Temple Sword

Chapter 53 Ivan Korsergi

Charles Robert left with hundreds of his subordinates, Ivan Kossej put a comforting hand on Wenceslas' shoulders, and the young Slavic king was pale in front of the window.

"You don't have to be afraid, Your Majesty." There was a fatherly tenderness in his tone. "They are gone. From now on, Charlie Robert is no longer a problem for you to worry about. If you agree, I will send a team of soldiers to catch up with them, and it will be settled once and for all."

"That's exactly what they need," Wenceslas said, looking up at the tall man beside him. "These enraged Hungarians will cut down all your soldiers, then turn around and attack us."

"Nonsense," Kossergi shook his head, "but as you wish, you are the king." He hissed like a snake from the Garden of Eden. "You decide everything..."

"I want peace!" said young Wenceslas. "Hungary is no longer my problem, and neither is Charlie Robert, as you say. If you want to kill each other, put the Field cover, go for it, I don't care! After all, this is how you like to live, isn't it? If the kingdom falls apart, you can loot in the name of justice and fight a war every now and then, it's good for you It couldn't be better."

The old lord took his hands off Wenceslas' shoulders and took a step back.He looked solemn, looking down at the head with the crown, his face was full of dissatisfaction.He was not used to the contradictory tone of the little king. Vaclav Premysl's son was always easy to talk to, and he had agreed to the king's candidate a long time ago, but now he wanted to regret it.

Never mind, thought Ivan Korsergi, let Wenceslas continue to rule the lands of Moravia, I don't need him anymore, and soon he will have to bring Otto Wittelsbach to himself Beside, let me put the reins around his neck.I've had enough of Arpad, Anjou, and their blood, and anyone who thinks they can get over me.war?humiliation?Heads fell to the ground and no body was collected?What is this stupid Neapolitan kid talking about?How long am I going to be in power in Hungary before he realizes that he can never be the real king of the kingdom?
"You don't need to say that, Your Majesty!" Ivan Koseiji warned King Przemysr with a more stern voice, "We have been standing by your side for four years, protecting you, educating you, and raising you up. We gave you everything and now you don't need us anymore and you say that about us? It breaks my heart."

"Forgive me, my faithful Ivan." Venceslas returned to the obedient little boy, "because of my father's death, this long and exhausting meeting, and Charlie Robert's rampage I should blame this, not you, I have always respected you and the Hungarian nobles around me..."

Ivan ignored him, just nodded to his empty words pretending to be kind, and continued to play the victim.His thoughts turned to Otto. There was no need to start over. He didn't have to raise a kid again. Over the years, Wenceslas not only needed their care, but also obeyed his father's orders.But Otto Wittelsbach was a grown man, a 44-year-old man who obviously knew what war was like and could save himself a lot of time.

He needs all the soldiers he can get, Ivan Kossegi murmured.Apart from Matey Chuck, there is no richer man in the whole kingdom now.Peasants, serfs, and townspeople could now take a break from bandit raids, for he needed every one of his soldiers to go into battle, to be ferocious beasts, not forest robbers.Now there are more important things than robbing fairs and churches, much more important.

"You understand me, don't you, my faithful Ivan?" The King of the Czechs and Poles finished his pathetic apology, and Ivan Korszej smiled and nodded.

"Of course I understand, Your Majesty," he assured the little king. "I have always understood."

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Apart from the Archbishop, Antal was probably the only one who was not moved by Charlie's speech.He looked ahead worriedly, did not say a word for several hours, and turned a blind eye to the passing scenery.Laszlo had been watching his friend since his departure, wondering what had happened to the Templars.

"What's the matter with you?" Laszlo asked. "You look almost as depressed as the poor archbishop. Do you object to the king defending his home with the sword?"

"He takes me for an executioner," Antal replied, holding a round pretzel, "declaring in front of the most powerful nobles in the kingdom and Vaclav Premysl that now they will What do you think of me?"

He spoke louder than he would have liked, and Charlie Robert, who rode among the soldiers, heard the last words of his chief knight.

"What?" The king's face twisted, he and Antal rode side by side, and Laszlo slowed down wisely and stayed behind them. "I'm letting them know that you are my knight, my chief knight!"

"I'm sorry, but it's not true, Your Majesty." Antal retorted bluntly, "You just let them know that I'm going to cut off the man's head."

"Don't you like it?"

"I can't say I'm happy with that."

"For God's sake, Templar!" Charlie snapped. "You've been with me for less than a month, and you're talking to me like my own mother! Who do you think you are?"

"It was you who said to be honest with each other," Antal looked at him boldly, "so I did as I did, and you still said I was your brother."

"That's right, I consider you my brother."

"Then why do you want me to do such a thing?" asked the knight, "You know that I belong to a knight order, and I am bound by the rules of the knight order to which I swore allegiance."

"What rule?" Charlie raised his eyebrows, "You can't kill a usurper?"

"I can't kill a Christian," Antar corrected, "How can I bring you Otto's head? I can't be your assassin. I can only kill a believer if the situation allows."

Charlie looked at him, but Antal turned his head away again, looking straight ahead.

"You think I mean what I say," said the King, "and you think I really want you to cut off his head, you fool?"

"I don't understand His Majesty's meaning."

"Just understand this, once Otto is crowned, I will give him a one-year truce," he whispered to Antal, "to make him feel safe and comfortable..."

"You confuse me, Your Majesty," the knight looked back again. Didn't you say you were going to fight? "

"When the time comes, everything is still in time, my dear friend." As he said, he kicked his spurs and ran forward, without uttering any more plans hovering in his mind.

(End of this chapter)