It was warm inside the bed, and there was a lot of fur and blankets to cover it, sweat? I was in a fever, he thought dizzily, so collapsed, even the movement of his hand provoked pain all over his body, so he gave up his efforts, and his whole body lost sensation. How did I get here? He tried to remember, fragments of the battle flashed in his mind sporadically, the battle by the river, constantly rushing and killing, being knocked down by the inner ghost knight, someone wanted to kill me......

This time he dreamed that he was attending a feast, a feast of celebration in the hall, where he sat on a high platform, and people raised their glasses to cheer him, saluted the heroes, and sang the praises of his heroic deeds to the music played by his bards, and even Lord Randall smiled approvingly.

He woke up in the darkness again, facing the empty and cold room, the bed curtain was lowered again, something was not quite right, something had changed, but he could not say why, he was alone, pushed the blanket away, tried to sit up, but the pain was so great that he soon had to stop moving, and gasped for breath rapidly. The pain in his face was the mild, the pain in the right half of his body was incomparable, and every time he raised his hand, he felt a tingling pain in his chest. What the hell is wrong with me? He tried to think about it, and the battle scene was like a dream......

He thought of his beloved beauties, but for a moment their faces faded and melted into tears, and even then he could hear her distant faint voice, calling his name.

“…… Can you hear me, my lord? My lord? Mike Mike? My lord? My lord? ”

He broke free from the chaotic sleep, and saw a soft face above his head, and he returned to the damp and cold room, surrounded by ripped down bed curtains, this face was not them, it was too round.

"Are you thirsty, sir? I've got honey for you, delicious honey. You don't move, no, be quiet, you need to rest. "He's holding a spoon and honey water on the other.

As the man leaned over, McClandell grabbed his clothes and tugged at him desperately.

The man let go of his hand and sprinkled all the honey on the blanket.

"Don't! No! He said hoarsely, so hoarse that he didn't know if he had actually spoken, but he must have said it, for the man choked up and replied, "Let go, please, sir...... You have to drink it, otherwise the wound will be more painful...... Don't, let it go...... Not ......"

When McCrandell let go, his face had turned purple, and the attendant flinched back, panting hard, his eyes even whiter, and his expression panicked.

McLandall raised his hand and motioned, removing his hard hood, and he gestured again and again.

"You...... Mistress Mack, you want to get rid of the bandages, do you? ”

The attendant finally said, "But I don't ...... This...... It's unwise, Mistress Mack, you haven't healed yet, Queen Mother Ini will ......"

At the mention of Innie Randall, McLandall couldn't help but be furious, I know! Are you her person too? He pointed at his attendant, then clenched his hands into a fist.

The attendant swallowed, "I...... I will carry out the orders of the adults, definitely, definitely, but ...... It's not wise, your hurt ......"

"Quick! Do! This time his voice was a little louder.

The attendant bowed, left the room, and returned with a slender knife, a basin of water, a pile of soft cloths, and a few bottles.

McClandell squirmed upwards for a small moment, leaning back on the pillow and half-sitting.

The squire kept him absolutely still, and at the same time reached the tip of the knife to the bottom of his chin, sawing his hood steadily, as long as he swiped it further, the Queen Mother Innie Randall could get rid of me forever, McLandall thought to himself, the blade cut through the stiff linen, just above his throat, and the squire looked a little timid and hesitant.

Fortunately, this squire was a little afraid of him, even though he had been bought by Inni Randall at this time, he was still his squire, he was just a cowardly puppet of Innie Randall's men.

It didn't take long for his cheeks to feel a chill, and the pain was still there, but he tried his best to ignore it, and the attendant threw away the hard bandage with the plaster, "Don't move, let me clean the wound for you, it may be a little stinging." ”

The attendant warned as he moistened a soft cloth with the smell of mashed herbs with potion and wiped McClandall's face.

It was not only a little stinging, but the soft cloth passed through it as if it were burning on fire, especially the nose, as if it was being poked and twisted by a burning stick. He clutched the sheets, inhaled deeply, and managed not to scream.

