Release that Witch

"What do you say!?" The Lord of the Morning screamed and pushed the singer in his arms and stood up.

The woman who was covered in pink silk and looming in her body fell to the ground, apparently not falling, but she was afraid to send out a cry.

The rest of the servants, monks, and jugglers also bowed their heads in fear, and the entire palace hall suddenly became silent.

"Your Majesty..." The minister who reported the report swallowed. "Your former prime minister, rebellious."

"Are you sure you are rebelling, not wanting to pay for the idiots outside?" Anpein didn't know if he should doubt his own ears, or the staff was too low, exaggerating the watcher's words ten times.

He is not unclear about the plans of the aristocrats in the outer world - but those who come back from Hermes have basically seen the destruction of the Knights of the Kings and the appearance of his embarrassment when he fled. At this time, I still hope that they are still loyal to the royal family, and it is too naive.

It is normal for the change, and the gang is normal, and the three major families of Wangdu are obviously their first choice. Anpein was wary of this, but he thought that according to the temperament of the three old ministers, in all likelihood, he would be safe and close. After all, the king is still in his hands, and any act that annoys him is tantamount to finding his own way.

I didn't expect the first problem to be the Quine family.

Collusion with the lords of the field has already violated his majesty. Perhaps the old count just wants to leave a path or affirm his position... But no matter what the reason is, punishment is inevitable for this offense. It’s like Otto Losey – he didn’t kill this childhood friend on the spot, it’s enough restraint.

But... what does it mean to rebel?

The Earl of Quinn is in the city of Glow, neither the people nor the soldiers, relying on the dozens of guards around him? Don't laugh at the big teeth, why should he rebel?

"The Earl of the Great did have a contact with the foreign aristocrats. No, but it was not an interview, but an invitation letter!" The Minister wiped the sweat from his forehead. "He publicly invited all nobles to go to the mansion and persuaded them to go to the Quinn family. Going into effect!"

Ampe was stunned and could hardly understand what he had heard.

This move can indeed be linked to the rebellion, but the way is too ridiculous!

Instead of looking for help from the aristocrats in the field, let them loyal to Quinn – does Horford really know what he is doing?

He has become a dangerous ship that may be overturned at any time. How could a nobleman agree to this proposal! This practice is undoubtedly a two-faced enemy. The Moya royal family will never tolerate such a serious provocation, and the stupidity of not seeing the situation will only make those nobles scorn.

But then again, was the former Prime Minister such a arrogant person?

Silent for a while, Anpein said. "Call me to order, let the patrol's commander, Sir Bakaf, lead the team and go to the Earl's House to catch Hofferd Quinn to see me. Other people in the house. I am temporarily put in prison and watched it. If there is a blocker, I can kill it on the spot! I would like to see if he has any good explanation for this."

"Follow, sire!"

After being stunned by this news, he did not have the mood to have fun. After driving away all the people in the hall, Anpe could not help but lean on the throne.

He is not simply looking for fun, but once he is quiet, his ears will continue to ring the roar of the skyfire.

The war more than a month ago left an indelible impression on his heart.

No... It was not a war, but a unilateral massacre.

His army did not have the power to fight back.

Whether it is a knight or a serf, there is no difference in the face of the gray castle.

After returning to the kingdom, Anpei found that he no longer had the courage to confront Roland - the frustration brought to him by the fiasco, even heavier than his father's death.

Even more desperate is that he knows that the Moya family has lost the entire morning kingdom. What is it that offends a neighboring country with a strong power? There is no doubt that the other party will sooner or later annex the territory he inherited from his father, but he is helpless!

When he was enthroned, he was full of ambitions, and he wanted to manage this kingdom so that the people can live a stable life without worrying about the threats of witches and evil beasts. As a result, he was only a short-term one. He was already in a state of sorrow. He was not interested in politics and commerce. He only waited for the enemy's army and then hanged him on the wall.

At the thought of this, Anpe’s hatred of the King of the Grey Fortress is increasing day by day, and I can’t wait to eat raw meat!

If it wasn't for Roland Wimbledon, he should have been famous for his history and become a generation of Ming Jun!

All this is the fault of the other party - the new king of the Grey Fort has been confused by the witch!

He slammed the handrails hard, and the fire of his heart could be said to have nowhere to vent.

When you grab the count of Quinn, you must let him taste it. What is the anger of the king!

However, by the afternoon, his newly appointed minister ran into the palace in a panic.

"Your Majesty, Sir Bakaf is dead! The patrol... the whole army is gone!"

"What? -!" The Lord of the Morning stunned and grabbed the collar of the other party. "Did they bury a trap around the mansion? Or are they hiding the guards in the mansion?"

"Yes, it is hiding the guards," the minister replied quickly. "I saw it with my own eyes! Bakaf first asked the Earl to come out. After being rejected, he went straight into the house and arrested people, but he was quickly killed by his guards. Not only that, but they also rushed out of the courtyard and tore together with the patrols surrounding the mansion - the group was mad, with weapons in their hands, boning knives, wooden sticks, and even blue bricks. Stone... In less than a quarter of an hour, the team is broken!"

“How many people do they have?”

"Probably... seven or eight."

"Family!" An Pei slammed the other on the ground. "Seven or eight people can also call Tibet? Even if it is a businessman in the Glow City, you can also get a dozen of guards. Are you scared? And how did the patrols of one or two hundred people be broken up by seven or eight guards? Even two hundred wild boars would not be so fast--is they not even as good as the pigs on the hunting ground!"

"Your Majesty, those people...not people, they are monsters," the minister said with a sad face. "Most of the patrols can't even stop them. It shouldn't be the power and speed that people have!"

Ampe’s heart trembled.

This description seems to have been seen before.

Yes, he remembered, killing his father’s murderer, the two church witches who claimed to be pure, and showed him the terror force of the gods.

Is it... the Earl of Quinn has collusion with the church?

An unstoppable anger suddenly rose from his heart!

"Riesus!" Anpein shouted.

A knight came in quickly outside the hall and shouted to him on one knee. "Your Majesty, what is the command?"

"Recently summon all the mercenaries in the Glow City, bring heavy shackles and rockets, and burn me to the grounds of Count Quinn!" He shouted. "Whether they are humans or monsters, I want them all to be turned into Fly ash!"

"But... there is the inner city," the knight hesitated. "If it causes a fire, I am afraid it is difficult to clean up."

"Shut up, do what I said!" An Pei snarled hysterically. "If you can't burn him, you don't have to come back to see me!"

Even if the gods are punished, in the face of a hundred times their own troops, with a heavy burden, it is impossible to have the slightest chance of winning. The collusion with the church is only a dead end!

......

The next day, the Lord of the Morning received another message from the watcher, preparing for a full night of the mercenary group and failed to reach the Earls Court.

On the Rising Sun Avenue, the mercenary team was attacked by the Acrobatic Troupe.

He was convinced that he did not hear the wrong report from the Minister.

A group of circus performers who performed on the streets suddenly attacked the mercenaries in action, and the latter were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses. And the way the actors fight is exactly the same as the "guard" of Count Quinn.

Only this time, the weapons in their hands are no longer varied, but instead they are replaced by short swords, hammers and wooden shields used by the patrol.