Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 83 Dragon Fire Funeral
The King of the North knew very well that if he had a hundred spies in his capital or even in the palace, then there must be 60 in border territories like Montes.

One third of them were sent by the Storm Church.

Although these guys are very fierce in fighting for power, they are even more vicious when dealing with people from other churches.

If this church becomes a cult, they can all let go of the meat that is already at their fingertips!
An old cult like the Ice Lord could still struggle a bit, but a cult like the Tower Church... could be caught if it showed its head even a little.

Although the King of the North had some predictions about what was happening in Montes Territory, he really didn't expect it to be so incredible... It was scary enough for one son to be involved in a cult incident, but for two of them to be involved was simply unheard of from ancient times to the present!

Pat, who is next to Yagris, is understandable.

Although he was not aware of some of the things happening in the Storm Church at the time, he was still able to get some information about it afterwards.

The King of the North didn't know Pat's true identity at first, but after the news came together, he guessed a little.

However, people like Pat actually didn't cause much harm.

Of course, for him.

For Pat and other girls like her, the first goal in life is always the Storm Church.

As for the damage to the aristocratic system...how to say it~what Pat can do, there are many people in the Tower Church who can do it.

The real problem lies with the nobles themselves who are affected, not those external black hands... After all, those guys who can only hide can only rely on coercion and inducement to do what they want, and there won't be much coercion.

At least, that's what the country can do under his rule.

The King of the North sighed helplessly.

Frankly speaking, all this can only be blamed on Count Montes himself, who was the first to break the habit of border earls of only marrying with border lords who had equally tight defenses.

Although the Border Earl is powerful, his influence is not great enough.

It was also difficult for them to extend their influence beyond their own borders, let alone have the manpower to support their in-laws.

For them, marriage is just for the sake of sharing the same ideals, not for real mutual help.

The two families that Montes had found in order to expand his new territories did have extensive social connections and could help him find a lot of helpers... but they failed because of their overly developed social connections.

The King of the North who fell to the ground glanced at Yagris and Lori who came in a hurry, and walked towards the ruins where the crying was deafening.

Then he froze on the spot.

Just as he thought, there were not many people alive, but Count Montes was definitely one of them.

But there are differences.

Count Montes doesn't look like he'll live much longer!

The only person left alive was Fabrice, a young man who was at a loss and crying while holding his grandfather's head.

The King of the North, who had been acting very calm, was completely defeated. He rushed towards Count Montes in two steps: "Oh my God! Nascimento, what's going on?"

Count Montes gently opened one eye and replied with a weak voice: "Your Majesty, you are here!"

"Lori!" His Majesty the King turned his head sharply and looked at the little wizard who rushed in with him, "Come here quickly!"

Count Montes moved his fingers but still said nothing.

Compared to his foolish father who had illusions, Lowry knew very well why His Majesty the King called him... How could his teacher, who was the great wizard of the court, not leave him some life-saving medicine?

Moreover, it is a much better all-purpose potion than those commonly available on the market.

It was obvious that Count Montes had been deprived of his flesh and blood energy when he ignited the Knight's Will, and pure healing potions were useless to him.

Physical strength, energy, willpower, and even spirit need to be replenished, and the medicine cannot be too strong.

There is nothing so gentle among the medicines that His Majesty the King carries with him.

There was no way Lowry would be stingy even with something that everyone knew he had. Besides, he was his biological father after all, so he paid for it without hesitation.

"Fabris, feed it to your grandfather." Lori handed the potion to his eldest nephew who placed the count's head on his knees.

Fabrice took the call very straightforwardly and fed it very firmly.

Count Montes is much better than what can be seen with the naked eye.

But everyone could see that he didn't have much time left.

Although he still looks like a middle-aged man, his aura is like that of an elderly person who may die at any time.

"Nascimento..." The King of the North sighed.

"It's me. I am too greedy and that led to this result." Count Montes smiled slightly. "My lord, Nascimento can no longer follow you."

"I am late." The King of the North was silent for a while before speaking.

Count Montes shook his head and said, “Your Majesty, it is rare for you to come in person at this time.

If you didn't trust me so much, I wouldn't have survived.

Not to mention that Fabrice could be saved.”

