Quadruple split

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The Chauvinist Empire, the royal capital of Trone, and the palace of Tula

"Counting the time, I should be back soon..."

After the tragic loss of his beloved son, His Majesty William Boho, who had almost changed into a different person and whose hair had quietly turned gray, sat alone on the terrace and rubbed his forehead tiredly.

The snug-fitting and comfortable robe had become a little too loose without even realizing it.

Trone, who is always favored by the sun, is also filled with gloom without even realizing it.

Still unconsciously, the country has become a mess.

Although every time I stand on a high platform and overlook the country, the country is still prosperous as far as the eye can see, but in fact, the country is already crumbling.

He was obviously very outstanding, but he died in order to give up the throne to his younger brother who had been living in confusion.

Farah, who had grown up with him and was like a needle in the sea to the empire, died.

Chauvin's hope for the future, his proudest son, also died.

They all left themselves in a ridiculous gesture, leaving nothing behind except this precarious empire.

Although his wife forced a smile every day, she who regarded Arthur as a treasure was probably also suffering heart-wrenching pain. The only reason why she gritted her teeth and persisted until now was just because she didn't want to lose her last spiritual support.

【I always feel so tired...】

The merchant king, who tried hard to regain clarity in his eyes and single-handedly sent Chauvin into the economic powerhouse of the Southwest Continent, sighed deeply, with bitterness overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Once upon a time, his biggest goal was to accumulate enough knowledge for Chauvin, and then send his extremely outstanding son to the throne, who could be called a born king. If he still had the strength left, he would assist him until he could no longer walk. when.

Over the years, he has always been at the forefront, forcefully carrying out drastic reforms of the empire, and working hard to pave the way for the new king in the future. However, not long ago, the goal he was striving for unexpectedly fell to the wayside. Got off.

Arthur, fell on the way to coronation.

And what is the purpose of everything I do while still wearing the crown?

I want to survive until Chauvin can take a place in the southwest, because of Arthur.

He wanted to survive until the decadent Griffin dynasty fell apart, all because of Arthur.

It was because of Arthur that he wanted to survive until the great new king came to this land.

But now, Arthur left first.

William Bohe's decades of life were completely denied the moment he heard the news.

Like a joke, like a farce.

【Destroy it~】

Finally, the exhausted merchant king came to this conclusion.

Because he knew very well that from the moment he lost Arthur, Chauvin had no future.

The Blood Lion Emperor is still young, and it would be easy to consume him to death. After that, the iron hooves of the Griffin Dynasty will surely trample the country as soon as possible and eat up all the rich flesh and blood of Shavin.

This is the inevitable outcome.

So, since Chauvin's national destiny has been doomed, why should he continue to persevere? Why continue on this lonely and hopeless road?

Rather than perish in silence, why can't I go crazy once after everything has been taken away from me? Why not indulge yourself one last time?

Why not take advantage of the fact that he still has a few minions to avenge his son himself?

Since Chauvin's fate is a foregone conclusion, and since his willfulness will not make the situation worse, but only push the progress forward a little, why wait for the mocking blood lion to take the lead?

Isn't it because Griffin didn't take action because he was afraid that Chauvin would make him pay the price?

In this way, wouldn't it be too cowardly if I had not taken advantage of the chauvinism after the tragedy and took advantage of it?

"I am Chauvin's will. I need a war..."

William laughed with red eyes and clenched his fists: "So Chauvin will bring about a war and become the first firewood. He will not hesitate to destroy the country and the family, and let the war engulf the entire southwest."

Then--

"Your condition is dangerous, Your Majesty."

A magnetic deep male voice sounded close by, and at some point, a middle-aged man with gray hair, a clean beard, and a black waiter uniform appeared behind him and said expressionlessly: "This is not us. Hope to see that.”

Because he was already very familiar with this voice, William was not surprised. He just turned his head to look at the other party and said softly: "How about saying hello first when you come in next time? Mr. Li Fu Astor." "

"I will consider it, Your Majesty."

