The target is a goddess!Sacred Path of the Scrap Succubus

Walter made a gesture of leading the way respectfully, while secretly marveling at himself.

This Bishop Hudson came really fast.

Walter understood the time needed to travel within the kingdom.

According to his experience, the Bishop of Hudson probably took the fastest carriage on the day after he got the news, and drove here day and night.

If this is a knight, perhaps it is not too strange.

But Hudson is a bishop!

After all, there is no subordinate relationship between him and the king, and he does not depend on the king at all for promotion and the like.

Anyway, Walter couldn't think of any reason for Hudson to be so concerned.

He could only think that maybe in the bishop's heart, there was also a certain degree of chivalry, which placed loyalty to the emperor in a high position?

"Take me in quickly, I don't want to keep His Majesty the King waiting."

Walter had to trot to keep up with Hudson.

After he took the bishop outside the door of the king's room, he gestured apologetically to Hudson to wait, and then carefully knocked on the door.

"Your Majesty, Bishop Hudson has arrived."

After a few seconds of unspeakable silence, Tempus' weak voice sounded.

"Oh? So fast... Please let him in."

Hudson nodded indifferently to Walter, then pushed open the door and walked in by himself.

Almost at the first glance, he saw Tempus, who was leaning sluggishly on the cushion, looking like he was dying.

Hearing someone approaching, Tempus squeezed out a somewhat mean smile, and said softly:

"Your speed is really far beyond my expectation. I don't know what value is there in this trash that can make the bishop so interested?"

That's right, Tampas thinks that Hudson came for some kind of benefit.

Although he doesn't know what it is, and he doesn't know what else he can take out.

"You are not useless, Your Majesty."

Hudson said in a candid yet polite voice.

"Being able to judge the situation, hiding one's edge, restraining the anger in one's heart—such an existence is absolutely impossible to be a waste."

Tempus moved his lips and said:

"Thank you for your praise, my lord. But I'm afraid it's precisely because I know that I can't do anything that I chose to hide and restrain myself."

"No, I think I must point out the error in your words, Your Majesty."

Hearing what Hudson said, Tempus smiled wryly and waved his arm lightly.

"Just tell me, I've been listening a lot lately, and I'm almost able to compile a book myself."

Hudson didn't care about Tempus's self-mockery, he continued to say in a calm tone:

"You are still the king, there is no doubt about it. And you have the right to do everything the king can do..."

"Yeah, you have the right to do it, but if you don't do what those people want, nothing will happen, right?"

Hudson didn't care about Tempus' self-mockery at all.

He continued:

"You've lost most of your authority for reasons we all know."

"But you have to realize that there are conditions."

"You have many opponents, but not the whole kingdom is against you."

"You just now happen to be where the opposition is strongest, so you can't do anything about it."

"If you can return to the capital..."

Tempus' breathing became heavy.

Why doesn't he know this?

If he could return to the royal capital, to the old den that the royal family had run for a long time, he would be determined to fight whether it was a saint or a nobleman.

But now that he is like this, how can he return to the capital?

Even if he goes back, a king who is blind and has a broken leg is doomed to be hard-pressed to gain the respect of his subordinates.

He has already experienced the worst defeat and lost his own honor. If he shows this level of weakness again, even the most loyal subordinate will inevitably be shaken, right?

"See, you understand that too, don't you?"

Tempus turned his face toward Hudson, trying to assume a calm and dignified gesture.

"You mean, can you take me back?"

Hudson glanced at Tempus' fingers gripping the sheet, shook his head and said:

"No, at least not right now."

The rosiness that had just appeared on Tempus's face dissipated.

"But it won't be long before we get a good chance."

"Now, the Secret Law Alliance has issued an invitation to negotiate, expressing their willingness to conduct peaceful negotiations."

"And your enemies are also eager to end everything here."

"Of course, this negotiation itself has nothing to do with you."

"But when it's time for the final signing, you must play."

Having said that, Hudson paused and observed Tempus's reaction.

Seeing that although the down and out king was angry, he was still patiently waiting for his next words, so he nodded in satisfaction.

"And after the signing is completed, their guard against you will drop to the lowest point. Yes, you are almost useless at that time..."

"But that's also the best time for you to escape their control."

