Ms. Wang Weina, my cousin can't do it either

【——Reed is not Vayfan, her bloodline is far purer and nobler than those other dragons, she is Drake, she is the red dragon with burning bloodline and destiny!Just like Aslan is to Ferlin, she is different! 】

[In the Victorian annals of the Royal Private Library of Londinium, there is such a record: The lions claimed to be kings together, and Draco and Aslan each received equal opportunities.After this ancient treaty, they were both eligible to become sole monarchs of Victoria.what does this mean? 】

【Perhaps I should think about the relationship between Wayne and Weicao. They are friends now, but they can’t just be friends in the future.Wayne may become the key to mediate the conflict between the red dragon and the lions, and become the most orthodox king in Victoria's history. This golden opportunity cannot be wasted. 】

[I will solve the problem of the throne! 】

The notes stop here.

Wayne looked at the last sentence, which was like a declaration, and suddenly remembered something. He looked up and looked at the date in the diary again.

July 1085, 7 in the Terran calendar.The date of one of the most important battles in Victoria's recent history - the War of the Roses - is just five months away.

Five months may seem like a long time, but in fact it was less than half a year. The King of the North completed his armament reorganization in this half year. After the death of Weina's father Andrew, who was seriously ill, he finally went south and captured Lundini. m...

It is unimaginable, what a terrible action, what a terrible decision, what a terrible strength.

He accomplished his goal.Helping Wayne seize the throne of Victoria, he won the so-called opportunity to become the most orthodox and greatest emperor in Victoria's history.

Even though Wayne didn't want to.

[May 1087, 5 in the Terra calendar]

Two years have passed, and everything started from this date of the year—the War of the Roses, the Victory Day of the King in the North.

The mighty army entered the city wall of Londinium, and the [Unfallable City] finally fell into the hands of blood relatives. The Aslan royal family in the palace was purged, and only Wei Na escaped by chance.On this night, the King of the North wrote the last page of this notebook.

.......

"Vin, boy. You should know what I mean."

By the candlelight, the King of the North looked at the blond boy with a disgusted expression in front of him and said seriously,

"Weicao has a good impression of you, if you work harder, you can take her down."

"I take her as a friend."

"Friends depend on status!" The King of the Northern Territory emphasized, "Which of your former friends, which low-level workers, which tavern drinkers, which humble local nobles, you go to make friends with them as a prince, I There is no hindrance. But you should listen to me this time. Wayne, you are not young anymore. Reed is Drake, the only bloodline in all of Victoria who can be called a close relative to us except us Aslan himself. You always You don’t want to spend your whole life with an old man like me, do you?”

Of course, Wayne can also shirk the internal marriage with Aslan's royal family.

So the king of the north took a ruthless hand and washed the inside of Aslan clean.

For so long, the only woman beside Wei En is Wei Cao, and he has no choice.

The King of the North thought so, and he couldn't find a reason for Wayne to reject him.This is the best way to unify all of Victoria and completely resolve the troublesome northern border issues and the Drake issue.This is a major national event, and everyone should sacrifice some personal interests.

What's more, the reed grass is also very beautiful, and the relationship with Wayne has already reached the stage of dependence that is more than a friend and not a lover.He didn't think it was a form of coercion.

At most, it was my father's worry.

But Wayne rejected him with the faintest voice.

"I reject the offer."

Wayne can understand what the King of the North is doing. He is a nobleman. For the sake of a better bloodline, he should do this, as it should be.

But he hates this approach, because he doesn't think Weicao is a breeding machine for bloodline optimization, and he is not a breeding lion.

After all, he is not a p club player who should be shot.

.......

[He looked at me strangely, this look makes people angry, I don't understand why he doesn't understand my difficulties, is it because what I said is not clear enough? 】

【He thinks that I want to make Reed the king, the reason is that he has heard from some treacherous villain that the claim I used in this war of succession to the throne is not Aslan, but Drake’s Reed Grass. 】

[He thinks that I use him, his friend, my adoptive daughter Weicao, as a tool, a tool to realize Victoria's ideal of unification. 】

[It's ridiculous!I have never had such an idea, I provided him with the best education, met all his needs, and did not even limit him to hang out with lowly people, workers, and ignorant nobles, and finally He also laid a huge country for him, and gave him this crown as his coming-of-age gift today, on his birthday.He said that I never thought about him once? 】

【As my son, he actually didn't see any of my painstaking efforts, and he didn't even have a tacit understanding with me.He is looking at me like a stranger...]

