Tifeco Wimbledon sat on his throne with a ruby scepter in his hand and looked down on the ministers in the temple.

That's the feeling I want, he thought, instead of squatting in Golden Harvest City, entangled with those merchants for the benefit of Sesame.

He paused, the sound of the scepter colliding with the smooth marble floor, and seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, he nodded, "Let's start." ”

"Your Majesty, I have something important to report. "The first to speak was Sir Weimas, nicknamed the "Knight of Steelheart", who was responsible for the defense of the royal city.

Say. ”

"Can the witch manhunt be halted for the time being? Your Majesty, this manhunt has been getting louder and louder lately, and yesterday I heard that some women from civilian families were arrested and humiliated in the dungeons, and one died in prison. And it turns out that they are not witches. Now the entire outer city is already panicked, and if this continues, I am afraid that there will be a large number of fugitives. ”

Tifeco frowned, the witch hunt was what he had asked to do. The truth of Wimbledon III's death has not yet been ascertained, but he never thought that his father would commit suicide, especially the strange smile before his death, which made him feel creepy. The father wore the highest quality Punishment Stone, and the Church confirmed that the stone had not been replaced or invalidated, but this did not mean that the witch was not involved.

If you want to talk about weirdness, no one is better at it than those demon girls.

He turned his gaze to Langley, the executor of the search operation, who was also the minions he had cultivated. The latter immediately stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, it was just an accident, and I have severely punished the people involved," he said, folding his hands, "the warden, the cell boss, and the guard were all sentenced to ten lashes and twenty-five silver wolves. ”

"One is dead, and three are brutally tortured, and the scoundrels whip a few lashes and fine money?" said Sir Weimas coldly, "and who gives you the right to judge? Is it Lord Wick, the Prime Minister, or His Excellency Bill, the Minister of Justice?"

"Your Majesty, I have to act very often in extraordinary times," Langley cried out on one knee, "and despite some minor setbacks, the manhunt was a great success. We've caught at least fifteen witches lurking in the royal city, and we're currently being tortured, and we'll soon find out if they're with your father—no, I mean, if there's any conspiracy going on. ”

Tifeco glared at him, the idiot, who had almost told him what he meant. Although most of the ministers standing in the hall could guess the true purpose of their actions, the outside world must say that the eldest prince Goron killed the king, and this point cannot be overturned.

"Fifteen witches?" the Steelheart Knight sneered in a contemptuous tone, "Very well, it turns out that the royal capital has become the base camp of witches, and only a few years ago the Church captured six Helpers during a hunt in the forests of the eastern part of the kingdom. It seems that your doglegs are stronger than the Church's Inquisitors. ”

"You're ......!"

"That's enough!" Langley was an idiot, and Langley's men were just as foolish, and Tifeko thought to himself with annoyance, if it weren't for the fact that there was no one available at the beginning of his reign, he didn't want to promote such a fool at all. Even if you want to ask for credit, it's not like this to make up numbers. I'm afraid that most of these fifteen people are the same as those unlucky civilian women. He didn't want the church to get involved in this matter, but there was no other way at the moment, "You go to the church and ask the priest to ask the priest to confirm the identities of these fifteen people, and stop the torture or anything." After that, every person you catch will have to be verified by the priests! If the people who let me hear you again can't control it, I'll throw you into the moat of the royal capital to feed the fish!"

"Well, yes, Your Majesty. ”

"Do it now!"

After getting Langley out of the palace, Tifeco turned to the Chancellor of the Exchequer, "If any of them are wronged, along with the previous three, give compensation of two gold dragons." The one who died in prison was sent to his family. He paused, "One more shot." ”

"As you wish. The Chancellor of the Exchequer nodded.

"Your Majesty is merciful. Sir Weimas also saluted.

"Let's move on. Tifeko exhaled turbidity, and when he saw that no one was silent, he said to himself, "Since no one has a new issue, then I'll talk about it." He looked at the Foreign Secretary, "Umbrella" Sir "Brint", "It has been more than a month since the recall order was issued, and now no one has returned to the royal capital. Tell me, what's going on now?"

Sir Brint, from the Ferrin family, had sat in that position for thirty years, with gray hair and an old countenance, and had half a foot in the coffin. He cleared his throat, "Your Majesty, your third sister, Garcia Wimbledon, has not heard anything yet. Your fourth brother, Roland Wimbledon, has written back. The letter stated that when the Demon Moon was over and his people were safe and sound, he would consider returning to the royal capital. But ......"

"But what?"

"He addressed you on the envelope as Your Highness, not Your Majesty or the King. ”

Tifeko couldn't help but sneer. Still as ignorant as ever, my hopeless brother. He thought, if you plan to come back, you can serve me as king, and I can give you a good place to go, and be a pampered prince. If you don't come back, be prepared for your dying struggle as soon as possible. Look at what you've done, swinging your moves, wanting to come back, but not willing to give in?

"Whatever he wants," Tifeko waved his hand, "what about the fifth sister?"

"Your Majesty, she...... It's gone. ”

"What? What does it mean to be gone?"

"She first agreed to the messenger I had sent, but a week later Her Highness disappeared from the palace, along with her butler and two maids-in-waiting. I have arranged for someone to search for her, but I have not found her whereabouts so far. ”

What is the result? One or two, they are so unwilling to believe me! Tifeko felt as if his heart was blocked, and he had great expectations for his sister, hoping that she would be able to assist him. After all, Tilly has been extraordinarily smart since she was a child, even more dazzling than herself, and the only thing she loses to herself is that she is a girl.

Tifeco was very relieved of her, and judging from his father's arrangement, he didn't plan to involve Tiri in this turmoil. The territory given to her is Silverlight City, which is not far from the king. Business and trade are ordinary, and there is no soil for raising soldiers. Unexpectedly, the fifth sister ran away?

Is this the choice made by a smart person?

"Since you have run away, let the former lord take over the management of Silverlight City. The search must continue, I can't let a royal blood go to the people. He gritted his teeth and suppressed his frustration, "So, now only the third sister is left who refuses to obey, right?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

"Since she's so stubborn, I'm going to have to take some tough measures," Tifeco looked at the former Prime Minister, the Marquis of Wick, who needed the approval of the King and the Prime Minister to issue a war order. He is his biggest supporter, and presumably there is no big problem, "I plan to have Duke Joy, the guardian of the South, send troops to force Garcia to abandon the Blue Water Harbor, and escort her back to the royal capital. ”

Marquis Wick replied, "This matter should not be delayed, please Your Majesty issue a war order as soon as possible, and the Foreign Secretary will be responsible for forwarding it." ”

Tifeco nodded in satisfaction, and was about to call the clerk to come up and draft the paperwork, when suddenly the sound of horses' hooves sounded outside the hall. After a commotion, a knight in a blue-striped cloak pushed open the door and strode into the temple.

Tifeco knew him, the famous "Knight of the Storm" Namen Moore. He walked straight to the center of the hall, knelt down on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, I just received news from the south," he gasped, his voice anxious, "Your sister, Garcia Wimbledon, defeated Joy Cole, Duke of the South, five days ago and captured Eagle City! and...... She declared herself the queen of the blue water, and the lords responded one after another, and the entire southern territory has become independent!"