"As long as you leave here and return to the capital, things will change a lot."

"By then..."

Tempus finally showed an excited smile.

"At that time, I can regain some of my power and fight against these rebels!"

"Yes, this is what we want to achieve, Your Majesty."

Hudson's voice was also a little more approving at this time.

However, Tempus, who was originally very excited, suddenly showed a thoughtful expression.

After a few seconds, he asked:

"So, can you tell me, what exactly do you want to achieve in this process?"

Hudson smiled happily.

"Of course, I also have what I want."

"What I want is a balance of power, Your Majesty."

"Now, His Excellency's minions have already controlled too many things."

"This is a very distressing thing for me."

"And your existence will take away most of my pressure...I think you are very clear about this. Didn't you treat us like this before?"

Hearing Hudson talk about us, Tempus nodded knowingly.

Indeed, the most permanent thing in the world is profit.

Since everyone has the same interests at this moment, there is a sufficient basis for cooperation.

"Okay, now let's start our cooperation from the most basic part."

Hudson said as he walked to the bed.

"Your Majesty, let me look into your eyes. Although I don't have the authority of the chief saintess, I think, at least this part, I can do it."

Chapter 18 Longevity, why did she wake up?

"I said you... really need to look at the problem with a more forward-looking perspective."

At night, Serena and Margaret discussed after the signing of the peace agreement, [%~

In Serena's view, at this point, it must be time to move towards a certain degree of republic.

Either establish a constitutional monarchy, or simply abolish the monarchy and turn it into a parliamentary system in one step, which can perfectly solve the current predicament.

The centralization of power in Marconia has reached a very high level, and it is not a problem to take this opportunity to take a small step forward.

However, even if Serena thought so, there was still a small problem here.

That is, even Margaret said that she could not imagine what a Marconia without a king would look like.

In her opinion, the failure of Tempus was at most a matter of his personal ability, and it was enough to depose him and install a wise new king.

Abolishing the monarchy directly would be too outrageous.

And the parliamentary system that Serena advocates, in Margaret's view, is simply a replica of the mage council on the side of the Arcane Alliance.

For so many years, the alliance led by the Mage Council has been suppressed by Marconia, which in itself is enough to show how inefficient this system is.

"These two things are basically the same name."

Serena had to explain from the beginning.

In her opinion, although the mage council is called a council, from its foundation, it is basically a minority tyranny organization composed of oligarchs in the "citizen class" of mages.

There are not many mages themselves, and they are all masters in the alliance.

And the best of these masters, even if they adopted a representative body that looked like a voting system, it was far from the parliament that Serena knew.

After all, Serena felt that the Mage Council was more like a giant meeting of slave owners. Not only did it not make progress, but it was turning back the clock on history.

"If merchants, knights, mercenaries, and even civilians in the alliance can speak out and pass decisions in the parliament, then it will be closer to the parliament I am talking about!"

And this statement shocked Margaret directly.

In the final analysis, she is also a serious master.

Even though she is easy-going and kind-hearted, she cannot regard herself and an ordinary soldier below as equal individuals in a certain sense.

In terms of knowledge, the power at your disposal, and the friends you keep in touch with, that's a world of difference, right?

Margaret couldn't imagine that a wise person like her would have to pass a vote of the common people to implement a certain proposal.

"They may not understand what I'm talking about at all!"

Serena also admitted that there is this problem at this stage.

But this kind of thing can be done step by step!

Common people's participation in politics is originally a matter after education is popularized.

Before that, human beings can also play the representative system.

As long as the threshold of knowledge and wealth is set, they can unite to the greatest degree of political power in the kingdom and get legal claims to govern the kingdom.

"Then you might as well fight to be the queen yourself!"

Margaret felt that doing so was completely thankless.

The nobles would not support it, and neither would the church. Even a lover like Margaret could hardly make up his mind to support such a radical plan.

On the contrary, if Serena wants to be the queen, as long as she can distribute the benefits of real money to the nobles of all parties, and obtain the full support of the Pope, she can achieve this leap forward.

At least, Margaret herself didn't mind working hard for her lover to ascend to the throne.

"Ah, I just proposed my plan because I don't want to be a damn queen."

Serena immediately became distressed.