Taking the opportunity of the court meeting the next day, Yorko asked the Lord of Dawn to attend. .Update the fastest
It was probably the relationship that had just concluded a peace treaty, and the request was quickly approved, and two knights in exquisite armor welcomed him into the palace of the king.
Two or three months ago, he had begged to see His Majesty many times, but in the end, he was in vain, and there was no news. Now he hopes that His Majesty Ampain can ignore his request as he did in the past.
Unfortunately, reality is always so unsatisfactory.
When entering the hall, Tingyi was obviously nearing the end.
The young king was leaning on the throne and chatting and laughing with his ministers. When he saw Yorko curtsey, Amperin sat upright, "No need to bow, I heard that you brought a letter from Roland Wimbledon. ?"
"Yes, Your Majesty," Yorko replied bravely, "he congratulates you on your coronation and hopes that the friendship between the two countries will last a long time."
"That's a fresh statement," Ampain Moya smiled, "So did he prepare any gifts?"
"Uh, this... Of course," the ambassador said anxiously, "the convoy delivering the gifts is still on the way, and this letter was sent by fast horse transfer."
"I remember when Wimbledon III was crowned, my father sent a team of 200 people to Greycastle. There were eleven carriages loaded with gifts, and there were a lot of gold, fine wine, silk and beauties. I don't know. I'm looking forward to what Roland's return gift will be this time."
There was a burst of laughter among the ministers.
Is there such a thing? Yorko couldn't help feeling a little dry, why didn't he mention the congratulations in the letter? It's understandable that I don't know, but it's not that His Majesty Roland himself doesn't know.
"Did he say anything else?" Ampeyin asked.
For a moment, Yorko even wanted to retire directly, but when he thought of annoyed the Lord of Dawn, he would at most be rejected by the nobles of the capital. If His Majesty Roland was disappointed, the ambassador would have to be replaced by someone else. Endured.
"Your Majesty... uh... I also hope that you will stop the persecution of witches and give them the treatment of free people," Yorko gritted his teeth. "Otherwise, Graycastle would not turn a blind eye to this kind of behavior. The church is the best example."
After saying this, the hall instantly fell silent.
The ambassador felt a fine sweat on his forehead.
"Is that what Roland Wimbledon really said?" After a while, Ampere Moya said, "Show me the letter."
Immediately, a knight walked up to Yorko and grabbed the parchment scroll in his hand.
Even if he didn't dare to meet the eyes of the Lord of Dawn, he could still hear that the other party's tone was a little colder.
Thinking of the condemnation and warning that took up most of the space in the letter, Yorko burst into tears on the spot.
Sure enough, An Pein threw it to the ground after reading it, "This is how Greycastle treats allies? The witches are innocent, so I have to let them go? Nonsense!" The young king seemed to be unable to control himself. He stood up from the throne and said murderously, "Look at what those damn witches have done to the Moa family, invaded the palace, slaughtered the guards, and threatened me with my father's life to obey the church! If it wasn't for them Poisoned my father, he should still be sitting here now!"
But when he's dead, you're on the throne, aren't you? But Yorko only dared to say this in his stomach.
"Your Majesty, rest your anger, as far as I know... The witches trained by the church cannot be generalized from other innocents, just like ordinary people."
"Shut up!" An Pein scolded, "You have no idea how terrifying those who have mastered the power of the devil are, even the God Stone can't completely restrain them! Tell me, a group that is not bound by any rules, and How is it possible to follow us? Dawn will only be more stable without the witch, I am responsible for my own people!"
The reasoning was no longer feasible. Yorko saw the other party's blushing cheeks and realized that his father had become a shadow in his heart. This guy was obviously about the same age as Roland, but he was almost the same as his old friend in the capital. Perhaps Worse yet.
Look at His Majesty Roland, he left the capital for only a year, and he transformed into a true superior, and this guy has not yet escaped from his father's protection.
"I will write a letter to the King of Greycastle, telling him not to be tempted by those fallen ones to threaten Dawn for the devil's minions? It's ridiculous!" Am Paine walked back and forth angrily, "Greycastle may be very powerful, but he And don't forget, who gave him strength! Without the support of nobles from all over the world, can Roland transfer the army to Dawn? If he violates the royal domain for this reason, he will definitely treat his seals in the same way in the future. Minister. Not only will my subjects resist to the end, the nobles of Greycastle will not support him as they always did when they resisted the church!”
Uh... The old friend seems to have already done that, Yorko thought to himself. Although he didn't know how His Majesty defeated the Church, he vaguely remembered that when His Majesty invaded the capital, he did not rely on the power of the nobles. Not many people are optimistic about the fourth prince of Wimbledon. And in the subsequent trial, the great nobles were almost wiped out, otherwise he would not be able to get the ambassador's post.
In the end, just as Hill had said, the furious Ampain Moa drove him out of the palace.
Fortunately, Yorko was a little relieved that although the other ministers looked surprised, none of them responded to the king, and the reaction was much better than he expected.
Of course, after they saw the letter that was thrown to the ground, the ridicule behind their backs should be inevitable.
As soon as he returned to his residence, Otto Losey followed.
"Your Majesty Roland really sees this matter that way?"
"Otherwise I can't lie to you," Yorko said weakly on the bench, "Why, are you here to laugh at me?"
"No... I just think that Am Paine's new policy is indeed a bit impulsive. He really wants to let the people of Chenxi live a stable life, but this method of search will make everyone panic."
"Then you should tell him."
"He can't listen..." Otto smiled bitterly. "When it comes to witches, he seems to be a different person. But you can't blame him, if you also witnessed the changes in the palace with your own eyes." He bit his lip, "No, it's nothing. The death of His Majesty Moa has dealt a huge blow to Ampain. According to his age, he should have been in the throne for another five or six years. I heard that Wembley King Dun III was also killed by the witches of the church? In this regard, it would be great if he could be as steady as His Majesty Roland."
Yorko looked at Otto in astonishment. How could he feel as if the other party was not the eldest son of the three great families of Chenxi, but a noble of Greycastle? Is His Majesty Roland really so prestigious that he can make the nobles of neighboring countries stand on his side
"Anyway, I will find another opportunity to have a good talk with An Pein. Now even Earl Quinn doesn't listen to him very much."
After drinking tea, Otto got up and was about to leave when No. 76 suddenly ran into the room.
"My lord... The witch you auctioned is back!"(.)