This time things have changed.
After the retelling, four people were taken out of the crowd by the guards of the new king.
The nobles couldn't help but riot.
"Your Majesty, this..."
"Ah, you guessed it right, the four of them are telling the truth." Roland spread his hands and said, "If you are willing to try, you are qualified to get on the bus. In the face of change, the courage to try is the most valuable." Then he looked at the selected candidate. The nobles who came out, "Do it well, don't miss the opportunity to get it."
"Yes, yes... Your Majesty!" The four of them were flattered.
Nonsense, George couldn't help roaring in his heart, courage? qualifications? Do not make jokes! These guys are nothing more than barons on the verge of despair, with poor territory, meager output, poor management, and lack of manpower. This is their true portrayal! The land that cannot make ends meet is naturally nothing to give up. The only reason for it is to use it as a fig leaf for identity. Basically, if you take a step back, you won't even receive an invitation to a dinner party, yet you can still get the attention of the new king? Or... These people have already colluded with Roland Wimbledon to cooperate with this absurd child's play
Wait... He suddenly thought of a rumor, a sensational story from the capital.
There are very few people who have witnessed this incident, but it is indeed related to the Fourth Prince. It is rumored that after the capture of the capital, this person conducted a trial in the Temple of the Twin Towers to judge the crimes of the great nobles. From the results that followed, the nobles who held real power in the capital were almost swept away, and Tifeko was also sentenced to hang by the head, so it was not so much a trial, but rather the eradication of dissidents.
But the process is full of weird colors.
I heard that Roland used a "quiz game" to convict everyone.
As long as one of the ten questions is answered incorrectly, they will be sent to prison and the basis for arbitration is the legendary mind-reading.
At that time, George dismissed this statement, thinking that it was just a rumor fabricated by the nobles who had escaped the punishment to cover up their guilty conscience and timidity. If he didn't stay in the capital, he wouldn't give those old ministers of Tifeko a chance to make a comeback.
But now, he found himself somewhat uncertain.
Could it be... is this rumor true
"Next is the third sentence, listen carefully," Edith's voice sounded again, "I don't want to give up my fief and power at all, but in the face of overwhelming power, I don't want to build myself up for them. life." She gestured to everyone, "Now it's your turn."
The atmosphere in the hall gradually changed.
Previously, there were people who had an indifferent attitude and casually recited their statements, but when the first group of nobles got the approval of the new king and left the crowd first, there was a strange emotion in everyone's heart.
This time even the answers were not neat.
However, this round of guards still picked out more nobles.
What made George Narui's heart sink suddenly was that Count Delta was also included.
"What's going on?" Guy quietly moved to his side and asked in a low voice, "Are they all persuaded by the new king?"
George counted secretly, and there were 21 people who were brought out. There were even a few people who were standing in his mansion two days ago, discussing how to fight Roland. Together with the attendants and servants of these nobles, the crowd instantly shrunk in half.
"No, it's impossible... If Roland has had contact with so many people, it's impossible for me to be unaware," he gritted his teeth. "They should have been selected temporarily."
"Then...why didn't they say it?" Baron Leviathan also moved closer, "That guy Khufu was still on our side before!"
"What?" George glared at the other party fiercely, "Your Majesty, you are wrong, I value the fief above everything else, and I am willing to sacrifice my life? If it was you, would you say it?"
"Uh, I..."
What an idiot, he thought angrily, the problem is not the people who are selected, but the remaining noble Roland Wimbledon can close his eyes and choose people, and then classify the last remaining handful as oppressors, But how can he ensure that there will be no people on the side of the lord of Chishui City
Choosing the wrong target will simply push this part of the forces to the opponent's side. This set of tricks has almost no meaning except to scare the snake. Or is he just trying to show off his mind-reading skills in front of everyone
George looked around the hall, and once again determined that the new king only brought six guards, even if the latter reduced the number to one or two people and wanted to kill chickens as an example, as long as there was a commotion in public, these six people may not be able to suppress.
At least, he and the Earl of Sanhe won't sit idly by.
"Submission to power is not an embarrassing answer," Roland smiled at the second group of nobles, "Since ancient times, the strength of power has always been the basis for determining the ranking of human beings, and the importance of judging the situation is no less than courage. Your ancestors can occupy a foothold in Greycastle and pass on their bloodlines instead of being wiped out in the long river of history. This in itself is a proof of strength. I am very happy that you can inherit this. In addition, I I also promise here that you will not be treated differently from the first batch of nobles, as long as you keep today’s answer in your mind, and if you encounter similar problems in the future, just think about the power I have.”
After he finished speaking, he looked at Pearl of the Northland, "Read the next sentence."
Edith nodded, "The fourth sentence, I don't want to give up on either side, and I don't know how to choose."
The statement was short, but only five or six of the remaining nobles spoke up, and most of them chose to remain silent. They had realized that they were being divided.
Among the people who spoke again, the guards only picked out three.
"Ahem, Your Majesty, we believe you can read people's hearts, so let's stop here."
"Yeah, this is a welcome banquet after all, you see..." Count Delta and Count Sanhe dissuaded successively.
"There are fewer neutrals than I thought," Roland said as if he hadn't heard. "Swinging and hesitating is not a good quality, especially in the ever-changing wave of change. But you are the ones who can be transformed. In that category, stay here for now, maybe after a quarter of an hour, you will change your views."
He paused, facing the remaining nobles, "The last sentence is next, but I think you should have guessed the content of it, or the thoughts in your heart. In this case, I will personally say this sentence. ”
"No matter what, I don't want to hand over the fief and power. For this reason, I will not hesitate to take risks. As long as I can overthrow the king, the family and wealth will last forever!"
At that moment, the bonfire seemed to be automatic without wind.
No one spoke in the hall, and the air seemed to freeze.
"It doesn't matter if you don't answer. As I said before, this is not a suggestion, but an order." Roland said slowly, "Those who do not repeat are not qualified to walk together again, and your journey will end here."
"What do you mean," George said with a sullen face, "there is no evidence, and there is no trial. With just one sentence, do you want to condemn us?"
There are still twenty-seven nobles left, which is far more than he expected. Depending on the title, each person brings two to four followers, adding up to at least sixty people, including many reserve knights. What exactly does it do for the new king to push them this far
Isn't he afraid of getting burned!
"Your Majesty, if it's a joke, it's enough," Guy still put on a kind face, calmly persuaded, "The last sentence is too serious, we can't afford it, how can you be sure that everyone is What do you think? At least I will never betray the Wimbledon family."
"Yeah... so wrong, I never thought about it like that!"
"Your Majesty, please check!"
The crowd shouted.
"Do you know? Insight into people's hearts is such an ability. The more you talk about it, the more you can tell the truth from falsehood." Roland took a crystal glass from Edith's hand unmoved. Go talk to the shovel and the ore."
"Mines, ore?"
"That's right, you will be detained for 20 years in the North Slope Mine on the charge of treason. After all, you are still only planning in your heart and haven't put it into practice." The new king's tone was mixed with a dangerous aura, "But ... If you resist, the act of rebellion will become a real action, and the mine will naturally no longer accommodate you. Your destination is only a dead end."
Having said that, he drank the wine in the glass and threw it out.
After the glass crossed an arc, it landed at George's feet and shattered with a bang.
"Take them!"