[I regret it a little now.For the first time in my life, I touched him. 】

[I hope he can get rid of those traitors earlier, Drake symbolizes force and desire, Aslan symbolizes power and order, your combination will only make the bloodline stronger, but Victoria's throne will undoubtedly only be Aslan's, a girl who has lost her memory and is obedient to you can't threaten your place in my heart, and I never have the idea of ​​handing over the crown to Drake! 】

[Believe me, Wayne, I love you. 】

Wayne closed his notebook, and heaved a long sigh, with a trace of helpless bitterness in the smile on the corner of his mouth:

"You should say this in person. What's the use of writing it in a diary?"

Wayne has already recalled what happened after this, and recalled that bloody night.

It was the last night of the King in the North.

December 1091, 12 in the Terran calendar.

The holiest day in the Lateran religion, the gods return to the earth to heal the scars of natural disasters, heal the pain of Originium, and bring the gospel of new life.

The King of the North finished dealing with another round of missionary upsurge caused by the Lateran Catholic Church in Victoria. He was not good at government affairs, especially religious affairs. His blind suppression of Lateran religion not only failed to make the Holy See The disappearance in Victoria triggered riots of believers one after another.

Both he and Rutland had reached a breaking point of mutual tolerance.Maybe in a few days, he will make up his mind to send troops to make a pilgrimage with arms!

Putting aside the tedious religious affairs, he looked at the report on the "suspected figure of Aslan" in the Londinium civilian area handed over to the unicorn.

"And the fish that slipped through the net?"

The King of the North was about to check the contents of the report when an urgent letter with a special red lacquer seal for the King of the North attracted his attention.

He is the king of the northern border, and it is impossible for him to send a letter to himself, so there is only one source for this letter.

"Wayne?"

The matter that slipped through the net can be dealt with later, but the matter of Wayne must be put first.The King of the North opened the envelope, and the first line of words printed in his eyes made him feel overjoyed.

【Father, I've been thinking about it for a long time. We can discuss the matter of Weicao again.Please come to Lancaster House alone in the western suburbs of Londinium at 11:00 tonight.I will wait for you till dawn. 】

Why must it be late at night, not tomorrow?Why do you have to be alone, can't you bring your followers and guards?Why not wait for him to bring Weicao back to Londinium from Dublin and then discuss it together. Doesn't Wayne value her ideas?

This was a letter full of doubts, but the King of the North completely ignored all of it, and there was only relief in his mind at the moment.

Wayne understood him.

What evil can my son have?

He issued an order to recall Reed in the direction of Dublin, and then waited quietly.

ten o'clock.He rode out of the palace on time.

At 10:30, he traveled to the western suburbs, looked out from his horseback, and saw Wayne.However, the next moment, dense arrows and a tripping rope forced him to fall to the ground in embarrassment.

Wayne stepped forward, the sharp blade in his hand shimmering, he activated his Originium skills, and quickly killed the mercenaries who launched the sneak attack one by one.This matter is of great importance, and any witnesses are not allowed to stay, especially these mercenaries who are not firm in their mouths.After doing all this, he finally stood in front of the King of the North.He watched the great king, the ambitious hero, the most familiar stranger, raised his knife.

A knife pierced his heart, his blood was hot, but his heart was cold.

Then, he put the knife across his neck again, with a blank face, and said lightly:

"Since you want Wei Cao to sit in that position, then let her do it."

"I don't intend to be your pawn, nor do I intend to be Lateran's pawn. In the end... I have never cared about your throne from the very beginning."

........

Wayne slammed the notebook shut, regained consciousness from the state of trance, his hand subconsciously covered his neck at some point.

"hiss--"

A father who trusted his child from beginning to end, and a child who doubted his father from beginning to end.

As long as one of the two people has a higher emotional intelligence, things will not develop to such a degree.

"Whose fault is this?"

With a complicated mood, he put the notes on the bedside table, and Wayne took off his clothes, planning to take a cold shower in the bathroom to calm down his restless mood.

However, he had just taken off his coat when the locked bedroom door was opened by a brutal FBI-style knock with a bang!

"This is Chen, classmate Bruce, are you there! Come with me...go..."

Chen Zhi stared blankly at Wei En, whose upper body was bare.

shocked.

ps: Sunday py time:

The first book: "People are in the prehistoric, join the chat group"

Introduction: "In order to survive better, after traveling to the prehistoric world, I have been doing strength training such as push-ups, pull-ups, squat jumps, and long-distance running. Take a sightseeing tour, walk around and see..."

