Chapter 547
In the Sky Palace, there is dead silence.
The night is dark, the bright moon is hidden, the stars are shining, and everything is silent.
Silent Brandon Desalion sits on the stairs outside the palace, scratching his head with both hands and messing up the fire-red hair. There is no smile at the corners of his mouth, and his dark eyes are completely gone. Style.
He especially wants to yell at someone now, but he doesn’t even know what to yell...
There is only a mess in his mind, and his mood is extremely bad—even himself I almost died that time in Glacier Wasteland, and I was not as uncomfortable as it is now.
Just now, a night watchman came here.
Loren ·Torino... his own wizard advisor... the guy who couldn't die in the glacier wasteland for a month, even the Evil God apostle could not kill...
Dead?
Under his repeated questioning and the threat of being "polite", the night watchman finally made it clear-Loren was only seriously injured and fell into the water.
Oh, there are also major bleeding, damage to the organs, exhaustion of energy, more skin injuries and a through injury of the heart position. These "small problems"...
This is still What a small problem, this is clearly telling myself that he is dead!
It's the beginning of the spring season. Although the sky is warming up, the water in the Baoshi River is still very cold, and many places have not even thaw... The cold river water has caused serious injuries, and it is impossible for anyone to survive!
Twenty-two night watchmen encircled and suppressed;
Rout Infinit personally took action;
Nearly one hundred night watchmen chased and killed;
>In such a certain death situation, he actually escaped again and again, and even almost succeeded in getting rid of the night watchman's pursuit-or if it weren't for his insistence on killing Root Infinit, Maybe he's already...
No...impossible; Brandon slowly lifts the head, gazing at the stars with his dim eyes, and sighs softly.
Although I don’t know why Loren insisted on killing Root Infinite, from the very beginning he has no chance of winning; because the person who wants to kill him is father, who wants to balance the power , The supreme emperor who maintains the authority of the empire.
It is estimated that by tomorrow, Holy Cross Church and the old school nobles should get the news...They will probably clap their hands and celebrate, and then be shocked by father's decisive and fierce wrist?
There is also the Imperial Family wizard Academy that supports itself...should also understand the warnings, and will converge without excessive expansion in Chamber of Commerce and guilds.
What is power... This is power.
Churches, wizards, nobles, merchants, common people... among the various classes of forces, none of them can be made bigger, and any one of them has an object of checks and balances, and must rely on the authority of the Supreme Emperor; all must be willing , The respectful acknowledge allegiance is at the foot of the sky palace.
What the emperor needs is not admiration and worship, no one can make everyone happy acknowledge allegiance;
What the emperor wants is not terror and fear. The existence of these can only explain the imperial power. Weak and weak, we will encounter resistance like howling wind and torrential rain if we are weak;
What the emperor wants...is awe, an absolute transcendent mediator's status; an almost deified identity, let all All the forces and people must rely on him, and absolutely cannot resist him.
This is my father, the supreme emperor of the Twelfth generation of the Sackland Empire, His Majesty Eckhardt II.
Brandon knows this, and knows very well that he can still stand here alive, isn't it because of this?
Father needs himself to counterbalance his beloved brother Connold.
His Royal Highness got up, and just turned behind him, his steps immediately stopped in place.
Rout Infinite, I don't know when he has been standing behind him... Under his brown curly hair are the already pale sideburns, and his golden pupils like solar flares cannot see his expression.
Brandon was slightly nodded, his messy hair and collar concealed his expression.
"Your Highness, it's getting late." Rutte smiled slightly, his injuries didn't seem to cause any inconvenience to his actions, and he respectfully saluted Brandon:
"At this time, you should go back to rest...Be careful of colds."
"Hmm...I see, Rout Infinit Uncle." The next second, Brandon's face Shang once again filled with a bright smile: "many thanks for reminding, but today’s day is a bit long and too boring."
"It’s okay, you will gradually get busy in the future." Rutte's expression Very subtle, with his hands behind his back, his expression respectful, no sneer at all because of his old age: "Your Highness's growth is obvious to all."