"It's wiser to keep a little hood first, sir, but now the wound is still clean, it was the Knight of Enod who saved you and sent you back, at that time your wound was dirty and smelly, a rib was broken, you must feel it, I don't know who smashed it, or it was caused by a fall, it's hard to say, you were also hit by an arrow in the arm, right where the shoulder and hand meet, the wound showed signs of necrosis, I was worried that I would have to amputate your limb! But we treated it with medicinal wine first, and it seemed to heal cleanly......"

"What about the Knight of Enold?" McLandall gasped and looked up, "What about the others?" ”

It was obvious that Knight Enod was not by his side, and now he did not have any sense of security, just now he vaguely smelled a sense of crisis, and it would be easy for Enni Randall to get rid of him at this time.

The squire blinked. "Huh? Knight Enod was invited by the Empress Dowager Inni Randall because of his meritorious service in saving the adult, and I heard that he was to be commended. ”

"Commendation?" McLandall asked rhetorically.

"Yes, we have won a great victory, my lord, the enemy forces that Jocris's camp attacked Dubrovnik have all been annihilated by us, Dubrovnik has restored peace, they have suffered heavy losses, their vitality is greatly damaged, and a small number of people are said to have been chased by the cavalry of Lord Randall and Lord Cassadine on the way back to Chris's territory, Lord Randall and Lord Cassadine have also returned to Dubrovnik, Jocrith and Kreshion have ordered the entire line to retreat."

Sure enough, as McLandall expected, if they win a big battle and win this rebel war, then he has no use value, and he has become the biggest obstacle for those who aspire to the great power of the royal family, and those who want to take these away from him, this is another war!

Eni Randall must have bought off his squire to make sure he never came back this time, didn't he?

"Send me back." McLandall ordered, "I'm going back to my own bed, my own room!" "What if...... If you can find someone you can trust.

"Your own ...... My lord, this can't be. It was the Prime Minister's room. ”

"I ...... It is...... Imperial Prime Minister. Trying to speak exhausted McClandall, and what he heard confused him even more.

The attendant said with a bitter face: "No, my lord, I ...... You have been seriously injured and in a coma for the past few days, and you are on the verge of death, and your father has taken over the responsibility, and Lord Tyne Randall ......"

"He's already taken over the prime ministership here?"

"This is a great victory, and now Lord Randall has moved into the Prime Minister's room, assisting His Majesty King Robert to set things right, God bless!"

"God forbid?" McCrandell repeats hollowly, damn inner ghost! Damn Innie Randall! Damn Tyne Randall! Damn right!

McCrandell then was silent for a moment, "Find him, bring him, Knight Enold!" ”

"Yes, my lord, I'll try to get the Knight of Enod as I can."

By the time the squire left, McLandall was completely exhausted, so he lay back and closed his eyes, wondering if he would ever wake up again.

"Who?" He hissed. Although his voice was stiff and hoarse, he was at least able to speak, and McCrandell still had a high fever and had completely lost the concept of time.

How long did you sleep? He was too weak, too weak to speak.

"Who?" He shouted again, trying to be louder. The light of the torch spilled in through the open door, but in the bedroom, the only source of light was a candle next to the bed that was about to burn out.

A black shadow slowly walked towards him, he couldn't help but tremble, could it be the queen mother's minions again,

"It's me, Master McClandell, you called me, I'm the Knight of Enold." Knight Enod appears at McClandall's side.

"Knight Enod, my savior, the Queen Mother has rewarded you?" McCrandell's consciousness cleared up a little, and he saw Enold's figure clearly.

"Yes, I'm now the captain of the Kingsguard, and I'm at the same level as the second captain, Knight Knapp, and slightly below the captain of the Kingsguard, Knight Janis Odo." Knight Enod said slowly.

At this time, Enold did not miss this great opportunity and launched a trial card against McCrandell.

Judgment Card Power: If the judgment is valid, the user is completely subjugated to the user.