Li Fu leaned over to greet William, with a faint smile on his lips: "But even if the country is ruined and the family is destroyed, the war will engulf the entire southwest. This is the first time I have heard of it."

William frowned slightly, then turned to look at the haze in the sky again, and said casually: "I should have told you about launching a war against Griffin."

Li Fu nodded slightly and said calmly: "That's right."

"so……"

William narrowed his eyes and asked without looking back: "Do you think this is not enough to involve Southwest in the war?"

Li Fu shook his head and replied calmly: "Not to mention the Adolf Free Territory, if the Dreamland Theocracy and the Silver Wing Alliance don't intend to let the Griffin Dynasty take advantage, they will definitely not be able to help but take action."

William's eyes narrowed and he turned to glance at Li Fu: "So, what did you hear for the first time? Mr. Astor."

"Of course it's the saying 'I don't care if the country is destroyed or the family is destroyed'."

Li Fo stood respectfully behind William and said leisurely: "I said, this is not what we want to see."

William was stunned at first, then raised his eyebrows and said: "You are quite lenient. Why, are you planning to protect me, Chauvin, from dying in this upcoming war? This should go against what you told me before... It’s the style of Tianzhu Mountain.”

"Yes, after all, Tianzhu Mountain will not interfere in such matters in most cases."

Li Fu smiled appropriately and said in a brisk tone: "We once sat back and watched the Sun Dynasty almost dominate the northwest, and watched helplessly as that great country turned the pride of the dragon clan into the end of the dragon, until the parliament at that time decided to attack hastily. Tianzhu Mountain has just taken action to punish... So in principle, as long as no one takes the initiative to take advantage of Tianzhu Mountain, Tianzhu Mountain will not interfere with the 'mundane world' and 'mundane affairs' outside the mountain."

Although William at this moment has been wiped out by all thoughts, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has given up on himself, he is still the unfathomable businessman king after all, so he immediately discovered the clues in Li Fo's previous words. He asked in a deep voice: "Then what exactly is the 'you' you just mentioned..."

"He may mean..."

Accompanied by a sonorous sound, Marshal Galahad, wearing heavy armor, walked slowly from across the courtyard, his sharp-edged face full of seriousness: "We."

"Your Majesty."

Duke Garros, who was standing next to the old man, smiled gently, raised his staff and saluted William as a court mage.

"Your Excellency Marshal... Garros..."

William's eyes widened subconsciously, and then he suddenly turned around to face the two of them. After a moment of silence, he suddenly burst into laughter: "Haha, hahahahahaha! That's it, that's it. Seeing Astor acting like this today I should have known it when Butler Dao En appeared here. Sure enough... all of this... was done by you..."

"No."

With a voice that was so calm that it seemed hollow suddenly sounded, a man wearing a black dress, with the upper half of his face still covered by the pale mask, walked out from behind Galahad, using his pair of eyes as dark as the abyss. Mo's eyes met William's and he said softly: "To be precise, I did it."

"The Lord of Sin."

William, who had vaguely guessed the truth, was not surprised. He just looked at Mo Tan with neither joy nor sorrow, and said lightly: "No... Mo."

"Your Majesty."

Mo did not salute, but walked up to William's side without squinting, looked at the leafy green plants in the courtyard with cold eyes, and said calmly: "If you don't mind, can you let us skip those annoying things?" How about getting straight to the point of the established plot?”

William did not turn his head to look at the 'Sin Lord' beside him, who seemed to have already seen him. He just asked without looking back: "You mean, the anger, resentment, hatred between me and this country... They are all not worth mentioning in your eyes, right?"

"That's right."

Mo nodded lightly and narrated without any emotion: "First of all, as you can see, I conquered His Excellency Duke Bart Garros through some interesting means and made him accept me on behalf of the upper class of the Chauvin Empire, and then …”

"You control them."

