Chapter 42 Zhuoke III (Part 2)

Lozalia turned her head and looked at Sigmund beside her, and there was no surprise on their faces.

"Old man, your son just killed our prince! How dare you make this request?" a man asked angrily.

He was wearing solid black leather, thick brown hair, and his face was covered with untreated stubble.

"You are talking to the Emperor of Hastza," the chief of the guard, Aiga Dorman, sternly warned the man, "beware of your tone."

"Do you want to try my sword?" the man saluted, "Urban Dorak, 'Hairy Knight' is here to wait for your challenge."

"Silent!" cried Sigmund Mirian.

Although whispers could still be heard in the hall, most people stopped.

"This proposal is of no benefit to me and the Kingdom," said Lozalia. "His Majesty Vigridge, is you insulting me to marry the man who killed my brother?"

My father stood up from his seat and looked down at Lozalia beside him and said, "Believe me, this marriage will be a win-win situation.

If you don't agree, I will support Yarus Perk as the new king of Vivalia."

The hall, which was not easy to calm down, burst into screams and noises again. The vassals and subordinates of the Corva family looked at each other, but no one came out to speak out this time.

The slightest slightness on Queen Lozalia's face began to disappear and gradually became serious.

"You said you would no longer consider the proposal of Yarus!" Diya shouted to Vigridge.

"The situation has changed." My father said decisively and firmly, "You are still the queen of Hastza now. Give me a queen and figure out your position!"

Dia was shocked by her father's tone, and stood helplessly with her lips pursed, then slowly sat down.

"What's going on, His Majesty Vigridge?" Sigmund asked unhappily, "You should understand that Vivalia and Hastza have a divine ally."

"It is an ally between the Apollion family and the Corva family," said the father. "My marriage to Dia Corva is the only connection between you and me. If this connection is broken, there will be no covenant between Hastza and Vivalia."

"Do you mean you want to divorce my sister?" Lozalia asked with her head up.

"It's not my will, but if things really come to that point," the father's eyes flashed with a competitive light, "I won't hesitate."

Dia looked at her father in shock, as if she couldn't believe her ears. Zhuo Ke could feel her pain, the unwillingness and confusion when she realized that she was actually just a chess piece and bargaining chip after all, because he himself was the same.

This is what my father said. There is no best choice in this world, only worse choices. What he has to do now is to abandon the worse choice.

If Queen Lozalia refuses her father's request, Hastza's emperor will divorce the queen and the two families will be cut off. At that time, it is understandable that the father wants to support the nobles of a large family in any kingdom to be king.

The hall was like a chessboard, and this move by my father forced Queen Lozalia into a dead end.

"Do you, your family and subordinates come to the Ashes Hall as guests, but you want to threaten your master with the queen who deposed the kingdom?" Sigmund Mirian asked, "Do you think the Vivalians will follow the king supported by the Hastza?"

"Hastza has tamed the Blue Dragon once, I don't mind doing it again," the father replied.

"I should kill you now!" Urban Dorak, who calls himself the "Hairy Knight", drew his sword and pointed it at Vigridge. The Corva retainers beside him also followed him and showed off his weapons.

My father was frightened by the sudden draw of his sword and took a little back. The chief of the guards behind him, Aiga Dorman, immediately stepped forward to protect the emperor. The guards of Hastza drew their swords one after another and formed a line-up to block between the queen and his father.

The atmosphere was extremely tense in an instant. Zhuoke pulled Mondie behind him and looked around to find weapons he could use.

"Enough, stop!" Queen Lozalia stood up and ordered sternly, "For the sake of my dead brother, I will not allow bloodshed in the Palace of Yegeska today!"

Lozalia's petite body burst out with amazing energy. Her face was grim and her tone was full of majesty. At this moment, Zhuo Ke actually a little forgotten that this was just a twenty-four-year-old woman.

Seeing this, the Corva family members reluctantly put away their weapons and retreated. The father waved his hand and asked the guards to put down their swords.

"The alliance with Hastza is a relationship that my father always valued during his lifetime," Lozalia told Vigridge. "I don't want to destroy the relationship between the kingdom and the empire during my reign, and let his efforts be ruined. But your proposal really makes me embarrassed. Your son is the murderer of my brother."

"A unfortunate accident caused by misunderstandings," the father corrected him, "not only my sons, but everyone in the tavern was unable to recognize his true identity before Prince Leo's death.

Zhuoke wanted to defend his reputation with the Empire, but he probably didn't expect that his uncle was a member of the Apollion family who would insult his family at will."

"According to witnesses in the tavern, Prince Leo was drunk at that time. He didn't know what he was saying, and what he said was nonsense after drinking." Sigmund defended.

"Oh, are you talking nonsense after drinking?" the father asked with interest, "Mondy, was Zhuoke drunk at that time?"

"He...he was drunk too. I could not count how many glasses of ale Zhuoke had drunk at that time." Mondy stammered.

"Hear, Lord Sigmund?" said the father. "My son is drunk, too, and he doesn't know what he is doing."

"That's totally different!" complained Henrik Gukova, the stable manager.

"The most in the city is a man who can be stupid enough to get drunk," said the father, "but whether they are drunk or not, they have to be responsible for their actions.

If it is understandable to everyone, it is understandable that slandering the reputation of my ancestors of the Apollion family, then Zhuoke protects the honor of his family without knowing his identity and fights against provocateurs who draw his sword to him should be spared."

My father's words calmed the people in the hall. Queen Lozalia put her hands in front of her belly with dignified hands and slowly spoke: "My Majesty Vigridge, please give me some time to consider your proposal."

Wigridge smiled satisfied, "I hope to hear good news at your coronation."

The father turned and left the living room, followed by Zhuoke and the Apollion family.

"Thank you, father," Zhuoke said apologetically, "you saved my life."

"I saved the life of the empire," the father continued to walk forward without looking at him. "Zhuoke, if you have a little regret and regret for your behavior, don't question the choice I made for you in the future. You can do whatever I ask you to do, do you understand?

You have no idea how much trouble you caused me. In order to wipe your butt, I almost lost to a little girl! A damn little girl, Zhuo Ke!

We are no longer safe in the Ashes Hall, and I need to prepare the army of the Empire. And you, from now on, alert me, and then, without my permission, don't step out of Smogburg, have you heard?"

"Okay... OK, father." Zhuo Ke responded obediently.

Zhuoke's freedom was short-lived, and he returned to his father's puppet line.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!