"Ah, Knight Enod, I think I'm ......"

"Mistress Mack, do you feel that you have failed many women who love you, and you want to die right away when you think about it, but you can't die yet!"

Knight Enold's words made McLandall suddenly recall the women he had missed and let down at this moment, "That's right! Knight Enold, I failed them, I can't give them any future, I'm just the illegitimate son of a nobleman, isn't it good to just have fun, what do you say? Knight Enod, if you don't have it, you don't have to worry and be afraid, if you don't have it, you won't lose it, if you don't have it, you won't have those pains that your liver and intestines will be broken, and you won't have those endless thoughts. McLandall's mouth was full of words, but his heart seemed to be so flustered before.

"No, Mistress Mack, you still have unfinished business, and when you are high above and no one can stop you, you can pursue what you really want, and now you are not your true self! Mike-sir, you haven't really been who you are! So, confess your sins! Regret it! Tremble! Submit to judgment! Then pick yourself up again and get over those obstacles! Knight Enold snapped.

These words exploded in McCrandell's head like a bolt from the blue, and he seemed to be completely awake at this moment, and the tears in his eyes were rolling uncontrollably, and he had never seen such a look.

It was a long time before McCrandell whispered, "You're right, Knight Enold, I feel like I'm starting to worship you now, and honestly no one else can make me feel that way, Knight Enode, you're my true savior, I'm going to cheer up!" ”

Enold smiled, "That's right, Mistress Mack, although you are no longer Prime Minister, you still have some opportunities.

"My benefactor, you woke me up." McLandall had already regarded Enold as one of the most important people in his life, and then babbled on and on to tell Knight Enold about his many past events and the events that had just happened and his speculations.

At this point, the Knight of Inod has completely subdued McCrandell, and has finally taken the most crucial step in his plan.

But now......

The bizarre suicide of Queen Mother Innie Randall.

The bizarre things in front of him appeared one after another, and the person concerned became himself again......

What a trick of fate, McLandall laughed inwardly.

McClandell felt the inadequacy of his own abilities at the thought of other dark arts, and if there really was a dark magic that made people mad and commit suicide, things would be even more tricky, if people believed it, or if the real murderer behind the scenes was revealed.

McLandall glanced at Knight Enold meaningfully, but was not at his side because Knight Knapp was at his side......

McLandall thought to himself that perhaps the Knight of Enod was also thinking about a solution to this bizarre incident, at least when it came to fighting the dark arts, the Knight of Enod was obviously more experienced......

This time, it was another critical moment.

They are waiting for the arrival of King Ronnihon and other important members of the royal family.

McLandall and Knight Enod coincided with each other, and they were both well aware of the hidden culprit of the incident in the Dubrovnik Palace.

This time they had to work together to fight against the people behind the scenes, one, two, or many, at least they were already very close, and even those around them were suspicious.

The key is how to find out the murderer of the dark arts, how to convince King Ronnihon and other important officials of the royal family, and how to find the truth of the incident.

The murderers will not wait for them to make a move, perhaps they will take this opportunity to preemptively remove the power from the hands of former Prime Minister McCrandell first.

The next person who is desperate to make a move on McClandall will have a major suspicion.

But......

Knight Enold didn't think that this person who used the power of cards would make another move, it was already very risky to make a move, and after he had already caused such a big movement, he would definitely not force his head again.

In addition, there are two teams of people left and the murderers behind this world, counting the side of the Knight of Inod, a total of four to five forces are competing in Dubrovnik.

Will we be the ones who are out this time?

Knight Enold asked in his heart, and gradually aroused a strong fighting spirit, there is no such thing as taking advantage of and not suffering losses in the world, he manipulated the power to eliminate Jorris's team and Britney's team, then the people of the other teams will definitely not sit still.

As long as McCrandell is contained without leaving a trace, it is equivalent to pulling out the fangs of the Knight of Enold's constant attack.

The game of cat and mouse has finally become more interesting......