the sun, Wales could clearly feel everyone around him tense, and heard several throat beats. .

In fact, even himself, when he saw those chariots, was inevitably emotional.

The magic chariot guarded by the chariot in the middle opened the door, and Gawain walked out, followed by Victoria, the Duchess of the North, who was wearing a long white dress with an indifferent and alienated face.

The nobles and knights beside Wales were slightly agitated, but no one made a bigger noise. Victoria just stood silently behind Gawain, even though she knew very well that she was still standing after Gawain shelled the Raven Terrace. What does it mean to be around.

In this way, she was fulfilling her original promise to Gawain.

The atmosphere at the scene was delicate and tense, and an unspeakable awkward silence enveloped everyone. Of course, Gawain could feel this special atmosphere, but he just showed a faint smile and calmly walked towards the new king of Ansu: "We It's safe to meet at last, Your Majesty - but the atmosphere here doesn't seem to be very good?"

"Because we may need to clear up a terrible misunderstanding," Wales met Gawain's gaze and said before the other nobles spoke, "We need to talk, Duke Cecil."

Gawain stared at Wales for a moment, then nodded: "Of course."

The town has been destroyed, but it is not difficult to find a room where the king and the duke can negotiate their affairs, a sturdy chapel is the only building here that has not collapsed, after a simple cleaning, the chapel became A place where the two talk.

Except for Gawain and Wales, everyone was blocked from the church, including the nobles and guards who came with the king, the commander of the Cecil Corps, and Victoria who came with Gawain.

The scarred wooden door of the church creaked closed, and a beam of sunlight shone into the church through the cracked colored crystal window. In front of the crumbling statues and pulpit, Gawain stood opposite Wales.

Gawain looked at his surroundings: "I didn't expect our first serious conversation would be in this kind of place."

"It's cleaner than Silver Castle," Wales said with a smile. "At least there aren't that many eyes watching here."

"But there are a lot of eyes out there," Gawain said, "I'm curious, what are you going to do next."

"What about you? You have considered if this is a trap, if I just want to put you in an unjust situation and bewitch you to bombard the Crow Terrace, if I just want to clear my dissidents and keep the throne, you have considered it here. What should I do in this situation?"

"Nothing to think about," Gawain looked at Wales, "because guns and swords come out of power."

Wales looked at Gawain for a while in amazement, he was stunned for two seconds, and then suddenly burst out laughing.

The new king was laughing out loud in the abandoned chapel, with no aristocratic manner, no restraint, and even breathless laugh, as if he had never laughed out loud in the first half of his life, all of them. It was as if we were laughing together until today, but after a few minutes, the laughter gradually stopped, he slowly straightened up, took a deep breath, and still had a smile on his face: "Yes, yes... ...you really are such a person..."

"Our generation was all like this," Gawain unconsciously brought into Gawain Cecil's memory and sighed, "Then what about you, what decision do you have?"

"You know, in the past nearly a year, the Holy Spirit Plains and the North and West regions have been implementing various reforms, and we have tried various things," Wales has calmed down and said slowly , "New-style factories, town management, new military codes, even new-style schools, new freemen's system... All these challenges the old order, but the two Dukes of Victoria and Baldwin did their best to promote them, because we all believe that these things can make Anzu strong again..."

A faint noise came from outside the church. It sounded far away, but it seemed to be getting closer.

Wales turned his head to glance at the closed door of the church, then turned back and continued: "But in the end, almost all reforms have failed... The factory has become a new means of amassing land, the military discipline is almost ineffective, and the new system is ineffective. When it came to promotion, the school...the school was never built at all. The only change was that the royal capital was divided into tit-for-tat reformers and conservatives, quarreling constantly and internal frictions constantly...

"But you know what, this isn't the only time Ansu has worked hard for change.

"Before your resurrection, as early as more than ten years, even decades, we worked hard many times - of course, at that time I stayed away from Silver Castle. Strictly speaking, it was my father and several Duke Protector who worked hard. many times.

"Duke Silas Lauren brought a restructuring plan that was based on Typhon.

"My father, the king, thought about setting up a parliament.

"The former Duke of the North introduced the Kingdom Constitution.

"Archduke Berdwin has introduced a new business policy.

"All failed."

The noise outside the church became more and more obvious, but this did not affect the conversation between Gawain and Wales, and Gawain nodded slightly: "I know part of it."

"I've left Silver Castle, but I'm keeping an eye on it all," Wales continued, "I've been thinking for a long time about what's holding the kingdom back for the better -- we don't have enough. Wise people? But before Typhon's New Deal, they had no more scholars and advisors than Ansu; is it our lack of enlightened nobles? But the king and every duke who protects the country are reformers, people in the aristocracy who support reform It has always been there; we are short of money? Short of food? Short of time? But in fact, there is not much difference between when Ansu started and when Typhon started reforming.

"Then what are we missing?

"In the process of comparing with Typhon, I vaguely found some key points, and after the rise of the southern border, after we imitated your new order and carried out more intense reforms, we encountered more intense backlash and contradictions. After that, I think I figured it out...

"The problem lies in the entire Ansu system with the king as the head, the feudal lord system as the skeleton, and the land and serfs as the flesh and blood.

"I don't agree with what Edmund and the Duke of Laurent did, but now I have to say...they did me a favor.

"Duke Cecil, do you know what's the hardest part about getting change to happen from the top down?"

Wales smiled and watched Gawain quietly.

But before Gawain spoke, he had already given the answer himself.

"That is to overthrow yourself."

Wales strode to the church door, shoving it open when the noise outside had turned into roars and shouts.