Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 89 Appearance!
Castle, study of the Grand Duke of Graz.
Ryan IX strolled through it.
King Llane, with some gray hair on his temples, had a ruddy complexion, a straight back, and a strong step. He did not look terminally ill at all.
His Majesty , who was dressed in gorgeous , was looking at his brother's office and living space with great interest.
The Archduke's body had already been removed.
The bloodstains were cleaned up completely.
The rest of the decoration and furniture?
It's not gorgeous.
It can even be said to be frugal.
Even the paint on the desk has been worn off.
Such a desk would not be used by a grand duke, let alone an ordinary noble, but how long had his younger brother been using it?
Two years?
Three years?
Or longer?
When he thought of his brother working at this desk, Ryan IX, who had just been interested, frowned and said to a personal attendant beside him: "Move this desk and the chair away, chop wood, and burn it."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The servant immediately moved the desk out.
Ryan IX looked at the bed again.
There was no velvet ceiling or soft bed.
All he had was a bed board covered with a thin linen cloth and an equally thin quilt.
Worse than his servants!
Having reached this conclusion, Ryan IX snorted again.
"Move this place too and burn it down."
Lion IX ordered again.
The attendant immediately did so.
Even after the desk and bed were moved away, Ryan IX did not feel comfortable.
Because he saw documents piled up on the floor.
When he picked up the top document, Ryan IX immediately became excited.
This is a tax report submitted by the local government.
"Skool Town?"
"It should be a border town, right?"
"170 gold crowns in taxes for a year?"
Ryan IX had a vague memory of this town. He thought for a long time before he remembered that there seemed to be such a border town in the Kingdom of Ryan. The tax of a border town was 170 gold crowns, which should be a lot. When he just took over the throne, the tax of the border town was only 30-40 gold crowns per year. However, his younger brother actually approved the investigation.
It was obvious that his younger brother was a little greedy.
Ryan IX immediately picked up the document below. He couldn't wait to see the results of the investigation.
Then, His Majesty the King frowned again.
"The mayor teamed up with the tax collector to embezzle 100 gold crowns?!"
"How did Graz know?"
"How could he know!"
King Ryan IX threw the document to the ground. Naturally, the King already had the answer in his heart.
Why did the Grand Duke of Graz know this?
Naturally, it was because the Grand Duke not only managed Ryan in an orderly manner, causing a sharp increase in income in various places, but he also knew the entire Ryan very well.
This made Ryan IX angry.
Because, such an achievement should have been his!
"Graz, wait!"
"I will be stronger than you!"
"and……"
"You are already dead!"
Lion IX's deep voice became more joyful as he spoke.
yes!
Graz is dead!
Graz, who made him completely lose the dignity of a king and could not hold his head up for the rest of his life, is dead!
Ryan now!
He has the final say!
He is truly a king!
A smile appeared on Ryan IX's face, and he raised his hand and patted it lightly.
A waiter came in immediately.
"Where are little Gratz and that illegitimate child, Andinand?"
Ryan IX asked.
"Advisor Witte has already taken care of the two."
"Silic and Marple Poirot, who had been following the two men, were also eliminated!"
The attendant answered.
"Very good!"
The last stone in Ryan IX's heart immediately fell to the ground. He excitedly turned around the room several times, muttering: "I will reward Consultant Witte well! I must reward Consultant Witte well!"
Of course he would reward Consultant Witte!
If the other party had not accidentally discovered that Andinan's mother actually held clues to His Majesty's laboratory, then they would not have been able to find the "elixir of immortality" from it.
It is even more impossible to use this as an opportunity to completely divert Graz's attention and ultimately achieve the current victory.
"Unfortunately, Witt has changed beyond recognition after learning Snake's royal skills. He is really not suitable to appear in the court. Otherwise, I would definitely make him my minister."
"However, I can still let him become my chief guard now."
"Just keep wearing that iron mask."
When Ryan IX thought of the face of his advisor, he couldn't help but frown. He had lost his former handsomeness and elegance. However, when he thought about the other party's achievements, he still needed to give him an explanation.
The previously promised prime minister is impossible.
But a captain of the guard is still possible.
no!
That would make me look stingy!
Compensate with the title of general!
"The merciful Lion IX will never mistreat anyone who is loyal to him!"
His Majesty the King couldn't help laughing when he thought of Witte's grateful look.
"Now go and announce that Andinand resented Gratz because of his illegitimate status and assassinated Grand Duke Gratz, Great Gratz and Little Gratz. His crime is unforgivable and he has been shot dead."
"And that Marple Poirot, a descendant of the nobility, had no sense of honor and became Andinand's accomplice. He was also shot dead."
"Their bodies will be hung outside the walls of Hessetins tomorrow."
Ryan IX ordered.
As for the bodies of Archduke Gratz, Grosse Gratz, and Klein Gratz?
A state funeral is out of the question.
In fact, Lion IX did not want the three of them to be buried in the royal cemetery.
The three men's final destination was to be buried in the wilderness and woods outside the city, or in the belly of an animal.
Of course, it will be published in the newspaper.
