After Becoming The Tyrant

After Becoming The Tyrant CH 066 The Light Of Literature And Art

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The year was coming to an end.

There were only a few days left in December, and the shadow of the plague in Koszoya was gradually being dispelled during these days when the King was in the southeast. While the city was being cleaned up, the citizens were hurriedly preparing for the Christmas celebrations under the leadership of city officials.

It was in this atmosphere that Clark, led by a royal attendant, walked into the mansion where the King lived temporarily.

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Years of a wandering life have left him shockingly thin, and these days, day and night, painting without any sense of day or night had almost drained all the energy of this penniless painter. If it weren’t for his overly bright eyes, as if all his life force was burning, he would almost be no different from a living corpse.

He was originally a student of an outstanding master of the Ike painting school of thought, but he questioned the classic Ike painting theory and was expelled by his teacher. Later, because he was drunk, he accidentally said in a tavern that “painting, as an art of expressing emotions and thoughts, should not be limited to religious themes”, and was reported.

The “Capital of Art” where he was at that time was very close to the city where the Holy Court was located. If not for a friend who took the risk to alert him, he might not even have a chance to escape, and he would have been directly burned on the stake.

Clark had to hide his name and cross the Abyss Strait, coming to Legrand where the influence of the Holy Court was relatively small compared to other countries, and became a nameless wandering painter.

Today’s decision was his most risky yet.

The proprietor of the tavern thought he was crazy——a nobody artist like him wanted to invite the King to see his paintings!

Clark waited several days outside the King’s residence.

There were too many people who came here to file lawsuits, and a wandering painter had no sense of existence. But things took a turn for the better when the tavern keeper tried to force him back. General Sheehan, who came back from his inspection, saw his painting by chance, and the noble knight-general promised to mention it in front of the King.

That was how he happened to be here today.

Clark’s breathing came a little short, and his usually steady hand trembled uncontrollably while holding his paintbrush.

——He had a wish. He hoped that his new painting method and concept could be spread, which was almost impossible for one such as him who left the art capital.

But, today, he felt that this was his only chance to make his wish come true.

Was it possible?

Could Legrand’s King grant his wish?

He did not know.

The door of the King’s study was right in front of him, and the attendant pushed the door open after getting permission.

…………

The King looked at the painter standing before him.

It could be seen that he had likely tried his best to clean himself up before coming here, but the embarrassment of poor economic conditions made it impossible for him to make too many changes. His coat was old, and the exposed lace cuffs were stained with various paints that could not be washed off. His aura, however, reminded the King of his own group of gentlemen from the Lunatic Academy.

Maybe geniuses always had an air of neurosis about them?

Following Mr. Painter was the tavern keeper who temporarily acted as his assistant.

“Relax, gentlemen.” The King withdrew his scrutiny. “You may say what you want.”

He said this largely to the excited and nervous tavern keeper who looked about to faint, because Mr. Painter looked more worryingly exhausted and like he might die suddenly at any time.

——This actually had something to do with the King.

On the one hand, when inspirations surged over him, the painter often forgot himself. On the other hand, it was also because the painter did not know how long the King would stay in Koszoya. He knew that once the King left Koszoya, it would be difficult for him to see the King. Adding the two together, he almost risked his life to finish the painting as quickly as he could.

“I want to dedicate a painting to you.”

Clark made up his mind and said.

After obtaining permission, Mr. Tavern Keeper assisted the wandering painter to display the painting before the King.

In the room, besides the King, were the Master of Households, Mr. Charles, and several other city officials. But after the painting was erected, almost everyone’s eyes were attracted by that painting.

Contrary to all the paintings seen before, there was no trace of religion in this painting.

Time suddenly turned back, and the great plague in December suddenly jumped out again, spreading before people’s eyes.

The gloomy atmosphere in the painting collided with the splendid light. Dark clouds pressed down on the city of Koszoya. On the streets, large and small, there were countless moaning patients hidden in the shadows. People’s memories of that disaster were awakened again, and those sorrows and deaths floated in front of them.

But death and despair were not the subject of this painting.

The sick struggled to raise their heads from the shadows, the King’s attendants stood in the streets distributing rose coins to the people, and crows fluttered their wings on the tall building of the Free Chamber of Commerce headquarters. In the sky, in those thick dark clouds, bright light broke through the clouds and spread to the whole city.

The light fell on the faces of the patients who raised their heads, fell on the scattered crows, and fell on those knights in armor…..Light and shadow, death and life, all those strong emotions full of trembling power surged out from the painting.

This was a painting without God, but it taught people to be reverent.

The city officials stared at it tremblingly, wondering where their awe came from. How could a painting make people feel that there was some terrible power hidden in the brushstrokes?

They didn’t even understand what that power was.

The frozen silence caused cold sweat to roll down the tavern keeper’s forehead. The reason he would accompany Clark was partly because he had a good relationship with Clark, and partly because he thought the painting was really good. Although he couldn’t tell what was so good about it. So he followed along with a gambler’s mentality.

But the current silence could not help but make him have strong doubts.

“I noticed that this painting of yours is not created in the style of Ike, is it a new technique you have developed yourself?”

In the silence, the King broke the silence.

Clark was a little surprised at the sharpness of the King’s eyes.

He replied: “Yes, I don’t create with transparency effect.”

Ikeism painting used transparent pigments layered on the canvas. But this often required waiting for each layer of paint to dry before proceeding to the next layer of overpainting. This was the painting method that painters were accustomed to use today, and it could make the painting show a strong sense of reality.

When Clark was studying painting, he tried to point out that this painting method, in addition to the defect that the colors were sometimes difficult to blend and connect, also tended to rigidize the thinking of painting and was not easy to express the painter’s thoughts flexibly.

However, his suggestion was not recognized at that time, and instead angered his mentor.

Art was used to praise God, and it needed to be treated seriously. In Will City, which was close to the Holy Court, Clark’s thinking could be called rebellious. He was therefore expelled from Ikeism, and later persecuted for “heretical speech”.

During his long wandering life in Legrand, Clark often faced the problem of needing to finish a painting faster. During this process, he gradually explored a painting method different from the transparent painting method.

“The King and His City” adopted this new direct painting method.

“I call it the ‘direct painting method’.” The thin painter’s eyes were bright and his tone was slightly excited when he talked about his hard work, “Besides that it can be completed quickly, the more important thing is that it is conducive to express the artist’s feelings, and painting is not just to depict those icons! Mortals can also be painted by the brush.”

The tavern keeper almost fainted.

He really wanted to gag Clark’s mouth, why did this guy seem like a different person when he spoke of his beliefs!

Just when the tavern keeper was trembling with fear and sweating, someone applauded gently.

It was the King.

He looked at the painting and applauded it.

Immediately afterwards, applause broke out in the room, and everyone applauded for the painting.

“Mortals should also be painted by the brush. You are right, sir.”

The King made his assessment.

The tension in Clark’s heart finally completely relaxed.

Overwhelmed with joy, he couldn’t help but smile brightly.

Because of his beliefs, his fiancée left him and he had to leave home and wander in an unfamiliar country. This young genius from the art capital became a nobody who painted portraits for a living.

