The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 192 - 137 King’s Man_2

Chapter 192: Chapter 137 King’s Man_2

The environment here isn’t very safe after all, caution is advised.

Over the following period, Rod had been studying the Book of Knowledge.

The study of the Dream Realm script could only depend on oneself. The Book of Knowledge provided the meanings and grammar of every word in the Dream Realm script, as well as its detailed study methods.

But these definitions, grammars, and methods were all in the Dream Realm script.

It’s really damn toxic.

I have to master this language in order to learn it?

If I’ve already mastered it, why bother learning?

Therefore, Rod could only deduce using Ancient Language and estimate its grammar by combining the evolution of the language.

This was an extremely difficult task, but no matter how hard, he had to continue. The Dream Realm was his fundamental reliance, and the segment he was currently researching was the most urgently needed knowledge about the invasion.

He didn’t know how much time had passed.

When Rod returned to the physical world again, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the cell door.

A few seconds later, a burly man with white hair appeared before him.

Wasn’t this White Wolf, right beside Miss Qingyu?

A slight joy arose in Rod’s heart.

They came to rescue me so quickly?

White Wolf looked at him indifferently. The jail guards did not follow, and the cell was empty.

"Rod, why did you kill the Chief Judge?"

A slight shock passed through Rod’s heart.

What do you mean by starting with this question? Do you intend to betray me? Is the seemingly gentle and lovely Miss Qingyu actually a hidden antagonist?

No, that’s unlikely.

Amidst these lightning-fast thoughts, he immediately thought of a possibility and answered, "Why not kill him? His hands are stained with blood, having harmed so many comrades. If the Judgement Court won’t give me justice, then I shall give myself justice."

White Wolf stared at him and said coldly, "Do you know? Such actions are suicidal, the Chief Judge was one of the high-ranking officials of the Kingdom, just a step away from becoming the Chief Judge. Killing the judiciary’s Chief Judge publicly in the hall that symbolizes the Law will be seen as a provocation to the King’s Law; you’re doomed, no one can save you!"

Rod sneered, "You’re really stupid, truly."

White Wolf looked at him unkindly, "What did you say?"

Rod fearlessly met his gaze:

"You should know, a dead man has no value. Gregor is so vile and despicable, I don’t believe he was held in high esteem. Once he dies, all his power and influence will crumble. If you only dig deep into all his secrets, you’ll find evidence that he was a Doomsday believer."

"I killed a Doomsday believer, what crime is there? This is called ’strike first and report later’, taking the initiative; you don’t understand this, you better get lost. Miss Qingyu should be assisted by me; I am the man who could become King."

White Wolf’s entire face turned pale, and he roared, "You still want to be King?"

Rod looked at him with disdain, "You think you’re smart but you’re not. The moment Miss Qingyu ascends to the throne and I become her man, wouldn’t I be the King’s man?"

White Wolf’s expression instantly became very strange, his facial muscles seemed to twist.

"In your dreams!"

He said fiercely, but the twitching muscles spoiled the expression.

"Go home and have your milk, kid!"

Having said that, he immediately turned and left the cell.

Vimier’s joy +53

Humanity +5

Rod raised an eyebrow, somewhat speechless.

Are you all tsundere with sharp tongues? Would it kill you to speak nicely?

As soon as he left Rod’s line of sight, White Wolf’s fierce expression reverted to indifference, but the slightly upturned corner of his mouth indicated his pleasant mood.

"It appears there’s no conspiracy against her here, it must just be this hot-headed kid acting unilaterally."

"Heh, not bad, decisive and ruthless, yet smart and still has a limit; just the right person to assist Qingyu and compensate for her softness."

"Hmm, in that case, I need to start thinking about how to get rid of those ’King’s husbands,’ best to keep it under twenty."

"Hmph, ’the King’s man,’ an interesting phrase indeed, but being the King’s man isn’t so easy."

White Wolf gave a cold laugh and nodded slightly to the warden standing at the door, then quickly left the cell.

——

Inside the cell, as Rod was preparing to sleep, a prison guard hurried over with quick, small steps and handed him a letter with both hands, saying respectfully,

"Mr. Rod, your letter."

Curious, Rod took the letter and saw that the envelope was blank, with neither sender nor recipient listed.

Upon opening it, he found it filled with enticing words, but no names.

The prison guard whispered, "This letter is from Lord Jon."

Rod raised an eyebrow slightly.

Jon?

That greasy middle-aged man?

Another King Candidate, one of Qingyu’s competitors.

Why would he try to win me over? Isn’t Gregor his man?

The prison guard leaned in closer, whispering, "Lord Jon said, if you are willing to join his camp, he can not only ensure your acquittal but also secure your status as Miss Qingyu’s sole legitimate companion."

"Oh." Rod looked at him expressionlessly, "And what’s the cost, Dog Egg?"

The prison guard was confused, "My name isn’t Dog Egg."

"Nobody cares what your name is, tell me the cost."

The prison guard looked a bit deflated but still answered respectfully, "As long as you testify that Miss Qingyu solely orchestrated the Sword Pass incident throughout, he can make it happen."

Rod fell into deep thought.

The prison guard hurriedly added, "Mr. Rod, think it over carefully. You are working for Miss Qingyu only because she promised to make you one of her many companions. But if you help Lord Jon become king, as the King’s right-hand man with a status equivalent to hers, you can become her only legitimate companion. This is something Miss Qingyu cannot possibly achieve, as she is a Guardian, a King Candidate naturally sheltering countless people, and deserves such treatment. If she becomes queen, the number of her companions will not decrease but increase."

Rod snapped out of his thoughts and threw the letter back, "Sorry, I cannot agree."

The prison guard grew anxious, "Why? With your clever mind, it’s impossible for you not to see clearly, everything Miss Qingyu can offer you, Lord Jon can provide too, and even what she can’t, he could."

Rod laughed, "Do you think I’m a fool? On what basis should I trust you? Besides, Miss Qingyu has already agreed to become my only companion."

The expression on the prison guard’s face suddenly became very strange.

"Are you joking again? You’re still a trainee, an aspiring Combatant, not even a formal one; even if Miss Qingyu were insane, neither the Disciplinary Committee nor the Royal City Council Hall would agree."

Rod lied down on his single plank bed, crossed his legs, and said nonchalantly, "Then don’t believe it."

The prison guard’s face turned from pale to flush, but he still said, "Regardless, Lord Jon’s door is always open to you."

He tucked away the letter and left.

Watching his retreating back, Rod fell into deep thought again.

He had originally thought that Jon was very likely the mastermind behind the scenes, even possibly a Doomsday believer.

But now, that seemed unlikely.

Otherwise, he would never bring up this matter again but would instead quickly sever his ties with Gregor and pin everything on a dead man.

A dead man is always the best scapegoat.

Rod had thought through all this before taking any action, the only question was how to kill?

The amulet Qingyu gave him perfectly solved that problem.

Clearly, Qingyu had thought of this too; heroes really do think alike.

But, returning to the matter at hand, Jon not having done so only proved that he simply wanted to use this incident to attack another candidate.

He even believed it was the work of another candidate, just without evidence.

Indeed, why would a candidate want to be a daily traitor, eating dirt?

But them fighting like this benefits Trolian not at all; why wouldn’t the King stop it?

Qingyu mentioned that the King had become more reclusive in recent years; what was he doing?

Playing hide-and-seek with his thousand wives every day?

While he was contemplating this, another prison guard entered.

With a click, he unlocked the cell door and said politely, "Mr. Rod, the Supreme Council requests your presence to meet the King."

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