Chapter 286 6.34 Backhand

Ecbert is a very lucky man.

He spent his whole life in the long-lasting "luck".

Before he was born, his biological mother, "Margaret of Dragonfly Island", was not the favorite concubine of the old king. She was not of good birth or appearance in the Wessex Palace.

However, two months after Ecbert was born, an epidemic suddenly broke out in the Wessex Palace.

Nearly half of the concubines, eunuchs and favorites died, including the old king's queen, and the first, second, third and fourth heirs.

When the Kingdom of Wessex rebuilt order from this disaster, the old king was surprised to find that all the surviving princes were either fools or homosexuals, and it seemed that only Ecbert looked like a normal person.

Therefore, Ecbert transformed himself and inherited the griffin family emblem.

He became the crown prince.

His life trajectory was rewritten from then on.

According to the ancient customs inherited from the ancient Roman era, princes need to travel when they come of age at the age of 18. On the one hand, it is to walk out of the palace, get close to the people, and understand what kind of life the mortals in the kingdom live.

On the other hand, it is to temper oneself, imitate the legendary rangers and heroes in the mouths of the wandering poets, and go deep into the uninhabited mountains to complete the legendary adventure.

For the princes of other countries, the trial of adulthood is just a formality. They will choose to stay in luxurious hotels surrounded by servants and guards along the way, treat all the travelers they meet to drinks, and seduce all the young girls along the way.

As for the princes' adventure stories, some of them are rewritten and sung for them by the down-and-out bookmakers and bards. As long as the silver coins are sufficient, they can easily make up a basket of fantasy stories such as "reaching the moon in the sky and catching turtles in the five oceans".

The people outside the city don't need to know the legendary stories of the princes at all, just read them to the young palace girls in the palace.

Anyway, these girls will never walk out of the deep palace in their lives, and they will read whatever the bookmakers write.

However, Ecbert is different.

He was alone with his sword, and what he experienced was a real adventure.

No one knew where he went after leaving the imperial city.

No one knew what he experienced along the way.

Three years later, when he came back, he was followed by seven women in red. The leader was "Iphitos Bloodstain", who was later called the "Red Queen".

As for the origins of these seven people, the generally accepted view in the Kingdom of Wessex was that Prince Ecbert walked into an ancient ruin and awakened seven gods who had survived from ancient times.

Iphitos and the six female warriors behind him who looked exactly the same were all ancient gods who did not belong to human society.

Each of them had the power to destroy the world.

When Ecbert was 21 years old, the mysterious legend passed down by word of mouth was confirmed.

In AD788, the previous King of Kent "Elberret" instructed the "Archbishop of Canterbury" to secretly launch a military coup in "Southampton", the capital of the Kingdom of Wessex, because of serious differences on tariffs.

Under the instigation of the Supreme Preacher, the chief of the imperial guards, "Winsare", and his 3,000 imperial guards suddenly imprisoned the old king and imposed martial law in the capital "Southampton", blocking all military access to the city gates.

That night, Winsare thought that the Wessex royal family, who had no army or soldiers, would be as docile as lambs. However, when the boundless red blood mist drifted out from the imperial city.

He knew he was wrong.

He was very wrong.

In the thick blood mist that was so thick that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face, the 3,000 imperial guards could not see their companions or the enemy.

They could only hear the screams that came one after another through their ears. From the beginning of the killing to the last trembling soldier committing suicide in the blood mist, the whole battle did not even last until the arrival of the next morning.

When the blood mist dissipated, there were only 3,000 skeletons in the palace.

All the flesh and blood tissue attached to the skeletons had evaporated.

After this battle, the old king sighed and announced his abdication. Ecbert, who was only 21 years old, sat on the throne of the king.

He knew that everything he had was inseparable from the "Red Queen" Iphitos found in the ancient city, so wherever he went, he would take these scarlet apostles with him.

"My King"

"I originally thought you were born a lucky person, but I didn't expect that this kid named Loki Starrag was much luckier than me!"

"If we didn't 'happen' to leave the farm when he raided Fisher Farm, I guess this kid would have been wailing in pain under the hands of 'King Lafassar'"

"I have lived for more than 70 years, and I have never seen a mortal who would resist the power of the Bloody Creator

You know, in this starry sky, no group knows how to transform their bodies to adapt to the environment better than the Bloody Creator!"

Iphitos stood in front of the tall porthole, looking at the sky that was gradually turning pale.

"I felt the emergence of the blood mist illusion."

"I even felt the powerful 'God King' of my race trying to travel through time and space to avoid obstacles and forcibly descend on this land!"

"My King!

If I choose to send troops at this time, as long as I can capture Loki, King Lafassar and 'Emperor Huosui' will grant me supreme divine power, and I will even have the qualifications of a divine messenger and serve the God Kings forever!"

Ecbert did not get up from the warm bed. He looked at the soft waistline of Iphitus, and recalled in his mind a meeting with the Viking King "Ivar O'Sullivan" two years ago.

Two years ago, they attended the coming-of-age ceremony of the French Crown Prince "Francois Plantagenet" together. The wealthy Plantagenet family invited all the royal families around the Mediterranean continent. Among them, the one who impressed Ecbert the most was "Ivar O'Sullivan" from the bitter cold land.

In the extremely luxurious Grand Palais in Paris, he wore a silk gown and had a cordial conversation with all the envoys in 7 languages. During the banquet, Ecbert was surprised to find that in the eyes of the princes and nobles of the Western Continent, Ivar's reputation was even far superior to his own, the Lord of Wessex!

Everyone looked at him with a smile, like a cordial old friend who had not seen him for many years.

This incident completely shattered the stereotype of Ivar among the Vikings in the Northland. When thinking about the joint invasion last fall, the three dragon riders seemed to melt into the air, and even the intelligence dealers of the "Zoroastrianism" could not explain how his dragon died.

His intuition told him that both Ivar and Loki should not be underestimated.

At this time, when they broke through the defense line and united the two forces, it would be foolish to send troops to fight against them without authorization. The two Viking lords who were originally at odds would be forced to unite under the invasion of foreign enemies.

And once these two people united,

the consequences would not be solved by the scarlet apostles around him.

"My dear lady." Ecbert turned over and got out of bed, pulling a silk gown and putting it on.

"In the disputes of human society, many times, we don't need to solve the enemies we face ourselves."

"Let one enemy kill another enemy, let our opponents kill each other, and fall into civil strife. This is the correct way for countries to get along with each other."

"So I think it's time for our old friend 'Hummel Blood Pigeon' to appear!"