When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 707: The Blue Bee Family Are All Gamblers
"Sir Raffl, His Royal Highness is praying at noon!"

"Your Excellency, you cannot go in!"

"Go away!"

Raffl kicked open the door of the study and strode in.

The servants and maids around him stretched out their hands to stop him, but they were dragged along the ground like decorations on the great knight's body.

"Your Highness, Your Highness——"

Pushing open the door of the prayer room, Lavle stopped for a moment when he saw Jinigis sitting at the desk, reciting the Gospel silently.

A slightly thin young man was illuminated by the dim light from the window panes, looking pious and calm.

Of the old king's three sons, Genesis was the one who most resembled the old king when he was young.

Not only do they look alike, but their temperament and personality are also exactly the same.

The only difference is that the old king would roar occasionally, but no one has ever seen the new king get angry.

"What do you want me to do?" Jinigis gently put down the book in his hand and looked at Laffer steadily.

"I already know where your Immortal Army came from."

"Where did it come from?"

"Stop playing dumb. Have you forgotten how the Goldfinch family's crown fell to the ground?" Laffer strode up to Jinigis, his footsteps making a dull sound on the wool carpet.

"When did I become involved with the Flesh and Blood Court?" With a chuckle, Jinigis stood up and walked towards the wine cabinet beside him.

And Lavle followed closely behind him at a distance of three feet, suppressing his anger and saying: “You are lucky this time, you bribed the investigator of the Imperial Parliament.

If they really find out, not only the princes of the kingdom, but also Faran and Norn will get involved. "

"If it weren't for these immortal soldiers, wouldn't they attack us?"

Faced with the old knight's questioning, Jinigis did not panic at all. Instead, he picked up the crystal wine glass on the table and poured a glass of wine for himself and the old knight.

"Try it." With a smile on his face, Jinigis took the first sip.

Laffer picked up the wine glass and sniffed it, then took a sip. His eyes couldn't help but focus: "Is this... Blue Blood Wine?"

"Yes, these are the last few bottles." Jinigis sat down on the cushion. "I should have saved them, but now I don't have to."

"Do you still want to restart the Blue Blood Monastery?" Lavr's expression gradually became serious.

"To be precise, I plan not to disband the army after the war, but to directly attack the Thousand River Valley." Jinigis shook the red wine glass in his hand.

"This is too hasty! The people of Qianhe Valley are not easy to deal with. The prince is in trouble." The lavender wine in the glass swayed, and Lavle became more anxious. "Those red-clad immortal soldiers are not invincible!"

"The Windmill Land is the land of the Leia people. I am already deeply in debt because of this war. Do you know what the people of the Thousand River Valley have done?" The dim light from the sky shone on Jinigis' face, making his cold face look like a marble statue.

"What have you done?"

"The Thousand River Valley and the Franks joined forces to transport 48,000 dan of sugar to the windmill land."

Laffer's heart tightened, because the usually smiling Jinigis was as cold as ice at this moment.

"Sugar prices have plummeted. The Aiel people set up a trap and drove away more than half of our people in the windmill land." Jinigis took another sip of blue blood wine. "Next year's fiscal revenue will definitely drop sharply. If we don't stop the war within a year and a half, the royal family will go bankrupt."

Laffer's grip on the wine glass tightened: "How much did you lose?" "At least 500,000 gold pounds! The last straw that broke the camel's back."

"It would be better if we didn't go after these damned traitors. Instead, they are causing trouble for us." But Lavle changed the subject and advised, "Then why do we have to rush to fight? This is actually bad for the finances."

Jinigis looked down at the lavender reflection in the cup and said, "Have you ever been to the Kingdom of Fran?"

Lavul looked at Jinigis's face and suddenly remembered the old king. The old king also asked him at the same age, "Have you been to the Kingdom of Fran?"

Lavr had not been there at that time, and he didn't understand why the old king asked this, so he remained silent.

But when Jinigis asked this, he was silent again, because he had been there, and more than once.

"We won the battle of Windmill Land, but we also lost." Jinigis said to Raffl calmly, "Johnny VIII is unwilling to take the risk of bankruptcy, so the 42 Royal Order Companies must either be disbanded or divided.

The Kingdom of Leia perished forty years ago, but it is still in the coffin and has not been buried yet."

"Isn't this biased? The Franks are naturally lazy, shrewd and weak, unlike us Leia people who are honest, brave and courageous. They can't train good knights."

"Have you seen the Royal Cavalry of the Kingdom of Fran? One company of knights can beat three Royal Cavalry." Jinigis smiled, "But nine companies of knights are definitely no match for 9 Royal Cavalry. I have seen their drills with my own eyes. Do you know what it is like?"

Before Lavr could speak, Jinigis lowered his head and answered his own question: "They are the Dunjar phalanx on horseback, 2500 cavalrymen arranged in a large horizontal formation to cover the battlefield, charging like a wave.

The Dunjar infantry phalanx had an advantage over the knights, but they were difficult to maneuver, so they were defeated.

But Wang Xian's cavalry can launch a charge with a horizontal formation of 2500 cavalrymen. Do you think the Imperial Order Company can resist it?
They could maintain ten cavalry corps of this kind, because these cavalrymen were all citizens and small landowners, while our knights could only be of noble birth.

If there hadn't been the Battle of Windmill Land, it wouldn't have been impossible for the 42 Imperial Edicts to sweep across the country's great lords to catch up with Fran...but what about now?"

Laffer's original stubbornness and pride gradually dissipated during the narration, turning into bitterness that could not be concealed in the corners of his eyes and brows.

"The church is divided between north and south, the Windmill Land is ready to make a move, and the Osra family is watching covetously.

In the south, the Franks are eyeing the outlet of our Windmill Land, and in the north, the Norns are eyeing the outlet of our Eagle Point Bay.

Even a small Thousand River Valley had a large-scale rebellion, killing the prince and destroying nine imperial companies... Do you think these things are isolated?"

Jinigis snorted contemptuously: "Even so, that fool Imbra still wants to rely on marriage with Norn to resist Farran, but she doesn't know that she has already become a menu on the table... Now do you know why I did this?"

After a moment of silence, Laffer raised his head and drank the blue blood wine in the glass: "What a bitter wine."

"Don't even mention bitter wine. Even if it's poisonous wine, we have to drink it." Jinigis also drank the glass of blue blood wine in one gulp and looked at the wine glass with blood-like residue.

"After this battle, we must march into the Thousand River Valley before the financial collapse, accumulate enough immortal soldiers, and then march into the Windmill Land." Jinigis spoke these words as if he was chatting. "We must win a great victory in the Windmill Land, beat the Franks until they are in pain, beat them until they vomit blood, and beat them until they dare not go north for 30 years. Only then will we have a chance to wipe out the great nobles in Leia."

"Even a champion knight cannot always win."

"I have one foot halfway into the grave. I have staked my entire fortune on myself. If I gamble, I may die. If I don't gamble, I will definitely die. So I might as well gamble."

"You Blue Bees are all gamblers."

"My grandfather won the bet, so he became the King of Leia, and my father lost the bet, so he lost the chance to defeat Faran." Jinigis raised his glass and shook it like a dice cup, "Now it's my turn."

"But when you have used these immortal soldiers to achieve your goal, can you really resist the urge to continue drinking this glass of poisoned wine?" After drinking this glass of wine, Laffer seemed to have become older.

"Who knows?" Jinigis poured himself another glass of wine and took a sip while sitting upright in the chair. "The Blue Blood Monastery has a history of hundreds of years. Wasn't it only recently revealed?"

(End of this chapter)