"doctor!"

Ilsa quickly shouted to Jacob and Bancrore beside her:

"Mr. Jacob! Mr. Bancrore! Go and call the doctor over!"

As soon as Ilsa finished speaking, Gozewen chuckled a few times:

"No need, it's useless to call the doctor over..."

After saying that, Gozevin raised his head again and looked at Jacob and Bancrot standing beside the bed:

"Thank you for your hard work over the years, thank you."

"...Well." Bancrolo nodded softly, "Thank you so hard for the past few decades, Gozewen."

For the first time, Bancrore called Gozewen's name directly.

Jacob, who was standing next to Bancrolo, was now staring at Gozevin with complicated eyes.

There is sadness, reluctance, helplessness, and pain in my eyes...

"Gozevine," Jacob said softly.

Jacob did not say too many goodbye to this close friend.

While smiling, Gozevin looked at the faces of Jacob and Bancrot seriously, as if he wanted to remember their faces.

"Oh..." Gozewen sighed softly, and then said in a helpless tone, "Gal hasn't come yet... I originally wanted to say more to him..."

"grandfather!"

No matter how stupid Ilsa is, she should understand what will happen next.

"Don't leave!" Ilsa threw herself into Gozewen's arms and cried while shouting.

Facing Ilsa who suddenly threw herself into her arms, Gozewen smiled helplessly.

Gozevin reached out and gently stroked Ilsa's soft silver hair.

"Speaking of this, my dream when I was a child was to be an adventurer. I wanted to take adventures around the world."

Gozewen suddenly said in a playful tone:

"Later I discovered that everyone's life is a big adventure."

"Now, the real adventure has finally begun."

The hand that was rubbing Ilsa's hair lightly dropped softly at this time...

"grandfather……?"

Ilsa slowly raised her head carefully.

I saw Ge Zewen closing his eyes, a faint smile on his face, and he had no rest...

Bang!

At this moment, the back of the door of Gozewen's dormitory suddenly opened.

Gale, who was full of anxiety on his face, rushed into the room panting.

After Gozevin realized that his life was about to end, he asked his waiters to call Ilsa, Jacob, Bancro, and Gale to come.

And Gale was not in his room at this time.

Gail, who was tired of reading books, was wandering around the Baiyang Palace and walking.

So the waiters took a lot of effort to finally find Gale.

When he learned that Gozewen was in great spirit today, after calling him over, Gale hurriedly ran towards Gozewen's room.

However, he was still one step late.

When he came to Gozewen's room, Gozewen had lost his rest a few seconds ago...

"Father..." Gale whispered in a trembling voice, while slowly walking towards his father's bed.

After confirming that his father had really passed away, Gale felt his legs weak and fell to the ground.

Despite Gale's efforts to restrain himself, tears continued to flow out of his eyes.

And Ilsa even hugged Gozewen's arms and cried loudly...

...

...

In the 295th year of the imperial calendar of the Britannian Empire, Gozevin Augustus, the 12th emperor of the Britannian Empire, died of illness.

At the age of 67.

On the afternoon of the day when Gozewen died of illness, his body was collected into the coffin and prepared to be buried in the imperial tomb of the Britannian Empire.

Ilsa, who cried until her eyes were red and swollen, and she was almost unable to shed tears, locked herself in her dormitory the night when Gozewen died of illness.

No one wants to enter, no one wants to see him.

Not only Ilsa, but even Gael.

On the night when Gozewen died of illness, Gale locked himself in his dormitory and no one wanted to see him.

Ilsa's condition made the ministers led by Jacob and Bancrot very worried.

Gozewen died of illness—this is certainly a very sad thing.

Regarding the grief in his heart, Jacob and Bancrot, who had fought side by side with Gozevin for decades, were not much worse than Ilsa and Gale.

But now is not the time to indulge in grief.

There are still hundreds of thousands of troops waiting for them to fight on the Rhineland Plain, and Issel's remaining troops waiting for them to rescue.

Now is the time to race against time, and you must not waste your precious time.

Although Jacob and Bancrot were extremely sad, they quickly cheered up.

They also hope that Ilsa and Gael, especially Ilsa, who is the emperor, can cheer up.

But Jacob and Bancrot stood outside Ilsa's dormitory door, raised their hands and put them down, raised them and put them down, and they were unable to make up for their hearts to knock on Ilsa's dormitory door.

They were not afraid of being scolded by Ilsa after knocking on Ilsa's dormitory door.

They just didn't know how to persuade Ilsa to cheer up...

Jacob and Bancrot are both genius civil servants. They have been struggling in the political circle for decades and have long developed a strong mind.

That's why they recovered so quickly after Gozewen died of illness.

But - they can do this, it doesn't mean Ilsa can do it.

Ilsa is only 12 years old this year...

No matter what I think, Ilsa, who is still young, is unlikely to be able to cheer up as quickly as Jacob and Bancrolo.

After discussing it, Jacob and Bancrot decided to wait and see it until tomorrow.

Tomorrow, if Ilsa still doesn't want to leave the room, then find another way.

The two of them made up their minds could only return to their respective mansions and wait for tomorrow to arrive.

However, just as Bancrolo returned to his mansion, the messenger from the Whiteyang Palace suddenly came to the door - it was the messenger sent by Ilsa.

Although Bancrolo was very confused about Ilsa's sudden summoning, it was the emperor's summoning after all, and it could not be delayed. Therefore, Bancrolo could only return to Baiyang Palace, which had just left not long ago, with his full questions.

Under the guidance of the waiter, Bancrolo was led into Ilsa's dormitory.

After entering Ilsa's dormitory, Bancrole saw a small figure sitting on the bed.

This figure is naturally Ilsa.

"Sorry, Mr. Bancrore." Ilsa said softly, "It's so late, I'll call you here."

Because the surrounding environment was very dark, Bancroo did not see clearly what Ilsa's expression was now.

But judging from Ilsa's tone, Ilsa's mood is not very good now.

However, this was within Bancrolo's expectations. If Ilsa laughed and talked to Bancrolo with a smile on her face, it would surprise and horror.

After Ilsa finished speaking, Bancroo hurriedly said with respect:
Chapter completed!