After that, Jocris's camp launched an attack on Dubrovnik, and McLandall led his army to hold the royal city, and after the victory, Queen Mother Eni Randall decided that McLandall was no longer needed......

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! ”

One of the attendants hurried over to beat Robert Sheehan's back, and the knight Janis Odo cut the king's collar, and Robert Sheehan hissed a frightening, fearful 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...... It seems to be pointing in the direction of 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 hall, a scuffle broke out, the guests trampled on each other and fought, the second captain of the Royal Guard, Knapp, led the Royal Guards to hurriedly step forward to maintain order, the guests rushed into the night desperately, some cried, some stumbled, some vomited, their white faces were full of fear, the wise choice was to leave quickly, McClandell's mind was flying, this should be 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! ”

After these major events were resolved, Lord Tyne Randall's assassination by the inner ghost arranged by Jocriss became a key link......

Four Randall guards stood under the attic of the Prime Minister's Palace, "No one is allowed to enter or leave without my permission!" Innie Randall commanded, it would be easy for her to give the order, but she lacked the iron will of her father's voice.

She had tried to keep herself from tears, just as her father would not, "I am the only true son of his!" ”

At the top of the staircase, there were two more Randall family guards, and when she passed, she was panting and dizzy, her heart pounding in her chest, blaming the damn staircase, and she explained to herself that there were so many damn stairs in this attic that she wanted to overturn the house entirely.

The hall was crowded with whispering fools, as if Lord Randall was still resting, and no one dared to disturb her, and she paced the door, and the guards and servants withdrew, words in their mouths.

Inni Randall looked at the gums and wriggling tongues, but didn't hear any words, just thought it was a moth flapping its wings, what were they doing here? And how much do they know? It stands to reason that she should have been informed first, she was the queen mother of the Dubrovnik palace, had they forgotten?

"Get rid of these guys!" Innie Randall commanded.

The moonlight poured in through the narrow window, and several members of the Randall family knelt in front of the bed, as if praying, but could not cry out in grief, telling herself that it was Jochris's conspiracy, and that he still had followers in the city, or maybe someone else......

There were rumors in the palace of Dubrovnik, and she couldn't make out the dead for a while, yes, the hair was her father's, but the rest was completely wrong, he was so young, so old, what a coward! The dagger had pierced his chest, and the stench had forced her to stir her nose.

"Pull out the dagger!" She ordered, "Silly? Your Excellency is the Imperial Prime Minister! ”

He's my father, it's my father, should I scream and cry and tear my hair? The Queen Mother felt her nails sink deep into her palms.

"How dare you let him lie like this? Where are the king's scholars, whose father was the king's prime minister, one of the greatest lords of all time, who had the bells of the city ring, and who had him bathed and changed his clothes, as he had done when King Rollssheen died, and clothed him with gold and silk? Where are the King's Scholars? She spun around to face the guards and snapped.

"Steward, summon the King's Scholars at once and let them take care of Lord Randall."

"He has come, Queen Mother Ini," replied the steward, "he has come and gone, and has gone to summon the others." ”

They finally informed me that when they realized this, Innie Randall was so angry that he couldn't speak, and the King's Scholar would rather leave Lord Randall here and find someone to do it for him than get his weak, wrinkled hands dirty, he was a useless piece of waste!

"Anyone can come, find them all!" Innie Randall ordered.

After everything was arranged, the Queen Mother turned around and left to return to the hall.

At this time, Knight Knapp stepped forward and asked, "Queen Mother Ini, what should I do with the corpse of the knight who committed suicide?" ”

"Do you know where he came from?" Queen Mother Innie Randall asked.

"I don't know, he's just an ordinary knight."

"Then take it and feed it to the dogs! Remember, whoever dares to say one more word, I want his tongue, understand? Innie Randall said angrily.

Knight Knapp said, "Yes, Queen Mother. ”

There was no doubt that it was a gang conspiracy, that it was impossible for a single person to kill her father, and now she wanted nothing more than King Ronnie......

The cold rain flew and turned the walls into a dark red, like congealed blood, and the Queen Mother held the king's hand tightly and led him through the muddy courtyard to the heavily guarded carriage.

