This Cheat Is Too Much

This Cheat Is Too Much Chapter 52

"He is probably dead."

In the military tent outside several dozen li, the middle-aged man sitting behind the table laughed, Spreading his hands, he said helplessly: "Queen Your Majesty, I will never send a large number of professionals to search for a guard who may not survive."

Avril stood with a cold face. In front of the table, he clenched his fist several times, but let it go.

"Marquis Gilbert!"

She took a deep breath, lowered her head to organize the language, and then said as calmly as possible: "I understand what you think, but the broken guard It's my personal bodyguard Captain, not only a rare talent, but also saving the lives of more than 30 people including me. I hope you will consider my opinion carefully, he is..."

"Queen Your Majesty."

The middle-aged man flexed his index finger, nodded vigorously on the table, and said with deep meaning:

"The result of your opinion is I've seen it. Even if you still believe in your own judgment, I don't think my professionals will believe it anymore."

Avril's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly. : "Yes, since Marquis Gilbert no longer believes in me, please return the army directly under the royal family to me, and I will take them to find someone myself!"

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched upwards perfunctorily. Bullshit, he said without a smile: "Okay, this is your right, after all, the more than 10,000 people belong to the royal family."

After he finished speaking, he leaned back. , leaning on the soft seat cushion. "However, because they have suffered heavy losses recently, in order to ensure the battle strength, they were scattered by me and mixed into the rest of the army. It will probably take a while to count them out. Please be patient and wait here for a while. A few days."

"You fart!" A burly man stood up from behind Avril, pointing his finger at the smiling middle-aged man and yelling.

The bearded cousin roared with a livid face: "I just went to the border for a few days to defend, and I lost a lot of money without fighting? You don't even believe me, and..."

"Hans!"

Avril reached out his hand to stop the furious Hans, turned his head and said to the middle-aged man with a sarcastic expression: "Gilbert, if I'm still in the capital now, I guess these people probably won't be 'losing a lot'?"

The middle-aged man nodded with a smile.

"You're right, not only that, if you were still in the capital, these people would not only not suffer heavy losses, but would even appear on the front line of the attack on the Farrell family, maybe I would. Rush ahead of them.

However, you have already escaped, the capital is now in the hands of the Farrells, and the 'what if' in your mouth has completely lost to 'reality'."

Avril gave him a cold look, turned his head away without a word, and was about to leave the tent, but was stopped at the door by a group of guards holding a long sword.

"Queen Your Majesty, there's one thing I'm curious about."

The middle-aged man rose from behind the desk and smoothed the folds of his clothes.

"Why did you come to see me directly instead of going to the troops directly under the royal family? Haven't you considered that I might ask you to stay for a few more days?"

He He walked slowly to Avril's front, raised his chin that was so clean that there was no stubble, and said to Avril with a smile:

"So, that guard is not an ordinary guard, right? When he came back, you didn't even care about your safety. Hehe, let me think about it, William Vankin, is that the name?"

He turned his head and glanced at the back of the military tent, where he When William's name was mentioned, the curtain of the inner tent trembled quietly.

Marquis Gilbert squeezed his smooth chin and said with interest: "He's the guard who made my daughter dizzy, I really want to meet him and see what he is. Such a person."

Avril also noticed the change in the drapery, and the corners of his mouth were laughed reluctantly.

"Miss Marquis is one of the very best beauties in the capital, and she is also a well-known talented woman. If she doesn't dislike her, I can make the decision and let William marry her..."

"No no no!" Marquis Gilbert pulled the curtain with a smile, blocking the surprised eyes behind him.

"I don't mean to take love with a knife. The king Your Majesty is dead. It's understandable that you have a little hobby. Your humble position even supports your choice.

Just Falan can't be without a king forever, and you are not fit to carry such a big burden alone. And my family has been married to the royal family many times, so this time you can marry into my family again, I promise you You can continue to be queen, just push..."

Avril frowned and interrupted indifferently: "Marquis Gilbert, your youngest son is only fifteen years old this year, and I am twenty-nine years old. Well, we're not..."

"no no no, you misunderstood me."

Gilbert, who is estimated to be over fifty, gave a slightly defiant expression. smile. "I mean, what do you think about me?"

"I see you wishful thinking!"

angry roar, the bearded cousin, raised his big fist, facing the The bridge of the middle-aged man's nose was smashed.

“bang!”

A dazzling white light flashed by, Hans, who weighed nearly 200 jin with armor, was bounced upside down and flew out, tearing the tent to pieces. A big hole opened.

The middle-aged man's face was solidly punched, but the bridge of his nose was not even red. I saw him reaching out and wiping the dust on his face in disgust, then tore off his snow-white gloves, and threw it out of the tent along the hole, onto Hans' unkempt beard.

Gilbert turned his head and smiled and asked, "It seems that your guard does not approve of this proposal. What about you, Queen Your Majesty? What do you think of my proposal?"

Avril closed his eyes and sighed, but said nothing.

She had anticipated this possibility when she came to Gilbert, but she simply had no choice.

It is safe to contact the power of the royal family first, but William is so stubborn that he will definitely not surrender to that woman. If he spends a few more days to subdue the royal family's army, can he survive until then?

And, if William didn't die at the woman's hands, but was caught by her, with the speed at which the woman appeared and disappeared unpredictably, only Gilbert, the fourth rank, could catch up to her. William was safely rescued from her.

Now, if you want to save William, the only way is to agree to Gilbert's terms, marry him and support him to become the new king.

Obviously he was ready, but for some reason, Avril tried several times but still couldn't open his mouth, and he couldn't spit out the words no matter what.

A cold face flashed across her mind, and Avril suddenly remembered something William had said.

"'Huh? What does that mean? Well... it means 'I'd rather be smashed as a gem than be a stone and stay intact'."

"'Ah? p>

If he had saved him at this price, then he would have wanted to be smashed to pieces as a gem.

As if suddenly figuring out something, Avril opened his eyes and laughed at himself. Then, in the expectant eyes of the middle-aged man, he firmly shook the head.

"I refuse!"

"Someone!" Marquis Gilbert walked away with a livid face. "Please the Queen Your Majesty and his escorts to calm down!"