Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 156 Is it necessary to go crazy?

Alex seemed to have realized that the Dark Moon in front of him was a lady. He only showed subtle dissatisfaction, and glanced at the Earth Bishop who only shouted for help but did not pour the water in. He slightly turned his body to look in the direction of the big crack: "I will hand this matter over to the diplomats after I return.

This is not something that Lowry and I can just decide on casually.

But...Lori, if my grandfather wants to buy the blueprints from you, you..."

"As long as the money is in place, everything will be easy." Lowry, floating in the air, replied lazily.

As the original version of this sentence, his tone is indeed the most irritating.

Alex couldn't help but be stunned for a second, and suddenly felt that his grandfather's life was not so easy either.

There are only a few people around me who I can trust, and they all do things for money.

But then again... Alex thought calmly, it would be great if his men would just work for money and never do anything extra!
He never expected anyone to be willing to do anything for him for free, yet he often paid high salaries to support his subordinates.

However, even he, the future king, was living such a miserable life, and the other great nobles were actually in much the same situation.

They all use people reluctantly, even though they know that the people they use may use the weapons they made for them to stab them at any time, and they can only live with it.

This is the most painful thing for the Ice Country.

However, the reason why their country has not collapsed completely is that most people who have some skills and abilities do not just accept black money.

As long as the fly passes through their hands, the hair on its legs will be smoothed over.

Of course Alex was very unhappy with this situation, but what could he do?

The entire country has formed inertia over the years and does not have the power to suppress everything. Anyone can only endure and accept it.

The dozens of aides around him who left the Northern Kingdom and followed him have been able to survive for twenty years without changing. It's all because Alex is lucky and has good eyesight.

Even if these people who had no relatives in the Northern Kingdom had already sworn allegiance to him, how could they not be smelled when they were in the mud?
Alex knew very well that the reason why his biological mother's side of the family had lasted so long was because the people who came as dowries came from large and harmonious families. After a long period of testing, he knew that in addition to being reliable in character, they also valued their family.

But as the king of the ice field, Alex cannot have those burdens around him... So, Alex is really grateful to his grandfather.

They all knew that even if the people sent to Alex by the White Dragon King were the kind of people who had concerns and would not easily abandon the Northern Kingdom, Alex could only use them.

Even when some people were willing to leave with him, Alex couldn't refuse.

In this world, a man should die for his friend... If you are rejected by the one you are loyal to, you will inevitably become enemies.

Some things can only be hidden under the surface. No matter what Alex thinks in his heart, he has to swallow some obvious losses.

Of course, Alex was aware of the White Dragon King's covetousness for the Ice Kingdom.

His mother's marriage into the Ice Country was an open conspiracy...but his father accepted this honey-coated chili pepper almost with joy.

When staying alive is a luxury, who cares whether the person who lends a hand wants the land under his feet or not.

Under such circumstances, it is truly admirable that the King of the North can still abide by the covenants and oaths that had long been forgotten in the wind and were jointly made by the past kings to fight against the white dragon and the gods.

Alex didn't know if he could be so polite and restrained, but he still hoped that when he walked on the road to becoming a true king, he could be like his grandfather, who, even though countless people secretly hoped for his death, no one could point out any of his real sins.

The intrigues in politics, military affairs, economy and interests have never been evil. Even the goddess of darkness, who loves to say nice things, cannot bring them up.

Alex sighed softly: as they were about to step into the territory of the Ice Country, he seemed to become a little sentimental.

Why think so much? He hasn't even put on his own crown yet!

Then, Alex suddenly felt a huge sorrow from the bottom of his heart...his father, probably, really had only his last breath left.

No, it is even possible that it is just relying on some magical means to barely hold on.

Obviously, when he left... Although his father always shouted that he was about to die, it was obvious that according to the therapist's calculations, his life flame could last for at least five years.

This is also the reason why Alex has not been in a hurry during this period.

He really thought that his own father was forced into a desperate situation because of something he didn't want to do, so he pretended to be dead.