"Really?" Shrugged slightly, Brandon turned around with an indifferent expression; leaving Root behind his head, he stepped down the stairs.
"Edward is awake. If your Highness is free...you might as well go and see him."
The ignored Lute Infinite didn't care, and still spoke calmly. Said.
His Royal Highness did not turn around, but the steps he had just taken stopped in the air.
"Why am I looking at him?"
Route Infinite slightly smiled, as if Brandon’s words were not a question... he was already tempted, but not yet I am willing to admit it.
"You can ask him... whether Loren Torino is alive or dead; and in the future he will be your personal guard and also the leader of the night watchman of Imperial Capital."
Langdon eyes shrank, but restrained and didn't turn around, but just retracted his steps.
"You...will continue to monitor me?"
"Edward's most important mission has always been not to monitor you...but to protect you as your escort-starting today , I will not give Edward any more orders, you can absolutely trust him."
Brandon's expression was confused, his eyes flickered, guessing the meaning behind this sentence.
What do you mean... Give the night watchman of Imperial Capital into your own hands?
What is he going to do?
"We know that the private transaction between Edward and Loren... fell into the water and died? For such a far-fetched reason, I will not let him live to see the sun tomorrow."
Route Infinite laughed, but smiled even more than the evil spirits send cold shivers down one's spine: "Loren Torino is still alive is not in my plan, but Edward's behavior did not exceed my expectations."
When he tilted his head, Brandon's expression became even more puzzled.
"Don't you understand... Whether Loren Torino is dead or alive is not in your father's consideration. The whole plan is not aimed at him, but the various forces of Imperial Capital." Rutte The tone slowed down, but the voice became more and more gloomy:
"Suppress the old-school aristocracy, suppress the church, and support the Chamber of Commerce and wizard classes of Imperial Capital... This is the purpose of the whole plan, and it is also the latest of Imperial Capital. The root of the turmoil."
"But...this kind of thing cannot be personally presented by your majesty, it must be caused by external forces, and then your majesty will end and clean up the mess!"
"So …I’m back?" Brandon murmured.
"Yes, you are back." Rutte Infinite bowed and saluted: "Being able to walk to this step... means that your abilities and skills have been recognized by your majesty."
"So...the father wants Siscott Charn to die?"
"The death of Siscott Charn, the church's Webb priest, your wizard advisor... These are not in His Majesty's plan; but what they do or do not do, death or life, will not change the final outcome." Ruth's gentle expression was ruthlessly cold.
"Siscott will definitely die, but it doesn’t matter when he dies; Wizard Academy will definitely win, and it doesn’t matter how he wins—Your Majesty doesn’t need it, and doesn’t care about it; he only cares. Only you, Your Highness."
"oh?" Brandon’s pupils shrank, and the smile on his face became more and more difficult, just like as if having a fish bone stuck in one's throat: "From When did...father care about my disgraced son?"
"Eboden...The Holy Blood Potion incident was an opportunity given to you by your Majesty, and you passed it smoothly." Root's attitude was humble. And submissively: "The Fortress of Broken Boundary Mountain is the second test, and you have also done it beautifully."
"Your strength, wrist and overall outlook are worthy of your majesty's care!"
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The other party's voice was still humble and submissive, but Brandon squeezed his fist.
This guy... really wants to punch him in the face!
"So... give me the night watchman and Edward from Imperial Capital, just like you assisted my beloved brother?" Brandon tried to make his voice lighter: "In that case , Then why kill Loren?"
"I repeat, Your Majesty; I don’t care if Loren Torino is dead or alive, and Your Majesty doesn’t care either." Lut Infinit A soft smile: "And my allegiance...forever only your Majesty!"
"The true watchman for Connold, who observes your'night watch'...is Princess Zhang Feitroni De Your Royal Highness Salion."
The voice fell, and the stared wide-eyed Brandon suddenly looked sideways!
Rut Infinite still smiles, slightly nodded:
"Wake up, Your Royal Highness Brandon... The time for playing and making trouble is over, it’s up to you to grow up Time!"