More than ten years of suffering, more than ten years of wishful thinking, more than ten years of being misunderstood…..Amidst this applause, the past that was ridiculed, despised, and ignored was finally rewarded. His beliefs that were dismissed as “unrealistic” finally got the applause they deserved.

He wanted to laugh, and he wanted to cry.

“A seat for our illustrious Mr. Painter.”

The King said to the Master of Households, smiling.

Just as the Master of Households was about to carry out the King’s order, he saw the painter, who had just made a speech, fall forward without warning, and fell to the floor with a “thump”.

Everyone in the room was taken aback by the turn of events.

The Master of Households hurried forward and turned over Mr. Painter. He stretched out his hand, then looked up at the King dumbfounded: “He fell asleep.”

——As soon as the tight strings were loosened, coupled with the high-intensity painting for many days, this gentleman should have been lying down long ago, but his will supported him to finish speaking his philosophies in front of the King.

“Alright.”

The King looked helplessly at Mr. Painter who fell on the floor, completely out cold.

He didn’t intend to blame Clark for his impolite behavior, so he ordered the Master of Households: “Take our painter down to have a good rest. I’m afraid he will make people think that despite the enormity of Legrand, we can’t even feed a court painter.”

The worries that the tavern keeper, who had developed a good relationship with Clark these days, was holding tightly, finally let go.

The attendants came in quickly and carried out the down-on-his-luck painter who was sleeping soundly in front of the King. The Master of Households understood the meaning of the King and followed.

The city officials withdrew with the tavern keeper, leaving only the King and his godfather in the room.

“William also liked to support some starving painters.”

Charles seemed to have remembered something, and said to the King with a smile.

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“I am hardly supporting some starving painter.” The King replied, “This is the light of literature and art I want.”

Under the shadow of theocracy, the voices uttered by mortals themselves, the light they strive to find. In the eyes of the King, this was even more useful than aid from Hell.

The shackles were as heavy as a mountain, but someone would always burst out with an unyielding cry from the cracks.

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After The Vicious Cannon Fodder Was Reborn

After The Vicious Cannon Fodder Was Reborn CH 288 Engagement Ceremony Part 1

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After being forced by Xiao Qi Dad and Mother Li to attend for half a month’s worth of appointments in the beauty salon, Tao Mu and Li Xiaoheng finally made it to their engagement, despite all the unscrupulous media outside claiming they were “getting plastic surgery for love”.

The day of the engagement ceremony was also full of chaos. Li Xiaoheng had it a little better, but Tao Mu was woken up by old Mr. Song at four o’clock in the morning. Because of the Song family’s ancestral traditions, on the day of their wedding, the men of the clan have to cook for their wives a “century-old happiness soup”. It symbolized that the couple would live together for a hundred years.

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According to old Mr. Song, the engagement ceremony was not a marriage wedding, and Tao Mu didn’t need to make the soup himself. But Tao Mu was familiar with the Song family’s family traditions, and also regarded this engagement ceremony as very important. So he insisted on getting up early to make the soup. Old Mr. Song couldn’t hold back his grandson, and of course he wanted to see the Song family’s family traditions carry forward in Tao Mu’s hands. So Tao Mu was woken up ungodly early that morning.

The so-called “century-old happiness soup” was actually made with lily, goji berry and black chicken. Stewed slowly in a pot, the chicken was stewed until it was tender and practically melting, and the broth had a clear layer of oil on the surface, with the fragrance of lotus peas and lily filling the room. It could help with dryness, invigorate one’s energy and replenish one’s blood, moisturize the skin and prevent aging, as well as nourish the brain. It could be said to be a must-have supplement for the women in the Song family’s inner courtyard. Of course, it was also very suitable for Li Xiaoheng, an old leftover man who was getting older and often needed to work overtime in front of a computer screen.

Because time was precious, Tao Mu had to ask a makeup artist to help him do his makeup and styling while he kept watch on the bubbling broth. As the owner of a film and television company with the most potential in China’s entertainment industry, Tao Mu’s team of makeup artists was of course the best in the country. Before, they had tailored several classic looks for the hero and heroine of “Fashion Storm”, and was later signed by Tao Mu to his film and television company. So they have also seen big scenes.

However, no matter how savvy these make-up artists were, they had never seen the flashy operation of making soup while doing make-up on the day of one’s own engagement ceremony. The camera team of FlyNews.com followed the whole process, and felt that this family tradition of the Song family was particularly worth mentioning.

“Not only handsome and rich, he can also cook? Who wouldn’t want to marry such a man!” The employees of FlyNews.com sighed for the Nth time, feeling that Xiaoheng Capital’s CEO Li was just too lucky to catch their boss.

Mr. Li, who was particularly lucky, was so excited that he didn’t sleep all night. He just tossed and turned restlessly until the next morning. That fairer complexion from a rigorous beauty regime when paired with two big dark circles made him look like a panda indeed.

“Panda spirit turning into a human? In my brother Mu’s heart, our Eldest Brother is definitely more precious than any national treasure.” The little sister of the Li family joked with a smile as she watched her eldest brother obediently let makeup be put on him by his mother in front of the dressing table.

As soon as this was said, all the Li family members laughed out loud. There was quite a kind of old comfort in the family that “the eldest son and grandson who have been in stock for a long time was finally cleared”.

Second Brother Li tugged at the sleeves of Li Xiaoheng’s robes, and said with a smile, “I think Eldest Brother looks handsome in the bright red ceremonial robes.”

Because of old Mr. Song’s proposal, the two children’s engagement ceremony was finally decided to be held in the Chinese style. So on the day of the engagement ceremony, Tao Mu and Li Xiaoheng would enter the venue wearing red auspicious ceremonial robes. Since graduating from high school, the Li siblings have never seen their eldest brother wearing clothes other than a suit. Now they suddenly see their eldest brother wearing an old-fashioned groom’s robes. Everyone felt it was very novel.

Li Xiaoheng, who had always been taciturn, was even more speechless under the surrounding eyes of his whole family. Fortunately, this kind of zoo enclosure feeling did not last long. Right on time, the two families rushed to the engagement ceremony together.

The venue of the engagement ceremony was a five-star hotel owned by Fengxing Group. In fact, according to the thinking of the Li family, since they knew of old Mr. Song’s heart knot, they proposed to hold the engagement ceremony in Song Ji.

But old Mr. Song declined. He could understand the kindness of the Li family, but out of practical considerations, the two families had too many guests, and security issues had to be taken into consideration, so the Song family’s courtyard was actually not suitable for such a venue. Besides, the Li family had agreed that all procedures of the engagement ceremony would be handled according to the traditions of the Song family. Old Mr. Song reciprocated in kind, and also wanted to make the Li family look good. So since the format of the engagement ceremony was according to the Tao family’s idea, it was fair that the venue was chosen at the Li family’s hotel.

At 11:58 in the morning, the engagement ceremony officially began.

The big red carpet had been laid from the entrance of the hotel to the scene of the engagement ceremony. The original luxurious European-style banquet hall had been redecorated in an antique Chinese style. The guests of the two families sat on the left and right sides respectively——on the left were mostly Tao Mu’s friends, friends in the entertainment industry, and some business partners connected with FlyNews.com. Star-studded big names filled the room. It was comparable to the award ceremony of the Golden Crow Awards. On the right, most of them were old friends and business allies of the Li family, and basically every one of them had been featured in financial magazines.