The bodies of the three people were severely damaged by Andinan and could no longer be buried properly.
"Let those civilians vent all their anger on An Dinan and Marple Poirot!"
"My poor brother and nephews, they didn't even have a complete body when they died!"
After Ryan IX said these words with a smile, he never stayed in the room again, leaving the documents piled up there.
His Majesty the King naturally knew the importance of these documents, but he had more important things to do now.
'Elixir of Life'!
You know, His Majesty Modeus' laboratory is only half open, and the last door has not been opened yet - although the previous gains have made him feel physically recovered, he doesn't mind if he can live forever.
Compared to my own immortality, what are those documents?
As long as he lives forever, he will have plenty of time to govern the entire country.
He will definitely become a king who far surpasses his ancestors!
With this belief, Ryan IX walked out of the castle.
Then he was stunned.
His attendants and guards arrived at the place.
No matter how stupid he was, Ryan IX felt something was wrong at this moment and was about to draw the long sword from his waist. However, before he had drawn half of the sword, a dagger was placed at his throat.
"Don't kill me! I'm the king of Ryan, I'll give you whatever you want!"
Ryan IX shouted loudly.
But the next moment, the dagger cut his throat.
puff!
Blood spurted out.
Goethe stabbed Lion IX's vest and lower back with the dagger in his hand several times in a row.
He didn't stop until he was sure that the other party was dead.
Looking at the body of Lion IX, Goethe frowned.
Something is wrong!
Something is wrong!
He had seen the expression and behavior of King Ryan IX in the Grand Duke's room just now, and he had also heard the conversation between him and his servants.
The first impression of him is that he is overambitious, arrogant, complacent, stingy, and unwilling to face reality.
How could such a person set up such a big scheme?
Goethe narrowed his eyes subconsciously.
"Wert?"
Murmuring this strange name softly, Goethe picked up the king's body and quickly disappeared into the castle.
…
22 Castle Street, Hasedings.
Silik was breathing heavily.
Teleporting twice in a row was almost the limit for him who was already old and frail, but even so, he chose to do it - he was persuaded by Marple.
That seemingly complete plan actually had too many variables.
It is far better to take the initiative than to completely lose the passivity.
Taking a risk?
Of course!
But, worth it!
Moreover, Marple was obviously in greater danger, and he had a chance to catch his breath.
Xili Ke naturally knew what to choose.
What's more, even if Marple failed to assassinate Lane IX, it would completely divert Lane IX's attention, and they could take this opportunity to escape from Hessetings.
or……
Change your appearance.
This is not difficult for him under normal circumstances.
But now?
Even if there is a coordinate of his here, this coordinate was dropped by a crow, not arranged by him, so naturally there is no corresponding thing.
The old consultant sat there, trying to recover his strength as quickly as possible while thinking about countermeasures.
Andinan took out his revolver and stood aside on guard.
Little Graz was restless.
Little Graz objected to the plan just now.
Unfortunately, with a three to one ratio, the objection was ineffective.
Now staying in this quiet residence, listening to the sounds of soldiers searching outside, little Graz couldn't help but ask.
“Is it safe here?”
"certainly!"
"This is the home of a couple who travel half a year and only return to Hessetings in the spring."
Andinand comforted little Graz.
"Then those soldiers won't break in, right?"
Little Graz was still worried.
"No, as long as they don't want to cause trouble for themselves in the future. The people living in the castle district are not ordinary people. Their wealth makes them have inextricable ties with the nobles. Some of them are even nobles themselves."
"So, as long as we don't make any noise or light, we'll be safe."
Andinan said with certainty.
"That's good, that's good."
Little Graz said repeatedly, and then sat down on the ground.
The second son of the Grand Duke is too tired.
It's not just physical fatigue, but also mental fatigue.
The Grand Duke's second son was completely exhausted after being bombarded with such completely unacceptable news. He was able to hold on until now purely by force.
Now that he heard that he was temporarily safe, he sat down without caring about his image.
Then……
The Grand Duke's second son felt a chill on his head.
A dagger came from the darkness and brushed past the hair of the Grand Duke's second son.
"Silik!"
Little Graz shouted in fear, with tears in his voice.
Silik rushed over immediately, but the old advisor, who had not yet recovered, was kicked to the ground by the attacker, and the attacker's dagger pierced the old advisor's throat.
Bang!
The situation was critical and Andinan pulled the trigger without caring about anything else.
The bullet fired, but missed.
The attacker made a light leap, not only dodging the bullet, but also coming in front of Andinan, and the dagger in his hand flashed past.
The revolver in Andinan's hand was directly dismembered into parts.
The young man was startled and raised his hands to attack with his fists.
But this is too slow.
Before the young man could throw his fist, the attacker grabbed him by the throat and lifted him up.
Not only Andinan, the attacker bent down and reached out to pick up little Graz as well.
The other person's palm tightened instantly, and the face of little Gratz, who was short of oxygen, gradually turned crimson purple.
Andinan was even worse off. Waves of suffocation hit his brain, but when he felt the familiar touch of his palm, there was a strong disbelief in the young man's eyes. He tried his best to shout -
"Mother?!"
