The Kingsguard escorted King Robert and Queen Mother Innie Randall to the podium, a row of long flags hung in front of them, and when the King and Queen Mother were seated, the Euriana Pope of the Church led the pre-dinner prayers.

McLandall sat on King Robert's right hand, next to Lord Cassadine and his wife, eight or nine seats between Robert Sheehan and Eni Randall, and even the rest of the Randall family was still in front of him, as the former leader of the royal family and the former prime minister, it was considered an insult, but McLandall was not enough, and he hoped that he would be as far away as possible.

"Fill your glass!" After the prayer was recited, Robert Sheehan couldn't wait to announce that his sommelier hurriedly stepped forward and poured a whole pot of fruit wine into the golden cup, and the king held it in both hands, "To the whole of Dubrovnik!" We've won a big battle! ”

"Long live Dubrovnik!" The whole hall shouted in response, "Long live the King!" Banzai! Hundreds of glasses rang at the same time, announcing the opening of the celebratory dinner, and McClandell toasted the first glass like the others, and sat down to fill it again.

The first feast was a thick soup of mushrooms and bison, served in gilded bowls, and since breakfast was scarcely eaten, McCrandell ate a great deal of it, and soon swept it all, and there were countless more, and every day in the city people starved to death, and the commoners fought each other for a turnip, but we enjoyed the dinner here, and if the commoners were allowed to come into the hall, they would not like these nobles.

McClandell called for more wine, and when the glasses were filled, the heralds appeared with musicians and singers.

The musician's fingers brushed the strings of the harp, the throne room filled with sweet melodies, and the dishes were served faster and more varied, and McClandell kept asking for ales and cider, and freshly baked fish cakes, which were hot to the eye.

The next singer to appear, the singer King Robert and Queen Mother Innie Randall, was inexplicably unpleasant. "If I become prime minister again, the first thing I will do is hang this singer."

The nobleman beside him chuckled softly, while another impartial knight leaned over, "Please be relieved, my lord, justice is at ease in the hearts of the people, no matter whether it is praised or not, the deeds will not be erased." ”

The night had shrouded in the high windows, and the singers were singing more and more vigorously, and by the time the singer bowed and left, many of the guests were already drunk and having fun, while the King's scholar Stanika Sadin was already asleep.

McClandall casually picked up a piece of corned beef when King Robert Sheehan staggered to his feet. "Can Mistress Mike pour me a drink?" He clapped his hands, and his voice was deeply drunk.

This kid was drunk more drunk than me and even ordered me to pour wine, McCrandell's eyes almost burst into flames, why?

Apparently he disobeyed Robert Sheehan and Innie Randall when he was Prime Minister, which provoked Robert Sheehan's revenge, and now that he has lost this position, he has no power and is at his disposal.

"You're drunk...... It is very inappropriate to do so, Your Majesty. He heard Lord Randall say quietly, "Lord Cassadine is still waiting to toast us." ”

"I'm not drunk! I don't have wine in my glass! Robert Sheehan said, "How can you accept a toast without wine?" Mistress Mack, can you serve me? Since you're no longer the Prime Minister, be my bar-waiter! ”

"I'm honored!" McLandall said in reverse.

"It's not an honor!" Robert Sheehan screamed and deliberately dropped the cup to the ground, "Pick it up for me." ”

McClandall snorted coldly, silently complied, and stretched his hand towards the ear of the cup, but the king kicked the gold cup over. "Pick it up! Mike, I heard that you can do anything, so this little thing should not be difficult for you! ”

He quickly picked up his glass.

"Very well, pour me a drink now!" Robert Sheehan yelled.

McCrandell grabbed the flask from a servant and filled the glass two-thirds full.

"Excellent! Mike Mike! It seems that you have a talent for pouring wine! Great for this kind of thing! Robert Sheehan praised.

Innie Randall laughed, and so did many of the nobles, and McLandall didn't look at their faces, but remembered all the sounds.

McClandall sat back in his chair, a strong murderous intent rose in his heart, took a few more sips, and turned to leave.

