Chapter 882 Return of the King

The king is coming!

Since Roland Wimbledon's army entered Chishui City, the news began to circulate in the streets and alleys of the old capital, and reached its peak after the surrender of the Lord of Silver Light City. Although a small group of people have repeatedly emphasized that he has not ascended the throne, compared with the title of traitor and invader a year ago, most people already believe that the future king of Graycastle is none other than Roland—it is even very possible that he This trip is for the coronation.

However, the movement of the new king does not seem to be positive, and he will stay in each city for a few weeks or so, so when the news becomes true, it will be the middle of summer.

The rising temperature did not dampen people's interest at all. The tavern was full of voices discussing the enthronement ceremony, ribbons were tied on both sides of the street, and all the houses near the palace that were higher than two floors were rented out. The gradually declining old capital seems to have regained its former vitality. Perhaps only at this time can it remind the people who live here of the style and style that the capital should have.

A year later, Roland set foot on this territory again.

The moment they passed through the city gate, the petals collected by the girls scattered all over the sky, and the shouts of the people instantly ignited the whole city—they were not praising the wisdom or benevolence of the new king. For the people of Wangdu, It's just a habit.

Nini and Doudou are one of them.

Because the two happened to live in a tower close to the main street, they got the best seat overlooking the whole venue. The parents were too busy entertaining the spectators who rented the house, and they had no time to control the two little ghosts. They also happily climbed to the top of the tower, lying on the red bricks and tiles to watch the grand occasion of the army entering the city.

"Here we come... Is the man standing on the carriage His Majesty the King? He looks much younger than His Royal Highness the Second Prince," Nini yelled, "Wow, look, he is talking to us. Beckon! Lord Timothy wouldn't do that!"

"It's everyone facing this direction," Pod shrugged. "It's no wonder he found out that we climbed so high."

"Of course we are included among all the people. Isn't this sentence correct?" Nini said confidently, "Judging by his appearance alone, he is much more kind than His Royal Highness the Second Prince."

"Then His Majesty the kind King hanged a large number of nobles, including His Royal Highness Timothy—his own brother. The temporary gallows built on the square is still there today. If you add rats, he is considered a The most killed ruler in the capital."

"Hey, why are you always playing against me?" Nini glared at him angrily.

"I don't like him," Doudou pouted. "He doesn't regard this city as his home at all. He spreads everywhere that there are more job opportunities in the western region and encourages people to go to the west. So what should we do? The tavern opened by father now The number of customers has decreased by more than half, isn't it thanks to him?"

"Then who do you like, Your Highness the Second Prince?"

"I hate it too. To catch a witch, the whole city is disturbed... The best thing is the old king, at least he won't—"

"Oh my god, look! That woman beside His Majesty!" Before he could finish speaking, Nini put the topic of dispute behind her in a blink of an eye, and pointed at the king's open carriage and exclaimed, "She turned around Here it comes...God, she is too beautiful!"

Pod could only sigh helplessly.

However, this discovery seems to have become a new focus of attention-the significance of being able to ride with the king at this moment is almost self-evident. The noisy discussion on both sides of the street suddenly increased a bit, obviously everyone was full of interest in this strange and beautiful woman.

At this moment, the two of them suddenly heard a strange whistle.

Before they could react, a gray figure flew past the two of them like an arrow from the string, and rushed straight into the tower. Then there was a panicked shout downstairs, as if someone had fallen to the ground, and there was a crisp sound of wine glasses shattering.

"What was that just now..." Nini asked in surprise.

"I don't know, but it seems to be heading towards our house!" Doudou stood up anxiously, "Let's go back and have a look first."

"Um!"

The two climbed down the brick wall along the way they came from one after the other, and jumped into the house through the window, only to find that several warriors in armor had already surrounded the guests at home tightly, except for the spilled wine and wine on the ground. In addition to the fragments of the vessel, there are still a few feathers left.

Nini's first reaction was that the words of His Majesty were overheard, and her second reaction was to cover his mouth and hide, no matter what she saw, she could not make a sound.

