"Gammil! As the chief minister, you are not loyal to the royal family and benefiting the people! Instead, you murder the late king, collude with foreign enemies, and intend to usurp the throne! I will not spare you even if you die!" A shrill voice suddenly screamed.
At this time, the cold autumn night has enveloped the square. Although the lamps and candles are brightly lit, they also illuminate the dancing shadows of the surrounding trees.
Everyone had just been shocked into a cold sweat by Sigdon's words urging the Queen to abdicate, and then they heard this ghostly howl, and their hair stood on end and their scalps exploded.
"Who is it?" A bunch of yellow energy, as fast as a meteor, hit the place where the sound came from.
With an explosion of "Bang!", a bright green barrier was propped up, intercepting the yellow energy.
In the barrier, Siler's pretty face was filled with anger, and beside him stood a fat man with blurred eyes.
"Where is this? Who am I?" Mr. Mai asked blankly.
He started to get into the act...
"Brother! You're awake!" Kuang Lei shouted in surprise.
He had been waiting for a long time, but it was finally time for him to appear on the stage. How could he not be surprised? !
"Brother, what's wrong with you! We are at a dinner party at Suriel Palace! You are my eldest brother, and you are also the Sulier Military and Political Adviser appointed by the Queen!" Thunder's voice buzzed, as if I'm afraid someone won't hear me.
"Oh! That's it! Huh? Isn't this General Templeton?" The fat man finally recognized an acquaintance.
"Huh? Why do you still have my business?" The major general had been thinking about Mr. Mai's injury. When he saw him regaining consciousness, he had already rushed over.
"Oh! Sir, Sir! How is your injury? Are you recovering?" Templeton is still not used to the official title of Fatty.
This guy doesn't look like a high-ranking official in the court!
"General! You still call me 'Admonisher', but my official position is still there, haven't I been removed?" the fat man asked hesitantly.
Seeing the strange smile on Mr. Mai's face, the major general cursed in his heart: "So you are just pretending! It makes me worry!"
"Oh! Sir, why did you say this? Not only have you not been dismissed, the Queen has just made you a first-class marquis! Titled 'Muhong'!" Templeton had no choice but to follow the fat man's words.
"Ah?! That's it! Then, Mr. Ganmil! Why did you suddenly attack me just now? As the chief minister, how can you beat your colleagues at will?" The fat man's face darkened and he started to get angry.
As soon as he said this, everyone knew that Fatty's coma just now was probably fake.
Many people were amazed at how quickly the fat man recovered.
He had just launched such a terrifying attack, why did he seem to be fine?
Only Siler knew what was going on.
For just a moment, it looked like he was healing the fat man. In fact, the fat man sucked away more than half of the wood energy from his body.
That is half of the concentration of a high-level injection master! Can the recovery be faster?
This "sucking" fat temptress!
"Hmph!" At this time, Ganmil could no longer maintain his usual calmness.
This fat man is so disgusting!
Always jump out to disrupt the situation at critical moments!
Skelton has just shown his trump card, and everything is about to come to an end, and his long-awaited expectations are about to come true. But how could this guy who was unconscious just now wake up at such a critical moment? Who would believe that he didn't mean it?
Moreover, Gammel has discovered that fat people seem to be becoming the core of all obstacles.
His face was gloomy and he stopped talking, but secretly concentrated his attention, preparing to find an opportunity to completely eliminate the scourge of Fatty.
Gammil is very close to the master, and if he takes action, he must hit it with one blow.
Otherwise, he was sure that he would never get a second chance.
Gammill winked at Stephen and Wilson. He didn't want to bear the master's wrath alone after killing the fat man!
Maybe, and that crazy woman's.
After Capricorn Tong heard her brother's words urging her to abdicate in favor of someone more worthy, she suddenly felt despair.
She was very disappointed. Between the blood of father and son and the relationship between brother and sister, Sigton still chose the former.
After more than twenty years of getting along day and night, the care and concern for each other still cannot resist the fetters of blood and the temptation of supreme power.
She had never really considered Scotton an enemy.
Even if you already know his true identity and know that he participated in or even formulated this series of conspiracies in order to deal with yourself.
But in her heart, she still puts Scotton in the position of her eldest brother, and that has never changed.
But reality is so dark, cruel, and disgusting!
There are only four words to describe the Queen's current mood - all thoughts are gone.
At this heartbreaking moment, Fatty's voice sounded.
Moreover, he directly pointed the finger at Gammil in his usual, maddening and helpless way.
For Capricorn Tong, no matter what the fat man's real purpose is, this behavior is a help.
Like a ray of light in the dark night, or a call to cheer up the heart when you are suffocated.
Queen Suriel, who had always been strong, felt a clear spring flowing through her heart, with indescribable tenderness.
The master had already seen that the fat man's coma was purely artificial, and recalled his expression when he whispered to Brother Erlei before going to battle, and knew that the awakening of his apprentice meant that the big trouble that subverted the queen's power had begun.
He then keenly felt the change of attention on Gan Mier.
With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, the master put another piece of barbecue into his mouth without saying a word.
Just these few pieces of material, are they enough?