After getting into the carriage, King Ronnie Sheen leaned back on the pillow and peeked out the window into the rain curtain, "The gods are crying for their grandfather, and the servants say that the rain is their tears." ”

"Close the curtains, the rain is all in, do you want to soak your cloak?" Inni Randall said.

King Ronnie Sheen obeyed, but his meekness unnerved Innie Randall, and the king must be fearless, and if Robert Sheehan would argue with her, he would never give in.

"Sit and sit!" She instructed King Ronnie Sheen, "Be like a king, with your shoulders up, your crown on, and what if you fall down in front of the ministers and nobles later?" ”

"I'm not going to let it fall." The boy sat up straight and reached out to arrange the crown, which was too big for him.

Two Kingsguard rode in front, the rain soaking the white-armored horses, and behind the carriage were fifty Randall guards.

King Ronnihon couldn't help but lift a little curtain and look out, and there was an empty street outside. "I thought there would be a lot of civilians, and when my father died, it would be crowded."

"Who will come out in the rain to see the dead?" What's more, they don't love Lord Randall at all, and Lord Randall doesn't care about their love.

Love, love this thing, it can't be eaten or used, it can't be used for warmth in cold nights, and it can't bring shade in summer, Lord Randall once said.

In front of the palatial cathedral, which is made of fine stones, the crowds of people who mourn Lord Randall and the Knight Janis Odo are far less crowded than the guards of the Randall family and the Kingsguard arranged around the square.

More people will come, Innie Randall thought to herself, after all, the morning prayer is only for the nobles and their retinue, the afternoon prayer is open to the commoners, and the evening prayer has no status restrictions, and she has to come back in the evening to preside over so that the commoners can witness my grief, which is really annoying, she has so much to do, there are several wars to fight, and a country needs to rule.

The Pope waited for them at the top of the staircase, the Pope's speckled palms sticking out of the long sleeves decorated with gold patterns, and Innie Randall knelt on the damp stone slab, kissed his fingers, and told King Ronnihon to do the same.

The Pope smiled as he escorted her into the inner chamber, his smile suggestive, perhaps nothing more than a twitch of his wrinkled lips? They walked through the Hall of Lights, holding King Ronnihion's hand, Knight Knapp with the Kingsguard on either side.

During this time, the Queen Mother announced to the world that whoever was of low origin, no matter what fault he had, could be ordained a lord if he offered the heads of Jocriss and Cressin, and soon people around the world would receive the news.

Eni Randall can only blame all this on the Jochris's camp first, whether this assassination was done or not, at least on the surface she had to do it, she couldn't erect more enemies, she still needed the strength of others......

The royal team passed through several inner doors and came to the main hall in the center of the cathedral, and the surrounding nobles knelt down beside the king and the queen mother, many of them were father's old subordinates and vassals, and some knights followed Lord Randall to fight more than ten battles, looking at them, she felt much more at ease, and she was not without support.

Of course, there were McLandall and the palace officials and lords, but there was no joy or sorrow on their faces.

The bodies of Lord Randall and Janis Odo lay still in the two sarcophagi on the platform, and the memories came suddenly, and Eni Randall remembered the scenes about these two people, and sometimes at a moment she suddenly felt how good it would be if she were just an ordinary family.

But she is not, she is a member of the Randall family, she was born to live for rights and desires, and once she has the supreme power that everyone yearns for, she can't easily let it be lost, no matter what the price is!

Now that their eyes are closed forever, it's me who they should be afraid of!

At the end of the song, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the stench of the corpse became stronger, and the mourning nobles had to pretend to be serious and returned to the Hall of Lights, where the mourners surrounded the Queen Mother and her son like buzzing mosquitoes, eagerly pouring out boring words of condolences to her, many nobles kissed her hand, and some claimed that they would hire a master stonemason to make statues of these two men so that they would forever protect Dubrovnik......

After a long punishment, she finally got rid of the babbling of the stupid pigs, arranged everything, and left the land of pain under the escort of the Kingsguard.