Theo had been in contact with His Royal Highness once a day for the past few days.
Although he had seen many incredible things during his year as His Highness' personal guard, the new order still made him feel inconceivable and … confused.
The attack on the palace in King's City was portrayed as Roland Wimbledon's punishment for Timothy Wimbledon?
When the militia that had attacked the Western Territory had been defeated and returned to King's City, it wasn't as if he hadn't heard about the "warning" that they had carried with them. Theo had thought that this was just a bluff by His Highness, or perhaps a strategy to create a diversion – taking advantage of Timothy's vigilance and defense to send troops to attack other cities, just like what Garcia had done, to loot their opponents before the coming of winter.
However, the subsequent orders from Border Town made him feel that something was wrong. It seemed that His Highness really intended to attack King's City, and had asked him to prepare for propaganda. The latest order clearly stated that the attack would be launched on the first day of mid-autumn, which was exactly the same time as the warning.
Look at this sentence, "Exaggerate the attack on King's City Palace as punishment." In other words, His Highness will directly attack the inner city of King's City — but how is that possible? King's City had the strongest walls of Graycastle, which were thick enough to accommodate two houses side by side. Even His Highness' cannons would find it difficult to destroy them. With the addition of the King's City Knight Regiment, his personal guards, and the conscripted militia, it would be difficult to break into the city without an army of more than ten thousand people.
Using witches to launch a surprise attack was also a fantasy. The God's Stone of Retaliation in the palace was as numerous as the hairs on an ox. Moreover, in the main hall, bedroom and other places, there were giant God's Stone of Retaliation. As long as a witch stepped into a room, all of her abilities would be taken away. This was also the reason why no one retaliated when Timothy hunted and killed witches. It was simply impossible to assassinate a member of the royal family in the palace.
Moreover, there was a hidden danger in this method. If Timothy Wimbledon really died in the hands of a witch, the church would benefit the most … As long as the church was guided a little, the 4th Prince's futile attempt to unite with the devil's minions to seize the throne would become a reality. At the same time, the nobles would unite to resist his power. However, with His Highness Roland's wisdom, Theo believed that he would definitely be able to see this point.
Then how is His Highness going to break into the Inner City?
"Sir, what orders do you have for me?" Hill Fawkes pushed open the half-closed door and walked into the living room.
"Waiting for a new order," Theo said, spreading out his hands. "You can sit down first."
"… Yes."
Seeing the astonished expression on the former acrobatic troupe member's face, Roland could only smile helplessly. Usually, he would only inform these people when he received specific orders, but this time, it was not convenient for him to inform them of the task given by Her Highness in advance. If the palace in King's City had not been attacked, this seemingly absurd order could easily reduce the trust of the other party.
But on the contrary, if His Highness really did it, it would be an unprecedented shock to them, and it would also greatly boost the confidence of this group of people — especially when they witnessed with their own eyes that His Highness was able to pose a real threat to Timothy's throne from thousands of miles away. Such a propaganda effect would be more effective than him wasting his breath.
So Theo chose a compromise, first calling Hill to the Inner City, and then waiting for His Highness to realize his warning. If he succeeded, everyone would naturally be happy, but if he failed, he only needed to lie and say that the messenger might have been delayed on the road.
"Drink some tea," Theo said with a smile. "Don't always wear doubts on your face. As an intelligence officer, the most important thing is —"
"Hide yourself, Sir." He took the teacup. "That's right, recently there have been a lot of patrols on the streets, and even the number of guards on the city wall has doubled. Could it be … that these transfers are related to His Highness's orders? "
"That's right, Timothy —"
Theo had just finished speaking when a sudden clap of thunder suddenly rolled over the top of the mansion. The sound was so loud that even the window glass trembled. At the same time, the ground slightly shook, and the tremor was brief but clear. Hill was caught off guard, and the teacup in his hand fell straight to the ground, breaking into several pieces.
"I'm sorry, Sir … but," Hill was dumbfounded. "This … what's going on?"
"Come with me," Theo said with a serious look.
The two of them rushed out of the garden residence, and were immediately attracted by a column of black smoke in the direction of the palace. Obviously, the sound of thunder had come from there. He had seen His Highness's cannons and flintlocks, so he naturally knew that only alchemy powder could produce a sound like the wrath of Heaven. Moreover, such a violent tremor didn't seem to be caused by the bombardment, but more like the bag used to deal with the thick armor demonic beasts.
Hill's mouth opened wide, and he could hardly believe his eyes. "Could it be that His Highness's declaration in the warning was true?"
"Yes," Theo finally felt relieved. He turned around and pretended to be profound. "This is also the new order that His Highness wants to give you."
Timothy's face was livid, and he looked at the falling chandelier in front of him, unable to speak for a long time.
"Your Majesty, cough cough … Your Majesty, are you all right?" The Prime Minister coughed amidst the flying dust, "Damn it, what the hell happened outside?"
Timothy didn't answer, he only felt that his throat was very dry. Under the chandelier was a Silver Armored Knight, who had been reporting to him about the recruitment of refugees, but now his neck had been broken by the falling chandelier. If he had taken another step forward, I'm afraid he would also …
At the thought of this, he felt his hair stand on end.
"Is this an earthquake?" The Minister of Finance was still in shock. "We have to quickly leave the castle and go to an open place."
"That's right, Your Majesty, it's not safe here!"
"All of you, shut up!" Timothy shouted. Only when he opened his mouth did he realize that his voice was very hoarse, as if someone had squeezed his throat to speak. "Sir Weimar, immediately take me to the basement!"
"Yes, Your Majesty." Although the Knight Steelheart also looked a little nervous, compared to the other ministers, he was very calm. He came over to help Timothy up and walked downstairs.
Along the way, the new King saw that the corridor was full of broken glass, and through the broken window, he saw that the Hall of Heaven on one side of the castle no longer existed. Amidst the rising smoke and dust, this magnificent building now only had a few lonely stone pillars left. This was not caused by an earthquake, but by a large amount of snow powder explosion!
Leaving the castle now was undoubtedly suicide. Only God knew whether Roland Wimbledon had buried snow powder in other places. Only the basement with thick stone walls was safe enough.
Damn it, Timothy thought bitterly, why does my fourth brother also have this kind of alchemy weapon? Could it be that when Garcia had left the Port of Clearwater, she had also given him the recipe, so that he could use the snow powder to fight with her?!
But even if that was the case, how did he bury the snow powder in the palace? Even a witch with extraordinary abilities would not be able to do this!
"Take the Knight Regiment and thoroughly search the entire palace area, especially the sewers, gardens and warehouses, where snow powder can easily be hidden!" As soon as he stepped into the basement, Timothy immediately ordered the Knight Steelheart, "If you find any suspicious people, whether they are nobles or not, arrest them first. All attendants and servants entering and leaving the palace must be thoroughly searched, no one can escape!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After Sir Weimar left, the new King found that his back was wet with cold sweat.
Roland actually did this!
Regardless of how he did it, this time he was able to hide snow powder in the palace. Next time, wouldn't it be as easy as turning over his hand to hide it in the castle?
[Your position is far from as safe as you think. When the time comes, everyone will see that your throne is already on the verge of collapse. ]
Thinking of this warning, Timothy could not help but shiver.
When his anger gradually subsided, he felt fear rising from the soles of his feet, bit by bit gripping his heart.
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