Chapter 72: The Court of the Royal Capital

Timothy Wimbledon sat on the throne with a ruby ​​scepter in his hand, looking down at the ministers in the hall.

This is the feeling I want, he thought, instead of squatting in Jinsui City, entangled with those businessmen for better interests.

He paused for a moment on the scepter, and the pure gold handle made a crisp sound of collision with the smooth marble floor. Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, he nodded, "Let's begin."

"Your Majesty, I have something important to report." The first to speak was Sir Weimars, nicknamed "Knight of the Steel Heart", who was in charge of the defense of the royal city.

"Say."

"Can the hunt for witches be temporarily stopped? Your Majesty, the hunt has been getting bigger and bigger recently. Yesterday I heard that some women from commoner families were insulted in the dungeon after being arrested, and one of them died in the prison. And It was later proved that they were not witches. Now the entire outer city is panicked, and if this continues, there will be a large number of fugitives."

Timothy frowned. The witch hunt was his request. The truth of Wimbledon III's death has not yet been ascertained, but he never thought his father would commit suicide, especially the weird smile before his death, which made his hair stand on end. Father was wearing the highest quality God's Stone of Retaliation, and the church confirmed that the stone had not been replaced or invalidated, but none of this meant that the witch was not involved.

In terms of weirdness, no one is better at it than those witches.

He turned his attention to Langley, who was the executor of the hunt and was also a minion he had trained. The latter immediately stood up and said, "Your Majesty, it was just an accident, and I have severely punished the relevant personnel," he pointed with his fingers, "The warden, cell boss, and guards were all sentenced to ten lashes, and Twenty-five silver wolves."

"One person died, and three people were tortured cruelly. The villains just lashed the whip a few times and fined them?" Sir Weimars said coldly, "And, who gave you the right to judge? Is it the former Prime Minister Wick Lord or the Attorney General? Your Excellency, Minister Pail?"

"Your Majesty! I have to act in an extraordinary time," Langley knelt down on one knee and shouted. "Ignoring some trivial setbacks, the search and arrest operation has achieved great success. We have caught at least fifteen people lurking in the royal city. The witches are currently being tortured, and it will soon be known whether they are plotting with your father—no, I mean, whether they are plotting something."

Timothy glared at him, this idiot almost revealed his intentions. Although most of the ministers standing in the hall could guess the real purpose of their actions, the statement to the outside world must be that the eldest prince Goron killed the king, and this cannot be overturned.

"Fifteen witches?" Steel Heart Knight sneered in a contemptuous tone, "Very well, it turns out that the capital has become a stronghold for witches. A few years ago, the Church only captured six co-guild members during the hunting in the forest in the east of the kingdom. Members. It seems that your lackeys are stronger than the Church's Judgment Army."

"you……!"

"Enough!" Langley is an idiot, and Langley's subordinates are also a group of idiots, Timothy thought angrily, if it weren't for the fact that no one was available at the beginning of his enthronement, he wouldn't want to promote such an idiot at all. Even if you want to claim credit, you don't make up numbers like this. I'm afraid that most of these fifteen people are the same as those few unlucky commoner women. He didn't want the church to intervene in this matter, but at this moment there is no other way, "Go to the church and ask Priest Fei Li to confirm the identities of these fifteen people, and stop the torture. After that, every person you catch , have to pass the priest’s verification! If I hear your people can’t control the people below, I’ll throw you into the moat of the king’s capital to feed the fish!”

"Uh, yes, Your Majesty."

"Do it now!"

After telling Langley to get out of the palace, Timothy turned to the Minister of Finance, "If anyone among them is wronged, together with the previous three, we will issue two golden dragons as compensation. The one who died in prison will be issued to his family. He paused, "Send one more."

"As you wish." The Minister of Finance nodded.

"Your Majesty is merciful." Sir Weimars also saluted.

"Let's move on to the next topic." Timothy spit out a foul breath, and seeing no one from the ministers below, he said by himself, "Since no one has a new topic, let me talk about it." He looked at the foreign minister, "Umbrella "Sir Blint, "The recall order has been issued for more than a month, but no one has returned to the capital. Tell me, what is the situation now?"

Sir Blint came from the Flynn family. He had sat in this position for thirty years. His hair was gray and his face was old. He had half a foot in the coffin. He cleared his throat, "Reporting to Your Majesty, your third sister, Garcia Wimbledon, has not heard anything yet. Your fourth brother, Roland Wimbledon, has already sent a reply. The letter stated that when the month of demons is over, After his subjects are safe and sound, he will consider returning to the capital. But..."

"But what?"

"He referred to you as His Royal Highness on the envelope, not His Majesty or King."

Timothy couldn't help sneering. Still as stupid as ever, my hopeless brother. He thought, if you plan to come back, treat me as king, and I can seal you a good place to be a pampered prince. If you don't come back, prepare for the dying struggle as soon as possible. Look at what you have done, you are vacillating, you want to come back, but you are not willing to give in? Is there any advantage in earning a quick tongue?

"Do whatever you want," Timothy waved his hand, "Where is Fifth Sister?"

"Your Majesty, she...is missing."

"What? What do you mean missing?"

"She first agreed to the envoy I sent, but a week later, His Highness disappeared from the palace, along with her steward and two maids. I arranged for people to search for her, but so far, her whereabouts have not been found."

What is the result? One or two, are you so unwilling to believe me! Timothy felt as if he was blocked in his heart. He originally had great expectations for his sister, and hoped that she could assist him. After all, Tilly has been exceptionally smart since she was a child, even more dazzling than herself. The only thing she loses to herself is that she is a girl.

Timothy was very relieved of her at first, and judging from his father's arrangement, he didn't intend to involve Tilly in this disturbance. The territory given to her is Silver Light City, which is not far from the king. Business is ordinary, and there is no soil for raising soldiers. Unexpectedly, Fifth Sister ran away?

Is this a choice made by a wise man?

"Since he ran away, let the former lord continue to take charge of the management of Silver Light City. The search must continue, I can't let a royal blood flow to the people." He gritted his teeth and suppressed his annoyance, "Then, now only The remaining third sister refuses to obey, right?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Since she is so stubborn, I have no choice but to take some tough measures." Timothy looked at the former imperial prime minister, Marquis Wick, and issued a war order that required the approval of the king and the prime minister. He is his biggest supporter, so there must be no big problem, "I plan to send troops to the southern border guard, Duke Joy, to force Garcia to give up Port of Clearwater, and escort her back to the capital."

The Marquis of Wick really responded, "This matter should not be delayed. Please Your Majesty issue a war order as soon as possible, and the Minister of Foreign Affairs is responsible for forwarding it."

Timothy nodded in satisfaction, and was about to ask the clerk to come up to draft the documents, when suddenly there was a rush of horseshoes outside the hall. After a while of commotion, a knight wearing a blue-striped cloak pushed open the door and strode into the hall.

Timothy recognized him, the famous "Howling Knight" Namon Moore. He went straight to the center of the hall, knelt down on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, I just received news from the south." He gasped for breath, and said in an anxious voice, "Your sister, Garcia Wimbledon, died five days ago. Defeat Joy Cole, the Duke of the Southern Territory, and occupy Eagle City! And... she declared herself the Queen of Clear Water, and all the lords responded one after another, and the entire Southern Territory has become independent!"

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