Sally held her sword and slowly raised it. The whispers of the soldiers around her turned into cheers. The sound quickly spread throughout the city, and all the Eiffel soldiers who heard it began to cheer. Although there were less than two thousand soldiers and fleet members stationed in the city, the cheers from all directions still made Charles II and the nobles lower their heads in defeat.
"Surrendering your weapons is considered a surrender. Those who are willing to accept Eiffel's rule will temporarily go to prison to await trial."
Sally was about to turn around and leave after saying this, but Charles II still said unwillingly in a low voice, "I still didn't expect that I would lose to Lucifron's daughter. Angmar was so loyal back then … "
"When you colluded with Augustine, did you consider my father's feelings?"
Sally stopped in her tracks. With her back facing Charles II, she said word by word, "My father sacrificed himself to resist the undead. And you … are not qualified to be mentioned in the same breath as him. "
Her hand holding the scepter was a little pale. Three vipers climbed up the top of the scepter and hissed at Charles II in unison. They could clearly feel Sally's emotions, but the restrained Duke did not say anything. He just calmly walked behind Roddy and wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes.
Charles II of course knew what he had done, but any explanation at this moment would be futile. The nobles began to put their weapons on the ground. The surrounding soldiers made them form two lines and brought them directly to the place where they were imprisoned.
All of this happened in a very short time, but it also meant that the entire war had come to an end. For the survivors in the imperial city, it did not matter who ruled them. As long as the disaster of war did not befall them, it did not matter who lived in the palace.
So when the news of Charles II surrendering spread throughout the city, these people breathed a sigh of relief and even joined in the cheers …
Supporting a new ruler and drawing a line was something that political opportunists had to do. Hence, the minor nobles and merchants with some status expressed their welcome and support for the Eiferta army in various ways. Roddy could be considered to have witnessed a show of welcoming the king's army with his own eyes. But he had too many things to do. What he had to do next was not to celebrate the victory, but to ensure that the entire kingdom was under his control.
Although the former Charles II was a monarch in name, in reality, the various feudal lords were autonomous, and their power had long been dispersed. Roddy naturally looked down on the feudal system. Hence, he had to ensure that all the feudal lords acknowledged Efta's ruling position and gradually take back the power in the feudal lords' hands.
For some people, handing over power was equivalent to taking their lives. Hence, the battle of the Eiffta Infantry Division was far from over.
*****
The wooden door was pushed open, and Charles II, who had his head lowered, suddenly heard a scream. He looked up and saw that it was the Empress and her four children.
He did not have any shackles on him, and this was not the stinky prison that he had imagined. On the contrary, the room prepared for Charles II was a remodeled hotel in the city. There were reasonable suites inside, where he could bathe and sleep, and there were specialized people to cook for him. This kind of treatment was indeed preferential for the defeated. But the current Charles II would not be deeply grateful for this. All he could feel was the decadence after all his hopes turned to dust.
After the scream, the Empress threw herself into his arms and cried. Then, she began to diligently check his body for wounds. The two princes stood at the side with desolate expressions. Rowling and her youngest daughter stood the furthest away, and their gazes were much calmer.
"I … failed."
Charles II did not know how to explain these things to his family. His legs were abnormally sore from riding for a long time, and at this moment, he just wanted to find a place to sit. Empress Edith hurriedly helped him to the wooden bed to rest. After getting water and changing his armor, when Charles II finally caught his breath, he noticed his daughter's unusual appearance. "Rowling?"
The latter did not speak. She just took her youngest daughter's hand and sat silently on a chair in the distance. The Empress knew why she was like this, but naturally, she could not tell Charles II at this time. What she was most concerned about was the fate of her family, so she asked in a low voice, "Did that Sally Duke say anything? Will we … be pushed to the gallows? "
As soon as this was said, the two princes' faces became even paler.
The struggle for royal power never ended with mercy. When Great Emperor Koen, the founder of the Kingdom of Karen, unified the kingdom, the heads of those who opposed were hung on the city wall.
Charles II seemed to remember the ending he was facing at this moment, and for a moment, he was at a loss. "It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be. They didn't say how to deal with the royal family … "
But soon, his voice became softer and softer because he didn't believe it even when he said it. Could it be used to fool his children?
He suddenly got up, went to the window, opened a small crack, and looked down. There were not many guards downstairs, but they passed by in groups. There were no blind spots at all. Rowling, who was next to him, looked at his actions and said, "Are you planning to escape?"