But King Robert Sheehan accepted the Toast from Lord Cassadine and came back with a bite of food, "Mistress Mack, where do you want to go?" You are my sommelier, and you are not allowed to leave! ”

"Your Majesty, I'm still feeling a little unwell, can I retire first?" McLandall said.

"No! I just like the way you look now, pour me a drink! After Robert Sheehan said this, his expression became weird, he coughed twice, and then began to cough again, "Ahem, I want you...... Ahem...... I'm going to ......" His words were interrupted by a cough.

Queen Mother Innie Randall looked at King Robert Sheehan with concern, "Your Majesty? ”

But when another cough suddenly came, Robert Sheehan squirted all the juice out, and his face grew redder and redder. "I, cough, cough, cough, cough......" The golden cup slipped from his hand and tinkled.

"He choked!" Queen Mother Innie Randall exclaimed. "You idiots! Will you just stutter and stand stupidly and watch! Help your king! ”

A squire hurried over to beat Robert Sheehan's back, and Knight Janis Odo slit the king's collar, and Robert Sheehan hissed a frightening, frightened hiss from the depths of his throat, and then even disappeared, leaving only a terrifying silence.

"Turn him over!" Queen Mother Inni Randall yelled helplessly, "Turn him over and lift his heels!" Shake up! Another shouted, "Water, give him water!" ”

The Pope prayed loudly, the King's scholar Stanika Sadin shouted for someone to help him back to get the medicine, Robert Sheehan reached out and grabbed his throat, his nails digging out blood marks on his skin, but the muscles below were as hard as stones, and Prince Ronnie Sheehan looked surprised and stunned.

He was dying, and McLandall suddenly realized that he was strangely calm in spite of all the chaos and fury around him, and that several people were beating Robert Sheehan on the back, but the king's face was getting darker and darker.

The young ladies of the nobility covered their mouths, the lords and knights shouted to each other trying out the meaningless suggestions, and half of the guests stood up, some pushing over to see clearly, others struggling out the door.

Knight Janis Odo opened the king's mouth and put a spoon deep into his throat to probe, and at that moment, King Robert Sheehan's eyes met McClendell's, and Robert Sheehan squeezed out a dry, rough voice in his throat, as if to speak, the whites of his eyes protruded, and he looked terrified, and raised a hand...... Point to McCrandell...... Is he going to ask for my forgiveness? Or do you think I can save him?

"No, no, no, no!" Inni Randall hissed and cried, "God, save him, who will save him, he is my son, my son, my king......"

At the bottom of the throne hall, a scuffle broke out, the guests trampled on each other and fought, the second captain of the Kingsguard, Knapp, led the Kingsguard to hurriedly step forward to maintain order, the guests rushed into the night desperately, some cried, some stumbled, some vomited, their pale faces were full of fear, the wise choice was to leave quickly, McCrandell's mind was flying, this was a murder! Who the hell did it! Everyone here is suspicious!

When he heard Inni Randall's screams and understood that it was all over, he staggered over and walked towards Inni Randall.

Queen Mother Inni Randall collapsed to the ground, holding her son's cold body in her arms, her dress tattered and dirty, her cheeks ruined.

"The kid is gone, Ini." Lord Randall put his hand on his daughter's shoulder, "Let go and let him go." The two Kingsguard worked together to break Inny Randall's tangled fingers, and Robert Sheehan's body slipped softly and silently on the floor of the throne room.

The Pope knelt beside the dead king and said, "O gods, judge our good king Robert Sheehan justly!" He chanted in a long voice and began to pray for the end.

Ini Randall's tone overshadowed the Pope's prayer, "My son was poisoned!" It's not choking! She glanced at the Kingsguards who surrounded her, "Kingsguards, do your duty. ”

"The Queen Mother?" Knight Janis Odor asked suspiciously.

"Arrest McLandall immediately." She ordered, "When he poured wine for King Robert just now, there was a huge suspicion that he wanted to kill the king!" Someone will take him down first! Then search his body and the king's glass! ”