Duke of Grief

Rekan raised his head from the shadow, but saw that Krylov III had been playing with the crown prince for a long time. His eyes flickered a few times, and he dived into the shadow again.

After searching for a while, he went to the palace chief.

"Sir Latis."

Rikkan walked out of the shadow in front of Fortes Latis, leaving the somewhat obese royal palace leader slightly stunned.

"Uh, Lord Rikkan?" The voice of Viscount Latis was a little bit doubtful. In general, shouldn't Rikkan stay with your majesty at this time? Why did you come here suddenly?

Viscount Latis once investigated the ratman in front of Krelov III and knew that some of his deeds, although an adventurer, was a person of love and justice, better than most people Many are trustworthy people, so they will allow this ratman to stay with Krylov III as a personal guard and intelligence officer.

"There was a plague in China, but the news was blocked!"

Viscount Latis blinked and froze for a moment before reacting, and immediately exclaimed: "Really?!"

But soon, he frowned again, and the fox questioned: "Your Excellency, you can guarantee that what you said is true?"

Rickan shook his head and said indifferently: "I can't guarantee, and I'm not too sure, so I will come to you."

Hearing this, Viscount Latis closed his eyebrows and put the teacup in front of him, putting it aside with the cake.

As a person who likes to use his brain, he especially likes to eat sweets, especially when drinking afternoon tea, but now he has no such leisure.

"Your Excellency, you..." Viscount Latis asked in a low voice. "Where did you get the news? After all, you have said it before and the news has been blocked..."

"A friend of my mercenaries, he knew I was here, so he is now in Greenland-I have controlled him and sent him to the Temple of Light."

Rekan’s words made the pupil of Viscount Latis shrink, and he took a breath, but couldn’t help whispering: “The magic is on...”

He realized the seriousness of the matter, his eyes narrowed, and he exhaled quietly, said: "Your Excellency, you are doing very well, so please tell me now, where is the plague?"

Ruikan was silent for a moment, and sighed faintly: "...a rich leader."

Wow!

"Reverse them!"

Huo Ran, the Viscount of Latise, stood up, and her belly knocked over the one-legged round table in front of her. The beautiful porcelain fell to the ground and shattered.

But he didn't care at all!

The head of the palace was extremely ugly, his lips trembling with anger. He clenched his fists tightly and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "Your Excellency Rikkan, you can guarantee that what you said is true now!?"

"My friend is in the Temple of Glory now. If you want evidence, I can show you." Rickan whispered.

Viscount Latis nodded in silence, and sat back in his chair again, his face sullenly, "Then Lord Ryan, why don't you report this to your majesty directly?"

Rickan shook his head, "Because I'm still not sure if the news is true, I need you to confirm..."

"...Okay, I will go to see your majesty after confirming whether the news is true." Viscount Latis sinks his head, his mouth tight.

"So, I'll go back first..."

Rickan nodded and took two steps backwards, disappearing into the shadow of the landscape.

Viscount Latis glanced at the tea set on the ground, then clenched his fists and thumped the armrest hard. "...It's really against them!"

…………

After receiving definite information from the Viscount Latis, Krylov III did not become furious, but instead looked very calm.

Recan stood in the shadows, and Viscount Latis stood in front of Krylov III, his face calm, no longer full of anger at that time.

"Abundance..."

Krylov III suddenly chuckled and shook his head, "Ford Siqing, you can deal with this matter. Fortunately, we have already started production when we purchased the plague antidote from the Principality of Winds. Please be sure to pull Earl Wendes brought me in front of me, but I wanted to personally ask him why he should do this, and what is the point of doing it!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Viscount Latis leaned over to salute, Krelov III waved his hand, and he walked out quickly.

Looking at the back of Viscount Latis, Krylov III sighed indifferently, looking at the empty room in front of him, and said to himself: "Why don't I seem to have many people to believe now? The king just Are you destined to be alone?"

The words fell, and no one in the room responded to Krylov III's questions.

The irritable King His Majesty scratched his head and glanced at the shadow in the corner, "Rikkan, tell me what you think!"

"It's not your fault, Your Majesty..." Rickan sighed aloud. "Someone always thinks too much. If everyone's mind is simpler, then this may not happen..."

"It would be great if that was the case..." Krylov III said with a wry smile, "Treat others with sincerity, not necessarily be treated with sincerity... I am different from the maidservant Serena, I will let They retain their power, but why would they want to resist?"

Ruikan is like a dull gourd. After holding it for a long time, he said: "... People who think they are capable will not think that there is another person in their head who can restrain themselves, and the nobles do not want themselves. Can be bound by the law, because in their eyes, the law is always used to restrain civilians, has nothing to do with them."

The fertile collar has been in the hands of the Rezell royal family since ancient times. The Lavendes family has been married to the Rezell royal family for many years, and can even be said to be a side branch of the Rezell royal family.

If both Krylov III and his son died unexpectedly, contemporary Count Lavenders has the right to inherit the current position, and can even sit in this position.

When Krylov III expressed his envy of his cousin to the Principality of Sad Wind, there seemed to be less and less communication between them...

After a long silence, Krylov III suddenly said, "Rikkan, do you know what happened to the plague? For no reason?"

"Your Majesty~www.NovelMTL.com~ We received a similar message a while ago..." Rickan hinted slightly.

Without even thinking about it, Krylov III knew what his personal guard and intelligence officer wanted to say, "Oh, the Ogden Empire... so this time the Plague Church did this?"

Rickan pondered for two seconds, "I can only say...very likely!"

"This is enough……"

Krylov III closed his eyes wearily and leaned back in his chair. "Rikkan, they are so arrogant this time. What do you think they want to do?"

The Ratman thought for a moment and guessed: "Probably... Want to re-establish the majesty of the plague?"

The king smiled and nodded, "Continue."

"Through our hype, people’s fear of the plague has greatly diminished, which has caused the shadow of death to continue to draw fear from people. If this continues, it will only cause the shadow of death to become weaker and weaker, so I want to re-establish the majesty of the plague while the antidote to the plague has not spread."

After listening to Rekan, Krylov III thought his analysis was correct.

Of course, the premise is that the maidservant is a small-bellied chicken intestine, and will hide all precious things, only the villain who can only use it himself... However, the fact is the opposite!

"After this battle, maybe people's fear of the plague will be further reduced, but the problem is..." Rikan hesitated.

Krylov III understood what he was wondering and added with a smile: "The problem is that I don't know if other countries have plague cures!"

"Yes!" Rekan nodded honestly.

"Relax, this... the maidservant of Serena might have thought about it! This time we will wait for a good show!"...

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