Working Prophet

Ilea was still thinking about how to refuse the marriage with Alister. She didn't feel bad for this handsome prince, but she didn't feel the same way.

But before she could speak, she heard Allister's exclamation, and then saw Edward II falling towards her with blood on his face. Miss Rabbit didn't think much and subconsciously reached out to help her.

However, the recent series of victories has made the female lord a little inflated and overestimated her own strength. Edward II is relatively burly among the orcs. In addition, he has been eating and drinking excessively over the years, and his weight is even more uncontrollable. up.

Ilea couldn't hold him up either, and the two fell backwards together.

She saw Edward II open his mouth, as if he wanted to say something more, but in the end, he just made a coughing sound in his throat, and then spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Allister stood there motionless as if he had been frightened.

The other contestants nearby also looked at a loss.

The first person to react was Du Lun, the Chief of the Imperial Guard of His Majesty the Emperor. However, his face was also full of panic at this time, and he no longer had the calm look before.

Duren has realized that Edward II was poisoned, which is the most terrifying of all assassination methods. Even though he has excellent martial arts skills and unparalleled loyalty, he is now helpless.

He could only step forward quickly, pick up Edward II from the ground, and shout, "Where's the Mesha Medicine Master? Get the Mesha Medicine Master over here!"

After a pause, Duren said to one of his men, "Go to Priest Cornelia, quickly! His Majesty needs her now."

And just as the captain of the guard was speaking, he felt that the breath of Edward II in his arms was getting weaker and weaker.

This also made Du Lun's face become even more ugly. Allister finally came to his senses at this time and wanted to come over to check on his father's condition, but Du Lun stopped him.

"Your Highness, stop. From now on, no one is allowed to approach your Majesty except the medicine men and the priests of Cornelia."

Alister's handsome face was also full of anxiety at this time. Hearing this, he said angrily, "That's my father. What right do you, an outsider, have to stop me from coming to see my own father?"

Du Lun was not angry when he heard this. He just said, "The Royal Guards are tightly guarded. The only people who can poison His Majesty are those close to him. Your Majesty, Allister, His Majesty just drank the bar you brought."

Allister was stunned at first, then laughed angrily, pointed at Duren and said, "You doubt me?!"

"I didn't doubt you, I was just stating a fact." The captain of the guard explained without giving up a step.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Fortunately, Mesa rushed over at this time. Without saying a word, she took out a small bottle from her arms and pulled out the cork.

A disgusting stench suddenly hit my face.

Then Mesa asked Duren to turn Edward II's body over, face down, and then put the small bottle under Edward II's nose.

As a result, His Majesty the Emperor didn't react at all, and Miss Rabbit, who had just gotten up nearby, vomited on the floor.

Du Lun didn't blame her, because he himself was dizzy from the stench, and his whole stomach was churning, but he only relied on his strong willpower to prevent vomiting.

But Edward II, who was closest, seemed completely unaware. He just opened his mouth slightly and then closed it again.

Du Lun had a bad feeling in his heart. He looked at Mesha and found that sweat was dripping from the tip of her nose in just a short while.

"Pharmacist Mesa," the captain of the guard said in a hoarse voice, "think of a way quickly. Whether your majesty can survive until the priest of Cornelia arrives depends entirely on you."

Mesha hesitated for a moment and then said, "I need leeches to suck the poisonous blood out of His Majesty's body."

"Then what are you waiting for? Take action quickly!" Du Lun urged.

"But I...there are no leeches around me."

"I'll let someone find it!" Du Lun made a quick decision, and then he called two more guards, but before the two men could take the order, he heard Mesha let out an exclamation.

"what happened again?"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, he is not breathing." Mesha said in a trembling voice.

When Du Lun heard this, his heart sank to the bottom, and he felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Allister roared when he heard this, pushed away the guard blocking the way, and rushed in front of Edward II.

"Father!" The third prince knelt down and lamented.

Then Queen Heloise and other important figures also came down from the stands.

Duren shouted anxiously, "Back off, everyone, back off, why hasn't the Cornelia priest come yet!!!"

But no one responded to him.

There were sobs in the crowd, which made Duren a little upset, but Queen Heloise looked the calmest.

She stared at the body on the ground as she stared at the cornflowers in the flowerbed.

Then he turned to look at the captain of the royal guard, "Sir Duren, I can understand your loyalty, but my husband, your monarch, is dead. It is useless for you to invite anyone else now."

Du Lun trembled when he heard this, and then a look of confusion appeared on his resolute face.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, is he dead?"

"I'm afraid that's the case." Heloise sighed.

He stretched out a hand and touched the wide-open eyes of Edward II. The latter was full of shock, anger and unwillingness at the last moment before his death. The blood made his face look particularly ferocious.

The emperor had just planned to show off his talents and military strategies, but he didn't expect that he would hate it.

As the captain of the royal guard, Du Lun watched helplessly as the monarch he swore to protect died in his arms, and he felt like the sky was about to fall.

At this moment, he was as helpless as a child.

While Heloise's voice continued, the queen who was usually obsessed with art and literature took over the command from Duren and pointed in a certain direction of the crowd.

"Go and arrest Walder first. He is His Majesty's sommelier and is the most suspicious."

Then she looked at Allister, who said with a stern face, "Do you also doubt me?"

"No, but the subsequent investigation requires your cooperation."

"Investigation, who will investigate my father's death?"

"I propose Sir Essos, he is the commander of the garrison." The eldest prince Garth said, "The murders that occurred in Lionheart Castle should have been under his control."

"I object, who doesn't know that Essos is yours!" Allister shouted.

Garth didn't seem to expect that his brother would put such a matter directly on the table, and he couldn't help but get angry and frowned.

"You are a suspect. If you want to prove your innocence, the best thing to do at this time is not to interfere in the investigation."

"I'm a suspect, what about you, brother?" Alister sneered, "Earl Clyde is your swordsmanship teacher, and father was still investigating how he framed Sir Ilea yesterday."