Final Lord

Chapter 361 Charles's Ingenious Plan
Wang Bufu's hand gently landed on Charles's head, his fingertips running through the young prince's soft hair.

Looking at the 13-year-old boy before him, his eyes brimming with the joy of a deer, Wang Bufu couldn't help but say:
"You suffered while I was away."

The boy in his arms suddenly began to tremble violently. Charles buried his face deep into the king's chest, the scalding liquid soaking through the dark brocade.

The fear of being reborn alone, the hardship of secretly planning, and the longing that had been kept hidden for countless days and nights, all turned into broken sobs in his throat.

"Waaaaah! My King! I miss you so much!"

a long time.

When Wang Bufu wiped away the tear stains from the corner of Charles's eye with his calloused fingertips, the way Charles looked up reminded Wang Bufu of amber after the rain.

The boy's eyes burned with a fervor that remained unchanged through two lifetimes: "What do you plan to do next?"

"Silly child." Wang Bufu flicked his finger across his smooth forehead. "I should be asking you what you plan to do next."

"Huh?" Charles blinked his wet eyes, his gaze filled with a clear confusion.

He tugged at Wang Bufu's sleeve and muttered under his breath, "All my plans... have stopped at the point of breaching the gates of the divine realm."

I thought you were trapped inside the gate to the realm of the gods, and that only I had returned. So I tried everything I could to save you.

As for what happens after I rescue you... of course I'll do whatever you say.

Can my head still hold you?

Ha ha.

Wang Bufu chuckled lightly.

That's right, this is the Charles I know.

“The plan has to change.” Wang Bufu shook his head: “My original plan was based on the assumption that only I would return.”

But since I'm not the only one returning, all plans have to give way to bringing my family home.

"Yes, yes, yes! We have to find Frey, Uncle Blacksmith, and the others!"

Charles's jubilant appearance reminded Wang Bufu of the scene when he first won the title of King of Cavalry in his previous life.

"Frei's frost magic is a perfect counter to the Naga of the Fallen Coast, and the blacksmith's forging skills can get me a decent gun..."

Charles abruptly stopped mid-sentence.

He asked in shock, "Your Majesty, you chose the desolate wetlands as your capital... Could it be that you have already found it?"

"You guessed right, the lifeline of the Elf Empire's rise can no longer be named after Mango." Wang's defiant chuckle made Charles tremble with excitement.

"What about Mango? What about Princess Luna?"

“I haven’t met Princess Luna yet. As for that kid Mango…” Wang Bufu laughed, “I’ve already started making contact with him. I’m planning to win him over, you know what I mean.”

"We have a new family member!" Charles's eyes lit up: "That Elf King Mango from my past life, the mortal enemy of our Buck Duchy, the opponent I couldn't defeat no matter how hard I tried, is going to be my teammate in this life?"

"Yes! Don't you have any objections? After all, the Mango destroyed the Bucks in its previous life..."

“I have no objections,” Charles said immediately. “He destroyed the Duchy of the Bucks from his previous life. What does that have to do with me now? I wish I had as many powerful family members as possible.”

Wang Bufu smiled slightly.

It's great that Charles was the first subordinate to discover it.

He's a pure battle maniac; all he thinks about is fighting and the thrill of it.

This doesn't mean Charles is stupid; in fact, he's very intelligent. He has brains, but he doesn't like to use them, and he's very detached about many things. In his past life, he was a tragic prince who had fallen on hard times, but he had no regrets and didn't want to restore his kingdom; he only wanted to defeat one powerful opponent after another.

Even in his previous life, he had no objection to Mango, the Elf King who destroyed the Duke of Sturgeon. He only felt that he was inferior in skill and that one day he would compete with Mango and defeat him.

Compared to Charles, the situations of his other subordinates in his previous life were much more complicated.

Especially the Frost Witch Soufflé. If she were to be reborn, the current Duchy of Winter would certainly be incredibly exciting.

If I can't find her soon, and it drags on for a few years, I'll probably hear the news of the destruction of the Frostwinter Kingdom.

Unlike Wang Bufu, whose thoughts were complicated, Charles was completely immersed in the wonderful fantasy of following the king to conquer the world.

There are too many kings in the world under God's rule. Every race and country has its own customs and traditions, and they can't even celebrate festivals together, which is not good.

Unification is imperative!

Thinking of this, Charles suddenly felt a jolt.

"That's right, Your Majesty! Let's launch a northern expedition!"

"Huh?" Wang Bufu was taken aback. "What?"

“The Northern Expedition!” Charles emphasized. “The land of the Buck Kingdom is fertile and rich in resources, and the current King Charles II of the Buck Kingdom is still a cowardly wimp.”

It's such a waste to give him such a good piece of land.

"Let's lead our troops north and conquer the Buck Kingdom. Don't worry, I know that land like the back of my hand."

That's going home, isn't it?
Good grief, you little rascal.

Wang Bufu was amused: "What do you want to do? Flatten your own hometown?"

Charles leaned forward eagerly, his amber eyes gleaming with fervent light: "Your Majesty, I am not joking! This is truly feasible! Are you worried about insufficient troops? Do not worry, I have a comprehensive plan."

Charles's long, slender fingers unconsciously stroked the sword at his waist, his speech quickening with excitement:
"You may borrow my name!"
As the second prince of the Bucks, I accidentally showed off a bit too much before, and now I am known as a 'genius' in the capital and have a high reputation among the nobles.

Before I came here, quite a few nobles had secretly tried to curry favor with me.

"With just a shout from me, they will surely respond. Though the fighting strength of their army is worrisome..." At this point, Charles suddenly smiled, his eyes filled with trust as he looked at Wang Bufu, "But isn't that what we need—you're here?"

Charles gestured rapidly with his hands in the air, as if he could already see the picture of victory.

"If you train these troops, they will be combat-ready in a few months. After winning a few more battles, those soldiers will surely be completely devoted to you!"

We'll take them in, take them in directly! All the nobles' possessions are ours!
They don't understand or control so many soldiers. We have to take charge.

As for high-end combat capabilities…

Charles waved his hand dismissively: "Apart from the Crimson Flame Sword Saint, the rest are not worth worrying about. As for the Crimson Flame Sword Saint—"

The young prince winked slyly. "Petro is his son and I have a very good relationship with him. Your sister, Weiyi, is his beloved student."

If we capture him alive just once, we'll have at least an 80% chance of persuading him to surrender!

Finally, Charles slammed his hand on the table, making the ice crystals in the teacup jingle: "Your Majesty! This plan is flawless and absolutely feasible!"

Good, good, that's very thoughtful.

Wang Bufu was genuinely amused.

"No need. There's no reason for us to wipe out your family after we've acknowledged you. We don't need the territory of the Duke of Sturgeons."

(End of this chapter)