"How, did my lovely fiancée react violently when she received the letter?"

Kirwyn sat in the barracks, his inspectors gearing up for their troops, and not asking the secret messenger and assassin who had just returned.

It was this emaciated, inconspicuous-looking man who, with a poisoned arrow, threw a great monarch with enormous political influence into a coma, while also plunging the powerful country he had founded into chaos and turmoil.

She's calm, much calmer than you might think, and knows her situation very well. But she has something for me to convey to you as it is. ”

There was not a hint of frustration in the emaciated man's tone, as if nothing had happened.

Perhaps it was this extremely restrained and almost harsh self-control that made him the best Assassin on the continent, from a heavily guarded royal palace to a treasury full of gold and silver currency.

And when he does it, he will never show even the slightest killing intent.

"Oh, what's that?" said Kerrwin, turning with amusement, and smiled playfully.

To tell the truth, he wrote this letter only to give himself an excuse to invade, and whether the other side agreed or not, he would cross the border and take all the land west of the Long River as originally planned.

Of course, if the princess is willing to cooperate, it will be better to save a lot of unnecessary cumbersome steps and troubles.

"She said that she can act in a play with you, but in return, she should not be a simple puppet, but share part of the rights from your hands......"

The Assassin made no attempt to hide what it was, and shook out all the contents of his private conversation with the princess.

As a simple and pure person, he never cared about the intrigue between these nobles, only about the content of his next mission, who he needed to kill, and how to kill him.

"Right?hahahaha!"

Kerwin couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard this word, and joked while laughing: "I thought what kind of request she would make, it turned out that she was unwilling to continue to be at the mercy of others, unwilling to continue to be a vase." It's okay, I can fulfill this little wish of hers. But the premise is that she has to do one thing to prove that she has broken with the past. ”

"What's the matter?" the assassin's indifferent eyes finally showed a wave of emotion.

But no one knows if this fluctuation is curiosity or something else.

"I hope she can take matters into her own hands with her father, who is in a coma. Harrison's political prestige is so high that as long as he lives for a day, the supporters of the prince and princess will not dare to really let go of their hands and feet. What's more, patricide is a vicious kind that is absolutely not tolerated by the whole society, don't you think that such a vicious woman is very suitable for me with the title of tyrant?"

There is no doubt that he is taking revenge on the strong refusal of the princess to marry, and wants to pull the other party down to the same level as himself through this inferior way.

"I'll pass on your terms to her, and if nothing else is told, I'll go on to the next mission, goodbye. ”

With that, the Assassin didn't drag his feet at all, and after a slight bow, he turned and disappeared into the shadows in the corner of the tent.

No one knows how he got out, and no one knows how he got in.

In short, neither magic nor any other method can detect the stealth technique that comes and goes without a trace, and even the most olfactory hound will not be useful.

Fortunately, Kerrwin didn't care about the true identity of the other party, and he didn't think about keeping such a dangerous guy by his side, and the two sides belonged to each other's partners.

Thinking of this, he directly pushed open the curtain of the tent and shouted to the herald who had been waiting outside for a long time: "Let our vanguard pull out camp and set out! In five days I will take the nearest city, and within two months I will sweep away all the resistance to the west of the river." Remember, this time is different from last time, I need a crown, so don't cause too many gratuitous killings. A piece of land that does not have enough people cannot produce enough food and wealth to support a country. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

The herald slapped his chest hard, then trotted all the way to the army ready to deliver the order.

In about half an hour, the first legions of humans and steel golems strode across the border on muddy paths, approaching a powerful country in chaos and war.

......

On the other side, the kingdom's armies, by contrast, were anxiously awaiting orders.

To be precise, Viglia is still waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a suitable moment to step in.

As for the excuse, she had already prepared it, it was the prince who was under house arrest in the palace.

Since the nobles who started the rebellion were wiped out, this unlucky man did not escape the disaster, even if he had the title of messenger, but in the end he could not save him.

By now, he had lost his former personable disguise, constantly walking around the room, his eyes bloodshot, and occasionally screaming like crazy.

Because he hasn't communicated face-to-face with anyone for more than half a month, the only time he can see outsiders is when he delivers food for a few seconds every day.

It is estimated that if he maintains this extreme isolation, he will become a psychotic or a madman in a few days.

Of course, it's not good now, and I'm chattering all the time and I don't know what I'm muttering, and any normal person will be startled when I see it.

Just as the prince stared at himself in the mirror and began to talk, the closed door was suddenly kicked open, and the queen, who had not been seen for many days, finally appeared, and greeted with a smile: "Ah! Good afternoon, dear prince." I have a good news and a quick message here, which one would you like to hear first?"

"Bad news!" said the prince, making his choice without thinking.

As the name suggests, he didn't even think about it, he just wanted to talk about it.

"The bad news is that your great father has been poisoned by assassins and has now fallen into a coma and has lost control of his country. And your brothers and sisters, who are fighting so much for the throne, have not even forgotten to write to me, hoping that I will imprison you forever. Vilia winked meaningfully.

She believed that with the prince's political wisdom, it should not be difficult to judge the current situation, and at the same time understand that the other party had no second way to survive except to take refuge in herself.