Lord of Rot

Chapter 624: Judgment of the King (page 12)

"I! I am the King!"

Castle Black Fortress.

The deposed king, George Kane Jr., stood within an impenetrable iron prison.

It has been four months since he was "protected" and he is still under protection.

Moldy and rancid.

The buckets carrying excrement were not cleaned in time, and the rotten stench emitted was like a finger constantly clasping people's throats.

Little George Kane, who once had long, exquisitely styled hair, now had bald patches like a chicken that had been scalded with boiling water.

Dark spots and rashes all over my face.

The body is dry and thin.

His eyes were red.

He still maintained an excited spirit, repeating his most important identity over and over again.

King, he is the King!

This is a strong fortress.

Whether it is an invincible dragon or a porcupine cannon capable of devouring heaven and earth, they will all stop before the fortress.

Little George once thought so.

But as he was not allowed to leave the fortress at the beginning, he was restricted to wandering around the castle, and now he had to eat, drink, and relieve himself in his room.

He already had the answer in his mind.

This group of northerners never regarded him as a king, and this so-called fortress was just a cage.

The strong fortress was not impossible to defeat from the outside, but it completely locked him inside.

"Of course you are," the handsome valet who was at the door preparing to hand the food in through the small window said respectfully, "the last king of the Golden Bear family and the last king of this continent."

"I want to see Varian!"

In four months, little George did not learn to tolerate and suppress his anger.

The living environment here was pretty good at first, with fresh sheets, brand new bedding, and delicious food that he was tired of eating.

But as no one from the Storm family came here to take a look for several months, and the place was almost forgotten, of course the servants would not be too polite to the grumpy little George.

Initially try to reduce the frequency of cleaning.

Then there’s the food reduction.

So much so that in the end he was completely regarded as a pig.

"I want to see Yi Luona!" Little George was still shouting.

"I'm afraid Miss Yiluona doesn't have time." The male servant shook his head regretfully: "I just learned that she is preparing an army. You are the safest here!"

"Army?" Little George's eyes lit up: "Hahahaha, you rebelled, betrayed the king and were attacked by the most loyal knights in the kingdom, right? Who is here, Uncle George, the nobles of the mother river, or the black sheep Goethe? I know they will come to save their king! They will come!"

"Sorry, it's none of them." The manservant shook his head: "It's just an ordinary gathering of the Dukes of the Four Realms, and the location is set to be in the North."

"I am the king!" shouted little George. "The king should be there!"

"But they may be bad for you, Your Majesty, please stay in this strong castle, like a canary in a cage, or a hairless dog on a chain? Pfft!"

"What did you say?" Little George mistakenly thought that he heard wrongly.

This servant who once whined under him now dared to talk to him in a joking tone, and even laughed out loud.

Four months ago, all he needed was a look, and the other person would kneel down and beg for forgiveness, and take the initiative to pull out the unruly tongue.

"I mean!" the manservant stopped and looked at little George with contempt: "You can continue to curse in the cage, but your angry but helpless look is simply worse than the cry of a canary in my ears. The sound is even more beautiful."

He took the food back: "Do you think you are a king? No, you are just a false king, a deposed king! A waste who is always on the way to escape. He lost the royal city and then the Feixiang Valley. Have you ever participated in a battle? Your knight? Prince George Kane has already defected to Li Qi Clarence, and is now his confidant general. The Black Sheep Heavy Armor Mercenary Group has also been incorporated by Miss Yiluona. Oh, your loyal Goethe, He did escape, fleeing into the endless ice, hoping that he would be reborn in the Stormlands."

"You! How dare you!" Little George's forehead was throbbing with veins.

"who is it!"

A sudden shout came from outside.

When Little George came to his senses, he found that the manservant who had just mocked him had been stabbed through the cheek with a dagger.

Poke in with the left and come out with the right.

The body fell limply to the ground.

The visitor's entire body was hidden under a loose black robe.

The hood covered his face, and all he had on his body was a half-dagger protruding from his cuffs, with blood hanging from the blade.

"I'm here to help you out!" The visitor tried to open the cell door and found that the reinforced cell door could not be destroyed.

"Please hide on the other side." He waved to little George.

Little George obeyed subconsciously and ducked aside.

Then, the person kicked him on the wall.

Walls collapse.

"Are you sent by Goethe?" Little George emerged from the hole in the wall and asked excitedly.

"Goethe? No" the visitor shook his head: "Master Li Qi sent me here."

"Reach? Reach Clarence! Why?"

Little George believed that the other party should hate him to the core. Thinking with his barren brain, he knew that as long as he did not die, the other party would never be able to legitimately become the king.

"Because Lord Li Qi wants to judge you in public."

"what?!"

Little George's heart twitched, and he turned around and wanted to run away.

But the big hand of the visitor was like an iron clamp, biting his shoulder and lifting him up.

The whole body's stress point was on the shoulder, and the huge pain made little George scream.

The visitor opened a magic scroll, and the light flashed. Little George, who was still shouting, immediately turned into a rabbit, suspended in the air by his ears.

Apart from kicking his legs occasionally to show his struggle, he could do nothing.

He carried the rabbit and strode away, leaving behind corpses all over the ground of the so-called indestructible fortress.

……

This time the Dukes from the four realms gathered together at Hansen Castle.

This place is located in the middle distance between Doune City and Stormwind City. Whether heading south or north from Hanson Castle, it will take at least 20 days to reach the two places.

The lord of the castle is an old baron. There are only two villages that can collect taxes, and the total population of the territory does not exceed 150 people.

It is such a small place, but it has ushered in a scene that is rare to see in a century.

The princes of the four places gathered here.

Baron Hansenberg, who was old and had been kicked by the cold wind early in the morning. His steps were unsteady and he fell into the snowdrift. He was wearing a fur coat and shivering at the gate of the castle.

He had to personally greet the next four big shots at the door.

Each one brought a terrifying force that made Baron Hansenburg tremble. The fully armed warriors from the four realms were divided into four camps, densely occupying the places where they could stay on the snow.