The Last Dark King

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The four top Trolians fell silent after hearing this.

After a long time, someone spoke.

"king."

Archbishop Horus's voice was very soft, filled with deep sorrow:

"Did Miss Qingyu, who has always been gentle and kind, turn out to be such a vicious and indifferent person? She hid it so deeply that she actually deceived all of us."

Sitting next to him, First Defense Minister Yovis Dalin took a deep drag on his cigarette.

This is a middle-aged man with a stern complexion, with a square face and a thick brown beard. He looks very majestic. Years of busy military affairs have made his temples gray, giving him a sense of desolation.

His voice was as cold as his face.

"Jon has always adhered to the iron-blooded ideology, so among the three candidates, only Starsong is left."

The first elder, Armando, is a dying old man. His cloudy eyeballs and wrinkles on his face make people worry that he will fall down and die at any time. As soon as he opens his mouth, old age will burst out along with death.

"We accept death, but we do not tolerate meaningless death. Jon must prove that his way is effective. The most important thing in walking the tightrope is balance, not extreme."

Wang pondered for a moment: "I think things are not what we thought. Maybe there are other reasons."

Armando's cloudy eyes stared at their king.

He grew up watching the legendary leader, and it was on his strong recommendation that he ascended to the throne of Fire.

His correct choices allowed Trorian to prosper for twenty years, a matter of which he was a lifelong source of pride.

He also firmly believes that he will make the right choice to make the next important choice that will affect Trorian's future destiny.

"King, it doesn't matter what the reason is. If the chief judge is murdered in the trial hall, the murderer must be executed. This is the law of the royal city and the rules cannot be changed."

Wang remained silent and did not answer.

At this moment, an urgent letter flew over and landed in the king's hands.

He unfolded the letter and read it quickly.

Horus asked: "King, has something happened in the City of Stars?"

The king shook his head and smiled: "This is a letter from Jon. He is interceding for Rhodes."

Pass the letter to others, wait for them to read it and ask, "What do you think?"

A smile appeared on Armando's wrinkled face:

"Jon has matured a lot. He must be kind despite cruelty. He has mastered the principle of balance."

Dalin was silent, smoking his cigarette one puff after another.

Horus frowned: "This is just to win over people's hearts. I felt the icy coldness between the lines of his words. He weighs interests like a machine."

Armando moved his old eyes towards this archbishop who was also full of legend.

"Horus, the most important quality of the king is ruthlessness. He is not swayed by any emotions. He always only considers the overall situation and the interests of mankind, but also takes into account the feelings of other people. He is ruthless but affectionate. This is the most difficult thing to do. Jon already has some prototypes.”

Although he looked at the archbishop, Wang knew that these words were meant for him.

Armando and the group of elders he represents hope that he can be more ruthless and not let the fire of hope that was finally ignited in the hearts of everyone in Trolian be extinguished.

But only Wang knows the real reason for Trorian's problems in recent years.

At this moment, the fire in the royal hall flickered, and Qing Yu, dressed in a blue robe, fell from the sky and landed in front of them.

This is the privilege of the King Candidates. They can contact or meet with Trorian's highest power center at any time.

"King, Your Excellency the Archbishop, Your Excellency the First Defense Chief, Your Excellency the First Elder, and Guardian Qingyu are here to meet you."

Armando's brows immediately wrinkled, and his face, which was already full of wrinkles, now looked more like a shrunken orange.

"Qingyu, why are you here? You should stay in your castle at all times while the black tide lasts."

Qingyu bowed slightly.

"Sir Armando, please release Rhodes immediately. The Tribunal incident was my instruction, and I will bear all the blame."

Armando's tone suddenly became very unkind: "What if I don't let go?"

Qingyu raised her head, and the firelight in the royal hall shone on her beautiful face, which was as dazzling as the sun. She smiled, and it was like a sudden flash of light on the lake:

"Your Excellency Armando, although our current session is stronger than before, the number of candidates is very small. You don't want to miss one of the only three candidates, right?"

——

Inquisition.

Dark prison.

Rhodes was a little worried.

The knowledge of communicating with living souls does not belong to dream knowledge, so the book of knowledge requires a fee.