William turned his head to look at the other person coldly, and there was blood oozing out from the corner of his mouth where his teeth were almost broken.

"I don't like to be interrupted, Your Majesty William, but...it doesn't matter, you are a great king and can certainly enjoy some extra patience."

Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and once again showed the kind smile that belonged to the 'Sin Lord', but there was no smile in his eyes at this moment, so he looked like a person who was delicate enough, but After all, the completion level is only 90%, and the doll is missing something important.

After a brief pause, and seeing that William was just staring at him with no intention of continuing, Mo Cai suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and said in a soft but without any warmth voice: "Galaha. Marshal Special, Bart Garros, Jude Fossey... Of course you can understand that I control them, but compared to this explanation... another explanation may be more appropriate. Your Majesty William, you know the blind eye Jiao?"

As expected, William did not answer.

"That is a very interesting fish. Although it is a dragon, it is so weak that it cannot even be called a beast."

Mo Ye did not expect William to give him any feedback, but just said to himself: "They are born in safe waters with no natural enemies, where they live and breed, and the vast majority of blind dragons have no vision throughout their lives. Only a few of the few will miraculously gain the ability to see in the last few months of their lives, and then..."

"Leave safe waters and die in a trench infested with monsters."

William, whose teeth were almost broken, took a deep breath and looked directly into the other party's dark and deep eyes: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"What I want to say is..."

Mo raised his right hand, pointed at Garros and others who were standing quietly not far away, and said softly: "I am the miracle that gave them vision. Although it is not a beautiful miracle, it is still enough to make them leave voluntarily. Comfortable, warm waters, on the road to destruction.”

"..."

"Then, let me tell you something that your Majesty may be interested in. I led the fall of Farah Ossis, created the rebellion and destruction of the Kunda Territory, won over Li Fo, the agent of Tianzhu Mountain, and planned Arthur... Bo He's tragedy, but you can rest assured... Since the crystal pendant given to you by Tianzhu Mountain is very mysterious, I don't intend to let you see the same scenery as Garros and the others."

"..."

"Sorry, it seems like I get bored more easily than I thought, so let's just jump through the steps again and get to the final stage."

"..."

"For this period of time, Li Fu has been paying attention to you under my instruction and trying to figure out some decisive things. Until now, we have finally determined that in your eyes, Arthur Bohe's weight is greater than that of the entire The jingoistic empire.”

Noticing a wave of confusion in William's lifeless eyes, Mo Po nodded with satisfaction and said softly: "Great father, this identity is your only flaw as a king, and it is unfortunate that However, this flaw still has serious instability, so after a brief consideration, I decided to solve this problem in the simplest way."

At the same time, William, who knew very well that under the protection of Galahad and others, would never be able to succeed in revenge, also threw away the dagger in his sleeves, licked the corners of his chapped lips, and a hint of relief formed at the corners of his mouth. : "If you want to reunite our father and son as soon as possible, I hope to die in the same way as Arthur. For a father, the most painful sin is not being able to empathize with his son after hearing about his tragic death."

"No, no, no, you have to admit, William, that most fathers can't actually do this."

Along with a spatial distortion that made William feel extremely familiar, a young man with waist-length white hair, wearing a large white robe with black stripes, and eyes of different colors appeared in front of him, smiling kindly: "By the way, tell me. You have bad news, even if you die now, you will not be able to reunite with Arthur and his son."

William staggered on the spot: "Far...Grandpa Farah..."

"It's a nostalgic name, but I hope that from now on, you can call me Osiris, White Bishop Osiris. Of course, you can still call him Arthur."

Osiris blinked, and then took half a step back, letting go of the figure who was teleported here with him by space magic.

…

It seemed like a century had passed. The familiar face smiled in front of the emperor, whose eyes were bloodshot, his hair was gray, and he was almost unsteady on his feet. He waved briskly——

"Long time no see, father."

Chapter 1,488: End