The old king's full name was Rondox Fareins.
He was a big boy.
Although he was in his fifties, his personality was still as sincere and enthusiastic as a child's.
That was what the nobles said about him.
In fact, the old king, Rondox, wasn't very capable individually, and his qualities as a king were mediocre.
But as the king of the world's strongest human country, he didn't need to be too capable, because with great ability and personal qualities, he was bound to want to forge ahead and expand.
Now that the king of Fareins had expanded to the limit, if he continued to expand, it was bound to affect his dominance and cohesion, and eventually the country would fall apart.
The most important task for the king of Fareins now was to maintain the balance between the major forces in the country.
Be able to unite most of the lords.
Have good emotional intelligence.
Do these three things and you'll be a good king of Fareins.
In fact, Rondox did a good job, and the vast majority of nobles and lords thought he had fulfilled his duties as king.
For nearly thirty years, nothing major had happened in Fareins.
It was only in the last two days that something went wrong.
Stephanie was missing.
The king's mistress was dead.
Biden seemed to have betrayed the king, and his hand was broken.
But the noble forces of the capital were calm, indicating that it was no big deal.
It wasn't far from the point where the old king would abdicate and Stephanie would ascend to become queen, the so-called transition between the old and the new, so it was normal for some strange things to pop up.
After all, including illegitimate children, Rondox had a dozen sons, most of whom were adults, and it was normal for one or two of them to be dissatisfied with Stephanie.
It was just a royal civil strife, a small matter, a small matter.
It would be over in a while.
This was the confidence of the noblest empire in history, the most powerful nation in intelligent creatures.
So what if there was civil strife in the royal family! As long as the majority of lords and most of the forces didn't fall into disarray, who would dare to invade the Fareins Kingdom?
Even if the dragons attacked, they wouldn't be afraid.
Did they really think that the dozen or so Legendary Mages and twenty or so Legendary Warriors in Fareins, plus other Legendary professions, and more than a hundred Legends were to be trifled with?
And among them, the Pope of Light and Blackthorn Gus, two sworn enemies, were both making their way to the level of Demigod.
Usually, they didn't like each other, but once a strong enemy attacked, everyone believed that the two of them would put aside their prejudices and work together to defend against the enemy.
Now almost all the nobles, including Alfred, were watching the show.
In fact, with Alfred's level and abilities, as long as he opened a mental field on Stephanie's manor, he would soon be able to discover Roland and the others hiding underground.
But after chatting with the old king, he realized that this matter seemed to be just a farce, a farce of a father testing his daughter.
The king probably didn't do it. He just knew something and went with the flow.
Having figured out what was going on, Alfred calmed down.
Roland, the undying Golden Son who was so talented that he seemed to be on par with Mordenkainen and Melf, was the one that Alfred valued.
In this farce, it didn't matter whether Stephanie was dead or alive, or how her relationship with Roland progressed.
It would be great if he could survive and have some sparks with Roland.
If he died, he would sigh a little, but that was all.
Stephanie was indeed beautiful and a widow, which might suit Roland's taste.
However, there were many wives in King City who were comparable to her.
For example, the Impaling Duke's eldest daughter-in-law, Phyllis, who was known as the Emerald Bird. She had the most plump, white, and tender body in the entire capital, which was when a woman was at her most beautiful and mature. She was also very decent and had no negative rumors. If Stephanie didn't work out, Alfred didn't mind introducing her to Roland.
Another example was the Red Fox Marquis's hybrid succubus wife. Although she was already forty-seven years old, she still looked like a young girl. More importantly, she had the demeanor of an orthodox noblewoman, but she also gave off the vibe of a succubus. Roland would probably like this combination of temperament as well.
There were many similar candidates. There were no suitable candidates in the capital, but there were more than a hundred other city-type cities, thousands of medium-sized cities, and hundreds of millions of beautiful and mature women. There was bound to be a type that Roland liked.
There was no shortage of beauties in the great Fareins.
There was never a shortage.
Using one or a few women to tie a genius Mage to Fareins' chariot was a super good deal no matter how one looked at it.
Alfred chatted with the old king for a while and then left.
Almost all the forces in the city were waiting for the results.
Only a small group of forces were still investigating these matters.
Schuck, the Saint Samurai of the Temple of Light.
He lived in a low-key but classy house that the Holy Realm had built for him, and was looking at the intelligence that his men had investigated.
The little red dragon princess, Margret, walked down the stairs unsteadily with her bare feet. Then, she lay on Schuck's lap, yawned, and said in a low voice, "It's been so many days, have you found anything?"
"Things are a little strange." Schuck freed a hand and stroked the little princess's smooth hair. "It's not right that the whole capital is watching the show."