Although the King of the North holds absolute power, he cannot violate the common rules between the king and the nobles. If a border lord like Count Montes does not ask the king for help himself, the King of the North should not rush over like this.

Although it can be said that His Majesty believed in the confidence that Count Montes had in him, this was indeed a breach of contract that was sufficient for the nobles to impeach His Majesty.

Although His Majesty the King is extremely powerful and has suppressed the entire situation, the Parliament of Nobles has often been against him on various issues.

After all, he is just one person and cannot manage the entire country on his own.

Therefore, what should be given should be given, and what should not be touched should not be touched.

It's just that the nobles can no longer arbitrarily extend their hands into the king's inherent power as they did in the past.

In other words, the laws of the kingdom are finally laws, not just pieces of paper.

The nobles must, at least on the surface, only play games within the scope permitted by the law.

His Majesty the King must also be bound by the law.

Although he doesn't have to do that.

But after all, he was a king who understood the sufferings of the world, so he would rather put those shackles on himself.

Then the nobles would never easily do something stupid that would allow the White Dragon King to break free from his shackles.

Count Montes glanced at Mrs. Yagris, who was standing at the back with a confused look on her face, and said, "Yage, don't worry, Pat didn't do anything."

He sighed and shook his head: "The coming of the evil god is inevitable.

He has devoured the flesh and blood of his parents, and no one can stop him except His Majesty the King."

Then he struggled hard: "Your Majesty! But he is not invincible yet!

He failed to swallow my Knight Core."

Count Montes pointed inland: "Although his last attack was terrible, I can see that his strength is not sufficient!
Even if Alex's flesh and blood was taken away, the power of the spells he cast would not reach the 7th level!
After that, he will definitely go find Natalie’s family!

Your Majesty... please... "

"Don't worry, Nascimento." The King of the North said firmly, "Natalie's family will be uprooted because of their connection with the cult, and no one will be left alive!"

Fabrice, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled all over.

"Do you know why you were let go?" The King of the North noticed his little action.

"He told me," Fabrice replied quietly, "that he would kill me in the end, for the sake of my brotherly love for Kyle."

The King of the North was stunned for a few seconds before he figured out what was going on. He looked at Count Montes in disbelief and said, "Nascimento, what's going on with your family?
The only person who looked somewhat human to Kyle was Fabrice?
Aren’t you very good to your children? How could you raise a…”

Even though she was in a very depressed mood, Madam Yagris still sneered: "Like father, like son. He learns from his father."

Count Montes had nothing to say.

He was the first one to look at his own children with double eyes.

The King of the North could not say anything more... Although the court and the nobles would openly praise Count Montes for his pampering of his youngest son Lori, they actually laughed at his ignorance in secret.

No matter how talented a child is, if he doesn't put the mind into cultivation, talent is just an adjective.

What parent wouldn’t push their children to succeed?
Unless the child was not his.

Count Montes said dejectedly: "Indeed, it's all my fault."

Yagris glanced at him and stopped talking...Nascimento Montes was really going to die.

Count Montes grabbed Fabrice’s hand and looked at His Majesty the King with a serious face: “Your Majesty, I beg you, Your Majesty!

Please grant me a dragon fire burial after my death!"

The King of the North hesitated for a few seconds, but finally nodded in agreement: "Okay, Nascimento, let's do it for the sake of our years of comradeship."

To put it bluntly, dragon fire burial is still cremation, at most the dragon fire burns a little cleaner.

But speaking it out becomes a kind of honor, instead of being "crushed to ashes".

In the beginning, this method of burial was actually because there were too many dead on the battlefield and there had to be more wars afterwards.

It would be fine to burn the enemy's bodies with some kerosene, but you can't do the same to your own people.

But according to the rules of the temple, when burning a corpse, even if the other party has committed a heinous crime, some prayer rituals must be performed.

Then no matter how serious you are towards your own people...it doesn't seem to make much difference.

So, I don’t know when it started, but the cremation of our own people has been ignited by animal fire.

Then, a legend gradually formed that the more powerful the magical animal, the purer the warrior's soul burning in the fire, and that he could wash away all his sins and return to his long-cherished hometown.

The dragon fire of the white dragon is naturally the most glorious funeral, and not everyone can accept it.

(End of this chapter)