Chapter 666

This time things have changed.

After the retelling, four people were led out of the crowd by the new king's guards.

The nobles couldn't help commotion.

"Your Majesty, this..."

"Ah, you guessed right, the four of them are telling the truth." Roland spread his hands and said, "If you are willing to try, you are qualified to get on the bus. In the face of change, the courage to try is the most valuable." Then he looked at the chosen one. The nobleman who came out said, "Do well, don't miss the chance to get it."

"Yes, yes... Your Majesty!" The four said flattered.

It was nonsense, George couldn't help growling in his heart, courage? qualifications? Do not make jokes! These guys are nothing but barons on the verge of desolation. Their territory is barren, their output is meager, their management is poor, and their manpower is scarce. This is their true portrayal! Naturally, there is nothing to be reluctant about the land that cannot make ends meet. The only reason for keeping it is just as a fig leaf for identity. Basically, if you take a step back, you will not even receive the invitation to the dinner party, and you will be able to receive the attention of the new king? Or...these people have already conspired with Roland Wimbledon to perform this absurd play?

Wait... He suddenly thought of a rumor, a shocking story from the capital.

There are very few people who have personally experienced this incident, but it is indeed related to the fourth prince. It is rumored that after capturing the capital, this person held a trial in the Twin Towers Temple to adjudicate the crimes of those great nobles. Judging from the results afterwards, the nobles who held real power in the capital were almost wiped out, and Timothy was also sentenced to be hanged. Therefore, it is not so much a trial as an eradication of dissidents.

However, the process is full of strange colors.

I heard that Roland used a "quiz game" to condemn everyone.

If one of the ten questions is answered incorrectly, one will be sent to prison—and the basis of the arbitration is the legendary mind reading.

At that time, George dismissed this statement, thinking that it was just a rumor fabricated by nobles who had escaped punishment to cover up their guilt and timidity. If he didn't stay in the capital, he wouldn't give Timfeko's old ministers a chance to make a comeback.

But now, he found himself a little uncertain.

Could it be... is this rumor true?

"Next is the third sentence, listen carefully," Edith's voice sounded again, "I don't want to give up my fiefdom and power at all, but in the face of overwhelming power, I don't want to put myself on them. lives." She made a gesture of invitation to everyone, "Now it's your turn."

The atmosphere in the hall gradually changed.

Previously, some people held an indifferent attitude and casually repeated their statements, but when the first batch of nobles got the approval of the new king and left the crowd first, they felt a strange emotion in their hearts.

This time even the answers were no longer neat.

However, this round of guards still selected more nobles.

What made George Nari's heart sink suddenly was that Count Delta was also included.

"What's going on here?" Guy quietly moved to his side and asked in a low voice, "Have they all been persuaded by the new king?"

George counted secretly, and there were a total of 21 people who were brought out. Some of them were even standing in his mansion two days ago, discussing how to fight against Roland. Together with the attendants and servants of these nobles, the crowd instantly shrank in half.

"No, it's impossible... If Roland has been in contact with so many people, I can't be unaware," he gritted his teeth, "They should have been selected temporarily."

"Then...why didn't they speak out?" Baron Leviathan also approached, "That guy Khufu was obviously on our side before!"

"What did you say?" George glared at the other party, "Your Majesty, you are wrong. I value the fiefdom more than anything else, and I would not hesitate to sacrifice my life? If it were you, would you say that?"

"Uh, I..."

What an idiot, he thought angrily, the problem is not with the selected ones, but with the remaining nobles—Roland Wimbledon could have chosen with his eyes closed, and then classified the last few as suppressed But how can he ensure that there will be no one from the lord's side of Chishui City?

Choosing the wrong target will only push this part of the forces to the opposing side for no reason. This trick is almost meaningless except to scare the enemy, or is he just trying to show off his mind reading skills in front of everyone?

George looked around the hall and once again confirmed that the new king only brought six guards. Even if the latter narrowed down the number to one or two, and wanted to make an example of others, as long as there was a commotion in public, none of these six might be able to suppress him.

At least, he and the Earl of Sanhe will not sit idly by.

"Obeying power is not an embarrassing answer." Roland smiled at the second group of nobles. "From ancient times to the present, the strength of power has always been the basis for determining the order of human classes, and the importance of assessing the situation is no less important than courage." .Your ancestors can occupy a foothold in Graycastle and pass on their own bloodlines instead of disappearing in the long river of history. This is a proof of strength in itself. I am very happy that you can inherit this. In addition, I I also promise here that you will not be treated differently from the first batch of nobles, as long as you keep today's answer in your mind, if you encounter similar problems in the future, just think about the power I have."

After speaking, he looked at Beidi Pearl, "Read the next sentence."

Edith nodded, "The fourth sentence, I don't want to give up on either side, and I don't know how to choose."

This statement was very short, but only five or six of the remaining nobles opened their mouths, and most of them chose to remain silent. They already realized that they were being divided.

Among those who spoke up, the guards only picked out three.

"Ahem, Your Majesty, we believe that you can read people's hearts, so let's call it a day."

"That's right, this is a welcome banquet after all, you see..." Count Delta and Count Three Rivers tried to dissuade them one after another.

"There are fewer neutral people than I thought," Roland said, as if he hadn't heard it. "Swaying left and right, hesitating is not a good quality, especially in the ever-changing wave of change. But you belong to those who can be transformed." That category, stay here for now, maybe after a quarter of an hour, you will change your views."

He paused, and turned to the rest of the nobles, "Next is the last sentence, but I think you should have already guessed its content, or what is in your mind. In this case, let me say this sentence myself It's-"

"No matter what, I don't want to hand over the fiefdom and power. For this reason, I don't hesitate to take risks—as long as the king can be brought down, the family and wealth will last forever!"

At that moment, the bonfire seemed to be automatic without wind.

No one spoke in the hall, and the air seemed to freeze.

"It doesn't matter if you don't answer. As I said before, this is not a suggestion, but an order." Roland said slowly, "Those who don't repeat it, are not qualified to go with you. Your journey will end here."

"What do you mean?" George also lowered his face. "There is no evidence, and there is no trial. With just one sentence, do you want to convict us?"

There are still twenty-seven nobles left, this number is far more than he expected. According to different titles, each of them brings two to four followers, adding up to at least sixty people, including many reserve knights, What good does it really do for the new king to push them to this point?

Isn't he afraid of getting burned?

"Your Majesty, if it's just a joke, it's enough." Guy still put on a kind face and calmly persuaded, "The last sentence is too serious, we can't bear it, how can you be sure that everyone is What do you think? At least I will never betray the Wimbledon family."

"Yeah...it's too wronged, I never thought about it that way!"

"Your Majesty, please be careful!"

Everyone shouted.

"Do you know? Insight into people's hearts is such an ability-the more you talk, the more you can tell the truth." Roland took a crystal glass from Edith's hand unmoved, "If you have any questions, Save it for the shovel and the ore."

"Mine, ore?"

"That's right, you will be sent to the North Slope Mine for 20 years of hard labor for the crime of treason - after all, you are still planning in your heart and have not put it into practice." The new king's tone was tinged with danger, "But... if you resist, the rebellion will become an actual action, and the mine will naturally not be able to accommodate you anymore. Your destination is death."

Having said that, he drank the wine in the glass and threw the glass casually.

The glass made an arc and landed at George's feet, shattering into pieces with a bang.

"Take them down!"