Since Duke Wilson said that he was going back to Delan Lier, he would never be vague. When he felt better the next day, he was going to go to Buckingham Palace to say goodbye to George. Evan was very worried about his health. He was stopped, but even so, Duke Wilson couldn't rest for a few more days, and when he could get out of bed, he immediately went to Buckingham Palace.
Evan actually understands what he thinks. For Duke Wilson at this time, London is no longer a place to stay. Although he has supported Prince George before, but now the prince has become a king, and he has military power. The uncle became an eyesore, and if he dangled in front of George for a long time, he was afraid that his benefactor would become an enemy.
Duke Wilson entered Buckingham Palace in the morning and came back in the afternoon. When he came back, his face was slightly solemn.
Looking at him, Evan couldn't help but feel a little worried, and hurriedly asked: "What's the matter? Did something happen?"
Duke Wilson pursed his lips and looked slightly hesitant.
"Just tell me straight." Evan saw Duke Wilson's hesitation and said directly: "I'm not a vulnerable person."
Hearing Evan's almost tough words, Duke Wilson hurriedly explained: "No, it's not what you think, I have no doubts about your courage, it's just that things are a little strange this time." Speaking of this, Duke Wilson paused for a moment, then added: "I thought George would let me go directly, but I didn't expect him to persuade me to stay. This is really unusual. I thought he was polite, but I said Several times he refused, and it really is..." Duke Wilson frowned.
Evan was also a little surprised. It stands to reason that for George, Duke Wilson is definitely the most vigilant person among all the nobles. He holds military power, has a noble status, and has outstanding achievements. Such a person is not stingy for George. A ticking time bomb made him sleepless.
Now that Duke Wilson proposed to leave, even if he didn't send him away as happily as his father, at least he should pretend to let him go before letting him go. It's a bit strange to want him to stay so genuinely.
"Have you consulted Duke Field on this matter?" The Duke of Field in Evan's mouth was Lord Orlam. The respected old Duke of Field had died in the previous turmoil in London, and his only The legitimate son, Oram, officially became the Duke of Field.
"No." Duke Wilson's brows did not loosen at all: "But I guess he doesn't know what George is thinking." Duke Wilson remembered the surprise that flashed across Oram's face when George rejected him.
"Oh?" Evan raised his eyebrows slightly, but Oram didn't know it. It was really strange. Oram was George's true confidant, and even he didn't know, so what exactly was this King George up to.
"You don't have to worry." Looking at Evan's thinking, Duke Wilson suddenly said softly: "Don't worry, I will solve this matter, George is a wise man, he knows what is best for him. ' Duke Wilson passed a few thoughts and squeezed his cuff lightly.
Evan also fully agrees with Duke Wilson's conclusion that this newly released Kingdom of George is not a fool. On the contrary, his city is very deep. Since he has done so, it must have other meanings.
Just when the two were thinking, Butler Chris suddenly walked in and said in a low voice, "Lord Duke, Duke Field is here."
Evan looked at Butler Chris in surprise, but Duke Wilson was very calm. Looking at Oram's expression today, he knew that this visit was inevitable.
"Please come in." Duke Wilson said calmly.
Butler Chris bowed and backed out, and Evan then asked, "What do you think Duke Field wants to do this time?"
Duke Wilson just hooked his lips when he heard it: "I'm afraid there is some inside information to tell."
Duke Wilson's slightly sarcastic tone made Evan stunned for a moment, and then he smiled: "You are right." The superior has a certain idea in his heart, but he is embarrassed to say it himself, so naturally someone should come over. Sent.
After a while, Oram walked in under the leadership of Butler Chris. He first shook hands with Duke Wilson who stood up to greet him, then looked at Evan with a smile, and whispered, "I'm so far away from the last time. It's been a long time since I saw you, how have you been during this time?"
Evan smiled reservedly: "I'm doing well, thank you for your concern."
Looking at Evan's polite but alienated attitude, Oram couldn't help pursing his lips, then turned to look at Duke Wilson, and said with a smile: "Lord Duke, I have something I want to talk to you about alone. "
When he said this, he lowered his eyes slightly, and did not glance at Evan, the only 'outsider' in the room.
Evan narrowed his eyes slightly and clenched his fists.
Duke Wilson just sneered at the doctor, looking at Oram with a cold expression: "If you have something to say, say it now, if you don't want to say it, you can leave."