"So that's why you tore up the saint with your hands and smashed the Taoist ancestor with countless merits and treasures?"

"That's right, I'm just an ordinary monk with a little cultivation!"

Yu Hengxing: Nothing special.JPG

Ye Hei: Only [-] million dots.JPG

Artoria: Ordinary monk.JPG

Butterfly Ninja: Believe in you!

"People are in the wild, join the chat group"

ps2: It's the first time I write a [-]-word chapter, and I'm a little tired.This can be regarded as repaying two more, isn't it too much?

ps3: Chen: Hiss—oh, oh!I love Wayne forever (Boom!)

Chapter 123 Chapter 67 Your Knight

Wayne's mood right now is very complicated.

The "Wayne" recorded in the notes is a person who is the same as him but different. He can regard the experiences in the notes as a long life movie, either magnificent or plain, but this does not mean Then he was too cold-blooded to be touched by these plots.

After all, movies are originally a carrier for conveying emotions.

He didn't know what the King of the North was thinking while watching the boy under the moonlight at the last moment, and he didn't know that Wayne said "I never wanted to be your pawn, and I never planned to be Lateran's pawn." , from the very beginning....I don't care about this throne." Afterwards, he was thinking about something when he killed himself neatly.

He could only sigh melancholy, and cursed resignedly but helplessly in a low voice: "This land is full of such fucking things."

However, at least he fulfilled one of the wishes of the original owner—he did not take over the disgusting throne passed to him by the King of the North, but pushed Wei Na up to take over the bag.Judging from the current results, the effect of this plan is not bad.

It's the reed grass... Wayne hasn't figured out how to get in touch with her yet, but fortunately, the reed grass didn't follow the army of the king of the north from the border all the way to Londinium. At this moment, she should still be in Dublin, accompanied by the old men of the King of the North, looking for her lost family together.

"Take a shower, it's time to sleep."

Resisting the uneasy emotions after watching a grand tragedy movie, Wayne took off his shirt and was about to go into the bathroom to take a shower. The next second, the bedroom door was kicked open violently. .

"This is Chen! Classmate Bruce, are you there? Come on, come with me.....?"

The voice gradually weakened. Chen Zhi stared blankly at Wei En, who was standing by the bed and had just taken off his shirt. His face turned from red to white, and then from white to red again. He pointed with his trembling right hand. Wayne said:

"B...B... Bruce, what are you doing!"

Wayne also came back to his senses, looked at Chen in surprise, put his clothes back on suddenly, and said:

"Just getting ready to take a shower, why... what are you going to do?"

Damn it, is there any reason for a female hooligan to break into the prince's mansion at night?Do you have the taste of the FBI when you open the door as a policeman?

"What are you doing in the shower?" Chen turned his back subconsciously and tried to close the door. After groping for a long time, he suddenly remembered that the door was under his feet.But his action frightened Wayne.

He said: "It's normal to take a shower before going to bed!" He walked around to the back of the bed and asked vigilantly, "Why are you closing the door?"

Seeing that Wayne put on his clothes again, Chen Ye finally recovered from a strange state. She took a deep breath, stepped forward quickly, grabbed Wayne's wrist without any explanation, and said:

"I'm here to save you. Those people want to assassinate you, don't worry, I will protect you."

Wayne was stunned for a while, before he uttered a syllable that reflected what he was thinking in his mind: "Huh?"

He broke away from Chen's hand, touched his head suspiciously, and touched Chen's head again. After confirming that neither of them had a fever, he nodded vigilantly, pressed Chen's shoulder, and signaled her not to Speak out, be safe and don't be impatient.Walking to the wall in front of the bedside table, pressed the early warning communicator, and said to the vigilant unicorn on the opposite side of the communicator:

"Unicorn attention, rebel assassins may have sneaked into the mansion, strengthen the security, and notify Ernest at the same time, send additional patrol troops."

Although I don't know how Chen found the "assassin" who didn't even notice the unicorn, but Wayne believes that Chen is not the kind of person who would aimlessly. Since she came to remind himself so urgently, it is better to be careful .The security of the mansion must be strengthened both in the open and in the dark!

After doing all this, he was still a little worried, and finally dialed the intercom on the cabinet, connected with Earl Vincent, who was temporarily serving as the housekeeper for the whole mansion, and said apologetically: