Chapter 426 Threat

Gabela Di City, the manor of the McDonald family.

A carriage slowly entered this widely covered forest garden. At this time, it was raining, and a lot of rainwater had accumulated on the ground. The wheels drove on the small road paved by the bluestone slab, splashing a burst of water.

The carriage trail across the courtyard and came to the door of this manor's main building. The family owners who served in the Imperial Army had a deep military style of this building. The mansion for living.

As soon as the carriage stopped, a servant rushed out of the rain, holding the wool cloak in his hand, and then opened the door. Marshal McDonald in a knight armor stepped off the carriage, and the servant immediately put the wool cloak on him.

Marshal didn't say a word, walking into the mansion, after entering, it is the main hall. Unlike the external style, the decoration inside is still magnificent, and it is generally the same as other nobles' homes.

As soon as he entered the door, a woman greeted him, unbuttoned him with his own hands and gave it to the maid aside.

"Oh, dear." Marshal McDonald hugged his wife and said with a smile: "Your cold is too unfortunate, otherwise you can welcome me at the palace banquet. There are many handsome handsome guys. "

Marshal Madam gave her husband a white glance, "I just returned and I was unsatisfactory."

Today is the day when Marshal Macdonina returns to the emperor's capital. The emperor Butrifen welcomes him in a grand banquet at the palace.

Because his wife was so loud that he was waiting for him to come back at home, but if he was resting on the newly married Yaner decades ago, the wife would run to the gate of the city to wait for her husband to return.

The lady closer to her husband's ear and whispered: "The prime minister sent someone to the house, and I am still waiting for you now."

Hearing this sentence, McDonald's brows frowned tightly.

"It's really ghost."

He sighed, "Well, I will meet this messenger."

In the study of Marshal, the messenger of the Dias family was led by the servant.

This is a middle -aged man who looks savvy. As soon as he entered the door, he respectfully saluted McDonald.

"Congratulations on returning from victory. Now His Majesty and even the entire empire rely on you."

Marshal waved his hand and motioned him to sit down. Obviously, he was not interested in the messenger. "I'm not a person who likes to bend.

The coming person smiled slightly, "Okay, McDonald's Lord McDonald is indeed staying in the army for so many years, it is really refreshing, then I will say it straight."

He cleared his throat slightly, and continued to say in a gentle tone: "The Prime Minister sent me to ask you to ask you one thing."

The gesture of the messenger is very low.

"After a period of time, Duke Diast will make suggestions to the emperor -the heir to formally establish the throne."

McDonald's pupil shrinks, it turned out to be this.

He deliberately said in an unconcerned tone: "Duke Diaos, as the prime minister, proposed to His Majesty to propose such a thing, it is also possible, you don't need to know me."

The messenger leaned forward. "Of course not that simple. The Duke means that the next emperor of the empire deserves to be His Royal Highness Felix Griffin. I hope that at that time, you can stand up and support him. "

A thunder sounded outside the window, and the light of lightning illuminated the room.

McDonald narrowed his eyes: "The grandson of the Duke?"

The messenger responded with a smile: "His Majesty the emperor and his genuine wife -the eldest son of the queen born."

McDonald said: "His Majesty wants which son to send to the throne is his own affairs. As a minister, we have no right to interfere with the more."

The messenger converged with a smile and refuted: "The words of Marshal are wrong. The matter of the heir of the imperial throne interfere with the fate of the entire empire. The future of countless subjects is pinned on it. How can it be said to be his own business?"

Although the messenger was a little disrespectful to the emperor, McDonald could not refute.

"Even so, why do I support His Royal Highness Felix? My old guys praised His Royal Highness Antonio in this war."

The Gabera Empire did not have the inheritance system of the eldest son in the text, especially for the royal family. Emperor of the past often chose the most talented son he thought as the heir.

The messenger replied slowly: "First of all, His Royal His Royal His Royal Highness is well known. Although the two princes are in the military minor aspects, it is for the governance of a country, especially for a large country like us in Gabela. It is important and the family of His Royal Highness of Felix, the major nobility of the empires headed by the Dias family will stand on his side, do you want the McDonald family to be isolated? "

The old Marshal snorted and asked: "The major aristocrats headed by the Dias family will stand on his side. Is the prime minister so confident? How can this, so where is the royal family, the Griffin family? "

"This ..." The messenger said for a while.

He knew that he was out of words and immediately played the round field: "The Grove family as the royal family is naturally in a transcendent. Well, Lord McDonald, the eyes are boring, and we still talk about it."

The messenger took a breath and said, "The second reason was quoted by the prince's mother -the future of the empire cannot be given to a child from a witch!"

Marshal Macdonald's eyes widened instantly and he shouted: "Be careful! She is a woman recognized by His Majesty."

"Yes, sir." The messenger nodded, "I apologize for my gaffe."

Even so, there was no panic on his face like that time just now.

"Let me put it another way. The future of the empire should not be left in the hands of a son born to a woman of unknown origin."

Macdonald closed his eyes and made no response.

"Lord Macdonald, I have explained the Prime Minister's request to you. So, what are your conditions? I will relay it to him intact. I come with sincerity. As long as your conditions are not particularly excessive, Lord Dias will definitely satisfy you.”

Macdonald still had his eyes closed, recalling in his mind the several conversations that Maester Alves had with him on the way back to the imperial capital, as well as the prophecy that Alves repeatedly mentioned.

There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!

Haha, illusory prophecies, he usually hates these god-like things. Although he has endured the kindness of the previous generation from the second prince, it is not enough to shake the principles he has always adhered to.

As for the eldest prince, he didn't intend to support it.

He opened his eyes and stood up slowly, "I am a soldier of the empire. I fight for the empire. I will be loyal to whoever sits in that position - as long as he is legal. So, please tell the prime minister..."

Bang bang bang! Before the marshal finished speaking, the envoy clapped softly, but the expression on his face seemed to be that he had heard something funny.

The marshal who was interrupted was a little angry and was about to scold the other party when he heard the messenger say:

"Well, Lord MacDonald, Lord Dias actually didn't expect that I could convince you with my words alone."

Then he slowly took out something from his arms.

"Look, what is this?"

It was a dagger with a simple shape and beautiful patterns engraved on it.

However, this dagger made MacDonald's heart thunder.

"You...where did you get it from?"

The messenger's eyes shone with a faint cold light, "Nothing in this country can be hidden from the Dias family."

"Where is he now?"

The old marshal seemed to have turned into an enraged lion, ready to rage at any time.

The messenger returned to his smile, "Don't worry, Lord MacDonald, he is safe now and living very comfortably, and the people you sent to him are also safe. But, should you reconsider your decision?" Woolen cloth?"

"Are you threatening me?"

"No, how dare I threaten a veteran in the army like you? Even if I represent the Dias family. We just want to put some correct options in front of you that may have been ignored by you. Of course, The specific choice is up to you. ”

MacDonald sat down a little slumped, and the messenger waited quietly for his response.

After a period of silence, the old marshal's voice sounded in the room.

"Okay, please reply to the Prime Minister, and I will consider his request carefully."