There are three days left to New Year, and Barkern is preparing for some special events.

This year he prepared many programs for the king, including three-day prayers and five-day confessions, with some small stories interspersed between them, including the execution of a group of heretics and some nobles and civilians who participated in the war.

There was humiliation, intimidation, patient persuasion and sincere blessings, the whole process was ups and downs, and in this New Year, Barkern was confident that he would force the king into a lunatic.

But unexpectedly, when the king's body was in trouble, he seemed to have become a madman.

At first, Barkern thought the king was pretending, but after visiting him personally, he found that something was wrong with the king. He seemed to be lost, and there should be no more time left.

This is good news, so Barkern can do it himself.

Of course, it is a bit abrupt to sit on the throne directly, after all, the king has three sons with legal inheritance rights.

Barkeen brought the third prince Reath to the cathedral, and because his mother was the current queen, he had the most hope to become the heir to the throne.

He personally baptized the prince and shaved the prince's head. The prince originally promised to be a Protestant, but Barker did not want to do so. He believed that the God-punisher should follow the tradition, and there was no difference between Protestants and heretics.

After completely controlling the third prince, he was patiently waiting for the news of the king's death, but unexpectedly, Dwight, the general of the Lone Shadow Legion, suddenly returned to the capital, bringing him a piece of news that he could never dream of.

"Fake, everything is fake," Dwight said calmly, "Ran Pigu did not use to capture Blackwater City. His army and the Cang Langwolf remained outside Blackwater City. All relevant battle reports were fake."

Barkern roared, "This is impossible. Go and call Amado and call me immediately!"

The waiter said, "Sir, Deacon Amado has gone to the Turbulent City."

Barkern was silent, and he sat in the cathedral for a whole day without saying a word.

Dwight was not in the mood to see him dazed. After saying what he should have said, he stood up and said, "Please deal with this matter as soon as possible, otherwise I will report the whole story to the Pope."

...

The Minister of Government came to the palace and stood beside the king's bed.

The king was wearing a quilt, half sitting and half lying, looking up at the Minister of State on his back.

He looked a little bit energetic, not as if he was terminally ill, but the Minister of State knew very well that he had seen the believers when they were lost.

It is no wonder that the king has risen from level one to level four in less than a year. With his physical talent, this is almost no different from suicide.

"Praise the great Lord of the Gods, Lecio, are you here, where is Longgesen?" The king asked to meet the Minister of Government every day, and ask the same question every time he met, as if Longgesen was still in the capital and was his general.

"Your Majesty, General Longgesen has left the capital."

"Where has he been? This disloyal person, now the king needs him so much, where has he been?"

The Minister of State did not know how to answer, and he would patiently explain it before, but he found that it was futile. No matter what he said, the king's memory would return to the origin in the blink of an eye.

"I can see what Howit is planning, you have to find a way to stop him."

"Your Majesty, Hovet is dead."

"Diet? Who killed him?"

"He committed suicide... Your Majesty, you have a good rest, I will come to see you tomorrow."

Lesio turned around and shook his head. The king suddenly grabbed his clothes and said mysteriously: "Call Crach Monchik, he is a smart man, he can find my baby."

The Minister of State knew that the treasure the king mentioned was Zeus' artifact, but unfortunately he knew it too late.

With the king's class, it is not suitable to keep the artifact at all, and the erosion of the artifact also aggravates the king's loss.

"Count Monchik also left the capital."

"What did he do again? These unfaithful people! They are not loyal!" The king's body began to tremble, as if he returned to reality in an instant.

He held the hand of the Minister of State and whispered: "You are the most loyal. The one I trust the most is you. You will never leave me, right?"

"I, no." No matter what happened before, the Minister of State still felt a little distressed when he saw the king's appearance.

The king looked around and whispered: "Howet is dead. If the pope blames him, let Longerson take the blame. Don't tell him about this in advance. He is not loyal enough."

The sympathy that had just emerged disappeared instantly, and the Minister of State looked at the king coldly.

The king continued, "A Longgesen may not be enough. If the pope still refuses to agree, are you willing to sacrifice for me?"

The Minister of State did not make any noise.

