Within the royal palace of the royal city.
Jiadrei is sitting in his study, holding a scroll of bamboo in his hand, quietly watching.
Below Jiadrei, Du Peng was kneeling respectfully, reporting the situation to Jiadrei.
“Your Majesty, all the rebels of the Third Prince in the country are now being dealt with quickly, so you need not worry.”
With a broad smile on his face, Jiadrei said to Dupont.
“Dupont, you have done well, and I will reward you well when this is over.”
A look of ecstasy appeared on the face of Dupont, who was kneeling below, and he said respectfully to Jiadrei.
“I dare not bow, it was all with the help of Your Majesty that this went so well.”
As Dupont bowed his head, a look of contempt flashed in his eyes, was this all the brains of the so-called Iron-Blooded Emperor Jia De Lieh?
He himself was not now firmly in his seat, and he dared to let a lawless force emerge under him.
“Well, go down first, the widow is going to read a book.”
“Yes, my humble servant bids farewell.”
Du Peng stood up from the floor and turned towards the outside of the Great Hall.
His seriousness had been filled with sarcasm towards Jiadrei, had he had such power under his own men.
At the moment he would have casually found an excuse to be completely decapitated and increase his deterrent effect.
The faint smile on Gadrei’s face, sitting atop the high platform at the moment, dissipated with Dupont’s departure.
A gentle expression drained from his brow and his sharp eyes were vaguely revealing.
The lion that had been licking his blood had opened his mouth like an abyss.
The murderous intent glinting in his eyes was chilling.
“Arnold, how has the situation been investigated?”
In front of Gadre’s body, the armoured Arnold appeared.
His usual gentle smile was a little darker at this time, and that blue hair looked a lot drier.
“This time, 835 people died in writing to eradicate the Third Prince’s party.”
Gadre’s gaze was stern, like that of a male lion.
“You know that’s not what I want to hear.”
Gadrei’s light tone caused a helpless look to flash across Arnold’s face as he spoke grimly.
“There were 835 written deaths this time, and the actual death was probably above 20,000.”
Arnold thought of the mountain of corpses in that prison, the rivers of blood, the corpses in the pits.
And the …… song that was the envy of Arnold’s heart the most.
The muscles in Gadre’s face were trembling wildly, his eyes bursting with a fire-like glare, even as his teeth clenched.
Looking at Gadre above him, Arnold’s face really didn’t change.
It was as if both men knew that this was not what was in the other’s mind at the moment.
But neither Gadre nor Arnold would say so.
The Black Eagle guards would still be close to the King.
And the King would still trust the Black Eagle Guards.
“Those people deserve to die, let them flail a little more ……”
“Your Majesty.”
It was the first time Arnold had interrupted while Gadre was speaking.
Gadre would not understand that kind of national feeling, he had not heard that kind of song sung in the midst of pain.
Inwardly, he would never have known that feeling.
Gadre’s gaze also went to Arnold, waiting for the other man’s words.
“If we wait any longer, we will no longer have a chance to make a move.”
At the somewhat puzzled look in Gadre’s eyes, Arnold said slowly.
“A small percentage of those who died were Chinese nationals, even if they were on the outside.”
“Once China learns of the disappearance or even …… death of these people, that raging dragon will once again show its fangs as well as its claws to the world.”
“Just as ……”
Arnold’s words stretched out before he slowly spat them out.
“The same as when Lin Mo led his army to attack Avis!”
“Bang!”
“Arnold, are you threatening the widow?”
Gadre’s eyes stared deadly at Arnold below.
He could not imagine that this Sword of the Black Eagle, who used to have the highest emotional quotient, would actually say such words.
Arnold did not speak, but simply knelt down on one knee and drew the light blue longsword at his waist and placed it on the ground.
This meant that even if Gadre was to take his name next, Arnold would not resist.
“Alas, stand down.”
A helpless sigh resounded in the palace, and Gadrei’s clearly straight back seemed to bend a little.