"What's not right?"
Schuck explained, "It's normal for the royal family, the Association of Mages, and our Temple of Light to watch the show. After all, we have to maintain the balance of power and won't get involved easily. But it's not right that those medium-sized and small forces are also watching the show. It's reasonable to say that now is the time for them to perform, and their performance in this farce will directly affect their rating in the minds of the major forces. If they're lucky, they can rise to the top in a single step and attach themselves to the major forces. "
Margret was almost asleep again. "What you're saying is so complicated, I don't understand."
Schuck smiled. Margret was still underage, and dragons never liked to think too much about things.
She really didn't like to listen to these things.
After reading the intelligence for a while, although he didn't get any useful clues, Schuck didn't feel discouraged.
Just because he had encountered a dead end on his side didn't mean that Roland's side didn't have anything to gain.
At this moment, Roland was standing in front of a bookshelf. He looked at the placement of the books on the shelf, then turned his head and asked, "Stephanie, who else did you give the key to this library other than us?"
"I'm the only one who has the key, no one can come in."
Stephanie was leaning against the wall and talking in a low voice with Andonara. Hearing this, she continued to reply, "Other than me, only my dead husband had the key, but I recycled it too. Did something happen? "
"It seems that other people besides us have been in this library," Roland said, pointing to the bookshelf. Roland pointed at the bookshelf and said, "I've used this bookshelf before. When I left, the books weren't arranged like this."
Hmm!
Stephanie's expression froze, then became a little nervous. "I heard the maids say before that there were strange sounds coming from this library from time to time. Is there something unclean at work?"
Roland shook his head slightly. "But I didn't feel any cold magic elements or evil mental power."
Stephanie asked helplessly, "Could it be that you remembered it?"
"Impossible!"
Roland pulled up the photos he had taken before. Before he left the library, to confirm how many books there were, he took a picture of each bookshelf with the high-definition camera mode and then used it as an index.
Then he compared them, and sure enough, the positions of the books on the bookshelf had changed.
Next, Roland checked and compared each bookshelf once, and then found that only the bookshelf just now had two books that had been switched.
One of them was a diary, and the other was the experiences of a certain dark Mage.
Roland thought for a moment, pulled out the diary, and continued reading.
July 18th, XX1.
I'm a little surprised that Stephanie actually cares a little about my feelings? She doesn't seem to be as strong as she appears.
January 9th, XX2.
"There's a dovetail nobleman who actually wants to invite Stephanie to his house right in front of me. He doesn't think much of me."
February 27th, XX2.
"I've hooked up with this nobleman's wife. She's a far cry from Stephanie, but for some reason, I feel excited. Shallow Enchantment really works. "
March 13th, XX2.
"Went hunting with a certain eighth prince who was about to reach adulthood. He accidentally shot and killed a little girl who went into the woods to pick up money, and then the prince threw the little girl's body to feed to the hounds. It was so cruel, but for some reason, I seem to be a little excited."
June 10th, XX2.
"The eighth prince has been driven off to his territory as an adult, and I've lost another friend I can talk to. I've hooked up with the dovetail nobleman's wife again. For some reason, I feel a little disgusted. "
September 13th, XX2.
"The fourteenth princess is so unrestrained, actually calling eight strong men for a group exercise. Looking at her face, which is somewhat similar to Stephanie's, and watching her deal with so many men, for some reason, I feel so excited."
July 14th, XX3.
"The seventeenth princess book I bought was discovered by Stephanie, and she looked very disappointed. I was scared on the surface, but on the inside, I was very excited. "
November 4th, XX3.
"Stephanie didn't want to go to those parties, how could that be … She also had a heated argument with me. She told me not to associate with those good-for-nothings. What does she know? It's only good-for-nothings that are interesting. "
July 6th, XX4.
"Stephanie is too stubborn and too careful. She evaded many of my arrangements. It's so boring. I was looking forward to seeing the same plot as in the princess book, but Stephanie didn't take the bait. Why are you so decent? Can't you learn from your sisters? "
August 9th, XX4.
"I'm running out of patience. I've decided to use Enchantment on Stephanie."
There was no follow-up at this point in the diary.
This was the essence of the diary that Roland summarized after a cursory preview and only reading the important information.
No wonder Stephanie would kill her husband. If it were any other woman, they would probably want to kill the eldest son-in-law too.
So … don't read those messy books. If you read too much, your mind will be polluted.
A good couple was indirectly ruined by lust.
Roland put the diary back on the shelf.
He had some doubts in his heart. Who else besides them had come into this library and was only interested in the diary and dark magic?
Could it be?
Roland walked back to the corner and asked, "Your Highness, I have a question. Did you really kill your husband? Are you sure he's really dead? "
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