Delusional [Quick Transmigration]

※Imperial Flowers

It is not so easy for the Holy See to use this matter to restrain the king - the son of Donglu lives in seclusion, and except for the top nobles of the empire, ordinary people do not know his improper relationship with the king.

They even thought he was a poor captive in the palace.

He was never as domineering as the lovers of previous kings, so that anecdotes spread in street taverns.The king also didn't like anyone prying into his treasures.

The Holy See wanted to spread rumors about the people from the East, but the king's minions closely monitored every move of the upper echelons of the Holy See—he forbade anyone to tarnish Xie Xiangzhi's reputation.When Xie Xiangzhi is willing, he will personally crown him in front of the people of Notland.

Under the long-term confrontation, the faith continued to be lost, and the Holy See finally couldn't hold on, and was the first to reach an agreement with the king.So in great sincerity they sent a young cardinal, the most likely next pope, to negotiate a secret peace with the king.

But centuries of arrogance have not taught them to bow down to secular monarchs.

The cardinal stood in front of the king in a white robe, with a lingering arrogance in his tone: "Your Majesty, the Pope has recently heard that you are obsessed with the son of the Eastern Land. You know that according to the doctrine, this is against the father An unclean act of God's will."

"I am here today to convey the will of His Majesty the Pope. If you cannot use the blood of the son of Donglu to wash away the sins you committed against the Father God, then I am afraid that we will no longer be able to believe that you are the most loyal Father God." Wait for me believer."

The meaning of the cardinal's words is obvious - if you don't kill and thank each other, you will be excommunicated by the Holy See.

In the land of Notland, where theocracy has been deeply rooted for hundreds of years, a king who is not recognized by the church is basically about to be overthrown from his rule.

But such words cannot threaten the king. His attitude towards the Holy See has been contemptuous and contemptuous since he was a boy, and he has dismissed "Father God", "Pope" and "Atonement".

He smiled coldly: "When did I believe in your so-called Father God?"

"In the land of Notland, I am the only ruler."

The cardinal felt something from his murderous tone, and took a step back in disbelief.

"You are blaspheming the gods, you are going to go to purgatory..."

"Oh?" The king said contemptuously, "I thought it was the Pope who had given birth to seven or eight illegitimate children and went to hell first to meet his father God? After all, there is no doctrine that approves of the Pope and a few mistresses gathering together for prostitution. ?”

"What do you say? My lord bishop?"

The cardinal turned pale.

On this day, the distinguished guests from the Holy See failed to leave the palace, and the blood of theocracy once again established the brilliance of the jewels on the king's crown.

Xie Xiangzhi didn't know all of this. He sat under the window of the king's bedroom and read a royal biography written in Xilu language, which mentioned various legends of the young César, including how he bloodbathed the noble lord of the fief and seized power while the old king was seriously ill. Take the throne and kill eleven members of the royal family, including his half-brother.

The methods are iron-blooded and cruel, making people silent.

The court lady brought him afternoon tea, which was the most characteristic of Notland's Akamade black tea and pine cone shortbread.

She didn't say anything because she didn't speak Donglu.In the entire palace, only His Majesty the King can speak the obscure and complicated language from the Eastern Continent.And this son of the Eastern Continent—even though he has the honorable title of Duke of Notland, people still use this title to refer to him, and it seems that he does not speak the Western Continent.

She has no doubt that this is the king's means to monopolize the rose.

But what surprised her was that the prince of Donglu thanked her in standard Xilu language before she finished everything and left, and expected her to reduce the sugar in the black tea a little tomorrow.

His voice was low, inexplicably hoarse, reminding the female officer of the sound of Donglu's exquisite porcelain sliding across the red velvet.

Only then did the female officer notice the book in his hand. The cover is exquisitely gilded, and it is a typical book in the West.

Tell the history of the royal family of Notland.

It was obvious that he knew Xilu, and might even be proficient in speaking it.But he never spoke a word of Silu in the presence of the king.

The female officer backed away in surprise.

She couldn't figure out the complicated relationship between His Majesty the King and this prince, but she clearly found that the behavior of this prince of Donglu might be a little bit different from their long-standing cognition.

Others don't know that the relationship between the violent king and the son of Donglu who he snatched by force is not that bad.

This bystander obviously includes the Holy See.

Xie Xiangzhi raised his eyebrows in surprise, not knowing how the Marquis of Allen sneaked into the king's bedroom guarded by knights.

Most likely César let him in.

But Marquis Allen himself did not realize this.

