Timothy Wimbledon sat on the throne with a ruby scepter in his hand, looking down at the ministers in the hall.
That's what I want, he thought, instead of squatting in Jinsui City and entanglement with those businessmen for the sake of bigger sesame seeds.
He paused for a while, the pure gold handle made a crisp collision with the smooth marble floor, and when everyone's attention was focused on him, he nodded, "Let's start."
"Your Majesty, I have something to report." The first to speak was Sir Weimars, nicknamed "Knight of Steel Heart", who was in charge of the defense of the royal city.
"Say."
"Can the witch hunt be temporarily stopped? Your Majesty, the hunt has become more and more noisy recently. Yesterday I heard that after some women from commoner households were arrested, they were insulted in the dungeon, and one person died in the prison. And It was later proved that they were not witches. Now the whole outer city is panicked, and if this continues, there will be a large number of refugees.”
Tifeko frowned, the witch hunt was his request. The truth of Wimbledon III's death has yet to be found out, but he never thought that his father would commit suicide, especially the weird smile before his death, which made him feel horrified. Father was wearing the highest quality God's Stone of Retribution, and the church also confirmed that the stone had not been replaced or invalidated, but none of this meant that the witch was not involved.
When it comes to weirdness, no one is better at it than those witches.
He turned his attention to Langley, and the executor of the search operation was also a minion he cultivated. The latter immediately stood up and said, "Dear Your Majesty, it was just an accident, and I have severely punished the relevant personnel," he said with his fingers crossed, "The warden, the head of the cell, and the guard were all sentenced to ten strokes of the cane, and Twenty-five silver wolves."
"One person died, three people were brutally tortured, and the villains took a few whips and fined them?" Sir Weimars said coldly, "and, who gave you the right to judge? Is it the former Prime Minister of the Queen, Lord Wick, or the Attorney General? Your Excellency Minister Palo?"
"Your Majesty! In extraordinary times, I have to act very badly," Langley knelt down and shouted. "Ignoring some trivial setbacks, the search operation was a great success. We caught at least fifteen people lurking in the royal city. The witches, who are currently being tortured, will soon find out if they and your father—no, I mean, are there any conspiracies.”
Tifeko glared at him, this idiot, almost revealed his intentions. Although most of the ministers standing in the hall can guess the real purpose of their actions, the outside view must be that the eldest prince Goron killed the king, which cannot be overturned.
"Fifteen witches?" The Knight of Steel Heart sneered in a contemptuous tone, "Very well, the capital has become the base of witches. A few years ago, the church only captured six co-assistants during the hunt in the eastern forest of the kingdom. It seems that your bastards are stronger than the church's judgement army."
"you… !"
"Enough!" Langley is an idiot, and Langley's subordinates are also a group of idiots. Timothy thought angrily that if it wasn't for the fact that he was not available at the beginning of the throne, he would not want to promote such a fool at all. Even if you want to take credit, you don't make up numbers like this. I'm afraid most of these fifteen people are the same as those unfortunate civilian women. He didn't want the church to intervene in this matter, but at this moment there was no other way. "You go to the church and ask Priest Feili to confirm the identities of these fifteen people, and stop the torture. , all have to be verified by the priest! If the people I hear about you can't control the following, I will throw you into the moat of the capital to feed the fish!"
"Uh, yes, Your Majesty."
"Do it now!"
After letting Langley get out of the palace, Tifeko turned to the Minister of Finance, "If anyone among them has been wronged, together with the previous three, give two golden dragons as compensation. The one who died in prison will give it to his family. "He paused. "One more shot."
"As you wish." The Chancellor of the Exchequer nodded.
"Your Majesty is merciful." Ser Weimars also saluted.
"Let's go to the next issue." Tifeko let out a sullen breath, and seeing that no one of the ministers below said a word, he said to himself, "Since no one has a new issue, let me talk about it." He looked at the foreign minister, "Umbrella Sir Blint, "It has been more than a month since the recall order was issued, but no one has returned to the capital. Tell me, what is the situation now?"
Sir Blint, from the Flynn family, had sat in this position for thirty years, gray-haired, old-fashioned, half-footed in the coffin. He cleared his throat, "Report to Your Majesty, your third sister, Garcia Wimbledon, has not heard anything yet. Your fourth brother, Roland Wimbledon, has already replied. The letter said that when the month of demons ends, After his subjects are safe and sound, he will consider returning to the capital. But…”
"But what?"
"He called you His Royal Highness on the envelope, not His Majesty or King."
Tifeko couldn't help but sneer. Still as foolish as ever, my hopeless brother. He thought, if you plan to come back, just make me your king, and I can seal a good place for you to be a pampered prince. If you don't come back, prepare for the dying as soon as possible. Look at what you've done, you're swaying, you want to come back, but you don't want to give in? Is there any benefit to earning some quick talk
"Let's do what he wants," Tifeko waved his hand, "Where's the fifth sister?"
"Your Majesty, she... is gone."
"What? What do you mean by gone?"
"She first agreed to the messenger I sent, but after a week, His Royal Highness disappeared from the palace, along with her housekeeper and two maids. I arranged for people to search for her, and so far there is no whereabouts of her."
What is the result? One or two, are they so unwilling to believe me! Tifeko felt as if his heart was blocked. He had great expectations for his sister and hoped that she could help him. After all, Tilly has been extraordinarily smart since she was a child, even more dazzling than herself. The only thing she lost to herself was that she was a girl.
Tifeko was very at ease with her, and judging from his father's arrangement, he did not intend to involve Tilly in this turmoil. The territory given to her is Silver Light City, which is not far from the king. Business is ordinary, and there is no soil to support soldiers. Unexpectedly, the fifth sister ran away
Is this a choice made by a wise man
"Since he ran away, let the former lord take charge of the management of Silver Light City. The search must continue. I can't let a royal blood flow to the people." He gritted his teeth and suppressed his annoyance, "Then, now only The remaining three sisters refuse to obey, right?"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Since she is so stubborn, then I have to take some tough measures," Tifeko looked at the former Prime Minister of the Marquis of Wick, and the issuance of a war order requires the approval of the king and the prime minister. He is his biggest supporter, so there must be no problem. "I plan to have Duke Joey, the guardian of the southern border, send troops to force Garcia to give up the Clear Water Port and escort her back to the capital."
The Marquis of Wake responded, "This matter should not be delayed. Please, Your Majesty, issue a war order as soon as possible, and the Minister of Foreign Affairs will be responsible for transferring it."
Tifeko nodded with satisfaction, and was about to call the secretary to draft the document when a hurried hooves suddenly sounded outside the hall. After a commotion, a knight in a blue-striped cloak pushed open the door and strode into the hall.
Tifeko recognized him, the famous "Howling Knight" Naimen Moore. He walked straight to the center of the hall, knelt down on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, I just received news from the south," he gasped, his voice anxious, "Your sister, Garcia Wimbledon, five days ago Defeat Joey Cole, Duke of the Southern Territory, and occupied Eagle City! And... She declared herself the Queen of Clear Water, and all the lords responded, and the entire Southern Territory has become independent!"