Chapter 308 Fear

In recent days, Tasa has kept in touch with His Royal Highness once a day.

Although he has seen many unimaginable things in this year as His Highness's personal guard, the new order still makes him feel incredible and... confused.

Playing up the attack on the Royal Palace as Roland Wimbledon's punishment of Timothy Wimbledon?

When the militia that attacked the western region were defeated and returned to the capital, he had never heard of the "warning" carried by this group. Tasa originally thought it was just His Highness's bluff, or a strategy to attack the west—taking advantage of Timothy's general When focusing on vigilance and defense, send troops to attack other cities, just like Garcia did, to loot the opponent before winter comes.

However, the subsequent orders from Border Town made him feel something was wrong. It seemed that His Highness really planned to attack the Royal Capital, and asked him to prepare for the propaganda. The latest order clearly stated that the attack will be launched on the first day of Mid-Autumn, which is exactly the same as the time notified in the "Warning".

Look at this sentence, "exaggerate the attack on the royal capital's palace as a punishment", that is to say, His Highness will directly attack the inner city of the royal capital - but how is this possible? The royal capital has the strongest city wall in Graycastle, the thickness can accommodate two residential buildings side by side, and it is difficult to destroy even the artillery of His Highness. Together with the Knights of the Royal Capital, the Guards, and the conscripted militia, it is difficult to attack the city without an army of more than 10,000 people.

Using a witch to launch a surprise attack is also a fairy tale. There are so many God's Stones of Retaliation in the palace, and giant God's Stones of Retaliation are set up in the main hall, bedroom and other places. Once a witch steps into a room, all her abilities will be taken away. This is also the reason why Timothy hunted witches wantonly, but no one retaliated - it was impossible to assassinate a royal nobleman in the palace.

Moreover, there is a hidden danger in this method. If Timothy Wimbledon really dies at the hands of a witch, the church will probably benefit the most... With a little guidance, the fourth prince's attempt to unite with the devil's minions to seize the throne can be eliminated. Sit down, and at the same time the nobles will unite to resist his influence. But with His Royal Highness Roland's intelligence, Tasa believed that he would be able to see this.

So how does His Highness want to break into the inner city?

"My lord, what do you want me to do?" Pushing open the half-open door, Hill Fox walked into the living room.

"Waiting for a new order," Tasa spread his hands, "You sit down first."

"……yes."

Seeing the surprised expression on the former member of the acrobatic troupe, he could only smile helplessly. Usually, he would notify these people after receiving the exact order, but this time it was inconvenient for him to give the task assigned by His Highness. Inform in advance——If the palace of the royal capital has not been attacked, this seemingly absurd order can easily reduce the trust of the other party.

But on the contrary, if His Highness really did this, it would definitely be an unprecedented shock to them, and it would also greatly boost the confidence of this group of people—especially seeing that His Highness is thousands of miles away with his own eyes. Coe's throne poses a real threat, and this kind of publicity is more effective than his dry mouth.

So Tasa chose a compromise method, first called Hill to the inner city, and waited for His Highness to realize his warning. If it succeeds, everyone will be happy, if it fails, he only needs to lie that the messenger may be delayed on the way.

"Have some tea," Tasa said with a smile, "Don't put doubts on your face all the time, as an intelligence officer, the most important thing is—"

"Hide yourself, my lord." He took the teacup, "By the way, there have been a lot of patrols on the streets recently, and even the number of guards on the city walls has doubled. Could it be that... these changes are all in accordance with His Highness's order?" related?"

"Indeed, Timothy—"

Just halfway through Tasa's words, a thunderstorm suddenly rolled over the mansion, the sound was so loud that the window glass trembled. At the same time, the ground shook slightly, and the tremor was short and clear. Hill was caught off guard, and the teacup in his hand fell straight to the ground and broke into several pieces.

"Sorry, my lord...but," Hill said dumbfounded, "this is...what's going on?"

"Come with me," Thassa said with a serious expression.

The two rushed out of the garden house, and were immediately attracted by a black smoke column in the direction of the palace. Obviously, the thunder just now came from there. He has seen His Highness's cannons and muskets before, so he naturally knows that only alchemy powder can produce the momentum of wrath, and such a violent tremor does not seem to be caused by shelling, but more like it was originally used to deal with thick armor evil Beast's dynamite pack.

Hill opened his mouth wide and could hardly believe his eyes, "Could it be that His Highness's declaration in the warning is true?"

"That's right," Tasa finally felt relieved, he turned around and pretended to be profound, "This is also the new order His Highness wants to give you."

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Timothy's face was ashen, looking at the falling chandelier in front of him, he was speechless for a while.

"Your Majesty, cough cough...Your Majesty, are you okay?" The former Prime Minister coughed in the dust flying in the sky, "Damn it, what happened outside?"

Timothy didn't answer, just felt a dry throat. There was a silver armored knight under the chandelier. At that time, he was reporting to himself about the recruitment of refugees, but now his neck was broken by the falling chandelier. If I take a step forward, I'm afraid I will also...

Thinking of this, he felt chills stand on end.

"Is this an earthquake?" The Minister of Finance said in shock, "We have to leave the castle quickly and go to an open place."

"That's right, Your Majesty, it's not safe here!"

"Shut up!" Timothy yelled, and when he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was very hoarse, as if someone had squeezed his throat, "Sir Weimars, take me to the basement!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Although Steelheart Knight seemed a little nervous, he was quite calm compared to the performance of the other important ministers. He came over to help Timothy and walked downstairs.

Along the way, the new king saw that the aisles were full of broken glass, and through the broken windows, the palace of the sky on the side of the castle no longer existed. Amidst the rising smoke and dust, only a few solitary stone pillars remain of this magnificent building. This is by no means caused by an earthquake, but the effect produced by the explosion of a large amount of snow powder!

Leaving the castle now is undoubtedly suicidal. God knows if Roland Wimbledon has buried snow powder in other places. Only a basement made of thick stone walls is safe enough.

Damn it, Timothy thought bitterly, why does the fourth brother have such an alchemy weapon? Could it be that when Garcia left Bishui Port, he also gave him the recipe, asking him to use snow powder to fight against himself and hurt both sides!

But even so, how did he bury the snow powder in the palace? Not even a witch of extraordinary ability can do this!

"Take the knights and search the entire palace area thoroughly, especially the sewers, gardens, and warehouses where snow powder is easily hidden!" As soon as he stepped into the basement, Timothy immediately ordered to the Steel Heart Knight, "I found a suspicious person. , Regardless of whether they are nobles or not, they must be arrested first, and all attendants and servants who enter and leave the palace must be thoroughly searched, and no one will be let go!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After Sir Weimars left, the new king realized that his back was wet with cold sweat.

Roland actually did this!

Regardless of how he did it, this time he can hide the snow powder in the palace, will it be easy to put it in the castle next time?

"The position you are in is far from as safe as you imagined. At that time, everyone will see that your throne is already crumbling."

Thinking of this warning, Timothy shuddered.

When the anger gradually subsided, he felt fear rising from the soles of his feet, holding his heart bit by bit.