"Brother! You just scolded the chief and assistant ministers like crazy! No wonder they want to kill you!" Kuanglei explained for Ganmil.
"Oh? How could that happen? Why did I scold him?" The fat man looked confused.
"Oops! Brother, why did you forget just after you said that? You said that as the chief minister, he was not loyal to the royal family and benefited the people! Instead, he murdered the late king, colluded with foreign enemies, and intended to usurp the throne! You also said that you would not let him go even if he died. Him!" Bao Lei rushed to report.
"Ouch! No way! I have always respected Lord Gammil, how could I say such a thing? I just had a dream when I was in a coma!" The fat man looked anxious.
"Ah! So you are dreaming! Could it be that you were talking in your sleep!?" Kuang Lei's foreshadowing was very good.
"Talking in sleep! It must be talking in sleep! Lord Gammel! Did you hear it? What I just said was just a talk in sleep! You would never listen to a talk in sleep as the truth!" The fat man finally found a reasonable explanation and was relieved. said.
"What a scheming master disciple! Even I, an old guy who has been immersed in this for decades, have to surrender. It seems that from now on, I have to let my two stupid disciples learn more about their elder brother!" Serov admired sincerely.
The master smiled happily, but said: "They are all little tricks that are not worthy of mentioning!"
As long as it is a trick, it will have its effect, no matter how big or small it is.
Fatty and Er Lei performed this three-hustle play, and the effect was remarkable.
Everyone knew that he had been keeping things secret for a long time just to explain one thing.
Gammiel's previous doubts about the Queen's bloodline were pure nonsense.
"Brother! What you said makes sense. Who would listen to what they say in their sleep as the truth? Isn't that insane?" Kuang Lei concluded.
"Brother! You were pretending to sleep just now, ah! No! You were in a coma! The chief minister said that your virtue is not worthy of the position and you should not be the minister of admonishment! He also said that because you have no military merit, you cannot be named a marquis! Si Prince Gedun also said that the queen abused her close associates and persuaded her to abdicate in favor of someone more worthy!" Bao Lei lowered his voice and said to the fat man.
However, as for his voice, it was like thunder when it was open, and it was muffled when it was suppressed!
"Short-sighted!" The fat man suddenly became angry and shouted loudly.
Everyone who had just been brought into the situation by his play was shocked. They didn't know what Mr. Mai was going to do!
Gammil had known that it would be bad if the fat man opened his mouth.
In order to establish the irrefutable evidence of Capricorn Tong's bloodline, while spreading rumors, he also prepared witnesses and even physical evidence.
But who would have thought that the fat man would treat this matter like a child's play in just a few words.
If he continues to hold on to this matter at this time, he will inevitably be suspected of covering up the matter.
He also saw that the queen's behavior did not appear abnormal for a long time, so he knew that there must be something wrong with the "Soul Bell".
Neither of the two sure-hit tricks worked as expected. Could this be a variable?
A bad premonition arose in Ganmil's heart.
In anger, he wanted to take action to get rid of the fat man first.
At this moment, the master's eyes seemed to glance over accidentally.
Ganmil's breath suddenly faltered.
The fat man didn't know that he had just been on the verge of death.
With a face full of indignation, he walked to the stage, looked around, and said in a deep voice: "Mai is a commoner and has nothing to do with Su Lier. Since I became a disciple of the master, I have decided to devote all my energy to the fight against Su Lier. In the pursuit of Zhushu. Where do you find the thought to be an official or a knight?"
The fat man looked solemn at this time and spoke sincerely.
Everyone couldn't help but start to calm down and listen to him continue.
"However, Queen Suriel is my senior sister after all. Considering the friendship between my classmates and the teacher's entrustment, I had no choice but to help the queen with some plans." There was a hint of helplessness in the fat man's words.
The queen, who had been feeling gentle just now, suddenly had the urge to go up and slap the fat man's big mouth.
"It's as if I begged him! It's so disgusting!" Capricorn Tong thought to himself.
"Let me just say that this guy is not authentic! You still don't believe it!" Huo Lingzhu instigated him at the right time.
"What does it have to do with you? Shut up!" Capricorn Tong became even more angry.
"I don't understand good people's hearts! I'm crazy!" Huo Lingzhu was unhappy.
"You're crazy!" Capricorn Tong was even more unhappy.
The queen was about to run away, but fortunately the fat man continued: "Everyone here is a big shot in Suriel. Naturally, you have much more knowledge than me! Then I have something to ask, and I hope you can shed some light on it."
He cupped his fists with both hands, saluted all around, and then said: "I don't understand very much. The internal political situation in Suriel is unstable. The opposition headed by Prince Scotton intends to provoke a civil war and seek to seize power. At this moment, If you don’t work hard to resolve your internal disputes, why do you invite an international mediation team to come here?”
"Hahaha! It seems that just as the Chief Assistant said, Mr. Mai does have little experience in political affairs!" An official dressed as a civilian stood up and said with a smile.
No need to ask, this is a member of the Gamir force.
