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Chapter 125 Meeting Rebecca Again

If the immediate victory is not grasped in time, it will be fleeting.

Although the city-state legion had largely blocked the main streets and took care of the slaves everywhere, the men still couldn't help worrying that King Andri would take advantage of the chaos and abscond from the capital.

After a simple post-war prayer, the man dispatched the soldiers of the city-state legion, leaving some to guard the city gate.

The elite and veterans carefully cleared the way ahead, and the tall Keke and Cassel followed behind the man. They were about to lead people to surround the palace, completely conquer this king's capital, and execute the king.

The man glanced at the familiar street scene, where slaves and nobles fled in all directions, leaving behind chaotic wreckage.

The road in front of him became more and more familiar, and the man suddenly saw the giant tower outside the city getting closer, and then lowered his head, they were very close to the market, which was the market where he stole the bread.

The man subconsciously looked to the left and right of the street, and soon, as the team moved forward, he saw the familiar slave cave at a glance.

An old woman stood at the door of the slave cave, calling the slaves one by one to take refuge.

The man's eyesight was very good, and he could see the face of the old woman clearly at once.

Rebecca.

She was very old, her back was bent, and her face was wrinkled. She was dressed in coarse linen and ordered the slaves to hide.

I don't know if it was the arrangement of fate, Rebecca raised her head, and she looked at the man.

Although time passed and many memories were worn away, she still recognized him at a glance, the boy who was taken care of by the old Figg and could read in her own place.

He has grown up, riding majesticly on a war horse, the armor on his body is covered with knife marks, with a raised black beard, deep eye sockets, and his hands are holding the reins tightly.

Lord, how merciless is the passage of time.

Over the past ten years, he has changed so much that he has changed his appearance.

Rebecca recognized him by those eyes anyway, those kind eyes.

Seeing the old man again, the man's heart skipped a beat and he turned the reins. He said to his companions, "I'll go over for a while, don't stop."

Then, the man drove his horse to the front of the slave cave, and the slaves who were hiding inside and observing saw him approaching, and retracted their curious heads in fear.

"Is it you? Is it really you?" Rebecca couldn't remember the man's name for a while, but after a while, she belatedly remembered that he didn't have a name.

"Rebecca," the man murmured, "thank you for teaching me how to read."

"You're back? Why did you come back? I thought you wouldn't come back. It's a big deal." Rebecca said tremblingly, unable to hide her excitement.

"I came back to liberate the entire nation." After speaking, the man twisted his horse's head, "Sorry, Rebecca, I can't delay here, I wish you well, and let's talk about the past later."

When Rebecca heard this, she nodded and said kindly, "Go where you should go, and it won't be too late to come back to find me, an old lady."

After a brief exchange, the two long-lost friends were about to part again. The man had a lot of emotion, but he had to put it away.

He took the rein, returned to the team, and stared at the royal palace that climbed the mountain in the distance.

Destiny is there.

Inside the magnificent palace.

The palace seemed to be condensed in a thick mist. King Andri dragged his bloated body and sat on the throne with a bleak face, holding the scepter tightly in his hand, and the jewel-encrusted crown on his forehead was more correct than ever.

King Andrey's pupils widened in disbelief, scanning every panicked courtier and nobles who had taken refuge in the palace.

"Why, why, how did those traitors break into the capital! How could they break into the capital!" King Andri choked his throat, his Adam's apple rolled, and shouted at the court, "A group of incompetent idiots, you Let the blood of your family be ashamed, your virtue is not worthy of this noble blood!"

"Your Majesty, they are only occupying the city gate for a while. As long as we prepare again, these rebels will be defeated at the first touch." The captain of the Imperial Guard knelt on the ground and said in a panic.

"Occupied the city gate? Besieged the king in the palace, and scared the idiots to tremble. This is called occupying the city gate?!" King Andri yelled angrily.

Seeing the king's angry gesture, several nobles who could not bear it were so frightened that they fell to the ground.

Seeing how weak this group of nobles were, King Andre raised his anger, starting with their ancestors, and scolded this group of courtiers and the nobles who came to the palace to take refuge. After three quarters of an hour, Because of poor breathing, he coughed and stopped.

After venting, King Andri regained his composure a little bit, and said to his trembling eldest son, "Gallo, tell them, those traitors come here, put down their weapons, and meet me in the palace. Are you going to follow me?" Those who are in the position, you should have the courage to ask them to come to see me, and I will confer titles on them and send them back to the fief."

The eldest son was stunned. The duke and prince never dared to act like this, and he never thought that his father was so courageous that he could not say a word.

"You are also a waste, damn thing!" Seeing that the eldest son hadn't responded for a long time, King Andri was furious, and just after scolding, his face changed again, and he cried: "You run away, ask someone to take you away, get out This city must be taken back in the future!"

The timid eldest son nodded obediently.

Seeing this, the nobles in the hall showed pleading looks one after another.

"Your Majesty, let us protect the Duke."

"Your Majesty, please let us follow the Duke."

"My son, he is the Duke's playmate, take him with you."

"His Royal Highness, please let us escape with you."

Faced with the pleas of the panicked nobles, King Andre not only turned a deaf ear to them, but when the pleadings ceased for a while, he wrinkled his face again, like an angry lion, and insulted the nobles again.

The nobles were so scolded that their hands and feet trembled, and they knelt down on the woolen carpet in the hall.

King Andri finished his scolding, sat firmly on the throne, and shouted to everyone in front of the throne: "Myron, Myron! Only he can be trusted, you bastards call him over."

The captain of the guard hurriedly got up and left the palace, and he escaped through the gate.

Not long after, Meren in armor hurriedly stepped on an unknown number of steps and entered the magnificent palace.

"Myron, you organized people to take him, my son escaped." Seeing Myron's arrival, King Andri pointed to his eldest son and said, "You were originally a traitor and a slave, and you are the earl now because of my gift." Identity, now, I will give you one of my duke fiefs, and you will be the duke of the kingdom from now on."

Myron nodded, his face was solemn and bleak, and now, there is no choice.

He really didn't expect that the consul survived the ambush. When he learned that the consul had been missing for a month, he concluded that the unnamed man died somewhere.

It's just that I never thought that fate was beyond my expectations.

"Your Majesty the King," Myron knelt on one knee, and instead of thanking King Andre for the reward, he asked, "Then what should you do?"

King Andrew was sitting on the throne at this time, high above him.

The dying king said: "I am a king, and I can only die on the throne."

(End of this chapter)