Before he was crowned king II

The turning wheels rolled over the gravel-paved road, and the flock of sandy-brown birds was startled by the carriage, flapping their wings and soaring into the air.

"Sean, don't worry too much, Carrie is a professional doctor, and she will definitely save Parker."

Professor Nick comforted in a low voice, looked at the blond young man sitting opposite, and patted him on the shoulder.

"I'm fine, Professor. I just can't imagine that something as horrible as this happened to Parker."

Sean's voice sounded in the carriage, his tone could not conceal the heavy grief, "He is innocent and pitiful."

Two days ago, the gray wall of Saint Via was attacked fiercely by the orc rebels.Then in the slums outside the gray wall, the two sides fought fiercely, and countless people died tragically under muskets and sharp knives.

This intrusive battle lasted for ten hours, and the final result was that the Santa Via army won with an absolute advantage.

These were the latest news Sheehan read in the Weekly Chronicle this morning.

The communiqué is the only way for ordinary citizens to obtain important political matters. All the texts appearing on it may not be accurate and true, but they must have been unified with the royal family or the military.

Therefore, most of the citizens of Sanvia only know that their heroic soldiers defeated the savage sub-orc rebels. They don't know how many low-level citizens outside the gray wall were burned to death by overwhelming fire magic that day, let alone Their first prince Fern Salfield has died forever.

The carriage stopped in front of an elegant building with a triangular roof, and Dr. Carrie was already waiting for them at the door.

"Carrie, how is the child?" Nick got out of the carriage with a cane.

"I saved my life, and I'm resting on the bed." Carrie said with a smile.

"Thank goodness, he's still alive." Nick and Sean exchanged glances, then walked up to Carrie and gave a cheek-to-cheek salute, "You're really amazing, Carrie. I'm so proud of you."

"Hello, Mrs. Carrie. Thank you very much for curing Parker." Sean saluted this elegant and dignified old lady.

"You are Nick's students, this is what I can do. Don't be too polite, come in."

Carrie brought the two of them into the house, "But that child named Parker is really dangerous, the flint pierced his right shoulder blade, and his body also lost serious blood.

When it was delivered last night, his breathing had almost stopped. If it slowed down, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do. "

"Fortunately, Sean reminded me of Parker's leave and returning to his hometown in time. I thought it would not be such a coincidence."

Nick sighed, "I didn't expect... Hey, fortunately, I asked an old friend in the patrol army at that time, and I heard that it was lying in a pile of corpses when it was found."

"There is always a glimmer of hope hidden in misfortune." Carrie couldn't help feeling emotional after hearing this, "The gods blessed him in the end."

With a bang, something fell to the ground in the closed room.

"What's going on?" Carrie immediately pushed the door open when she heard the voice, and the young man was half lying on the bed with a sluggish expression, his right hand was shaking like a sieve.

"Are you awake? Is there something wrong with my poor child?" Carrie leaned over and asked softly.

"My hand..." Parker's voice was hoarse.

"Let me see, what's wrong with your hand?" Carrie sat on the edge of the bed, gently touching Parker's arm.

Sean stood at the door, bending down to pick up the cylindrical earthenware cup that had fallen to the ground.

"I...can't control it..." Parker stared at his hand, his voice trembling.

"Don't get emotional." Carrie pressed Parker's slender arm. "The tremor in your arm is because your shoulder blade was seriously injured. Although it looks healed now, it's still damaged inside. Come on, try your best to let it go." Take it easy on yourself."

Parker couldn't let himself relax, but those images were clearly engraved in his mind and couldn't go away.

The patrol officer holding the gun, the corpse lying in a pool of blood, the pain of being shot through...

Also, the face his adoptive father looked at...

"Ugh..." Parker's eyes were red, and he covered his mouth tightly with his other hand, a strong sense of nausea surged from his chest.

Parker closed his eyes, his forehead began to sweat, and the desire to vomit came up wave after wave.

However, he hadn't eaten for two days, and there was nothing in his stomach, and he only spit out bitter juice from his mouth for a long time.

"It's okay, Parker. Everything is over." Someone patted him on the back with a gentle and forceful voice, "You are safe now, no one can hurt you anymore."