Marquis Allen was the one who spoke to Xie Xiangzhi at the banquet. He was fluent in Donglu and could communicate with Xie Xiangzhi.At the banquet, he originally wanted to test Xie Xiangzhi's tone, but before he could say a few words, he was interrupted by the sudden appearance of His Majesty the King.

The Marquis of Allen had no doubt that if he hadn't had a legitimate reason, he might not have been able to walk out of the palace gate that night.

He performed a nondescript Donglu etiquette to Xie Xiangzhi in a personable manner, and then under Xie Xiangzhi's gaze, he explained his intention of coming in a self-touching tone.

—He came on behalf of the Holy See.

"His Royal Highness, I am very worried when I hear about the various shameless acts the king has done to you."

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"If you want, we can reach a friendly cooperation. Notland doesn't need a violent monarch, Father God will be disappointed that Notland has such a ruler. As long as you kill him, you can return To my hometown, Donglu, it is really a beautiful and rich land."

"Your Highness, you must be very angry that this shameless tyrant, César, killed your father and brother! Now is your chance to avenge them, as long as you cooperate with us. Even the generous Pope is willing to return the land of Donglu , occupying the homes of innocents is an unforgivable crime."

Marquis Allen said as he handed out a dagger, a sinister light flashed in his eyes.

As long as César is removed, the Holy See will support him to the throne, even if his succession order is very late, it will not be a problem.

God the Father is merciful and generous, and will give everything to his most sincere believers.

The dagger had an ominous blue luster. Xie Xiangzhi took it over and looked at it casually. He was sure that it was coated with some kind of secret poison handed down by the family - many families in Westland have this kind of "inheritance" passed down from generation to generation. It was a common thing among the nobility.

He understood Marquis Allen's meaning from the broken Donglu language spoken by Marquis Allen.

He is the matchmaker of the Holy See, and the Holy See wants him, His Majesty's lover, to assassinate César. As a transaction reward, they are willing to return the large tract of land in the Eastern Continent occupied by Notland's cavalry and let him return to the Eastern Continent.

Let's not talk about what kind of face the Holy See will put on after César's death. This is the condition, and Xie Xiangzhi also thinks that the face of the Holy See is really too big.

He may think that the light of his father god shines forever, and the entire continent is the territory of the father god.

He hooked the corners of his mouth mockingly, and at the same time, he was sure in his heart why this seemingly worthless Marquis of Allen could avoid the inspection of Cesar's elite knights and sneak into the king's bedroom.

This certainly cannot escape César's deliberate indulgence. The foolish Lord Marquis thought that he was extremely clever and avoided the king's eyes and ears.

As for César's purpose, for Xie Xiangzhi, he could see through it at a glance.

César was eager to find a reason to lock him in the court for the rest of his life.

The King's elite Cavaliers must be out there now, waiting for a catch.

Xie Xiangzhi regretted that he left with him so easily on the ruins of the Donglu Palace back then.

Everyone said that César was bewildered by seductiveness, and was bewildered by the eldest son of Donglu, but in reality, he was the one who was insane.

Xie Xiangzhi thought with some regret that it would not be a bad thing if César was left in the Eastern Capital, although his knights might be more troublesome to deal with.

But it happened to be a mistake.

The bitter fruit he planted with his own hands can only be swallowed by himself.

Despite thinking about it, Xie Xiangzhi accepted the dagger handed over by Marquis Allen. The sharp blue dagger was sheathed and slipped into Xie Xiangzhi's sleeve—he was wearing Donglu-style clothes, and the wide sleeves were used to hide things and then Not suitable.

Seeing him put down the dagger, Marquis Allen couldn't help but cocked his mouth proudly.

Xie Xiangzhi slightly lowered his eyes, for some reason, there was a chilling and dangerous gloomyness between those delicate and beautiful brows.

"Marquis Allen, your ideas and words are very pleasant, but I have to correct two small mistakes of yours."

"First, in Donglu, my address is 'Shizi', which is different from those princes under the emperor's knees. I am not the emperor's son, and the emperor is not my father. Not my real brother."

"second."

When it came to this point, the young and handsome Prince Donglu showed a secret smile, which made Marquis Allen suddenly have a bad feeling.

Sure enough, under the candlelight, the young man who looked as bewitching as a succubus spoke in a young voice, and every word kept breaking his heart.

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"Those so-called 'brothers' of mine didn't die at the hands of César. In fact, before César's cavalry broke through the Eastern Kingdom—"

"He died by my sword."