The group of famous celebrities sitting in the guest section on Tao Mu’s side whispered: “…..Why do I suddenly have the illusion of participating in a film crew’s investment promotion meeting? It feels like all the investors, advertisers and organizers are sitting opposite.”

The old friends who were sitting in the guest section of the Li family were also commenting: “…..It’s like attending the awards ceremony of a film festival. Zhou Yanqing and Fang Ruoti and other Hong Kong stars also came. My daughter likes Zhou Yanqing very much. Say, should I go over later and ask for an autograph?”

The members of the Li family and the elders of the Tao family who were sitting at the close family table smiled from ear to ear. Grandpa Li triumphantly cupped his hands at old Mr. Song: “Congratulations to the in-laws.”

Old Mr. Song also smiled back: “The same to you!”

Mother Li took Xiao Qi Dad’s hand and sighed: “My son is incompetent. He was so excited last night that he didn’t fall asleep. When we came over together this morning, there were big dark circles under his eyes. What a waste of the more than half of a month’s worth of beauty care.”

Meng Qi just smiled: “It’s okay. Xiao Mu also woke up very early today. He was making soup for Xiao Heng. Century-old happiness soup, it has beautifying and health benefits.”

He continued: “Xiao Mu’s mother-in-law, you can rest assured to hand over your son to Xiao Mu. Although our Xiao Mu is young, he knows how to cherish others. He will definitely treat Xiao Heng well.”

Mother Li smiled widely: “I am assured of Xiao Mu’s character. Don’t worry about it, Xiao Heng’s father-in-law, our Xiao Heng will also treat Xiao Mu well.”

The chatter of the two elders was overheard by the guests in the seats next to them. The group of people stared wide-eyed in disbelief. They never expected that Li Xiaoheng, who looked rigid and serious, was actually the one below.

No wonder the Li family’s relatives and friends section was arranged on the right in this engagement ceremony! And the old gentleman of the Li family had boasted of Li Xiaoheng’s ability this time, that he was able to bring such a good granddaughter-in-law as Tao Mu home. Now it seemed that this grandson of the Li family was indeed capable. But it was not the ability to bring a good wife home, but the ability to find a good husband to marry off!

The celebrity friends on Tao Mu’s side also winked at each other secretly. When Tao Mu was filming before, Li Xiaoheng often came to visit the set, and they all saw the interaction between Li Xiaoheng and Tao Mu. At that time, they thought Li Xiaoheng was the one on the top. They really didn’t expect it…..as expected of Mr. Tao!

Not knowing that the unintentional chat between the two parents had caused such a big misunderstanding. Tao Mu stood in the waiting room with a solemn expression. He was so nervous his palms were sweating. Standing next to him, Li Xiaoheng, who was also very nervous, was keenly aware of his little fiancé’s emotions, stretched out his hand and quietly wrapped it around Tao Mu’s palm, and asked warmly, “What’s wrong?”

“It’s fine!” Tao Mu shook his head slightly, and under the wide hem of his robes, he clasped his fingers with Li Xiaoheng’s, palm against palm, and whispered, “I’m a little scared.”

Don’t know what was going on, but Tao Mu was very calm when he was making soup and putting on makeup, and he was also very calm when they drove all the way here. But once he entered the hotel, his heart began beating very hard. Standing in the waiting room now, he was even more nervous. His knees felt a little weak, and he dared not take a step.

“Me too.” Li Xiaoheng clenched Tao Mu’s hand tightly, and responded, “But I’m no longer afraid when I see you. Because I know that no matter what the future looks like, you will be by my side.”

As long as you are here, even if the future is unknown, I will not be afraid anymore.

Tao Mu turned his head to look at Li Xiaoheng, feeling the warmth of Li Xiaoheng’s palm and his firm gaze, he suddenly smiled too.

“You’re right.” Tao Mu nodded and said with a smile, “I’m not afraid anymore.”

In the banquet hall, the master of ceremonies shouted loudly: “…..Next, let us invite the two grooms to come on stage.”

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Under the wide robes, Li Xiaoheng tickled Tao Mu’s palm with his little finger. The two took a deep breath at the same time. Under the eager and blessing eyes of all relatives and friends, they walked out of the slightly dim waiting room and entered the banquet hall step by step.

Behind the two, their shadows stretched and then merged into one. Accompanied by the light from overhead, it flickered slowly following its owners. At that moment, it seemed that the shadow that had been imprisoned for a long time finally broke free from its fate and walked towards a new life.

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After Becoming The Tyrant

After Becoming The Tyrant CH 065 The Royal Court Of Law

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General Karl’s outstretched hand trembled violently. He originally wanted to take the letter, but at this moment it felt as if he touched a flame. He looked up at young Ferri III in disbelief.

“Le…Legrand?”

General Karl asked.

The war between Bressi and Legrand had lasted for hundreds of years. The two sides have shed countless blood on the battlefield. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were life and death enemies.

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“The knights who pledged allegiance are not as good as Legrand, who has been an enemy for generations. People in the future will think it is absurd to even talk about it.” Ferri III smiled slightly, “The “Holy Order” has circulated again, we don’t have the time to quibble over the status of our ally.”

The Holy Order was an important document circulated in all countries within the Holy See’s sphere of influence during the ninth century. The content included the letters of the bishops of the Holy See and the documents of the conferences with various countries. Rather than calling it a “Holy Order”, it would be better to call it a “knife on the king’s throat”.

In the Holy Order, the Holy See once again emphasized the absolute status of the Holy See, taking the appointment and removal of bishops away from the king in the form stipulated in documents. In Bressi, the abbey nobles and monasteries controlled nearly one-third of the land, and after these bishops were completely controlled by the Holy Court, Bressi actually saw the appearance of a “state within a state”.

“It was true that Legrand’s overseas spies are cautious, but after all, they are separated by a strait.” Ferri III said indifferently, “Collect the movements of the lowland countries controlled by the Holy Court and pass them on to Legrand.”

General Karl understood what Ferri III meant.

Their cooperation with Legrand would never be made public, and it was even more like a temporary alliance between the wolf and the lion than that of a true “ally”.

Once the Pope’s scheme succeeded, Bressi and Legrand would face the most dire crisis at the same time.

Therefore, Bressi paid attention to the actions of the Holy Court on behalf of Legrand, hoping that Legrand would contain the power of the Holy Court. And Legrand would send a way to help the King of Bressi not be controlled by the coronation and baptism, so as to avoid Legrand having to face a Holy Court with a real kingdom overnight.

General Karl must ensure that those who carried out the order did not know the inside story. Bressi’s royal spies would only think that they were collecting information to serve the royal family, but they would not know that the information would cross the strait and be sent to Legrand’s king.

If either party was exposed, the other party would never admit to anything.

There was no sincerity at all, and the two sides were nothing but accomplices with no trust.

“Have our warriors prepare armor and swords.”

Ferri III said while looking out of the window, as if he could see the aggressive papal delegation.

General Karl obeyed and withdrew.

…………

In the territory of Bressi, Kolo City.