This sentence is both cold and rude, very impolite, even an ordinary person would find it very offensive, but Oram just smiled bitterly and waved his hand lightly: "I'm sorry, I don't mean to let people I'm angry, it's just that it's very difficult for me to open my mouth, and that's why I make such a rude request to you."
Duke Wilson frowned slightly, glanced at Oram, and softened his tone a little: "Mr. Bruce is a trustworthy person. You can tell him everything you say to me. I trust him very much."
Evan didn't expect the Duke to say such a thing, so he couldn't help but read Duke Wilson's words. At this time, the Duke also looked over. The two of them met in mid-air, and the air around them seemed a little stagnant for a while. , The unreserved trust and tenderness in Duke Wilson's eyes made Evan's heart skip a beat.
Of course, Oram noticed the unbridled staring between the two. He silently took this scene to heart, and he had new conjectures about the relationship between the two.
"Since you said so." Oram broke the silence between the two of them and suddenly said, "Then I have something to say."
Duke Wilson was recalled to God by Oram's voice, silently withdrew his gaze, and nodded.
Evan lowered his eyes immediately, and couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart, and the relationship between him and Duke Wilson seemed to be starting to become unusual.
"Today you met with His Majesty the King, and suddenly offered to return to Delan Riel. Is this your sincerity?" Oram looked straight at Duke Wilson with seriousness in his eyes.
"Of course it's true." Duke Wilson gave Oram a strange look and frowned, "How could I tell a lie about this kind of thing."
Hearing him say this, Oram couldn't help but let out a wry smile: "You are the only one who thinks this way, now that His Majesty the King has just ascended the throne, you are a great hero in supporting His Majesty, and you want to If you leave, it is inevitable that some people will argue that His Majesty the King cannot tolerate you."
Duke Wilson couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "What's this saying? My fief is in Delanlier, can't I just go home?" He didn't expect that George would cherish his reputation to such an extent.
Oram listened to him ask this, carefully looked at Duke Wilson's words, and muttered in a low voice: "You have the army in your hands, of course you can go wherever you want."
These words exploded in Duke Wilson's ears like a loud bang. He stood up abruptly and looked at Oram with a bad expression: "What do you mean by that? What does George want to do!"
It turned out that it was his army after all. He didn't expect that little George would have such courage.
Seeing that Duke Wilson was in a hurry, Oram quickly got up and explained: "No, no, this is not what His Majesty the King meant, but this time His Majesty did not agree to your request. Haven't you thought about the reasons for this?"
It turned out to be Oram's guess. Duke Wilson frowned and sat down. Although Oram guessed it, Duke Wilson thought about it carefully, but it may not be the reason. This time, his army played the role of the coup d'etat. A very crucial role will inevitably make George afraid.
Duke Wilson felt very angry and a little aggrieved at the same time. Does he really need to give up the army that his father left to him? Duke Wilson pursed his lips, even if he dragged him out now, as long as George has this idea, I am afraid that he will be more targeted at him in the future. At that time, I am afraid that he will not even have a chance to take the initiative.
"I know, I'll think about this matter, you go back first." Duke Wilson waved his hand at Oram, and said with a tired face.
Looking at him like this, Oram knew that his heart had softened, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say a word, turned and left.
After Oram left, Evan walked to Duke Wilson's desk with a worried face and whispered, "Is it really as bad as Duke Field said?"
Duke Wilson put his hand on his forehead, his face full of exhaustion: "It's very possible." His room was low and helpless.
Evan felt a little uncomfortable seeing him like this. Duke Wilson had always been a proud and indifferent existence in his heart. He had never seen such Duke Wilson before. Evan couldn't help but clenched his fists. King George is about to liquidate the hero.
Duke Wilson looked up just to see the worry on Evan's face, and he couldn't help but soften his heart. Forget it, hand it over and hand it over. Anyway, that army is not as obedient as his father's era. Don't worry, George, just give it to him. The Christ family will not decline because of this. They can just live a stable life for a few days. He is already tired of the life that makes Evan always fearful.
"Okay." He reached out and grabbed Evan's hand, and said softly, "Don't worry, it will be fine."
Looking at the smile on Duke Wilson's face, Evan knew that he was trying to comfort himself, so he couldn't help raising his hand to stroke his side face, and whispered, "He is the king now, and we can't compete."
If it is before the throne, there may be a chance, but now that George has become a king, and his reputation is so high, Duke Wilson basically has no chance against him.
There was a wry smile on the corner of Duke Wilson's mouth: "I know, don't worry."