Not to mention the Ice King's other abilities, he can really play dead until he is barely breathing. Even the healer doesn't dare to say that he can definitely save the king.

It just so happened that the time had come for Alex to return home, so he took advantage of the opportunity without hesitation.

Alex pursed his lips gently, trying to suppress the waves in his heart.

Compared to the Ice Dog King, the most terrifying thing for him this time when he returned was actually Isabella's sneak attack.

If he hadn't come to his senses in the end... if he hadn't hesitated because of his trust in his grandfather, even if Isabella would still have been killed in the end, his future would definitely have been different.

Alex still knows himself very well.

He would not give up because of his wrong choice, but would quickly look for another direction...even if that direction would make him an enemy of his biological mother who always loved and protected him. He would never accept the fate of having to barely survive and wait for his son to grow up before being sent away.

Even though Alex loved his father very much, he... ever since he could remember, his father lying on the exquisite and luxurious bed in the king's bedroom, dying, was his biggest nightmare.

When he thought about how he almost ended up like that, how could he still have any attachment to Isabella?

He didn't strangle the woman to death himself because he knew he didn't have the ability to do so.

But Alex still knew how weird this was.

No matter what his final fate was, Isabella was doomed to die.

However, as a rare person who was the daughter of a great noble and was abducted by the Ice and Snow Cult, even the Ice King personally praised her and named her a saint. Isabella would never be thrown out to die because of a trivial matter.

The Ice and Snow Church must be certain that Alex has no chance of turning the situation around, so they are taking a gamble on such a tiny chance.

If the Ice King could live another year, Alex's mother would find a way to save her son.

Even if she would eventually give up Alex's future for the benefit of the Northern Kingdom, that was only the last choice, not the only one.

Alex believes in his mother's love for him.

But... his mother knew very well that even if she ended up falling out with her biological father, even if she was willing to pay any price, even at the cost of killing her own sister, the ending would not change at all.

Even Alex's child could not be saved.

The people of the Icefield Royal Family were all calm in their suffering, and calm in their suffering.

The fate of losing one's mind will be the same as that of his father's former brothers and uncles, and the whole family will die.

Although Alex will not give up struggling, he hopes that his mother can maintain that torturous calm.

Someone has to stand on the side where it's easier to survive.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his chin towards the two clergymen: "If you don't have anything else to do, can you go and help?
It’s getting late, and I don’t want to go home under the moonlight.”

Archbishop Clayton simply nodded and turned to walk towards the battlefield area ahead.

Ian Si was in a trance for a moment before hesitantly asking: "Although... it's safe for the time being, but someone still needs to protect me..."

'Whoosh! '

A figure rushed in front of her like the wind, and Lori asked Ian with disdain: "You, who do you think you are?

I'm still here!

You are a killer, do you want to compete with the mage to see who has better protection?
Besides, you, how can you be trusted? "

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Ms. Dark Moon who was trying to trick Alex just now: "Hurry up and do what you can, don't waste time here.

Don't you find yourself similar to that Isabella?

Alex would never fall in love with you even if he fell in love with a dog!"

"You!" Ian instantly drew out the long sword from her waist.

Lori sneered, and the broom tail drew a semicircle in the air: “Stab me if you have the guts.

If you have the guts to provoke, you have to accept the consequences. Do you think anyone can't understand the dirty words in your words?

Disgusting woman."

Even though Alex was trying to suppress the sorrow surging in his heart and thinking about why his father had suddenly passed away early, his mind couldn't help but go blank for a moment.

This is crazy, is it necessary to explode?

Then he suddenly realized...If Lowry really lost his mind, he wouldn't add the reason why he was so vicious at the end.

Alex raised his hand slowly: “Lori, Ms. Ian is free, she can do whatever she wants.

My request is not something that must be followed, just don't be so rude.

As for those... words that provoke us, ah... people like me have long been accustomed to them.

I know you don't like these things, but let it go!
He is an existence in the Dark Night Church comparable to an archbishop.

We just didn’t take the bait.”

(End of this chapter)