"Your Majesty the Queen," Dick took a deep breath. After a fierce fight, the depression in his heart had been relieved a lot.
"I lack a sense of security. Will the nobles Prince James and Northern Kingdoms really not do anything detrimental to the Order in the future?
I am tired of seeing the heads of my fellow cult members hanging from the gallows and shaking in the wind."
"I can assure you." The queen said solemnly, "Dick, now that Manslayer's army is approaching, we Northern Kingdoms cannot withstand such a torment.
Those nobles... died and their debts were cancelled. This matter was indeed my fault, and I should not have protected them."
"But the families are deeply intertwined and the relationships are complicated. You might think you just killed a few of them, but the reef under this murky water is far more dangerous than it appears.
"To tell you the truth, my health is getting worse and worse. If one day I'm no longer here, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect Witcher Order."
"Your Majesty, thank you."
Dick's eyes were sincere, "You have done a lot for us. I know that after this incident, Northern Kingdoms may no longer have a place for the cult. I have also considered moving the cult."
"You actually have such thoughts?"
Dick nodded slightly.
"Dick, I didn't expect you to be such a reasonable person. But things don't need to be so troublesome." Barbara on the side chuckled and interjected,
"The order does not need to be moved. At that time, as long as seven astrologers draw a phase map on the night of the lunar eclipse, and use the energy stone as a space anchor, the position of the entrance near the order can be moved. Only through a special password can the correct path to the order be found.
"I can help when the time comes, and Vigo will also help."
Vigo not far away nodded slightly.
"What about the prince?" Dick looked at the queen.
Seeing that Dick's attitude had softened, Queen Meve immediately assured:
"From now on, James is no longer a prince. I will tell Northern Kingdoms, abolish all his powers, and imprison him in the palace. What do you think?"
"Sister, how can this be done? If you go out to fight, I will still have to help you handle government affairs!" Prince James protested loudly.
"Someone, take him down."
The queen ignored her brother's protests and gave orders directly to the soldiers at the door.
The soldiers immediately stepped forward to help the prince away.
James suddenly grabbed the armrest of the chair and screamed with his knuckles turning white, "Sister, you can't do this, you can't do this!"
But the voice of Prince James gradually faded away.
Dick's clenched fist fingers finally slowly loosened. This subtle movement was noticed by the queen, and the lines of her shoulders and neck relaxed slightly.
Afterwards, the servants began to clean up the place. The halo cast by the crystal chandelier reflected a strange iridescence on the blood stains, and the water in the copper basin turned into a deep red like wine in an instant.
The queen comforted Dick for a few more words, and then returned to the palace to rest on the grounds of being weak. Before leaving, she ordered her servants to arrange rooms for several demon hunters.
When Xiya was about to say a few more words to Dick, he was forcibly pulled away by Barbara.
Vigo nodded meaningfully to Dick, held the staff, and slowly walked out of the palace.
In a spacious guest room in the palace, three men were sitting around talking.
"Dick, you are really too reckless this time." Vesemir said this, the joy on his face could not be contained.
Geralt on the side nodded expressionlessly. At this time, he... finally got dressed.
"If I don't do this, when will the dead souls of the Order be comforted?
"Do we have to wait until Manslayer is eradicated before we seek revenge on those nobles one by one?
"By then, won't Brownie be hidden even deeper?"
Vesemir's eyes flashed with pleasure, "What a boy! Playing a beheading game under the Queen's nose, this gamble is crazier than the Hell devil!"
Geralt nodded silently again.
"In short, the matter has been resolved satisfactorily. Fortunately, during this period, I have had constant opportunities and my ability has far exceeded that of ordinary people."
"This is not only far superior to ordinary people, I always feel that even among extraordinary people, you are one of the top ones.
"With your current strength and clever use of that weird ability, you can fight one against a hundred, and you can be called an army of one." Vesemir sighed, "It's really Great Inland Lake that the wave behind pushes the wave ahead."
At this time, Geralt finally spoke:
"Vesemir finally told the truth. If your strength were as ordinary as ours, the lives of the three of us would be in danger today.
"It is precisely because you showed such amazing fighting power that the Queen did not punish us.
"If a person's strength is similar to others, he will arouse jealousy; but if his strength far exceeds that of others, others can only look up to him."
"The strength of the two of you is not ordinary." Dick said with a chuckle.
At the same time, he was thinking to himself:
I was indeed a little reckless this time, but as I said just now, the opportunity may only be this one.
He was betting that the Queen would not take revenge on him for killing Brownie and the three nobles.
Fortunately, he made the right bet.
Everyone, including Vesemir's master and apprentice, thought that Dick's strange ability to turn into a clown was extremely powerful.
This is indeed the case, but they don't know that this ability can only be used once a day, and it can only last for three minutes each time.
A wise saying from netizens in previous lives - when you go out, you give yourself your identity.
If Dick is not mentioned, who would know the usage restrictions of [Blood of Madness]?
He used this information gap to hide it from everyone.
From now on, the nobles of Northern Kingdoms will only know that the new grand leader of Witcher Order is a man with a tyrannical character, extraordinary strength, and a man who must avenge his enemies.
When a person is extremely powerful, he will naturally be able to deter those with evil intentions.
And what Dick did to Prince James was actually just incidental.
He already knew:
Everything Prince James did was just to express himself in front of his sister;
In modern terms, he is a giant baby eager to be appreciated.
But why does he still do this?
There is a saying that goes well, if you want to open a window, you must first lift off the entire roof.
He was doing this "lifting off the roof" thing, forcing the Queen to compromise in a way that seemed to threaten Prince James more seriously.
Of course, the Queen's magnanimous character is also an important reason.
Although he offended his nobleman this time,...
In order to redeem the dead souls of the sect, everything is worth it!
He didn't care how the nobles slandered him behind his back. As long as he was strong enough to stop them from having any wrong thoughts about Witcher Order, that was... enough.
"Hey." Vesemir on the side sighed.
Seeing his beloved disciple and the grand leader looking over, he smiled and said:
"For the first time, I feel old. First, Geralt reached the level of master Swordsmanship twenty years ago, and now you..."
He looked at Dick with more appreciation:
"You are already much stronger than me and Geralt. From now on, Witcher Order's future can be rest assured in your hands.
"This way, I can have a good rest." Vesemir rubbed the side of his nose with his index finger like Fragrant Marshal, raising his eyebrows and smiling.
(Tip: Fragrant Marshal is Chu Liuxiang. The signature move is to rub your nose with your fingers when you have rhinitis.)