"Shh …"
Charles II made a gesture and then whispered, "If we can find a chance to leave here, we can leave from a secret passage on the side of the palace. It was dug by the Etune family a hundred years ago …"
"And then? Are you going to the port? That's where Eiffta's fleet is docked. "
"Eiffta's … fleet? Eiffta has always been inland. When did they have a fleet? "
Charles II still didn't know how the imperial city fell. Therefore, Rowling's words were full of disbelief. In his mind, a "fleet" was not a small thing that could be created casually. Since he accepted the throne, the royal fleet of the entire Kingdom of Karen had only increased by two battleships.
How long had Eiffta been independent? How could a territory located in the northwest of the kingdom have a "fleet"?
But Rowling didn't want to answer more. She just turned her head to the side. "This building has a barrier set up by a Magister. If you want to jump out, I'm afraid you will be discovered immediately."
"How do you know this?"
"They said it on the first day I came here."
Rowling got up and drank a glass of water by herself. Then she pulled her sister to continue sitting at the edge. But Charles II was immersed in shock and didn't notice this detail. At the moment, his mind was full of the word "fleet". His forehead was unknowingly sweating a lot. When he came back to his senses, he found that there were soldiers outside the door instructing servants to bring in dinner.
Bread, broth, meat, and seasonal fruits. The specifications of these meals were almost the same as in the palace for Charles II. He saw Rowling calling others to eat and was a little stunned. "This … isn't poisoned, right?"
"If it was poisoned, it would have been done long ago. It wouldn't have happened today." Rowling scooped soup for her sister and said without turning her head, "If it's poisoned, can you avoid death if you don't eat?"
These words rendered Charles II speechless. He used to boast in front of the nobles about his great talent and strategy, but now his brain was not as clear as his daughter's. But Rowling's choking reply also made the atmosphere of the meal more and more stiff. Charles II couldn't bring out his former monarch's aura to educate her at this moment … He just felt that his daughter seemed to have become completely estranged from him in some ways, but as for the reason, Charles II couldn't imagine it at all.
After dinner, the servants cleaned the room under the watchful eyes of the soldiers. Charles II asked about the time and arrangements of the detention, but no one answered. This situation was also expected, but when he sat in a daze in the armchair at night, Charles II suddenly heard the soldiers under the window talking in a low voice.
Although the other party's voice was not loud, Charles II quietly leaned his head to the window and could still roughly hear it.
"Tommy, why hasn't the main force entered the city after so many days? You always tell us that Prime Minister Roddy is powerful, why can't he fight his way through the last part of the road? "
The soldier called Tommy replied lazily, "Have you forgotten the rules of the night watch? Aren't you afraid of getting beaten for talking so much nonsense? "
"Don't scare me … The platoon leader has just led the team to the palace. Isn't he idle? If you don't want to say it, then forget it."
Tommy snorted and continued, "Then let me ask you, if we only have two thousand people to take care of this place, why do we need so many people here?"
"Uh, that seems to be the case …"
"There are so many lords in the kingdom. Will it be over after we take the imperial city? What about those who don't listen? Of course, we should take advantage of the situation to take care of them now. "
"Still fighting? Is it necessary? "
"Do you think Prime Minister Roddy wants to be the next Charles II? Forget it, look at the fleet, look at the special forces, look at those powerful weapons and roads … I've long heard that these things are not specially used to deal with humans, but … "
"What a nice chat, huh?"
Another voice came abruptly, followed by the sound of the heels of the two standing at attention. "Platoon leader!"
"If you keep talking so much nonsense, I'll transfer you to the frontline tomorrow to experience it."
The two soldiers only relaxed when the platoon leader's footsteps were far away. Tommy exhaled, "I don't believe your words anymore …"
The two soldiers did not say anything unnecessary until the shift was changed, and the soldiers on duty were even more silent like mutes. Charles II stayed up until the early hours of the morning and did not hear any additional information.
But even if it was only the first few sentences, he realized a fact: what Roddy wanted to do was far more than just unifying the kingdom.
But what was waiting for him?
The sun rose, and Charles II, who had not slept all night, continued to stare out of the window in a daze. Suddenly, the figures of giant dragons streaked past. At first, there were only three or four, and then they covered the sky like migratory birds. When they hovered above the imperial city, the sky seemed to be covered by dark clouds …
After that, these Dragons landed in the city square in order. Although he did not know what they were doing, Charles II could clearly see that many Dragons directly transformed into human forms and landed on the platform at the top of the Hercino Magic Tower.
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