Calamity Crown

The Summer Palace, the Tesin royal family's summer resort.

As night fell, King George VI, who had dinner, was standing by the lake in casual robes, holding bread crumbs in his hand and feeding the goldfish in the lake—this was the dinner he had every day after he moved to the Summer Palace post activity.

As soon as the bread crumbs were thrown down, a group of goldfish gathered.

And when George VI clapped his hands to indicate that there were no crumbs, the goldfish swam away.

George VI looked at this scene with a smile on his face, and raised his hand to signal his followers to send some more bread crumbs.

The king of Tesin is just fifty years old. For commoner families, he is already an old man, but for the royal family, he is in the prime of life.

However, the king was not obsessed with power. Ten years ago, he divided his rights equally among his three younger brothers so that he could spend his days at leisure.

Except for the regular meetings on the 1st, 10th, and 30th of each month, the ministers basically did not see the king.

Instead, I will see His Majesty the King at some receptions and salons.

Naturally, some people complained about doing so.

But it did not change the king's approach.

His Majesty the king promised with a smile that there would be no more in the future, while still going his own way.

And Tesin did not fall into chaos, but became stronger in a certain sense.

"Your Majesty, the three princes are here."

When the attendant handed over the bread crumbs, he whispered.

"So fast?"

"It seems that what happened in the northern border is bigger than imagined!"

The king sighed, but unhurriedly sprinkled the crumbs from his hands.

When the last crumbs were gone, the king clapped his hands and walked towards the small reception room of the summer palace.

The door of the reception room was not closed, and the king saw his three younger brothers at a glance.

Sitting upright, Prince Gerald, with a military look, wears a military dress even in summer—a kind of dress that has been refined for officers to attend daily activities. Different, but Prince Gerald, who is a general, has a gold star on his shoulder.

Standing there admiring the tulips in the small parlor, Prince Mossaryk, His Royal Highness has a slack face, and seems to be admiring the tulips, but in fact he keeps yawning, as if he is not awake at all .

Prince Ronald, who had been resting with his eyes closed all the time, had the calmest face. His hands were resting on the armrests of the sofa, one leg was folded on the other, and his breathing was steady and long.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

The king didn't arrive, so he spoke first.

Prince Gerald stood up directly and greeted him respectfully.

"His Majesty!"

The Prince of Mossaryk complained slightly.

"Brother, you should have time to watch."

Prince Ronald opened his eyes, smiled at King George VI, and did not speak.

"Okay, okay, I know."

The king comforted Prince Mossaryk, then walked to the sofa in the middle of the reception room, and continued. He looked at his three younger brothers and sighed, "Is it the northern border?"

"Well, yes, Your Majesty."

"Our ambassador and entourage in the north died two hours ago."

After Prince Gerald nodded, he said meticulously.

"Shadow, the largest assassin organization in the north, publicly offered a bounty for our heads."

The prince of Mossaryk followed with a look of disdain.

"Our spies have also lost contact."

Prince Ronald was the last one, speaking softly.

"Hahaha."

"It seems that you have pushed the old bear into a hurry."

"Tell me, what did you do?"

When George VI heard the words of the three princes, he was not angry at all, but laughed out loud.

"Someone attacked Old Bear's nephew Goethe Wayne."

"and……"

"Also put a smile on this young man's face."

Under the watchful eyes of Prince Gerald and Prince Mossaryk, Prince Ronald spoke unhurriedly, and gestured the so-called 'smiley face' to the three brothers.

"No wonder the old bear went crazy."

George VI suddenly nodded.

"Brother, now is not the time to sigh, what should we do?"

Prince Mossaryk said directly.

"Let's talk about your method first."

George VI looked at Prince Gerald as he spoke.

"I have asked the Second Army to be more vigilant near the northern border, and the Third and Fourth Armies are ready to go."

said Prince Gerald.

"I asked my men to get closer to the 'Shadow' to see if they could get in and find that troublesome guy."

Mossaryk continued.

"A secret army under my command has already gone to the northern border - they will let the Ke family in the northern border understand that some things cannot cross the bottom line."

Prince Ronald said finally.

This is not overreach.

Because this is the right that George VI gave to Prince Ronald.

"Well, just do it your way."

"But you must exercise restraint."

"Our enemy is not the North."

George VI didn't have any objection, just a reminder.

The three princes immediately bowed and answered.

After that, the three princes bid farewell one by one.

George VI did not leave the small reception room, he was waiting.