Under the gray sky, a deacon and a man with a hood got off a black carriage. The man was holding a black leather box. They hurried through the street to the gate of the monastery.

At this time, the Pope’s mission was stationed in the monastery in Kolo City, and the heavily armed Templar knights surrounded the Pope’s resting place. The two approached, and the longsword of the Templar knight was raised immediately, the light flickering off the sword cold and overwhelming.

The deacon raised his hand to show the Templar the papal order in his hand.

The Templar put away his sword and stepped out of the way.

“Let’s go, Mr. Ansel.” The deacon turned his head and said to the man in the hood who seemed afraid of being seen.

The black curtained carriage that sent them moved forward slowly, and when the wheels rolled, bright red blood dripped down continuously, as if the other people in the carriage had all been killed.

The person called “Ansel” shuddered and followed the deacon into the monastery.

As the most powerful within the entire Holy Court, the room where the Pope rested in the monastery could be called simple. Apart from the luxurious Holy Court carriage, the Pope had no other luxuries on this trip.

The deacon solemnly stepped into the Pope’s lounge, followed by Ansel. As soon as he entered, his breathing felt slightly suffocated. In the small room sat two bishops of the Holy See cardinals, one was very young and the other was white-haired. And other people from the Pope’s Secretariat stood quietly at attention.

Unable to restrain his trembling, Ansel took off his hood before entering the room. If General Karl was here, he would be able to recognize him.

He was one of the deacons of the important castles of the Bressi royal family, and was also an earl that was not of a low status at all.

“Prince Charles is willing to dedicate this object to the Holy See.”

Under the signal of the deacon’s eyes, Ansel kneeled down and held the black box high with both hands.

At this time, the Pope was sitting behind the desk in the room, flipping through the documents sent by the Eleventh Ministry. He stopped writing and glanced at the white-haired cardinal.

The old cardinal got up and took the black box from Ansel. The lock of the box was closed, and the deacon stepped forward, took out the key and opened it. A yellowed letter lay on the golden flannel within.

The cardinal picked it up gingerly, inspected it carefully, heaved a sigh of relief, and presented it to the Pope: “Your Holiness, this is it.”

The Pope took the letter.

Ansel knelt on the ground, not daring to move.

He also knew the contents of the letter.

It was a letter written in AD 723 by King Clemo V of Bressi to the Archbishop Encias, in which he promised to hand over to the Holy Court the secular dominion of the entire lowlands and the western part of the kingdom. In history, Clemo V was not the blood of the descendant of the hero king. He killed his brother by means of a conspiracy and ascended to the throne.

At that time, the entire Bressi nobles were clamoring, so fearing the strong criticism in the country, the conspirator Clemo V tried to get aid from the Holy Court.

Unfortunately, soon Clemo V’s knights betrayed and assassinated him. Because Clemo V became the shortest reigning monarch in the history of Bressi, he was nicknamed “the Short-lived King”.

With the death of Clemo V, this letter was sealed together with other documents in Bressi’s royal archives.

However, Ferri III’s younger brother, Prince Charles, who competed with Ferri III for the throne some time ago, stole it at this time and secretly sent it to the Pope.

After the Pope finished reading the letter, he put it down and looked at Earl Ansel, who was prostrate on the ground: “The Holy Court cares about every one of its children, but Prince Charles’ contempt for the Holy Court some time ago made those who care about him heartbroken.”

This was a condemnation, but the tone was gentle.

Earl Ansel knew how to answer. Some time ago, during the battle for the throne, it was customary for the Holy Court to support Ferri III, who was the crown prince. So Prince Charles, who regarded the Holy Court as an enemy, did some disrespectful things.

But that was in the past, wasn’t it?

“Prince Charles has repented of his sins, and he longs to return to the embrace of the Holy Lord. Today, I am here on Prince Charles’ own will, a voluntary act, and the purpose is to redeem his crimes.” Earl Ansel raised his hand and made a sign of the cross on his chest.

The Pope looked at the others in the room: “My dear friends, do you think this poor young man deserves forgiveness?”

The cardinal, the deacon, and the head of the Secretariat looked at each other. They raised their hands and drew a sign of the cross on their chests, reciting: “God, please take pity on me according to your benevolence, and blot out my sins according to your abundant mercy.”

“Father, forgive him, for he does not know what he has done.” The Pope got up and helped up Earl Ansel, who was prostrated on the ground, “The Holy Lord is lenient and merciful, he forgives the mistakes of the lost, and treats them with high hopes.”

“Our Holy Father is merciful.”

The boulder in Earl Ansel’s heart was finally let go, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

“Then relay to him the Lord’s delight at his return, sir.”

The Pope smiled.

After Earl Ansel left, the Pope picked up the letter written by Clemo V which was stamped with the royal family seal of Bressi, and he looked at the capable men in the room: “The Millennial Kingdom is approaching, and we are duty-bound to build His kingdom on earth. St. Peter handed over the two swords to us servants of God, so that we can restore His kingdom.”

Others in the room stood up and crossed themselves: “Holy, holy! Lord of hosts, king of kings!”

Beneath the solemn chanting was the light and shadow of conspiracy and sword.

…………

Legrand, Koszoya.

The shadow of the Black Death receded with the arrival of the King. General Sheehan took this opportunity to seize the time to organize citizens to join the cleansing operation of the entire city. People scoured the streets with buckets, and the urban sewage system started by Mr. Architect unfurled three times faster than before.

The blockade was lifted.

Those originally worried sick, for fear that the Black Death would spread to their own cities, also breathed a sigh of relief. After the Koszoya plague incident, the dissident voices about the Free Chamber of Commerce in the southeast finally gradually faded away.

Since he came to the southeast in person, after finishing the matter of Koszoya, the King took this opportunity to personally handle some affairs along the southeast coast.

As a king, there were two most important responsibilities, one was to lead the army to fight, and the other was to administer justice.

During the period of Mad King Henry, in order to suppress the power of local lords, shortly after the abolition of divine judgment, the trial power of most cases was transferred from the lord’s court of law to the royal court of law. During the period of William III, the royal family set up the central royal court of law, and at the same time set up the royal circuit court to reduce the burden of the central court.

The courts of law, which were supposed to be regularly patrolled, were put on hold due to previous civil unrest and subsequent events. If one wanted to conduct judicial proceedings, one could only go north to the Metzl Palace. Since the King was in the southeast at this time, it was really good news for those who have been waiting for their lawsuit for a long time.

The King also intended to use this opportunity to achieve some goals.

The great nobles of the manors in the southeast were one of the groups most affected by the rise of commerce in Legrand, and their power was far less than that of the northern landlords. During the trials, the King took the opportunity to deprive some nobles of the land that they had taken from the peasants through bankruptcy.

In the name of the royal family, he rented out these lands at low prices to some free people who were facing the situation of becoming serfs.

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Charles was silent for a while after witnessing how the King granted a land disputed by two families to a third family and provoked a fight between the traditional aristocratic forces in the city.

——It had to be said that the monarch had never been fair and benevolent when it came to controlling power.

After the King settled a territorial dispute that day, General Sheehan reported:

A painter asked to see the King.

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After The Vicious Cannon Fodder Was Reborn

After The Vicious Cannon Fodder Was Reborn CH 287 “Soldier Elite” Launches & Big Pig Trotters

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“Hahahahahaha…..”

