Lester Faro brought only three men to meet King Faro, namely his wife, Ida Faro, the second daughter of King Faro, his lieutenant Ivanlin, and the shadow of the former Black Flag.

On the way to meet the king of Faro, Lester took his sword and cut off the heads of one of the guards, and the other three did nothing else from beginning to end, but followed Lester all the way forward.

Most of these guards were sturdy old men over half a hundred years old, who had sworn allegiance to King Faro decades ago, and even now, when the city was deserted, they were doing their duty at the end, swords clenching and swinging at their opponents.

In the blink of an eye, the last of King Faro's bodyguards was also pierced through the chest and fell in front of the throne.

On the throne, King Faro was sitting with his eyes closed, his head in a fist in one hand, and a sword with a golden hilt standing at his feet, looking so calm that he could hear the footsteps of Lester Faro.

"'Whoever has the power of a king, he can succeed you as king', I hope you will also recognize the tradition of King Rick", Lester slowly walked towards King Faro, waved his hand, splashed the blood on the floor of his sword, and then pointed the tip of his sword at King Faro with his eyes closed, "Draw your sword!

King Faro didn't make any moves, didn't even open his eyes, just as Lester was about to put down his sword in disappointment, King Faro burst out laughing, unlike before, this time King Faro's laughter was no longer haughty and arrogant, indescribable bitterness mixed with it, after a few seconds, the laughter stopped, and King Faro spoke: "That tradition has long ceased to exist, and what is the power of a king, but it is only King Rick who instills some words of hope in me when I am young and ignorant." "

"So, I just have to kill you to become king?".

"As I said earlier, you are too narrow-minded and incapable to become a king. "

Aida Faro then stepped forward, stood beside Leist, and said to his father, "Father, give the throne to Leist." "

"Ada, you're too... Why", King Faro opened his eyes suddenly, and when he saw that in front of him was his favorite second daughter, he immediately went limp, and leaned weakly on the throne, "Do you want to scold me like Jenfer, so as to deny me? But why, even you..."

"Because what you have been doing has been so disappointing, father, the advice of countless people has been ignored by you, you have shielded that group of nobles, helped them plunder and enslave, you have changed, from that incident, or before that, I don't know, you have changed from a high-spirited and desirable king to a coward, even if you are the most favored daughter, I must prove you wrong. "

King Faro smiled bitterly, he did not understand why things had come to this point, and he could not understand the purpose of Lester, and suddenly, as if he had gone mad, he cried out madly: "Why! Ada, I love you so much, I have given you all the love that I should give to Jane! you have to stand with these arrogant fellows and deny me! And you! Rest, I have given you rights and honors!Why do you betray me!".

Lester lowered his head, put away his sword, and said: "It is true that you have given us honor and made my soldiers fight for it, but this illusory thing is too insignificant compared to the responsibility imposed on us, we have gone on horseback to kill the enemy, and we have sacrificed constantly to defend the country and the people, we do not ask for respect and love, but what you have done has disappointed us too much. "

King Faro was mad, and he sprang up from his throne in a madness, holding his head in his hands and laughing wildly, muttering, "It's not my fault, it's Naza's fault, it's your fault, it's your choice of me..."

Seeing King Faro's appearance, Lester also lost his will to fight, and he understood that King Faro could no longer listen to other people's words at this time, so his next words could only be to himself.

"Have you ever heard of a saying, my king, that good men are dead, and it is this phrase that I have heard most from my soldiers over the years, that we defend our frontiers and fight our enemies, only to come back and watch these people who live in ease gradually decay and degenerate.

I've seen men who have made excellent statements and sacrificed their wives and daughters to curry favor with their soldiers, women of good families who steal all their money and sell themselves in the army in order to cling to their soldiers, and a group of people who call my soldiers for being bitch-bitches just because of a bowl of rice, but the most I have seen are people who are scared away by a group of thieves with axes, and then my soldiers die because of their weakness.

I kept thinking about whether the soldiers' deaths were worth it to protect these people, and I kept telling myself that it was worth it, telling the soldiers that the honor they needed to sacrifice was worth it, that I was a bastard, that I was deceiving myself, that I was paralyzing myself, that I was going to avoid the responsibility of their deaths, and why didn't I notice it? "

Lester glared at the insane King Faro, and the murderous aura in his eyes frightened King Faro into a motionless position, and then, Leist's eyes widened, and he threatened with great anger, "Give me the throne, Faro!"