Hearing this familiar voice, Parker couldn't help but shed tears.He hugged the person in front of him tightly, and his fear and anxiety finally broke out at this moment.

"Let's come out first, and let the two young people be alone for a while." Professor Nick said to Dr. Carrie.

"I thought... I'd never see you again... I was scared..." Parker choked up, "It's really scary..."

Sean just patted Parker on the back, quietly listening to the other party vent his emotions.

"I told the arresting officer... that I was a student, but he insisted that I was a Suborc in disguise..."

Parker's mood was not stable, and he talked a lot in the middle.This state lasted for a long time, until his body was exhausted, Sean helped him lie back on the bed.

"Sorry, Sean." Parker looked at the young man's collar, "I seem to have lost the remote device."

"None of this matters, Parker. Get some rest."

"Hmm..." Parker obediently responded.His weak body couldn't hold it anymore, and he quickly closed his heavy eyelids.

"Is Parker feeling better?" Professor Nick asked as Sean closed the door gently.

"He fell asleep after saying something to me."

"Did he tell you how he got hurt?" Professor Nick asked.

"No, no."

"Is that so? Carrie told me just now that the hole on Parker's shoulder was left by a ****. If you let me know that it was done by a bastard in the military..." Professor Nick's face became angry, and his temper began to rise. .

"Professor, this matter has not been settled yet, so don't be angry." Seeing Professor Nick looking as if he was about to rush out and smash the military headquarters, Sean immediately turned his eyes to Dr. Carrie.

"Yeah, Nick. Maybe it's the sub-orc man who picked up the gun." Carrie also knows Professor Nick's impulsive temper, "You are also getting old, and getting angry is not a good thing. And that child is resting, you are so loud It’s not good to scare him..."

Seeing that Dr. Carrie comforted Professor Nick, Sean saluted slightly, got in the carriage and rushed back to school.

"Xion, how is Parker's health?" Back at the Falcon Club pavilion, Alex and several other members who had seen Parker gathered to ask about the situation.

"When you wake up, there may be some sequelae on your hands." Sean sat on his seat.

"It's a blessing... to be able to save my life from those violent sub-orcs." Fiona's face turned slightly pale.

"I heard that they often go crazy continuously." Someone nodded in response, "I can't control my actions."

"The sub-orcs are really scary..."

"It's not the sub-orcs who hurt him." After Sean finished speaking, everyone looked at him, and the atmosphere fell into dead silence.

"I think he might have been accidentally injured." Shine paused and added.

"Xion, you're thinking too much. The orcs must have done this." Fiona's expression softened.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much." Sean didn't choose to continue explaining the truth, he just simply tested the attitudes of the people around him.

Sure enough, under the deliberate guidance of public opinion, most people in Sanvia have a very strong resistance to the sub-orc race.

"I also think they did it." Erics, who had always been very quiet, suddenly said, "Their methods are too radical, they can't tell right from wrong, and they don't even need a reason to take the lives of innocent people."

Sean raised his eyes slightly, and Alex's statement made him a little surprised.In his impression, people like Erics who measure themselves by "justice and fairness" should have a more friendly and peaceful attitude towards sub-orcs.

What's more, he still clearly remembered that the other party took the initiative to defend a sub-orc slave when he first went to the slave farm.

He didn't know what happened in the middle, which changed Erics' mind.

"Sorry, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Alex's face was gloomy, and he left the lobby of the museum early.

"He must have remembered about his brother." Fiona said softly, "Viscount Sheen died because of the orc rebellion."

Fiona's words made Sean dazed for a moment.

"Sean Miller." The door of the lounge was pushed open again, and Sean turned his head. The person who came in was not Alex who turned back, but President Lambert who looked worried.

Everyone in the lounge stood up.

"Come out for a while." Lambert ignored the others and looked at Sean without squinting.

"President, what happened?" Sean walked into the dimly lit corridor.

"It's a very serious matter. It should be said that it is related to the future fate of the entire empire." Lambert's tense face was half hidden in the shadows, "Because His Highness trusts you very much, and your mind is indeed quite smart. So just in case One, I decided to take you to the palace with me."

Sean followed Lambert closely, and he vaguely guessed that the big event that had been hidden by the imperial family for the past two days should start to ferment.