“What the hell’s plastic surgery for love, those gossip reporters are too good at making up stories.” That night, Tao Mu, who finally dug free from the deep pit of beauty care, was called out by Long Tianao on the phone to attend hia pre-engagement stag party. Also attending the party were Tao Mu’s relatives and friends, such as Da Mao, Xiao Pang, Feng Yuan, the Yun siblings, Gou Rixin, Qin Miaoru and gang. Even many celebrities who live far away in Hong Kong have freed up time to come to Beijing to join in the fun.

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As the host of the party, Mr. Tao, who had just been exposed on the Internet for “doing plastic surgery for love”, was unsurprisingly met with inhuman ridicule by everyone at the dinner table.

“Let me tell you, these reporters dared to act so boldly because your two families are about to hold an engagement ceremony, and can’t send a lawyer’s letter at this juncture.” Long Tianao laughed until tears flowed out: “Do you want to think about letting loose your Lawyer Zhou from FlyNews.com to scare these gossip tabloids who don’t know what’s good for them?”

“Forget it.” Tao Mu shook his head, and handed over the engagement ceremony invitation to Long Tianao: “You also said it, during such a happy event, I’m too lazy to bother with them.”

While talking, Tao Mu took out the exquisitely crafted invitation letters from his schoolbag and distributed them to everyone one by one. Long Tianao took the invitation letter, read it over and over several times, and eagerly asked Tao Mu if he wanted to do something exciting on his last single night.

Tao Mu didn’t bother to respond to Long Tianao’s immature suggestion. He was a man with a family now, and while he could celebrate leaving the single life, there was no need to mess around.

“The longer you live, the more you are like an old antique!” Long Tianao shook his head exaggeratedly, and said with a sigh: “You have such an old-fashioned mindset, and you also senselessly stepped into the grave so early, what a waste of your attractive pretty face.”

Speaking of this, in fact, many of Tao Mu’s friends found it incredible. It was completely incomprehensible that Tao Mu, as a boss worth tens of billions, insisted on plunging headlong into the deep pit that was the Li family at such a young age, rather than enjoy a few more years of single life. With an engagement ceremony at the age of twenty, looking at this trajectory, who knew, he might even get a marriage certificate as soon as graduation?

Long Tianao beat his chest and sighed, “If I had your face, most of the entertainment industry would be my harem, okay?”

Tao Mu: “…..” Enough of you!

After fooling around with his group of friends for most of the night, when Tao Mu returned home, Li Xiaoheng had already filled the tub with bath water for him.

“So wifely?” Slender fingers nimbly unbuttoned the shirt as their owner, Tao Mu leaned against the door of the bathroom, glancing at Li Xiaoheng sideways. The look in those eyes was particularly seductive.

“I can be even more wifely.” Li Xiaoheng smiled slightly, and simply walked over and held Tao Mu’s slender fingers, doing the rest for their CEO Tao.

Tao Mu chuckled, and directly pulled their CEO Li into the bathtub.

When Tao Mu woke up again, the night was pitch black, and it was already the evening of the next day. There were dots of neon lights coming in through the gaps in the curtains. The TV was on in the living room, old Mr. Song, Liu Yao and Meng Qi were sitting side by side on the sofa eating fruit while watching “Soldier Elite” which had just started broadcasting.

It was now the end of June. Since “Soldier Elite” was a military recruitment promotion drama co-produced by Tao Mu and the military, the main audience target was students from middle school to university. Therefore, the broadcast schedule of “Soldier Elite” was naturally arranged during the summer vacation, and it would be broadcast at 8pm in the National TV’s golden slot time.

This was also Tao Mu’s first drama as a leading actor in the past three years since his debut. So as early as half a month before the broadcast, FlyNews.com and BulletScreen.com conducted a massive publicity campaign with the national channel. From the launch of FlyNews homepage ads to the scrolling of clips on the TV station to the main push of the homepage of BulletScreen to FlyNews’s lottery activities, it was ensured that all viewers who watch TV online could know the broadcast time of “Soldier Elite”.

Such a huge publicity campaign directly caused the ratings of the first episode of “Soldier Elite” to break through 10%. The smooth rhythm, tight plot and humorous lines coupled with the sexy soldier big brothers, and the rush of adrenaline stimulation was not what those sweet and glamorous idol dramas could bring. Even the young ladies and housewives who clamored that they were not interested in military dramas were reluctant to take their eyes off and sat firmly in front of the TV. Not to mention the male audience who already liked watching this kind of TV series.

By the end of the second episode, the ratings of “Soldier Elite” had risen to 10.5%. Among the top ten online real-time searches, three were entries related to “Soldier Elite”. By this time, everyone could say with certainty that this military recruitment promotion drama, which the military and most people in the industry have placed high hopes on, had lived up to expectations and detonated this year’s summer vacation.

When Tao Mu came out of the bedroom, there was a scene on TV where the hero played by Tao Mu entered the new recruits company. Because of his heavy idol baggage, he was instigated by the recruits of the same company to compete with the instructor, but was brutally face-slapped by the instructor.

In order to enrich the plot, the personality of the hero played by Tao Mu was set as a husky who was never cool and handsome over three seconds but was reliable at critical moments, while at other times, all kinds of chaos would be stirred up by him because of his idol baggage. In the early stage of the plot, it was lighthearted and humorous, while in the later stage, there were tears and razor blades, but the final ending was happy. It belonged to the coming of age story genre involving learning and growing up in the midst of chaotic humor and reality checks.

At that time, Tao Mu asked the screenwriting team to go to the army to conduct a survey, and they ended up writing a total of three versions of the script. One of the versions was a documentary style similar to “The Great Wall of Flesh and Blood”, another version was an upgraded style that was more inclined to online feel good webnovels, and the last was a slightly hot-blooded second year junior high syndrome style.

As a result, after the three versions of the script came out, the entire crew discussed it for several days, but still could not make a decision. Tao Mu asked everyone to revise according to the plot outline, and combined the three versions of the script, and finally decided on the current version. In the early episodes there were candies continuously given out while in the later episodes the candies were replaced with razor blades. The plot mainly focused on leveling up and fighting monsters with a romantic subplot, which was a comprehensive upgraded version that moved closer to the k-drama style.

It had to be said that this kind of slightly suspended plot was very suitable for the appetite of audiences in the age group of 17/18 to 25/26 year olds. Specifically, during the commercial period of the first two episodes, many netizens logged into FlyNews and Tieba to discuss the TV plot, actively searched for information on the several main actors, and military fans also posted on professional forums to praise and recommend this drama for those interested in fighting and guns, etc. There were even some Ceramics who felt that the hero of “Soldier Elite” was more handsome than Tao Mu, and abandoned Tao Mu to become fans of the hero.

But what Tao Mu didn’t expect was that even their own old man was one of them.

For example, now——

Old Mr. Song glanced at Tao Mu who slept the whole day away and said with disgust: “Can’t you learn from Zhan Feng, look at how energetic this young man is. Unlike you who laze at home, becoming rusty at such a young age.”

After making a movie with blood, sweat and tears, Tao Mu, who had just returned home for less than a week: “…..”