However, both ideas failed to materialize.

The moment they landed, the samurai noticed the two "uninvited guests", but no one came to arrest them, but grinned at them instead. Half a quarter of an hour later, the group of people quickly filed out again, leaving only the dumbfounded parents and guests. One of the figures who seemed to be the leader took out ten silver wolves and handed them to the stunned father.

It wasn't until everyone left that Nini stepped forward hesitantly, "What the hell happened...?"

"It's unbelievable," my father danced with excitement. "Just as the guard of honor passed the corner of the street, a spectator suddenly pulled out a well-stringed crossbow and aimed it directly at His Majesty the King in the car!"

Nini gasped, "And then?"

"We were all terrified. If the arrow shot out, no one in the room would survive. Fortunately, at this moment, a bird... no, a person flew in and stopped that guy!"

"people?"

"You can't say that. When she flew in, she was a bird, but when she hit the man's head, she became a human-a little girl about your age." A guest added, "We saw the crossbow fall to the ground. It wasn't until the ground reacted that they swarmed up and suppressed the assassin, and after that, those warriors broke through the door and rushed in."

"Are you sure you don't have blind eyes?" Pod questioned, "That bird... No, what about the person who can change into a bird? You couldn't have hallucinated by drinking the dream water, right?"

"After we subdue the assassin, she's gone," the father raised his palm and slapped his son on the back of the head, making him stagger. "Besides, if you doubt me casually, you will suffer!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing.

Nini focused her attention on those few feathers—their color and luster seemed to be the same as that of ordinary goshawk wings, but they were much wider and softer. She carefully collected the feathers, pinned them in her hair, and looked up and down in the mirror.

It looks like she can fly too... the little girl thought contentedly, just use this to make a new headdress.

This seemingly thrilling assassination incident did not cause any waves, and people quickly turned the topic back to the king and his party. Unbeknownst to them, similar incidents happened at least a dozen times.

It's just that under Sylvie's vigilance, all single-person actions that pinned their hopes on luck all failed without exception. Even most of the premeditated patrols directly took down the target without even alerting the surrounding people.

"Thank you," Roland nodded towards the carriage behind him while waving his hands. "I didn't expect there to be so many redundant parties in the old capital. It seems that the situation is not as stable as I imagined."

"This is what I should do, Your Majesty." Sylvie replied.

"Since you know it's unstable, you shouldn't choose this way to enter the city," said Agatha's blunt voice—I don't know if it's because of her age. It's getting more and more like, "Ordinary people are too fragile, sometimes just an inconspicuous wound can kill you."

"I will stop all attacks," Anna said calmly, "Besides, Nana Paine is also in the team."

"You can't be so used to him."

"Ahem..." Roland hurriedly interrupted, "In order to build momentum, this risk is acceptable. As the new king, you have to make a familiar face in front of the people."

There were Sylvie, Agatha, Isabella, Phyllis, and Zoe sitting in the carriage, plus the elite of the First Army on the periphery. In theory, accidents were almost impossible with such a powerful configuration.

"It's two different things - you can choose a more secure method, such as standing on the high platform of the palace and preaching to the people."

Indeed, but he can't say that this move is more about the addiction of patrolling, such as setting up two microphones in front of the carriage, and then saying hello, comrades, etc...

"Your Majesty, the palace is coming soon." The personal guard reminded, and this sentence also stopped Agatha from preaching.

Roland heaved a sigh of relief. Through the redecorated gate of the inner city wall, he saw a lineup of nearly a hundred people, waiting respectfully for his arrival—among them were disciples like Tasa and Barov. There are also many "new ministers" who surrendered to the "old ministers" of the western region, but most of them are scholars and civilians recruited from the local area.

After completing the last unfinished rectification, the entire central area of ​​Graycastle will officially come under his control, and when the Eastern Front Army occupies the area around Haifeng County, Graycastle will initially become a unified kingdom.

When the carriage stopped, Roland raised his cloak vigorously, stepped down from the frame, and waved to the people behind him.

"Come on, follow me into the palace!"

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