About five minutes later, Prince Mossaryk returned.

"Brother!"

Prince Mossaryk was not as casual as before, but saluted seriously.

"OK OK."

"do not do that."

"You are my brother."

George VI held Prince Mossaryk's hand and said with a smile.

"My lord, I have already sent someone to contact the Farbers—they promised to act within a week and pretend to attack Bear Castle."

"With our help, the daughter led by Svetla also quietly gathered some soldiers who were loyal to Tesvela's old owner. At this time, they just came in handy."

"Internal and external troubles, the old bear's attention will definitely be attracted."

"At that time, cooperate with Gerald's second army to go first, and the third and fourth armies to keep up. They will definitely be able to quickly sweep across the northern border and approach Hallest, the capital of the northern border."

Prince Mossaryk talked about his real plan.

After hearing Prince Mossaryk's plan, George VI heaved a long sigh of relief.

"Mosa, fortunately you are here, otherwise I don't know what to do."

"With your ability, you are more suitable to be the king."

"but me?"

"It's more suitable for rest and recuperation."

His Majesty the King looked at Prince Mossaryk gratefully.

"My lord brother, you who have saved me more than once are the most suitable."

Prince Mossaryk said firmly.

Then, His Royal Highness once again saluted George VI farewell.

"Brother, I'm going to ensure the success of the plan."

"Go and be safe."

King George VI urged, and sent Prince Mossaryk to the gate of the summer palace, and then reluctantly returned to the small reception room.

That Prince Ronald has been waiting for a long time.

"Your Majesty, Dronsta, the High Priest of the Church of Flesh, is willing to serve the royal family."

"And also silently wrote down all the secret techniques of the 'Church of Flesh'."

"only……"

"The way the 'Lord of Flesh' descended cannot be written."

Prince Ronald reported.

"It's about the gods, so that's good enough—that 'mist killer' has been trained well. If possible, continue to select some people from the 'transcendent'."

"We need 'Secret Keepers', but we also need more power that is entirely our own."

"Knife should not have thoughts."

George VI said slowly.

"clear."

"There is still a secret army of mine in the north, do you want to use it?"

asked Ronald.

"Not yet, this secret army needs to be used as a decisive blow when the old bear is completely exhausted."

George VI emphasized.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Prince Ronald nodded yes.

Then, His Royal Highness disappeared without a trace, just like returning suddenly before.

George VI stood up and walked towards the lake.

"His Majesty!"

Prince Gerald put his hands on his chest and bowed in salute.

George VI waved his hand and looked at his younger brother with a smile.

"Gerald, do you know why I am willing to give you my army?"

asked the king.

"Because I am the person you trust the most!"

Prince Gerald replied emphatically.

"certainly!"

"There is no doubt about it!"

"But there's the most important point—"

"just!"

As the king spoke, he looked straight at Prince Gerald, and he said word by word: "You are the most just person I have ever met, and only a truly just person can make soldiers brave and Only then can we be able to treat people equally, and we will not be greedy for the credit of our subordinates - Tesin's beliefs from the founding of the country by the ancestor George I are reflected in you."

"but me?"

"It can't be done."

"I will change my position because of family affection and friendship."

George VI smiled wryly as he spoke.

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will do it for you."

Prince Gerald promised.

"I trust you."

"So, in this battle with the northern border, you must know what to do."

George VI looked expectantly at Prince Gerald.

The latter responded with a knightly salute.

"I won't let you down."

After speaking, Prince Gerald left.

George VI again asked his entourage to bring some bread crumbs.

With the bread crumbs thrown in, the goldfish swam over again.

Just like the people around him.

Goldfish are for food.

What about those people?

Fame or profit vary.

Therefore, he can only prescribe the right medicine.

Facing someone like Mossaryk who looks frivolous but actually values ​​love and righteousness, treat him with affection.

Facing a person like Ronald who values ​​power, then give him more power, let power become the shackles of the other party, and work hard for him.

And facing someone who valued his reputation like Gerald?

Then bind the other party with righteousness.

Let the opponent be his best spear and shield.

Of course, you have to rely on yourself at the most critical moment.

"Go and remind Credor, acting is fine, don't get too deep into it."

George VI said softly.

In the shadow beside him, it swayed slightly.

Calm was restored the next moment.

"Northern...Northern..."

"Ancestor, why do you want to leave the inheritance in the north?"

"Also, what exactly did you leave there?"

His Majesty the King murmured softly.