Chapter 842 (2/2)
”Three years... Do you want to say that the cloud peak provoked the civil war?”
Igor roared, gnashing his teeth.
”Of course, it was the silver helmet mountain and us who started the civil war at the beginning...” the dwarf nobleman opposite stared at Igor fiercely: ”but then - who was the one who bowed to Byrne and who dared not speak a word in the face of the fall of the silver helmet mountain
”With the help of foreign forces, who constantly usurps the power originally belonging to the supreme king? Who is below one person and above ten thousand people?!”
”What are you talking about?”
”What do I say? Do you think we are all blind, Igor... The crystal crown on your head is the best proof!” the dwarf nobleman stared at the crown on Igor's head:
”Up to now, you traitor who usurped power and cheated, what else can you defend?!”
”Usurping power and bullying?”
The dwarf Igor was angry at first, then pale, as if he had suddenly thought of something, and stretched out his hand to stop the soldier who wanted to rush up and take down the traitor:
”Wait... What did you mean by that sentence?!”
”What do you mean, Igor, don't you even understand such a simple truth?” the rebel nobleman opposite sneered:
”Yes, the captured city gate, the sudden assassination, this chaos... All are noble, the real orders issued by his Majesty the supreme king himself!”
what?!
The order given by the supreme King... How can it be... No, if so, what reason does he have for the assassin to kill himself?
Unless... No, impossible, I saw his head fall to the ground with my own eyes, and the crown was taken from that... That head.
He can't be alive!
Igor trembled and lost his color. His hands trembled and subconsciously extended to the top of his head.
”Loyal soldiers of Yunling Kingdom opposite, do you hear me?!” the rebels roared hoarsely, with a ferocious expression:
”The person you protect, the guy who brazenly carries the crystal crown belonging to the supreme king, is the real traitor and the one you should point at with a sword!”
The expression of the dwarf traitor was so gloomy that it formed a sharp contrast between the positive and negative sides of Igor, who was shocked and lost, and his sharp eyes projected frightening power:
”Look at your expression, Igor, I'm afraid you also thought of it... Yes, it's not just a fantasy, but a fact. It's the outcome planned by the great supreme King - he planned all this, ha ha ha ha...”
”Nonsense madman, what fact?!”
The other party didn't answer Igor, but laughed wildly; Hysteria, trembling from the throat, chest and lungs, hysterical laughter vibrated endlessly over the black smoke cloud peak.
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”Yes, don't be so surprised. I'm still alive.”
The lonely ”former Supreme king” looked like an ordinary dwarf coming out of the mine in a peaceful tone, and ”randomly” put the blood stained head on the ”cross section” whose neck was cut off.
Maybe it's because it's been drying up for too long, and the position of your head is always a little skewed. Why can't you put it right: ”you're the bodyguard of Duke Byrne, and one of you seems to have participated in the battle of silver helmet mountain... Shouldn't you be surprised long ago?”
”It's impossible for the dead to come back to life in a hundred years... 'former' Supreme king.”
Carl Colin, who was facing a great enemy, stared at the supreme king who came in and blocked the panicked recruits behind him: ”so... You are the behind the war?”
”Me? Of course not... The sycophant who is wearing a crystal crown outside is the traitor who tries to weaken my authority with the fall of a fortress.” the supreme King shook his head, raised his withered and necrotic right hand and stared at them with black soaked eyes:
”You who support the powerful courtier Igor to take power in an attempt to control the politics of the Yunling Kingdom and make the Yunling people puppets and vassals... The Duke of Loren Turin of Byrne is.”
”You are the real culprit. I... just did what a supreme king should do.”
”What should we do?” Carl Colin snorted coldly and looked very disdainful: ”push the whole kingdom to hell, turn the people into corrosion demons, and become the puppet of evil gods...”
”Is this what you think you should do?”
The supreme King shook his head again and was very dismissive of Carl Colin's rhetorical question.
”Asking such questions proves that you have no vision as a ruler... Just a obedient weapon in the hands of others.” the supreme king said faintly:
”As a ruler, what is the ultimate pursuit of life?”
”If I can live forever, why do I need family blood to continue my great cause?”
”If I have a force that cannot be resisted, why do I need to form an army to maintain my rule?”
”If I can rule everything without anyone's hand, what is the need for slaves, civilians, nobles... These tools to distinguish and unequal world?”
One by one, the ”supreme king” approached step by step: ”so I found this truth, which tells me that only from the deepest despair can the greatest country be born.”
”And I will be the master of this country... The only master.”
Carl Colin swallowed hard and instinctively stepped back with the recruits behind him.
”But I don't think you will understand these, so let me say something you can understand.” the old dwarf smiled very easygoing and whispered:
”Great and supreme 'black cross' Lord serliol, entrust me to your master, Lord of Byrne, lord lord Loren Turin...”
”... with high respect!”