"Another red-eyed mortal for power", King Faro's mockery resounded throughout the hall, he pointed at Leste, and suddenly lowered it, and suddenly shook his arms like a bird flapping its wings, and his eyes were fixed on the top of his head, and he laughed as he said, "Do you think you are some special person? No, you are only a mortal, and mortals cannot defeat the Chosen One!"

After hearing the word 'Chosen One', Lester laughed self-deprecatingly, he admitted that he was not the Chosen One, and he also admitted that his abilities had limits, but at this moment, all he could think of were the soldiers who entrusted their lives to him, who would fight a battle to the death under their leadership, and he had to take responsibility, and at the same time he had to find a way to keep them alive.

For them, Lester began to take the oath.

"The standard of good and bad is determined by others, and I have determined to take this narrow road, so that my dead soldiers will not be insulted by cowardly and despicable people, and that I am the only one who is full of stigma, and even if they are laughed at by everyone, I will let them bathe in glory and live until the day when this war is over. "

Hearing this declaration and seeing Lester's appearance at this moment, a figure unconsciously appeared in King Faro's mind, and that figure made him feel very disgusted, and shame and shame completely hit his brain.

At this moment, King Faro really went crazy.

"You bastards! You are all bastards! It's your fault, it's your fault, it's the fault of the people who pushed me to this place, I don't want to be this king! Have you ever asked me! You can find any one person, even a beggar on the side of the road, but why did you choose me? Why impose this damn fate on me, Naza! You won the battle against me, drove me to the north, and then within a few years said that you were going to die, called me back here, and forcibly gave me this broken throne, and you were the same! How happy you were that King Nazar went down, and I came up, but I was not the chosen one, I did not have the ability to let the wheat stalks that had been burned by the flames grow wheat stalks in an instant, and King Nazar had them, so he was the king! Emel had them! He was the chosen one! Not me!".

King Faro swayed aimlessly, and one of them accidentally fell from his throne, his head broken and bleeding, and he lay motionless on the ground, muttering something that no one else could understand.

Lester went to the throne, took up the sword with the golden hilt, went to King Faro again, put the sword into his hand, and said, "Hold on to your sword, at least for now as a king." "

The moment he touched the sword, King Faro, as if frightened by something, suddenly sat up, and kept stepping back, saying in horror: "I don't want to take the sword anymore, I don't want to take the sword anymore..."

Disappointed, Lester did not try to make Faro die as a king, but drew his sword and stabbed him tremblingly.

"It would be nice if the last thing I saw was you in the past. "

Rest's sword pierced King Faro's chest, and when he pulled it out, the sword was already stained with King Faro's blood, and he watched King Faro fall to the ground, and then left with Ivan Lin and Shadowhead without looking back.

In the blink of an eye, only Ida was left in the hall, and she held her father's body in her arms, weeping, listening to his last words, but those last words were only one sentence that kept repeating.

"Why am I not the chosen one..."

At this time, the Restster army that had been searching for Moreliano had been assembled, and this operation could be said to be due to the fact that Jeanfer Faro had seized the opportunity and they had found nothing, so the morale of the soldiers was very low, but they did not show it in their faces, because the iron law of the Restal army was not to show weakness.

Lester Faro stepped up to the platform and faced the soldiers, who had not disrupted the formation even if they had found nothing, and said: "I have tarnished your dignity and honour and the dignity of the dead soldiers, and I apologize to you, even if this apology is not enough to compensate for your disappointment in me. "

As he spoke, Lester Faro bowed down and apologized to the soldiers, and it took dozens of seconds before he got back to his feet, and then, drawing his blood-stained sword, holding it high above his head, to boost the morale of the soldiers for the upcoming battle.

"We are engaged in a war that has never been fought before! In the final analysis, this is not a war at all! It is only a one-sided battle between the strong and the weak! My wish for you is only that you live! Survive! Live until the end of this war! No matter what means are used! No matter how despicable the means! You can all be said to be my orders! Let the people of the future laugh at only one rest! You who should be glorious should not be laughed at by anyone!

Shake it, shout it, fight it!

Let us win this war!

"The glory of the Lester Army lives on forever!".

April

26, 1190 in the Akebose calendar

The age of the Law, which lasted for thirty years, ended, and the age of resistance began.

From this moment on, all the hypocritical additions attached to the simple reality no longer exist, and only the blood-soaked people struggle to survive in purgatory.

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