Taking advantage of the next day's court meeting, Jokko made a request to the Lord of the Dawn to attend. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Presumably just after a peace treaty had been concluded, the request was quickly granted, and two knights in fine armor welcomed him into the royal palace.

Two or three months ago, he had repeatedly asked to see His Majesty, but in the end he had been lost and had not been heard from. Now he hoped that His Majesty would turn a blind eye to his requests, as he had done in the past.

It's a pity that the reality is always so unsatisfactory.

When I walked into the main hall, it was clear that the court meeting was nearing its end.

The young king was leaning on his throne and chatting and laughing with his ministers, and when he saw Joko curtsy, Ampein sat up straight, "No need to be polite, I heard that you brought a letter from Roland Wimbleton?"

"Yes, Your Majesty," replied Joko, stiffly, "he congratulates you on your coronation, and hopes that the friendship between the two countries will endure for a long time." ”

"That's a new statement," said Ampein Moya, smiling, "and does he have any gifts for you?"

"Uh, this...... Of course," said the ambassador in a hurry, "the convoy carrying the gifts is still on the way, and this letter was sent by fast horses." ”

"I remember that when Wimbledon III was crowned, my father sent a force of two hundred men to the Grey Castle, and there were eleven carriages loaded with gifts, and many gold, wine, silk, and beauties. I don't know what Roland's return gift will be this time, I'm looking forward to it. ”

There was a chorus of laughter among the courtiers.

Is there such a thing? Joko couldn't help but feel a little dry, why was there no mention of the congratulatory gift in the letter? It was forgivable that he didn't know, but not that His Majesty Roland himself didn't know.

"Did he say anything else?" Ampein asked.

For a moment, Joko even wanted to retire directly, but when he thought of annoying the Lord of Dawn and being rejected by the nobles of the royal capital at most, if he disappointed His Majesty Roland, this ambassador would probably have to be replaced by someone else, so he endured it again.

"Your Majesty...... Belch...... I also want you to stop the persecution of witches and treat them as freemen," Joko gritted his teeth, "Otherwise, Greycastle will not turn a blind eye to such behavior, and the Church is the best example of this." ”

After saying this, the hall instantly fell silent.

The ambassador felt a fine sweat on his forehead.

"Is that what Roland Wimbledon said?" said Ampein Moya after a while, "bring me the letter." ”

Immediately a knight approached Jokko and pulled the parchment roll in his hand.

Even if he didn't dare to make eye contact with the Lord of Dawn's gaze, he could hear that the other party's tone was already a little colder.

The thought of the condemnations and warnings that took up most of the text in the letter made Joko cry on the spot.

Sure enough, Ampein threw it to the ground after reading it, "This is the attitude of the Grey Castle towards its allies? witches are innocents, so I have to let them go?" If they hadn't poisoned my father, he would still be sitting here right now!"

But when he's dead, you'll only be on the throne, won't you?"

"Your Majesty is angry, as far as I know...... Witches and other innocent people raised by the Church cannot be generalized, just as there are ordinary people—"

"Shut up!" Ampein scolded, "You have no idea how terrible those who have mastered the power of the devil are, and even the Divine Stone cannot completely restrain them! Tell me, how can a group that is not bound by any rules obey us? Dawn will only be more stable without witches, and I am responsible for my own people!"

Reasoning no longer works, and Joko realizes at the sight of the other man's flushed cheeks that his father has become a shadow in his heart—this guy is about the same age as Roland next year, but not much different, if not worse, than his old friends from the royal capital.

Look at His Majesty Roland, who has only been away from the royal capital for a year, and has transformed into a real superior, and this guy has not yet escaped from his father's protection.

"I'll write a letter to the King of the Greykeep and tell him not to be tempted by the depraved ones - it's ridiculous to threaten Dawn for the devil's minions!" Ampein walked back and forth in exasperation, "The Grey Keep may be powerful, but he must not forget who gave him strength! Without the support of the nobles everywhere, Roland could transfer his army to Dawn, and if he invaded the royal realm for this reason, he would certainly do the same to his vassals in the future." Not only will my subjects resist to the end, but the nobles of the Grey Keep will not support him as much as they have always supported the Church of Resistance!"

Belch...... The old friend seemed to have done so, and Joko thought to himself, although he did not know how His Majesty had defeated the Church, but he vaguely remembered that His Majesty had not relied on the strength of the nobles when he invaded the royal capital—and at that time there were few people in the Grey Castle who were optimistic about the four princes of Wimbledon. And in the subsequent trial, the great nobles were almost wiped out, otherwise he would not have been able to get the position of ambassador.

Eventually, as Hill had said, a furious Ampein Moya drove him out of the palace.

Fortunately, to Joko's relief, none of the other ministers, despite their astonishment, responded to the king much better than he had expected.

Of course, when they saw the letter that was thrown to the ground, the ridicule behind their backs should be inevitable.

As soon as he returned to his lodgings, Otto Lossy followed.

"Is that really how His Majesty Roland sees this?"

"Otherwise, I won't be able to lie to you," said Joko, slumping limply on the bench, "Why, are you here to laugh at me?"

"No...... I just think that Ampein's new policy is indeed impulsive, and he does want to make the people of Dawn live a stable life, but this method of manhunting will make everyone panic. ”

"Then you should tell him. ”

"He doesn't listen...... Otto smiled wryly, "and when he talks about witches, it's like he's a different person." But he can't be blamed for that, if you've seen the changes in the court with your own eyes—" he bit his lip as he said this, "no, it's nothing. His Majesty's death was too devastating for Ampein, and based on his age, he should have been five or six years away from succeeding to the throne. I heard that Wimbledon III was also killed by the witches of the Church, and it would be nice if he could be as steady as His Majesty Roland at this point. ”

Joko looked at Otto in surprise, how could he feel as if the other party was not the eldest son of the three great families of Dawn, but the nobles of the Gray Castle? Is His Majesty Roland really so prestigious that he can let the nobles of the neighboring countries stand on his side?

"Anyway, I'll have another chance to talk to Ampein, and now he doesn't even listen to Count Quinn's words. ”

After drinking tea, Otto got up and was about to leave, when Seventy-Six suddenly ran into the room.

"Your Excellency...... The witch you auctioned is back!"