The reward this strange book usually asks for is various gemstones, from the lowest grade red stone to the black crystal, ruby, radiant stone, sun stone, and sun crystal, all within the scope of its recipes.

Depending on the rarity of the knowledge and the difficulty of obtaining it, the level and quantity of gems required vary.

The price given for the knowledge of "Soul Negotiation" is twenty rubies.

It's not particularly expensive, probably worth about two thousand silver cords.

But the supplies stored in the dream no longer have this item, and Rhodes has no way to go out and buy it now. He can only put this soul away for a while.

He exited the dreamland and took a look at the cell where there was no movement before returning to the dreamland.

After all, the environment here is not very safe, so it is better to be careful.

For some time afterwards, Rhodes has been studying the Book of Knowledge.

You can only learn dream texts by yourself. The Book of Knowledge can give the meaning and grammar of each word in dream texts, as well as its detailed learning methods.

But these interpretations, grammar, and learning methods all use dream texts.

It's so damn toxic.

Do I have to master this language to learn this language?

I've already mastered it, but I'm still learning a lesson.

Therefore, Rhodes could only use the ancient language to work backwards, and then guess its grammar based on the context of language evolution.

This is a very difficult thing, but no matter how difficult it is, he must continue to do it. Dreams are his fundamental support, and the section he is currently studying is the knowledge about the invasion that he most urgently wants to know.

I do not know how long it has been.

When Rhodes returned to the material world again, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the cell door.

A few seconds later, a burly white-haired man appeared in front of him.

Isn't this the white wolf next to Miss Qingyu?

Rhodes felt a little happy.

Come to rescue me so soon?

Bai Lang looked at him indifferently. The jailer did not follow him, and the cell was empty.

"Rhode, why do you want to kill the justice?"

Rhodes was slightly shocked.

What do you mean? Starting with these words, do you want to burn bridges? Could it be that Miss Aoba, who looks gentle and cute, is Pinkikiri Kuro?

No, this is unlikely.

In the flash of lightning in his mind, he immediately thought of a possibility and replied: "Why can't he kill? His hands are covered with blood and he has killed so many companions and comrades. If the Tribunal cannot give me justice, I will give him justice." ”

Bai Lang stared at him and said coldly: "Do you know? What you do is seeking death. The chief judge is one of the middle and high-level officials in the kingdom. He is only one step away from becoming the supreme judge. You are in the hall that symbolizes the law. Killing a judicial judge in public will be considered a provocation to the king's law. You are dead and no one can save you!"

Rhodes sneered: "You are so stupid, really."

Bai Lang looked at him with an evil look: "What did you say?"

Rhodes looked at him without fear:

"You have to know that dead people are worthless. Gregor is so despicable and despicable. I don't believe that he has a high prestige. Once he dies, all power will collapse. As long as you thoroughly dig out all his secrets, it is impossible to find that he is Doomsday." The evidence of the believers.”

"Why am I guilty of killing a doomsday cultist? This is called killing first and then attacking. You don't understand this. Get out of here as soon as possible. Miss Qingyu, let me help you. I am the man who can become the king. ”

Bai Lang's whole face turned pale, and he growled filial piety: "You still want to be the king?"

Rhodes looked at him with disdain: "You are stupid and you still don't believe me. The moment Miss Qingyu ascended the throne, I became her man. Isn't that the king's man?"

The white wolf's expression suddenly became very strange, and the muscles on his face seemed to be distorted.

"You're dreaming!"

He said fiercely, but the twitching muscles ruined the expression.

“Young man who hasn’t even grown all his fur yet, you should go home and nurse!”

After saying that, he immediately turned around and left the cell.

Vermeer's Joy +53

Humanity +5

Rhodes raised his eyebrows and felt a little speechless.

Are you all venomous and arrogant? Will you die if you talk nicely?

As soon as he left Rhodes' sight, White Wolf's ferocious expression returned to indifference, but the slightly upturned corners of his mouth showed his happy mood.

"It seems that there is no conspiracy against her. It should just be the wishful thinking of this hot-blooded boy."

"Haha, he has a good character, is decisive and ruthless, has a head, and keeps his limits. He can just make up for Qingyu's weakness of softness."

"Well, in this case, I'm going to start thinking of ways to kick out those 'kings'. It's best to keep them within twenty."

