When no one expects what you want to do, do it unswervingly. If you succeed, the results will be amazing.
Olan wants to take over power and expand it.
But how to collect it is also a problem.
After detaining Tyrrell and adding his own strength, among the five northern counties of the kingdom, excluding the king, there was still one Sheriff John who was with the queen last time and was hostile to him.
John's face suddenly appeared in front of him.
Olan met his eyes, and after a second, he was sure of his thoughts.
The great treacherous and evil, the traitors of the country will be punished by heaven!
Unlike Tyrell, his territory does not border his own. It is very risky for such a noble to bribe him.
Oran removed him from the faction list.
This bastard is having an affair with the queen, and Oran wants to ignite Ella's murderous intentions.
If two people can sleep in the same bed and be caught and raped by the king in bed, the scene will be exciting just thinking about it.
The director and screenwriter are all myself, and the audience is the Sheriff of the Kingdom.
Ha ha--
At present, the queen has been placed under house arrest by King Ella and locked up in a low city. She has no worries about food and clothing, but it is no longer possible to dictate the affairs of the country.
The queen and John were regarded as the same target by Oran.
Next is the Southern Three Counties. Because they slept with Gliese's sister, and they fought side by side in the Battle of Repton, they are currently on a very good relationship, and they even formed an alliance to take back the territory from the little fat man.
Gliese, this pretty boy, would never think of getting rid of him.
Little Fatty and Katana were left.
Both of them can fight, and at the same time, except for the risks, Olan has to fight one by one.
Once you take action, the situation may change beyond your control, so you must be calm, careful, and thoughtful when harming others.
That night, Tyrrell stayed as a guest.
Olan did what he wanted and found some grown men to warm his bed.
Then went to see the captured Scottish girl.
The girl looked young. After being taken away by Olan's order, the servants were fetching water for her to wash up.
There are streams around Haizhen, so it is very simple to build a bathhouse.
In winter and spring, the climate was cold, and Adisha even asked craftsmen to surround a small hot spring bath.
When Oran appears, the maid and the girl are happy.
The women were full of nervousness. Olan looked upright and just glanced a few times.
"Your Mightiness!"
Everyone bowed their heads and saluted. Under the service of the servants, Oran took off his clothes and entered the water.
He leaned aside, looked at the Scottish girl, and asked, "What's your name?"
The girl was very frightened and said her full name intermittently.
Scotland's recorded history dates back to Roman times.
Later, in order to resist Roman soldiers, the famous Hadrian's Wall was built.
Oran asked the girl about the appearance of the Great Wall. After chatting for a while, after the girl relaxed a little, Oran asked her to come closer to take a good look at her.
The girl approached timidly, thinking something was going to happen...
But Olan just pinched her face with his hands and looked at her clearly again.
"Go down and take a good rest. Maybe you will return to your hometown soon."
After the girl left, Sals, who had just arrived in Haizhen, appeared at the edge of the hot spring pool.
"Your Excellency, thank you for your previous reward."
"How can a mere Viscount match your talents? I plan to promote you again."
Sals laughed dryly, knowing that Olan was going to do something evil to him again.
"Taking a bath in winter is good for the body, you can join us."
"I have already washed it, Your Excellency."
Sals knew that Olan only mentioned it casually. He felt that Olan's desire for power had been reflected in other aspects, and he didn't want to share anything.
"Let's discuss how to eliminate the traitors."
"Who do you want to kill?"
No matter what Olan said to Sals, he was almost calm. Olan didn't like this. This kind of people have no sense of fear. People who have no sense of fear will slowly become unaware of their own situation, resulting in Evil thoughts.
Why is he so "wise and mighty" while his subordinates and allies are all traitors?
Marcus, Armand, Ghazi, Shimon...
There are also people like William, the princess, and the little fat man.
The atmosphere fell into silence. Sals lowered his head and looked at the stones by the pool.
Then Olan moved the water with his hand, and with a bang, the water splashed up and splashed Sals in the face.
Sals didn't use his hands to push it away. He could only wait for the water to drain before opening his eyes.
This acting is so fake!
Oran felt that Sals was full of thorns, but he had to pretend to be pitiful, waiting for his master to feed him bones.
Card rub.
Sals's head suddenly fell off, and then the entire spring pool was filled with blood...
"Kill the little fat man."
"Sir, why?"
"He exudes the temperament of a devil and has a hard bone on the back of his head. With these physical characteristics that are different from ordinary people, he will definitely be a careerist in the future. If he doesn't care about small evils, he will become a big evil one day."