With a disdainful smile, he said to the fat man: "The mediation team is invited to come here just to resolve the dispute. To prevent Su Lier from being devastated due to the civil war. If you can't even understand this, how can you be qualified to serve as an official in the court? Woolen cloth?"
"Thank you for your explanation! What I heard is that although you and everyone here have a national salary and are admired by all people, when the country has problems, there is no way and must rely on external forces. Only with the intervention of forces can you complete the responsibilities that should be borne by yourselves. Is that so?" The fat man asked with still serious face.
"This... this matter cannot be generalized! We have our own responsibilities as officials, but this matter has exceeded our scope of responsibility. Asking a stronger third party to help resolve it is also a last resort!" The official looked at him with a look on his face. Blushing, he pretended to be calm and said.
"Hahaha! What you said is really puzzling. As an important official of the imperial court, isn't it your most important and fundamental responsibility to safeguard the dignity and peace of the country? You'd better sit down! Your explanation, It really disappoints me!" The fat man sneered again and again and said disdainfully.
The official was stabbed in a sore spot and was speechless. He could only sit back in his original position with an angry groan, still feeling aggrieved.
"I think what this person just said is also what many people think?!" Fatty stared at the civilian camp and asked coldly.
No one answered.
How to answer this question?
Gou Yan bends his knees to protect his wealth, and would rather die and bury himself in the green mountains.
It's not a question, it's a choice.
Some officials looked ashamed, even angry.
Not all of them agreed with the actions of Gammel and others, but the queen had been absent from the court for half a year, and the political power had already fallen by the wayside.
Under the general trend, not everyone has the power and courage to choose.
"We might as well continue what the brother just said. Now, the mediation team is here. Haha! No. 100 people! Did they mediate? Did they bring peace to Su Lier? Has the dispute been resolved? ?" The fat man changed the topic and pointed the finger at Stephen and others.
There was silence.
The members of the mediation team headed by Stephen all looked at the fat man with sneers.
They all have a common mentality. You can say whatever you want, but isn't it strength that ultimately determines the outcome?
They knew Su Lier's situation well.
It is imperative to change the dynasty.
Whether this is the general trend or a man-made conspiracy, what is the use of talking about it now?
Moreover, none of them believed that Fatty dared to say anything insulting to the mediation team.
So what if you are a disciple of the master? So what if it was the Master himself?
One person challenges four countries?
Are you kidding?
Mr. Mai didn't mean to be joking at all, he suddenly had a clear understanding.
Some things need to be said.
Some things must be done.
I don’t want to be ashamed of others, I just want to be worthy of my own conscience!
Holy shit! Is this also a state?
"Everyone has heard about the explosion that happened in Sifang Street yesterday, right? Let me tell you, I was at the scene at the time. The reason for the explosion was because personnel from the Telji Federation intended to kidnap Princess Silaire and her daughter Zhuzhu. No matter what their purpose is, I just want to ask, as a foreign mission, what authority do you have to commit violence and use force in other countries' territory?" The fat man said loudly, his tone full of anger.
Before Garcia could get up to argue, the fat man continued: "Just this morning, also on Sifang Street, the deputy leader of the McCann mission killed a captain of the Suril Royal Guard in public. General Templeton can testify about this. ! I would like to ask, which rule is this based on? An independent country can allow officials from other countries to slaughter its own ministers at will? And it also hurts countless civilians? "
Templeton couldn't help it at this time.
He stood up and roared: "This is true, I can testify!"
As soon as Dempla finished speaking, the fat man continued with a louder voice: "It was the same Mr. Wilson who attacked the Ruhr delegation in this square during the court meeting. Everyone was present at the time. , you haven’t forgotten it, have you?!”
After the fat man finished speaking, everyone in the Suriel army looked at Wilson and others angrily, and the crowd was excited.
"In the face of such wanton humiliation and such trampling of national sovereignty, you, the Chief Minister, turned a blind eye. Your Highness, the Prince, pretended to be deaf and dumb, and even persuaded the Queen to abdicate with a stern face. Bah! I think Let me ask you, will such a mediation group bring peace to Suriel? Is such a chief minister qualified to veto the queen's order? What right does such a prince have to arbitrarily discuss the ownership of the country's power? What kind of mediation? , Why do you think about the people of the country? In and out, this is a conspiracy to overthrow Su Lier's regime!" The fat man became more and more angry as he spoke, with veins on his forehead stretched out, and his expression was extremely sad.
"You bastard! How dare you slander the minister like this and instigate conflicts between me, Su Lier, and other countries! With me here, how can I allow you to be so arrogant! Die!" Ganmil shouted and suddenly took action.
He really couldn't bear it anymore.
The fat man's words had put all the secret plans on the table.
If you don't kill this person, all your efforts may be in vain and your success will be in vain!
Ganmil suddenly felt the pressure from the master ease, and without thinking, he seized the opportunity and attacked the fat man.
The master was enjoying listening to it, how could he let Gammel harm his beloved disciple?
Just as he was about to intercept, something unexpected happened.
The master only felt his Dantian tightening, and he couldn't mobilize even a little bit of concentration.
"Master, how do you feel now?" A vague and cold voice came into the master's ears.