"You are a loyal person, but if you are not enough, I may have to ced some territory to the Pope. Three cities should be enough. If it really doesn't work, you can ced two more counties..."

"Your Majesty, that is the territory of the kingdom." The Minister of State frowned.

The king roared, "So what? Everything in the kingdom is mine! Only when I live can the kingdom have a meaning of existence! Are you loyal to the kingdom or to me? I gave you everything that is today, not what the kingdom gave you!"

The Minister of Government did not want to listen to the king's words anymore, and did not want to hear a single word. He left the palace and just returned to the mansion, but found that a special guest had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Sir, I need your help." The second prince Tikas bowed deeply to the Minister of State.

The Minister of Government quickly invited the prince into the mansion, waiting for the screening and no one was involved, and asked, "Your Highness, what do you need me to do?"

Tikas said: "Sir, I want to be a king."

The Minister of State looked at Tikas up and down. Among the king's three sons, he had the least hope of inheriting the throne.

The third prince is the son of the current queen and has received support from Barkern.

The eldest prince is the grandson of the Minister of the Interior and has received the support of all ministers.

The Second Prince has no resources, but because of his upright temperament, he has been disgusted by many people.

Of course, even though he knew he had no hope, Lesio would not say too directly.

"Although the king is sick, he is still healthy. I'm afraid you are not suitable for me to tell me about this."

"Sir, I'm sorry, when my father leaves this world, I'm afraid I'll leave him too. No matter whether they become kings, no matter who they become kings, I can't tolerate me. Sir, I need your help!"

Looking at the second prince with a sincere look and recalling some of his previous actions, the Minister of State discovered some differences. He was different from the king and the other two princes.

The Minister of Government said with a solemn expression: "The prerequisite for becoming a king is to let you leave the capital. Are you willing?"

The prince gritted his teeth and said, "I do, I am willing to do anything!"

The Minister of State nodded and said, "Go back and make some preparations, we may set off at any time."

...

Amado stood in front of Rahn Pigu without saying a word.

Lahn was embarrassed. He wanted to give some explanation, but was punched hard by Amado.

Lahn rubbed his cheeks and whispered, "I have something to discuss with you."

Amado sneered, "What else do you want to discuss? Do I have any other choice?"

Rahn fell into silence and heard Amado sigh again: "Anyway, you're good to be alive."

...

On New Year's Eve, all the guests arrived in the village of Weixing Mountain.

The chef served the hot pot and the New Year dinner officially began.

Manda sat in the master's position and took the lead in picking up the wine glass.

The first guest was Marquis of Blackwater, Marquis of Bluestone, Marquis of Bluestone, Marquis of Moritz, and Marquis of Ruth, Marquis of Ruth, Marquis of Serin.

Sailin only arrived at Qixing Mountain last night because he was the last one to sit at the last one of the guests.

Fortunately, he came in time, otherwise he would not be able to eat the New Year’s Eve dinner. Manda raised her glass and said, “For our friendship, I’ll have a drink first.”

Everyone drank it all, Manda looked at the expressions of the four marquises and smiled and said, "How is it?"

“It’s very mellow!”

“It’s very sweet!”

“This is the best wine I’ve ever had!”

"You won't feel tired of such a fragrant wine for a lifetime."

Manda taught everyone to use chopsticks to smear the mutton, and Marquis Sailing was scalded and spit it out directly.

Moritz was also scalded and did not dare to vomit. Almeng and Weberner were not scalded. They seemed to be used to eating.

Manda stared at Sailin. Sailin hesitated for a moment and ate the spitted lamb back.

Manda smiled, looked at the four marquises and asked, "How is it?"

Al Meng said: "It's so delicious, I can't eat enough."

Weberner said: "This delicacy should be a reward from the gods."

Moritz said: "It is my lifelong glory to be able to eat this delicious food."

Marquis Selin licked the blisters on his lips and exclaimed: "This is the first time I have eaten such a delicious food. Thank you, Lord Monchik."

Manda was very satisfied with their answer and raised his glass and said, "My sirs, happy New Year, may Hermes bless you."

(End of Volume 3)
Chapter completed!