"It makes sense, then kill him."
"What about having someone assassinate him? Or send him to sneak attack Ragnar, or poison him? Or send him to bribe his lover?"
Sals knew that Olan must have an idea, so he randomly chose one of Olan's suggestions and waited for Olan to refute him.
Sure enough, Olan immediately shook his head again.
"Sales, I originally wanted to use Vikings to deal with the little fat man, but after seeing Tyrell, I had a different idea. Did you see the Scottish woman who walked out just now?"
"I saw it. It's almost like a fragrant rose."
"Scotland always wants to form an alliance with us, but they want a large piece of land as soon as they open the door. Tyrrell and I settled the score. If the war continues to be stalemate for another half a year, even if the Vikings don't attack, our neighbor to the north won't either. Give up this good opportunity.
The ancestors of this group of Picts originally lived in the mild south, but were driven away by the Romans. Later, the descendants of this group of Romans were driven out by the Germans and lived together in the northern mountains.
I know that in their sleep they want to take back their homeland.
Twenty years ago, Scotland was finally unified. Although the unified Albin dynasty was still a very loose tribal federation, as long as the power was concentrated, it would slowly change its shape. After a while, they would become stronger.
With this group of towering and winding mountains and Hadrian's Wall, the lords of the Seven Kingdoms have not been able to break into it in the past few hundred years. Naturally, it is impossible for us to destroy Scotland.
Make peace with them and use marriage alliance.
The little fat man has no wife. Let him come to the north as a representative of the royal family to make contact with Scotland. This is the first step. "
"Would he agree?"
"He won't object to marrying a good wife for no reason and expanding his power. Besides, she's just a pig. If I force him to marry her, he'll swallow her up."
Oran coughed twice more.
He touched the newly healed wound. The scars on it would never disappear in his lifetime. His words became more and more filled with hatred.
Oran said again, "At the same time as the little fat man forms an alliance with the Scots, I will spread the word that the kingdom is going to cede its territory. Tyrell is now in my hands. I will reassure him not to resist. This will affect the counties in the northern territory." Boss, it all has something to do with me. If we agree to talk about it, the marriage will be settled."
When Olan said this, it was all benefits to the little fat man, but then came the disadvantages.
"We contacted Gliese at the same time and asked him to take action before the little fat man married his wife. He and Gliese had a territorial dispute and defined the matter as a private fight between the two. I would mediate as the Hand of the King.
We told Gliese that the little fat man’s ambition would be to launch a general attack on Gliese after marrying a Scottish noblewoman, seizing more of his territory and forcing Gliese to agree to the attack plan.
Oran stopped here and asked Sals to give him a reaction.
This time Sals can no longer act stupid and needs to give some ideas, otherwise he will only be considered to be contemptuous of Oran's plan.
He thought for a moment and said, "Sir, it sounds like your plan is only part of it. I think there should be a lot of people connecting it. What if there are links in it that don't go according to your ideas?"
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"So I need your ax to break away the stones that are blocking my way and put things on the right track.
You command Gomon, and when Gliese comes to Dan City secretly to participate in the discussion about Scotland, I will arrange the itinerary and leak it to you, and you will lead people to ambush Gliese.
Just shoot a few cold arrows where he will pass by and make them suspicious of each other.
The conflict between Gliese and Frank was inevitable, and the south was in chaos.
And get John and the princess together to cuckold King Ella..."
Olan's tone was calm and steady, but after listening to the entire article, there were only two words: "eating people."
Any action by Oran could spark civil war and destroy Northumbria.
From Salz's perspective, this was very inappropriate.
He followed Olan because he believed that he had the qualifications to become the Demon King, but the Demon King in his heart would not act on impulse, and everything he did must be of sufficient benefit.
The Vikings haven't left yet, so they just want to consume themselves?
You spent a lot of effort to annex eight counties, but lost half of your military strength. Isn't this a disguised form of weakness?
It is clear that other methods can be used to consolidate power in the process of expelling the Vikings...
He developed another feeling of disgust for Olan. Sals began to think that there was no devil in the world, and any devil was not what he thought he was. Even if Olan succeeded, he would have disagreements with him and become alienated or even hurt oneself.
What you have is what truly exists.
Demon King Sars?
This name sounds much smoother to Demon King Oran.
"Your Excellency, perhaps we can discuss it for a few more days and maybe tomorrow the sun will rise and you will have the perfect method?"
