Chapter 124 The King's Murderous Confrontation
The snow was falling lightly, and the knights stationed in front of the palace gate bowed their heads in salute.
Vifiya seemed to glance casually at a man standing in the queue, the man who had lost his lover not long ago. On the ring finger of his left hand lay a plain ring, just like the silence of the man emanating from the air.
She looked away, and Arnold followed her as usual, holding the hilt of the sword at his waist.
The king had already sent a knight to wait for her at the palace gate, but unexpectedly, it was the leader of the knights.
Arnold tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword when he saw Tang, and a hint of hostility fell on him in his eyes.
As if he didn't see Arnold, Tang's eyes fell straight on Vifiya. The girl's face under the cloak was calm, and the tip of her nose was briefly dyed a little red by the cold air. The wind blew gently, and her drooping hair shone and swayed.
She looked so well-behaved. If he hadn't seen her digging out someone's eyes with her own hands, he might really have thought that she was a weak aristocrat.
He saluted: "Good day, Your Excellency the Marquis." He didn't know why, but he could feel another hostility towards him. However, he had clearly seen that apart from her knight, no one else showed any hostility towards him. Was it his illusion?
He stood up straight, raised his head and said, "My Lord Marquis, His Majesty the King has ordered me to lead the way for you."
He'd asked his older, more philandering brother about it, and he'd actually admitted it was a crush. It was incredible. Was that the kind of thing he liked? He looked underage, or was he influenced by his second brother?
Vifiya raised her eyes with an indifferent look, not caring who was leading her. However, since she was ready to intervene in Avril's affairs, it was not impossible for her to be kind to the leader.
She didn't intend to give him any response, but emotion is also a weapon. It may not be useful, but it can still make things worse at times.
Thinking of this, Weifeiya forced a smile and said, "Thank you for your help, Captain."
The other hostility suddenly disappeared inexplicably, causing Tang to calm down and ponder. When he heard her voice, his mind was suddenly drawn to her.
The girl's smile wasn't bright, Tang knew it was just a simple, social smile, but his heart still beat faster than before.
"Hmm." His eyes dodged, no longer dwelling on the source of the hostility. He turned around and stood in front of Vifiya. "Let's go, Marquis. His Majesty is already waiting."
They were silent all the way. Tang never looked back at her, but just listened to the footsteps behind him to make sure she came up.
He didn't see Vifiya's scrutinizing gaze.
It is not her habit to step into the game without any preparation. Knowing every potential enemy is one of the conditions for winning.
Don Moore is the youngest son of the Marquis of Moore. After all, the current Marquis of Moore still has more than a dozen illegitimate children who stay in the Marquis of Moore's mansion as servants.
Compared with the current Marquis Moore, his eldest brother's philandering was still a bit conservative. As for his second brother, his habits were hard to describe, but in Iscana, not many people thought it was wrong.
In such a family, a seemingly normal child like Tang appeared.
Vifiya did not comment. Being normal in this situation came at a price, unless he was the most abnormal one.
She didn't think that someone who could become the leader of the Royal Knights at such a young age would be a fool, except for the crown prince of this country, of course.
After walking through the corridors, Tang stopped in front of a closed door.
The four knights at the door bowed their heads when they saw them.
Given the king's sensitivity, he would not agree to let Arnold go in with her for the meeting. She turned back to look at Arnold and motioned him to wait outside and proceed with the original plan.
Arnold understood and nodded slightly. With the plan changed later, he felt relieved that Isidore and [Eyes] were following her. He took Vifia's cloak and stood aside.
Osha also did the same thing as him. After each negotiation with Osha, the ministers would come to report the latest situation to the king. What she had to do was to delay those ministers as much as possible to buy more time for Vifiya.
Similarly, what he had to do was to prevent certain ministers from knocking on the door and requesting an audience when they came, which was not difficult to do.
According to the Eye, this will interrupt its illusion. To be more precise, it will wrap the room where the king is and create a false scene, because it also needs to temporarily hide the king's senses and his consciousness. If the external sounds are transmitted through the layer of skin it wraps into, it will easily wake up the king.
He and Osa are on the same level of protection.
When Don saw that she had settled the knight, he knocked on the door and, at the king's instruction, allowed only her in.
After doing this, he did not leave the palace gate, but stood beside Arnold naturally.
Arnold, who usually had no expression in public, glanced at him in confusion and silently took a step away. He didn't want to get too close to this person who coveted his master, for he was afraid that he would not be able to resist drawing his sword.
Inside the palace gate, even during the day, a candle was still lit, making it extremely conspicuous.
Vifiya glanced calmly and set her sights on the king in front of her.
She placed her right hand on her left breast and bowed slightly: "Meet the King of Iskanar."
The king, who was sitting in the reception area, had been waiting here for some time. There was tea and dessert on the table. When he saw that she was not wearing a skirt, a flash of disapproval crossed his eyes, but he still said with a smile: "Marquis, there is no need to be so polite. Please take a seat." He gestured to the seat on the right side.
Vifiya stood up straight. As soon as she sat down, the king's voice rang out again: "The Marquis is late. The tea is already cold."
He waved his hand, signaling the servants inside to replace him.
Vifiya understood that this was an accusation against her for being late. She smiled slightly and said, "I have already written a reply to His Majesty's invitation. I didn't expect that His Majesty would look forward to and attach so much importance to my meeting. It is really an honor. I was in a hurry and not prepared." You sent a carriage here before I agreed to anything. Can you blame me for being late?
The king's expression remained unchanged as he understood her meaning. His eyes fell on her clothes. "It takes time to dress like a lady. I am being rude."
Oh, now she is secretly saying that she was dressed inappropriately and was too busy. She just didn't wear a skirt, but the emperor of the Segarot Empire didn't care about her.
Whatever the specific reason for the king's meeting with her, Vifiya now reasonably believed that the king was prepared to suppress her at the beginning, and once she showed the slightest sign of fear and bowed to him, he would continue the subsequent conversation.
She didn't believe that he, as the king, hadn't investigated her before meeting her. She had behaved so disobediently in the Council Palace last time, yet he still chose to pressure her in this way.
Vifiya's eyes remained unchanged as she spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for taking the time to wait."
The king's eyes seemed to glance up and down casually. Her answer was flawless and he could not find any fault with it. She did not follow the path he had prepared at all.
In just a few words, she avoided the issue, always speaking to him as if she was on an equal footing with him, without making him feel that she was overstepping her bounds.
After the servants changed the tea, they poured hot tea for each of them and left.
Vifiya silently counted the people left inside. Apart from her and the king, the invisible Isidore and [Eye], there were only two knights left, which was enough.
The king picked up the teacup. The hot steam filled his eyes, clouding his thoughts. He felt annoyed and soon realized that he had made the same mistake as his foolish son.
He looked down on the Marquis of Casely. Even though he knew she had some tricks up her sleeve, he still looked down on her because she was a young woman who hadn't even reached adulthood. He was certain she had experienced less than he had, and even if she got the Marquisate, she would still be impulsive and hot-tempered...
She was too patient. After he met her once in the Council Palace last time, he actually took it for granted that she was a pampered aristocrat who would not let herself suffer any grievance. After all, the exception given by the emperor, the so-called God's favor, as long as there is one point of it, it is enough for an ordinary person to be willful, and even do whatever he wants to a certain extent.
She was too smart. The king actually had murderous intentions in his heart at this moment. The emperor of the empire actually kept such a dangerous person.
He slowly lowered his hand that was holding the teacup. It should be said that he actually allowed such a dangerous person to run around in other countries.
He glanced at her calmly, but met her red eyes that seemed to be smiling.
The teacup and the saucer made a subtle crisp sound when they touched each other, and he still had that smiling face.
He made a bad move, no, two moves. The first was Ferdinand, and the second was his self-righteous confidence.
I was so damn sure that I was afraid that these two steps had already offended her.
Vifiya lowered her eyes, then quickly raised them again, as if she didn't notice his subtle expression, nor did she sense his murderous intent.
She tilted her head slightly as if nothing had happened, and the purple diamond and silver grass earrings under her earlobes swayed gently, and the candlelight seemed to flash through the gems.
In just a moment, the king's retracted hand froze like a sculpture, his frozen smile made people feel more uncomfortable, and the two knights stood there in a daze.
The walls of the entire room were covered with a layer of transparent blue that even Vifia could see, with tiny specks of white light floating around.
Everything froze.
[Eye] and Isidore uncloaked beside her.
The voice of [Eye] came from Vifiya's mind: "Not even close."
She looked at the walls around her. The only candle in the room was still burning. Vifiya avoided the flickering candlelight and went to the wall behind it.
Isidore followed her gaze.
The white light blended into the blue, and the blue on the wall instantly turned into a layer of milky white.
His gaze lingered on the candle for a moment, and when he saw that Vifiya's attention had returned to him, he nodded knowingly.
A flash of white light quickly passed by his fingertips, and the next second Kaharun stepped out of the teleportation array holding a box.
His gaze lingered on Vifiya, Isidore and the others. He took a few steps forward and opened the box. The sapphire necklace inside was exactly the same as the one the king was wearing.
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