The thunderous sound of hooves woke Jocris from his brief light slumber, and the gray morning light was streaming through the window.

He looked up from his desk and looked downstairs into the square, where heavily armed men in gray and red cloaks were performing their usual morning drills, swords-fighting, or horseback chopping down straw-tied dummies.

Jocriz saw the knights galloping through the hard dirt and raising their spears to pierce the puppet's head, the cloth shattering, the straw flying, and the Randall's guards laughing and laughing.

Was this a deliberate demonstration to show me? He thought to himself, if that's the case, then Inni Randall is even more stupid than he thought, damn it, why didn't this woman run away? Give me the opportunity again and again......

An hour later, Johani, the King's scholar, walked into Jocris's room, hunched over, as if the accessories around his neck were overwhelming him. "My lord, do you have anything to do with me?" He said, "King Rollssheen has been laid down and will be buried at a later date, may the gods rest him in peace." ”

"Nope." Jocriss replied, "He hates rest above all, and may the gods grant him love and laughter and the joy of fighting for justice." However, when he said these words himself, there were still some regrets in his heart, and he still felt a little reluctant, knowing that sooner or later there would be this moment, and the best friend he could rely on had left him.

"Yes, you can invite all the ministers and governors to my study." He told Johanni, the king's scholar, that he could guarantee his safety with him, but that he would not dare to guarantee it if it were to be replaced by the council chamber.

"My lord, is that okay?" Johani, the king's scholar, blinked, "Isn't it until tomorrow when we are not so sad that we can discuss the plan?" ”

Prime Minister Jocris's tone was calm and resolute, "I'm afraid we have to meet now." ”

Johani, the king's scholar, bowed, "As the Prime Minister commands." He summoned his servants and sent them to run briskly, while he gratefully accepted Jochris's chair and a glass of honey.

The Imperial Guard Janis Odo was the first to arrive, "Two adults. He said, "Now that it is my duty to guard the young king, let me serve him." ”

"Knight Giannis Odo, this is your duty." Joe Chris told him.

The second one was Glenamsi, still dressed in the same suit as last night, and his boots were stained with the dust of riding. "Ladies and gentlemen." He smiled slightly, then turned to Prime Minister Jocris. "Prime Minister, the little thing you asked me to do has been done."

Varian Oyizi also walked in, he had just taken a shower, and his soft shoes were soft and silent. "Even the song of the birds is a little sad today." As he sat down, he said, "The whole country is crying, let's get started, shall we?" ”

"Wait for Lord Creshien." Jocrith said.

Variano gave him a wretched look. "I'm afraid Lord Kreshion won't be able to come right now."

"Why?" Jocrith thinks Kréseen is a great help, isn't it......

"A few hours before dawn, he was invited by the queen to the royal chambers, and according to the latest information, he should still be staying with the queen.

Queen Enni Randall, she is so quick to act, but she should not dare to do anything to Prince Cresion, although this situation is not good for Jochria for the time being, but there is nothing she can do, at least he has his guards and the royal city guards in his hands.

"You should all know the last words of King Rollssheehn last night, and I would like to ask you to confirm my status as interim king in accordance with King Rollssheeen's last wishes." Jochris's face looked at the faces as he spoke, speculating on what thoughts were hidden behind the half-closed eyes of the King's scholar Johani, Glenamsi's lazy smile, and Varian Oyiqi's fingers.

The door opened suddenly, and the Imperial Steward entered the study. "Ladies and gentlemen, I beg your pardon that the King request that the Imperial Council be convened immediately in the Throne Room."

Jocrith had expected Queen Innie Randall to strike first, but she didn't expect her to move so quickly, "Our King of Rolls Sheen is dead. "But we'll go with you anyway, sir, and ask you to arrange an escort." ”

Varian Oyzi, Johani and Janis Odo followed closely, and the Knight Enod was already guarding Prime Minister Jochris's side at this time, the guards wearing chain mail and steel helmets were waiting outside in two columns, a total of ten people, the guards escorted them through the square, the gray cloaks crackled in the wind, although there were no gray and red guards of the Randall family at the moment, there were many royal city guards with gold cloaks patrolling the city walls and gates, which made Jocriz feel a little relieved.

The captain of the Kingsguard nodded stiffly at Jochris, and his men pushed open the door to the room.

The Imperial Governor led them in. "King Dubrovnik, Guardian of Dubrovnik's Domain, His Majesty Robert Sheehan of the Sheehan and Randall Families." He read aloud.

It was still a long way from the other end of the hall, and Robert Sheehan was sitting on the throne waiting for him, and Jochris walked slowly towards the self-proclaimed king, followed by the others, and he wondered if Robert Sheehan would obediently give up the throne.

Captain Knapp led the Kingsguard to the scene, standing beneath the throne where Robert Sheehan was seated, fully armed, with beautiful armor and helmets draped from head to toe, long white-gray capes shakingly behind them, and shiny white shields tied to their left arms.

Queen Inni Randall and Prince Cresion stood at the back of the Kingsguard, the queen wearing a gray-green silk robe with a matching golden headband on her head, while Cresion was still wearing the same outfit she had worn at night, looking a little restless at the sight of Jochris.

Behind the throne, there were twenty Randall family guards with swords hanging from their waists. They wore gray-red cloaks over their shoulders and steel helmets on their heads.

On both sides of the wall, under the tapestries depicting hunting and warfare, stood the royal city guards in gold-rimmed cloaks, each of them holding a spear with a black iron spear in their hands, ready for anything, and several times larger than the Randall family guards and the Kingsguards.

Robert Sheehan stood up and said, "I order this Imperial Council to prepare for my coronation at full speed!" The boy announced, "I hope to be crowned in three weeks, and today I am sworn in by all the important ministers here!" ”

Prime Minister Jocriss said, "Prince Robert Sheehan, you are still underage, and according to the king's will last night, you need to wait until you are an adult to become king, and this is also the result of all of us after consultation, and I, as the former prime minister, will temporarily assume the position of king." ”