Oran just leaned back on the spring pool, looked at the night sky, and said in Sals' tone that he didn't understand the truth, "If I die, then England, no matter how powerful it is, will have no meaning.
If I fail, I will be buried with the Seven Kingdoms!"
Sals stopped admonishing and remembered what Olan had told him, and who he wanted to kill, contact and harm next.
At the same time, he spat at Oran in his heart, "Olan Vijay, you son of a bitch, you disappoint me so much..."
…
That night, after Olan finished washing up, he spent half the night with his wife, and then asked two female officials to sleep with him.
He maximizes the chances of having offspring.
When a person regards bed work as work, there is only pain and no enjoyment.
Malm didn't understand, and the younger Mi'er didn't understand, but Karin, who was several years older than him and had a reserved personality, understood.
"There are too many evil people in this muddy world, Karin."
"Your Excellency, you are too tired."
Oran fell asleep on Karin's body, and when he woke up again, the sun had risen.
It was rare that he was too tired to wake up too early today.
When he opened his eyes and moved his fingers to save time, servants rushed to him, and within ten minutes, he was fully dressed.
Then he had lunch with Tyrrell and told him, "Write a letter to Her Majesty Ella and say that with my consultation with you, you are willing to talk to the Suge people. You will send the captured woman later." Back home, her father was a tribal leader."
Tyrell's hand that picked up the wine glass stopped in mid-air, and then drank it all in one gulp.
"cheers."
…
Northumbria, Orchester.
Sheriff Frank is hard at work.
When his eyes changed from blurred to calm.
He sighed deeply.
The two bodies are close together.
The lover leaned against Frank and told her about their future.
Frank didn't say a word, saying that he wanted to marry this knight Yishuang before he even went on stage.
Now that my status is different, how can I marry a widow with an ordinary status?
Annoyed by what the woman said, he couldn't bear to get up.
Then we came to the place where soldiers were trained. Looking from a high place, it was originally full of people, but now not even a quarter of them could stand.
Many injured veterans are training newcomers.
Deduct these veterans, and the number will be even smaller.
He watched for a while and asked the two knights next to him about the recruitment situation. The latter shook his head vigorously. Just by looking at this reaction, he knew how difficult it was even if he didn't ask.
"I know it's difficult, but let's do it. Oran's mobilization order has been issued again, and His Majesty has no objection."
"Sir, if it was just conscription, this wouldn't be a big problem, but the palace minister wants to force the atonement rolls! He allocated a thousand of them to us and asked us to buy them all before the end of February. This is impossible. .
Either we pay for it ourselves, or we act like bandits again and scrape another layer of blood out of the poor citizens. "
Frank didn't react, but his fists tightened.
"I heard that Sheriff Katana was assigned so many tickets just like us, but they didn't hand them over?" the knight asked cautiously.
But Katana's position is different from his own. Frank's background is too problematic, and he must gain the trust of Ella and Oran...
"Tell me, how many cards should we hand over? And we have to think of a reason to excuse ourselves, otherwise I'm afraid that bastard will take action against us."
After Frank finished speaking, he sighed and said, "If someone can solve my problem, I will reuse him."
He wanted to hear some fierce remarks from his men, but these two people obviously did not respond to this level.
The resolution Frank is referring to is "Olan dies".
He also wanted to kill Olan, and even almost did it last time.
Just after the battle at Repton, when the two wings met, he saw Oran being lifted up by a wooden frame.
Olan, who was aloof and arrogant, only had one breath left.
At that time, the men and horses led by White Eagle had not yet gathered together, and the king was also seriously injured. If he had dared to do it secretly at that time, maybe things would be different now?
Thinking about the missed opportunity, Frank regretted it now.
By the way, if there is no opportunity, I will create it, right?
The thought of killing still lingered in his mind.
He obviously helped the king win the attack by that wing, but the reward was almost non-existent. The combat power left by his father, as well as his own soldiers, suffered numerous casualties.
This is so unfair. Now that the mobilization order and the atonement roll have to be divided again, it's like being tied around the neck.
Frank hates the Vikings, but he hates Oran and Ella even more.
Xiao En, whom Ella helped her win the position of Sheriff, has been swept into a corner.
I saw the little fat man clasping his hands together and praying secretly to Jehovah towards the sky, "You are everything, omniscient and omnipotent, please guide me to walk on the right path..."
The next day, the little fat man received a friendly letter from the north to help him find a wife.
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