Even Liu Yao, who had been supportive of him all the time, agreed with old Mr. Song and nodded: “I also think Zhan Feng is more handsome than you. Zhan Feng is manly, while you have a little white face.”

Tao Mu: “…..” Just who the hell forced me to go to the beauty salon for whitening?

Meng Qi also took a look at Tao Mu, and said with a little disgust: “Why do I feel that Zhan Feng’s figure is much better than yours. Have you indulged in the past few days after you came home? You didn’t keep up maintenance on your figure?”

Tao Mu: “…..”

Tao Mu, who was full of indignation, didn’t dare to get angry with his elders, so he could only go to their family’s CEO Li to complain about his grievances. As a result, their CEO Li asked calmly while ladling porridge for Tao Mu: “Honey, did you bring back Zhan Feng’s combat uniform when you came back from wrapping up the film?”

Tao Mu: “…..”

Li Xiaoheng said with a little regret: “Speaking of which, when I went to Africa to visit you at the beginning. Seeing that you were so tired, I didn’t want to exhaust you even more. It’s a pity, you were the mature version of Zhan Feng at that time. You were even more sexy than you were in this drama.”

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In Li Xiaoheng’s words, he dared to have a trace of regret and disappointment! As if he had missed out on a million dollars!

Tao Mu: “…..”

Tao Mu didn’t want to talk to their CEO Li anymore! Tao Mu drank three bowls of porridge angrily, then threw the empty bowl and spoon to Li Xiaoheng! Tao Mu fiercely returned to the bedroom and closed the door with a bang!

Men were all big pig trotters!

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Source of Calamity CH 047 The Icy CEO Fell In Love With Me

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Before the opening, almost all the corporate executives with big names and reputations were sitting in the lounge. Without exception, these people had dealt with Qin Xing. The respectful attitude they had towards Qin Xing was quite an eye-opener for Shen Zhen, but it was probably because they were older that they liked to talk about the past.

“I still remember the first time I met CEO Qin.” Someone said with a smile, “At that time, I felt that CEO Qin was young and promising.”

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“Who said it isn’t so? Mr. Qin’s demeanor back then, tut-tut…..”

“Hey, to tell you the truth, I underestimated Mr. Qin back then.”

…..

Shen Zhen listened with gusto. It was a Qin Xing he didn’t know. He had just returned from abroad at the age of fifteen and carried the entire Qin family on his immature shoulders, opening a road that belonged to him in the thorny commercial field. Shen Zhen felt that he might not be able to do it at the age of thirty-five, let alone at the age of fifteen.

At that time, Qin Xing was the youngest son with several older brothers above him, and it was not his responsibility to inherit the family business. What was more, the Qin family was already going downhill back then. When Qin Xing returned to China, it could be said that he came back in the face of danger. His older brothers were helpless to solve the problems, and could only bet all their hopes on Qin Xing, who was only fifteen years old back then.

Sixteen years old was the age when Qin Xing appeared in everyone’s sight.

He kept all the properties that would have been sold, vigorously purged the top management, and he personally re-selected all the management.

Every decision, every business deal, he had to fight personally.

At the age of fifteen to sixteen, one could just imagine how many people would not accept his leadership.

There was no need to think about it to know what kind of scene Qin Xing faced back then. A chaotic Qin family, brothers who wanted him to solve their problems and then snatch the fruits of victory afterwards, and hostile opponent companies that were eyeing him. At that time, Qin Xing faced enemies on all sides, yet he managed to hold up under the pressure. And it was precisely because he did so that there was the current Qin family and the current Qin Group.

Perhaps in the next few decades, it would be difficult to produce another Qin Xing.

Qin Xing was probably not interested in hearing flattering, so he smiled and said, “It’s the same words every year, let’s change the topic of conversation this year.”

Everyone responded: “It’s true, we are getting older, and we only think about the past.”

“It’s the same with older people.”

Qin Xing just smiled, and he said to everyone: “This is Shen Zhen.”

Shen Zhen, who was sitting on Qin Xing’s left after coming in, smiled politely in response, which gave people the illusion that he was not deeply experienced in society.

Since he came in, everyone had been paying attention to him, but Qin Xing didn’t mention it, so they didn’t ask.

In the past, Qin Xing just introduced Shen Zhen to the bosses of local companies, but this time it was the bosses of all the leading companies in the country.

“This is the child I admire the most, you can call him Xiao Zhen.” Qin Xing said.

He didn’t use the word dote, he used the word admire.

“Another young and promising talent.” Someone quickly answered, “He has the demeanor of CEO Qin back then.”

“What is Xiao Zhen doing now?”

…..

Shen Zhen put on a restrained and mature look: “I just got involved in real estate and network information this year.”

“One is a pillar industry, and the other is an emerging industry.” Someone praised, “Start doing practical things at such a young age, no wonder it is the child Mr. Qin admires, if it was me, I would admire too.”

“Those of us back then cannot be compared to the young ones of today.”

“We’ve become old, the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead.”

Qin Xing listened, with a smile on his face. Shen Zhen didn’t feel much from being praised. He knew that these people weren’t sincerely praising him, but just praised him for Qin Xing’s sake, so there was no need to take it seriously.

After the business lecture started, Shen Zhen and Qin Xing walked to the center of the hall. Qin Xing sat in the center seat in the audience, and Shen Zhen sat next to Qin Xing, surrounded by people who had just been in the lounge.

In addition to well-known entrepreneurs, there were also several rookies who gave speeches on the stage.

——Including Zhao Xuan who was beaten up by Shen Zhen before.

He looked much better than before, probably because he had rearranged his appearance, but his eyes were flickering, as if he was afraid of being retaliated.

It wasn’t until his speech was over that Zhao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

This meeting would also be broadcast live on TV and online.

“Camera! Damn! The camera just passed a super handsome little brother!”

“There are handsome guys in this kind of meeting? I’m so touched, I thought it was all a group of middle aged balding men.”

“When the camera just moved over, it was really a lot of balding heads hahahaha.”

“Poverty makes me have lush and fine hair, wealth make them bald.”

“…..Why am I so poor yet still bald?”

“I have captured the screenshot of the little brother, godzamn, he is exactly the iceberg male protagonist in a novel, he had no expression during the whole process, but he is so handsome!”

“The one sitting next to him is also very handsome, but not necessarily the same handsome, he looks mature and steady at first glance.”

“Sure enough, good-looking people become friends with good-looking people.”

“Maybe they are related?”

“The facial features don’t look alike at all.”

“It was really hard for me to find a handsome guy among a group of middle-aged and elderly people with beer bellies and bald heads.”

“I won’t watch until the camera scans the little brother.”

“By the way, didn’t you guys notice? This conference only invites entrepreneurs, that is to say, this handsome guy is also a CEO.”

“…..Watson, you have discovered a blind spot.”

“I suddenly want to write a novel called “Little Heart Stealer Demoness: The Icy CEO Fell In Love With Me”.”

“Write quickly! I’ll read it!”

Shen Zhen suddenly became popular on the Internet without any knowledge of it.

Young, not bald, good-looking, and a CEO, he perfectly fit the main character set in Mary Sue novels. Shen Zhen’s screenshots were also made into headshots and appeared on various forums and chat tools.

When it was time for dinner at night, Shen Zhen checked WeChat, only to find that he had been picked up by the marketing account.

[Little Pioneer in Entertainment]: I suddenly found that many lovelies have replaced their profile picture with my husband’s picture. Now let’s talk about my husband. My husband’s name is Shen Zhen, and his nickname is Baby Zhen. He is the CEO of Huitong Real Estate, the CEO of Huitong Network Information Company, simply a life winner in capital letters, with Gary Stu stamped on his forehead, a walking male protagonist of romance novels, and can be cold and cute. I must blow a wave of rainbow fart, the photos are as follows, all kinds of Shen Zhen’s Wives, go an save them to your content, you are welcome, please just call me Shen Zhen’s Official Wife.

The photos below were all photos of Shen Zhen attending various open occasions. There were those in which he looked indifferent, those in which he had his head bowed in thought, and those in which he was smiling slightly. They were almost all of him dressed in suits. Shen Zhen had a good figure, and wearing a suit highlighted his body’s advantage.

“Damn damn damn, I never thought that I would have escaped the clutches of idols but not the CEO.”

“My family was already planning to buy a house, but now I have to inquire about Huitong, to support my husband.”

“Are the CEOs so handsome now, I feel despairing inside.”

“Although I’m a man, I don’t mind being my husband’s wife.”

…..

Shen Zhen didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, he didn’t have such experience in his previous life, it seemed that even the world had changed after a different lifetime.

Surrounding him was no longer scheming and intrigue.

“What?” Qin Xing put down the knife and fork, looking over at Shen Zhen who was looking at the phone and smiling foolishly.

Shen Zhen pursed his lips and said with a smile: “It’s nothing, people on the Internet praised me for being handsome.”

Qin Xing said gently: “Xiao Zhen is very good-looking.”

Apart from Shen Zhen, of course other people could also check the news. Su Shiqing, who currently lived in the Chu family, bit his lip as he checked WeChat. Before he knew it, Shen Zhen had already reached this level, but what about him? He lived in the Chu family, but he was not part of the Chu family. The Chu family elders ignored him, so what was the use if the servants liked him?

And he didn’t know what happened with Chu Haoyi recently, he could only see the other once a day.

Su Shiqing squeezed the phone, if not for his lack of strength, he might have crushed the phone.

Don’t know why, but he had a feeling, that everything that Shen Zhen had now should belong to him. He felt that he was no worse than Shen Zhen, but he just lacked opportunities, it was just that no one could back him like Qin Xing backed Shen Zhen.

Su Shiqing suddenly stood up.

That’s right, Qin Xing.

Qin Xing was the key. Qin Xing backed Qin Yue before, and Qin Yue practically controlled half of the Qin family’s voice.

When Qin Xing became displeased with Qin Yue, Qin Yue became worthless and was even sent abroad.

Su Shiqing picked up his phone and called someone he had never contacted before.

“Is it Mr. Zheng?” Su Shiqing’s voice trembled a little, “I’m Su Shiqing.”

The person on the other line asked, “Shi Qing? Why did you contact me suddenly? What’s the matter?”

Su Shiqing quickly said, “It’s like this. I’m in the Chu family now, but I don’t want to trouble the Chu family all the time. I…..I want to work in the Qin Group.”

He was going to get close to Qin Xing. He believed that Qin Xing just didn’t see his advantages. As long as Qin Xing saw him and discovered his good side, he would no longer regard Shen Zhen as a treasure.

Just like Qin Yue.

Qin Yue grew up with Shen Zhen, but didn’t he choose him in the end?

Mr. Zheng said, “It’s not a problem for you to go inside, but I don’t have any power. I can only let you go to the grassroots level.”

Su Shiqing: “Fine, as long as I can get in.”

Mr. Zheng: “By the way, what is your college degree?”

Su Shiqing was stunned, he…..he didn’t go to college. He was brought to the Qin family by Shen Zhen in high school, and he never went to school again.

“Didn’t graduate from high school…..” Mr. Zheng also had a headache, “Qin Group is very strict, and it’s impossible to fake your credentials, but if you want, I can arrange for you to work as a custodian.”

Su Shiqing’s voice was hoarse: “A custodian?”

Mr. Zheng: “It’s indeed an aggrievance to ask you to become a custodian, how about forgetting about it.”

Su Shiqing said tremblingly, “Go, I can do it.”

Mr. Zheng: “Then wait for my news.”

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After hanging up the phone, Su Shiqing sat on the bed in a daze. He never thought he would go work as a custodian. He couldn’t accept this in his heart. It took half an hour before he persuaded himself that if he stayed at the Chu family’s house all the time, then he would really be ruined, he must get close to Qin Xing.

Su Shiqing said to himself: “Xiao Zhen, I don’t intend to replace you on purpose. I just admire Uncle Qin just like you. You will understand me, right? Xiao Zhen?”

At this time, Su Shiqing didn’t know that Qin Yue was going back to China soon. He had already completely forgotten about Qin Yue.

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After Becoming The Tyrant

After Becoming The Tyrant CH 064 The King’s Ally

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“May I be allowed to speak with you alone, Your Majesty.”

Charles frowned.

The Witch didn’t look at Charles, but just stared at the King quietly.

“Of course.” The King raised his hand and interrupted Charles, who was about to say something, “I am very happy to.”

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Charles sighed helplessly, glanced at the Witch, then bowed and left. Only the King and the Witch were left in the bow.

“It seems that Charles should be able to guess what you want to say.” The King glanced at the dark purple tint at the end of the Witch’s eyes. The pale face of Witch Grella matched the ghost ship very well, as if she was the resident ghost of the ghost ship in legend, “What do you want to ask, Miss Griselda.”

“Help. Help that only you can possibly provide.”

The Witch replied, her voice taking on a melancholy tone.

“Tell me.”

The Witch took two steps forward, and put her pale hands on the railing of the ghost ship: “You know, they have their own thoughts and consciousness, and she is called ‘Jenny’.”

Accompanied by the Witch’s words, dark green rose vines suddenly popped up on the railing of the ghost ship. The Witch put her hands on the vine, and folded her hands together. The thin vine in her palm grew a small flower bud at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then under the eyes of the King, a crimson rose bloomed.

The scene was both strange and beautiful.

“Is this your power as a Witch?”

The King looked at the rose with some interest.

“You seem to have a certain degree of tacit understanding with Ms. ‘Jenny’?”

Accompanied by the King’s words, the bow of the ship shook slightly, the range was very small, like a child snorting unhappily.

The Witch picked off the blooming rose: “Sorry, ‘Jenny’ prefers to be called Miss. She is still a little girl.”

The King understood.

He had heard from the Devil that these alchemic half-living ships had their own consciousness, and now it seemed that this consciousness was almost the same as that of a human being, and it also had its own temper.

“Hawkins said that you are very sharp.” The Witch raised her eyes. “After seeing you, I finally confirmed that this is the only credible word he has said for so many years. My soul and the ghost ship are connected as one, and often I am the person actually controlling the ghost ship. I can cooperate with Jenny to bring out her power more.”

Both Charles and Hawkins have mentioned to the King that there was no way for the Witch to leave the ghost ship.

It seemed that was because of this.

