Chapter 920: The Curtain Ends

Sally held the saber and slowly raised it. The whispers of the soldiers around turned into cheers, and the sound quickly spread throughout the city, and all the Efta soldiers who heard it began to cheer. Although the soldiers and fleet members stationed in the city combined were no more than two thousand, the shouts came from everywhere. , still made Charles II and the nobles bow their heads in despair.

"Surrendering weapons is regarded as surrender, and those who are willing to accept the rule of Efta will temporarily go to prison to await trial."

Sally was about to turn around and leave after saying this, but Charles II still whispered unwillingly: "I still didn't expect that I would be defeated by Luciferon's daughter. Angmar was so loyal back then..."

"Did you consider my father's feelings when you were secretly hooking up with Augustine?"

Sally stopped in her tracks, turned her back to Charles II, and said word by word: "My father died to resist the undead. And you... have no right to be compared with him at all."

Her hand holding the scepter turned pale, and three vipers climbed up to the top of the scepter, grinning and screaming at Charles II—they could clearly feel Sally's emotions, but the restrained duke did not He didn't say much, just walked behind Roddy calmly, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes without a trace.

Of course Charles II understood the meaning of what he had done, but any explanation at this moment was pale. The nobles began to put their weapons on the ground, and the soldiers around them lined up in two lines and led them directly to the place of detention that had been prepared long ago.

All this happened very briefly, but it also meant that the entire war had come to an end. For the surviving people in the imperial city, it doesn't matter who rules them, as long as the disaster of war doesn't fall on their heads, it doesn't matter who lives in the imperial palace.

So when the news of Charles II handing over his sword and surrender spread throughout the city, these people were relieved and even joined the cheering team...

It is necessary for political speculators to support a new master and stand in line to draw boundaries. Therefore, small nobles and even merchants with a little bit of status have expressed their welcome and support for the Efta army in various ways. At this time, Di can be considered to have witnessed a scene of feeding the pot of milk to meet the king's teacher-but he has too many things to do, and the first thing to do next is not to celebrate the victory, but to ensure the victory of the entire kingdom. are all under control.

Although the previous Charles II was a monarch in name, in fact, the various major lords were autonomous, and their power had long been dispersed. Roddy naturally despises the feudal system, so he must ensure that all these lords recognize Efta's dominance, and gradually take back these powers from the lords.

For some people, handing over power is tantamount to death, so the battle of the Efta Infantry Division is actually far from over.

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The wooden door was pushed open, and Charles II, who was bowing his head, suddenly heard a scream. He raised his eyes and found that the queen and four children were in front of him.

He didn't have any chains to imprison him, and this place wasn't the stinky prison he imagined. On the contrary, the room prepared for Charles II was remodeled from a hotel in the city. It had a reasonable suite inside, could bathe and sleep, and had a dedicated person to cook—this kind of treatment was indeed preferential treatment for the defeated. It's just that the current Charles II will not be grateful to Dade for this. All he can feel is the decadence after all hope is lost.

The Queen threw herself into his arms and wept after screaming, before trying to check him for wounds. The two princes stood aside with desolate expressions, but Rowling and the youngest daughter stood the farthest away, and their eyes were much calmer.

"I failed."

Charles II didn't know how to explain these things to his family. His legs were sore from the long ride and he just wanted to sit down. Queen Edith quickly helped him to rest on the wooden bed. After serving the water and changing the armor, Charles II finally realized the strangeness of his daughter when he finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Rowling?"

The latter didn't speak, just took the little daughter's hand and sat silently on a chair in the distance.

The queen knew why she was like this, but she couldn't tell Charles II at this time, she was most concerned about the fate of the family, so she asked in a low voice: "Did that Duke Sally say anything? We...will be To the gallows?"

After saying this, the faces of the two princes became even paler.

The struggle for kingship never ends with mercy. When Emperor Kang En, the founder of the Karen Kingdom, unified the kingdom, the heads of those opponents were hung on the city wall.

Charles II seemed to be thinking of the end he was about to face at this moment, and he was a little at a loss for a while: "Should, it shouldn't. They didn't say how to deal with the royal family..."

But soon his voice became smaller and smaller, because he didn't believe what he said, so could he still use it to fool his children?

He got up suddenly, came to the window and opened a small slit to look down. There were not many guards downstairs, but there were no blind spots in the past. Rowling next to him saw his behavior and said, "Are you planning to run away?"

"Hush..."