"Hmph, the king's man is really an interesting term, but the king's man is not that easy to be."

Bai Lang sneered, nodded slightly to the warden standing at the door, and quickly left the cell.

——

In the cell, when Rhodes was preparing to sleep, a jailer ran over with small steps, handed a letter with both hands, and said respectfully.

"Mr. Rhodes, your letter."

Rhodes was slightly curious. He took the letter and looked at it. The envelope was blank. There was no recipient or sender.

When I opened it, I saw that it was full of words of solicitation, but there were no names.

The jailer whispered, "This is a letter from Lord Jon to you."

Rhodes raised his eyebrows slightly.

Jon?

Is that the greasy middle-aged man?

Another candidate for the king, one of Qingyu's competitors.

Why did he come to win me over? Wasn't Gregor his?

The jailer came closer and whispered: "Your Excellency Jon said that as long as you are willing to join his camp, he can not only ensure your innocence, but also ensure that you become Miss Qingyu's only legal partner."

"Oh." Rhodes looked at him expressionlessly, "Then what's the price, bitch?"

The jailer said in confusion: "I'm not called Goudan."

"No one cares what your name is, tell me the price."

The jailer's expression was a bit deflated, but he still replied respectfully: "As long as you prove throughout the whole process that Miss Qingyu planned the Jianguan incident, he can help you do it."

Rhodes fell into deep thought.

The jailer hurriedly said: "Mr. Rhodes, please think about it carefully. When you work for His Excellency Qingyu, it is nothing more than her promise to list you as one of her many companions. If you assist Lord Zuo Qiong to become the king, you will serve as the king's deputy." If you have the same identity as her, you can become her only legal partner. This is something that Your Excellency Qingyu cannot do at all costs, because she is a guardian and a candidate for king, and she naturally protects countless people, and she should be like this. If she becomes a king, she will never have fewer partners, but more."

Rhodes woke up from his reverie and threw the letter back: "Sorry, I can't agree."

The jailer suddenly became anxious: "Why? With your smart mind, it's impossible to think clearly. Whatever His Excellency Qingyu can give you, His Excellency Jon can give you. What she can't give, His Excellency Jon can also give it to you."

Rhodes smiled and said: "Do you think I am a fool? Why should I believe you? Besides, Miss Qingyu has promised to be my only partner, and has also allowed me to have more partners, why should I go with you?"

The jailer's expression suddenly became very strange.

"Are you kidding again? You are still a student and a quasi-combatant, not even a formal one. Even if Mr. Qingyu is crazy, the Discipline Committee and the Royal City Council will not agree."

Rhodes lay on the single bed, crossed his legs, and said casually: "Forget it if you don't believe it."

The jailer's expression turned green and red, but he still said: "No matter what, Lord Jon's door will always be open to you."

Put away the letter and turn around to leave.

Rhodes looked at his retreating back and fell into deep thought again.

He originally thought that Jon might be the mastermind behind this, or even a doomsday cultist, but looking at it now, it was unlikely.

Otherwise, he would never bring this matter up again, but would cut off his relationship with Gregor as soon as possible and blame everything on the dead man.

The dead are always the best scapegoats.

Rhodes had thought through all this before taking action. The only question was how to kill?

The pendant Qingyu gave him perfectly solved this problem.

Obviously, Qingyu also thought of this. The heroes are indeed attracted to each other and have similar views.

But then again, Jon's failure to do so proved that he simply wanted to use this matter to attack another candidate.

He even thought it was another candidate who did it, but there was no evidence.

That's right, the candidate is not a fool, why should he be a traitor who eats shit every day?

However, it would be of no benefit to Trolian if they continued fighting like this. Why didn't the king stop it?

Qingyu said that Wang has become reclusive in recent years. What is he doing?

Playing hide-and-seek with his thousand wives every day?

While he was thinking, another jailer came in.

With a kacha sound, he opened the cell door and said politely: "Mr. Rhodes, the Supreme Council invites you to meet with the king."

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Sorry, the update is a few minutes late. . . . I have already done nucleic acid tests. It’s not COVID-19. It’s fine here in Wuhan. Thank you for your concern. I’ll be able to update normally when the fever subsides a little tomorrow.