“If you want to be able to operate and live on a ghost ship for a long time, you must sign a contract with the ghost ship. Your Majesty, you are a distinguished guest, so you are not included. Every pirate of Walway has a contract with at least one ghost ship.”

The sails of “Jenny” the ghost ship began flapping without the need of wind, as if echoing the Witch’s words.

“I have read some records in ancient books. If the contract signed is old enough, then through special means, the contract can be used to retrieve the soul of the contractor and summon him back in the form of a ghost.” The Witch looked at the sea, “I asked them about the chance to come back in the form of a ghost…..they looked forward to it and were very happy.”

“You want to call your companions back, don’t you?”

The King understood what the Witch meant.

The Witch bowed deeply to the King: “Yes, but the ceremony is too cumbersome and complicated. I need a long preparation, and I may need your help in the future.”

“This should not be an easy task for you.” The King remained calm, “You cherish your companions enough to move all poets.”

“I am one who should have been burned on the stake, but they saved me and gave me a safe place to stay.” The Witch straightened up, “I am willing to use all the secrets I have, all the power, all the ancient sorcery——if you are willing, I want to exchange such a favor with you.”

The King showed his first faint smile of the night: “I am very glad that you are a member of the Walway Pirates. And that my godfather and Mr. Hawkins has been assisted by you for so many years, Miss Griselda.”

“You agree?”

“No.” The King smiled, “This doesn’t require a deal, they are my soldiers, since they want to return in the form of ghosts, then this is also one of my responsibilities.”

Tap, tap, tap.

There was a cheerful sound of wood knocking, the two wooden boards on the bow jumping up automatically and bumping into each other, simulating the action of human clapping.

“It seems that our Miss Jenny also agrees with me.” A rose newly emerged from the railing, rubbed against the King’s hand, swaying. The King obeyed its will and picked it down. Holding up the red rose, he smiled slightly at the Witch, “Then I ask Miss Griselda to spend more effort in the next few days.”

“I will, Your Majesty.”

The Witch bowed deeply, and said “Your Majesty” more solemnly than before.

When she straightened up, the King had already turned and left.

“This is not your safe place. More so, I think…..” The King walked in the direction Charles left, his voice carrying on the night wind, “This is the home of you and all the Walway brothers.”

The Witch was stunned.

She was a late addition to the Walway Pirates.

By the time she became a member of Walway, William III had already died. She just heard some bits and pieces from the mouths of the pirates. Before that, she couldn’t understand why Hawkins and Charles were willing to travel thousands of miles to fight a fierce battle as soon as they received a letter from the Duke of Buckingham.

But now, looking at the King’s back, she seemed to understand something.

On the railing, another rosebud popped out with a “boing”, and the flower bud rubbed against the Witch’s hand, as if expressing its approval of the King.

…………

The King soon learned further how self-aware the “living ship” was.

“F**k! Jenny, I haven’t offended you recently, have I?”

When a pirate with a piece of black cloth tied obliquely on his head was going to take in the cable and stepped on the deck, a small hole appeared in the deck out of thin air. The unlucky Mr. Pirate stepped into the hole and got stuck in midair.

The wine jug, which was randomly thrown on the deck, rolled towards him with two “bang bang” sounds.

“You have seen a joke, Jenny has a bit of a childish temper.”

Charles sighed helplessly.

There were three ghost ships of Walway, one was stingy, one was a warmonger, and the “Jenny” on which the King was on was full of mischief. Sometimes, Charles wondered if it was because they had an out-of-the-ordinary captain such that even the ghost ships were out of tune.

……That envoy ship from Hell was not bad-tempered, but it loved stealing things from the crew. Every few days, pirates full of resentment would go to the cabin to find their own drink money.

“Miss Jenny is quite lovely.”

The King looked at the pirate who was struggling to pull out his leg, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

Seeing this, Charles dispelled the idea of speaking out to stop ‘Jenny’.

Anyway, these guys were not stuck on the deck once or twice, and it was more important to make the King feel lighthearted.

The black cloth pirate didn’t know what their always elegant and fair first mate was thinking, yelling with a bitter face, “Jenny! I was wrong! I don’t dare to litter again!”

He yelled his apologies twice, and promised to wipe the deck for three days, and only then could he pull his foot out of the hole. As soon as he looked up, the black cloth pirate was stupid on the spot.

——The King and Charles stood not far away, looking at this scene.

The black cloth pirate stood at attention, straightened his back, and tried his best to pretend nothing happened.

“Wipe the deck well, sir.”

The King smiled and passed him with Charles.

Black Cloth Pirate: …..Ahhh!

………………

Bressi Kingdom.

The Pope’s convoy had entered the territory of the Bressi Kingdom and was heading towards the capital of Bressi.

The carriage with white and gold as the main colors was spacious and luxurious, and the sacred cross was embroidered on the hanging curtains. Surrounding the carriage were heavily armed Templar knights. There were dark patterns of crosses on the front and back of their armor, and those dark patterns would faintly flash with a subtle luster.

The Pope was not moving fast this way.

Accompanying him was not only the Templar knights, but also a group of priests. The route the Holy Court personnel took did not avoid the places where the plague broke out. If they encountered people infected by the plague on the way, these priests who rarely appeared in front of the world would take action to treat them.

Under the light of the Holy Cross, the sick were brought back to life.

The capital of Bressi, the castle of Acelli.

“…..The Holy Spirit brought down brilliance, and God saved those pious people.”

Ferri III put the letter full of praise on the table heavily, reciting a passage from the letter.

General Karl sat solemnly beside the new Bressi King.

“What a good solution to the Black Death, our good Pope.” At first glance, Ferri III’s gray eyes carried a smile, but the smile didn’t actually reach his eyes at all, “How is he here to crown me? He clearly came to crown himself.”

“Your Majesty.”

General Karl didn’t say anything like “speak carefully”. He also felt the aggressiveness of the Pope.

The Black Death was spreading across the land of Bressi, but it wasn’t a big problem before that. Because people were dying everywhere, all people were dying, nobles and paupers alike——the priests were no exception. But since the papal mission of the Holy Court arrived in Bressi, everything had changed.

The Holy Court’s priests healed many sick people along the way, claiming that it was the will of God.

They announced to the world that the Black Death was the Holy Lord’s punishment for the prevailing sins in the world. They uphold the will of the Lord to forgive those who were already pious.

This kind of statement spread rapidly in the land of Bressi, and apart from Bressi’s own deep religious roots, Ferri III knew without thinking that those nobles who were greedy for life and feared death wanted to express their loyalty to the Holy Court so as to maintain their privileged position in the face of the plague. He was afraid that they would likely become the Pope’s lackeys due to this.

They fueled the flames of publicity, and they did a very good job.

“What are you going to do?” General Karl asked.

“Contact our ally.”

Ferri III said slowly.

“Ally?”

General Karl was taken aback.

You c an fi nd t he la te st cha pte rs at ( th e bl mu se . c o m )

Ferri III took out a secret letter from his sleeve and handed it to General Karl.

“Legrand.”

AN: Daily life of the pirates on the Jenny: littering–>being punished–>doing cleaning.

 ——Everyone is responsible for caring for the environment. 

By The Walway Pirates

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