Charles II made a gesture, and then said in a low voice: "If we can find a chance to leave here, we can leave through a secret passage on the side of the palace, which was dug by the Itun family a hundred years ago..."

"Then what? Are you going to the port? It's Efta's fleet docked there."

"Efta...fleet? Everta has been inland, when is there a fleet?"

Charles II still does not know how the imperial city fell. Therefore, Rowling's words were full of disbelief. In his heart, the "fleet" was not a small thing that could be made casually. Since he accepted the throne, the royal fleet of the entire Karen Kingdom has only added two warships in total.

How long has Efta been independent? How could there be a "fleet" in a territory located in the northwest of the kingdom?

But Rowling didn't want to answer more, she just turned her head to the side: "This building has an enchantment set up by a magister. If you want to jump out, I'm afraid you will be discovered immediately."

"How do you know this?"

"They said it the first day they came here."

Rowling got up and drank a glass of water by herself, then pulled her sister to sit on the edge. But Charles II was immersed in shock and did not notice this detail. His mind was full of the word "fleet" at the moment, and his forehead was sweating unknowingly. When he came back to his senses, he found that there were soldiers outside the gate directing the servants to bring in the dinner.

Bread, broth, meat and seasonal fruit. The specifications of these meals are almost the same as those of Charles II in the palace. When he saw Rowling calling other people to eat, he was a little dazed: "This...isn't poisonous?"

"It's time to poison it, it's not today's turn." Rowling poured soup for her sister and said without looking back, "If it's poisonous, can you avoid death if you don't eat?"

These words left Charles II speechless. I thought he boasted of his great talents in front of the nobles, but now his head is not as clear as his own daughter, but Rowling's choking answer also made the atmosphere of the dinner even more rigid. At this moment, Charles II could not educate her with the aura of a monarch in the past... He just felt that his daughter seemed to be a complete stranger to him in a certain aspect, but as for the reason, Charles II could not imagine it at all.

After dinner, the servants cleaned the room under the watchful eye of the soldiers. Charles II asked about the time or arrangement of the detention, but no one answered. This situation was also expected, but when sitting in an armchair in a daze at night, Charles II suddenly heard the soldiers under the window talking in a low voice.

Although the other party's voice was not loud, Charles II quietly moved his head to the window, and he could still hear the general idea:

"Tommy, why has it been so many days and the main force hasn't entered the city yet? You used to tell us that Prime Minister Rody is great, why can't he fight the last part of the way?"

The soldier named Tommy lazily replied: "Did you forget the night watch regulations? So much nonsense, are you afraid of being beaten?"

"Don't scare me... The platoon leader has just led the team to the palace. Is this idle or idle? If you don't say it, forget it."

Tommy let out a "tss" and continued: "Then let me ask you, we have 2,000 people tidying up this place, why do you want so many people here?"

"Um, it seems to be the same..."

"There are so many lords in the kingdom, it's over if you take the imperial city? What about those who are disobedient? Of course, we should take advantage of the situation and clean up now."

"Still fighting? Is it necessary?"

"Do you think that Prime Minister Roddy wants to be the next Charles II? Pull it down, look at the fleet, look at the special company, look at those powerful weapons and roads... I have heard people say that these things are not designed to deal with humans at all. Yes, but..."

"It's a beautiful chat, isn't it?"

Another sudden voice came, followed by the "crack" of the heels of the two standing at attention - "Platoon leader!"

"There are so many nonsense, tomorrow I will transfer you to the front company to experience it."

The platoon leader's footsteps walked away, and the two soldiers relaxed. Tommy exhaled: "I don't believe your words anymore..."

The two soldiers didn't say any more words until the changing of the guard, and the soldiers on duty afterward were even more silent like dumb. Charles II stayed up until the early morning and didn't hear any more information.

But even with only the previous few words, he also realized a fact: what Rody wanted to do was far more than simply unifying the kingdom.

But what is waiting for you?

As the sun rose, Charles II, who hadn't slept all night, continued to stare out the window in a daze. Suddenly, the figure of a giant dragon passed by, at first only three or four, and then there was an overwhelming scene like migrating birds. When they hovered above the imperial city, the sky seemed to be covered by dark clouds...

After that, these giant dragons landed in the city square in sequence. Although they didn't know what they were doing, Charles II could clearly see that many dragons directly transformed into human forms and landed on the platform at the top of the Herchino Tower above.

The only thing he understands is... his own era has completely come to an end.