Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 237 Friction on the Stone Road
It lies quietly under the morning sun, in the lush greenery, surrounded by a swirling mist, which looks like its breath.The staggered triple towers seem to be plated with a thin layer of gold, like the noble protrusion of the front eaves of a crown, standing at the forefront of the whole building.

They stand at the highest point of the royal courts of this country, standing in the forefront of the palace, overlooking its people.

When Cyril was at the foot of the mountain, he just looked up and saw this majestic and magnificent building.Even though he has been to the palace countless times in the game—whether it was in the bustling period or after the fall of the enemy, he has walked in it, and even knows a lot of secret passages hidden under the stone bricks.

But in reality, when he saw the palace standing on the mountain with a huge projection that seemed to cover half of the inner city, Cyril still couldn't help feeling a little stagnant in his breathing.

The royal palace is on the top of a raised hill, and the winding roads all the way up the mountain are all made of white jade-like stone bricks.Every five meters you lower your head, you can see the portraits carved on the stone bricks—the portraits of the first generation of La Rochelle people who broke through the forest and climbed over the mountains, raising their guns and shields to the roaring angry clouds.

Every ten meters, there are soldiers in heavy armor holding spears, standing solemnly on both sides of the stone road, looking straight ahead, motionless, like pious stone statues.

On this stone road, no one dares to make a noise, and those who walk on it, even His Majesty the King, are in awe - it was built at the beginning of the city's birth, and it has a history of 400 years. Warn its aspirants that La Rochelle was not born in peace, but in the pioneering of the fearless.

He and Heloise did not ride a horse, but walked on this stone brick, and only exchanged a few words with each other occasionally.

"How is the situation in the palace?"

"It's not very good. The nobles in the south have already greeted the ministers in advance. You should pay special attention to the Connie family. Their attitude towards the south is very ambiguous..."

"But I heard that Daniel Conney seems to be involved in this plan for the south?" Cyril asked.

"You know a lot." Heloise was not surprised by Cyril's information, "The Conney family paid the most money this time, and their family is related to many economic industries. At this time, Duke Daniel is in charge. , is not surprising."

Cyril nodded and thought, he had only one pillar in the court: Anastasia Herman, but the Eldest Princess didn't have much say in the government affairs.

If you want to mention your impression points in front of His Majesty, you have to rely on practical examples...

"Then... the name of Captain Christine, can he get extra points in front of His Majesty?" Cyril suddenly had such a question, "With Captain Christine's outstanding military exploits, it should be able to..."

But before he finished speaking, he saw a strange expression on Heloise's face, then she shook her head and said hesitantly, "I don't know either."

"Not sure?"

"Your Majesty may appreciate Christine quite a lot, but the ministers... or the nobles don't like Christine very much." Heloise looked forward, "Think about it yourself, maybe mention you and Christine Your relationship can make His Majesty appreciate you more, but it may also cause you a lot of trouble."

While the two were talking, their footsteps were not slow at all, and they were almost at the top of the mountain in a short time.But a group of people who appeared in sight blocked their progress—most of those people were dressed luxuriously, and judging from their staggered positions and walking postures and paces, they were of distinct classes.

And Heloise's expression suddenly returned to the icy one. She pulled Cyril and wanted to lead him past quickly, but when she walked by, she bumped into someone's arm.

"Isn't this the little maid next to His Highness? If you want to pick your Highness back to the palace, then you are going the wrong way."

The person who was hit said immediately, the eccentric tone cast a layer of cloud over Heloise's already cold face.She took two steps back, stared at the man with cold eyes, and subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword at her waist.

"Yo yo, what's the matter, after bumping into someone, she was so rude and even thought of using force. Is this the maid of 'His Highness'? It's no wonder His Majesty would want her to have sex with an old man in his fifties. The guy is married, after all, without such a brave character, it is impossible to stop the Palanian—"

Heloise raised her beautiful eyebrows, and was about to go into a fit when she felt someone pat her lightly behind her twice——she turned her head, and saw the half-elf boy who was following her take a step forward, instead Blocked her behind.

"If I'm not mistaken, your Excellency should be Darren Sherley, right?"

With a gentle smile on the boy's face, he said slowly, "I think as long as you are a subject of this country, everyone will want to meet His Majesty in a hurry, and only those who don't take His Majesty and the country in their hearts will do so. Is it such a leisurely walk on a road that records the glorious deeds of our ancestors?"

"you!"

The guy he called Darren Xie Li, his competitor as His Highness said, the eldest son of the Xie Li family seemed to be pissed off by his words, breathing heavily on his lush beard like a barbarian— —Although many savages actually have very smooth jaws, but they are only muscular.

But Cyril didn't intend to give him a chance to be "anxious", and rushed to say: "Oh, maybe you have been wandering at sea for a long time, and you are used to the inclination of the deck, and you also take two steps sideways from time to time on land? Or advise you to correct it quickly. Well, otherwise people will think you are a drunk—if you show this posture in front of His Majesty, the consequences will be, tsk tsk."

He could clearly see Darren's movements - originally Heloise would not touch him, but he took a step sideways for some reason, just in front of Heloise.

It's completely deliberate to find fault.

Cyril knew that the southern nobles and the eldest princess were at odds with each other, but he didn't expect that the two would confront each other, and there would be friction on the stone road in front of the palace.

Darren's temper and self-cultivation are obviously not good, and when Cyril said two or three words, he even raised his thick eyebrows.But a voice sounded first behind him, causing him to falter immediately:

"Darren, don't make trouble out of nothing."

"Yes." Darren replied, and took a step back, letting out a thin old man who was surrounded by the crowd.

The color of his clothes looks plain and gray, but upon closer inspection, the clothes are smooth and soft, obviously made of extremely luxurious materials.He was leaning on a long dark brown stick, the tip of which was beating on the ground, and slowly walked up to Cyril.

"I think, you are the Adrian who plans to apply for the eastern fief this time?"

There was phlegm in his throat, and he coughed continuously when he spoke. He looked like a seriously ill old man.

But Cyril's expression became serious instead, staring at the old man in front of him who was also looking at him with sharp eyes——

Duke Marcellus.

"Young man, very energetic, work hard."

Duke Marcellus stared at him for a while, grinned suddenly, then turned around, and slowly returned to the formation.

This group of people representing the southern nobles walked towards the palace without looking back.

　Thanks for the reward of 100 starting coins from the sweat of the world, thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)