Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 928 - 217: The King’s Vision_3

Chapter 928: Chapter 217: The King’s Vision_3

"I agree with your view," Liu Zhenhan nodded. The ten-year reign of a king was genuinely absurd. The current Bimon Kingdom saw major families possessing such significant power mainly because of the frequent changes in kingship that left gaps to be exploited. His Majesty Grecke Sal has been king for over twenty years, which is relatively better. Before that, it was unimaginable.

"Richard, although humans are smart and understand the centralization of royal power, they still haven’t completely changed the defect of the nobles’ military recruitment system. I wonder if you have read ’A Brief History of the Medici Dynasty,’ a book about human realms. The Medici family once was a noble family in the Phoenician Empire. After more than a hundred years of development, their private troops in number and quality totally surpassed the army controlled by Phoenician VI. They overthrew the Phoenician dynasty and established the new Medici Empire, which lasted until it was overthrown by the Francisco family two hundred years ago." A wise glint shone in the eyes of His Majesty Grecke Sal. "Do you understand what I mean, Richard?"

"All the mines in the Bimon Kingdom are state-owned. Even if the nobles wanted to recruit a large army, it would not be possible to match the military equipment. Your Majesty, your concerns are unnecessary. Richard and I are both clerics. Although we have signed agreements with the Shalba family of Dorott Duchy to open arms shops, we will absolutely not have any ulterior motives." Helen immediately stood up and spoke to His Majesty in the most solemn tone, "Your Majesty, please judge us by the same standards you use for Lord Mourinho, because we are also Bimon!"

"I trust you, child," the King laughed heartily, waving for Helen to sit down. "It’s mainly because your Crown Thorns Armor is indeed too sensational. In fact, leading a rebellion is not an easy task. If everyone’s life is stable, even if you recruited enough soldiers, it’s unlikely that anyone would follow you. If the commoners’ lives are hard, then such a rotten dynasty deserves to be overthrown."

"Your Majesty seems very open to it," Liu Zhenhan said, somewhat surprised. He hadn’t expected the king to be so magnanimous.

"Rebellion in the Bimon Kingdom is impossible. At most, there will be new rising noble powers trying to mingle into the kingdom’s ruling class. Once this force is large enough, it’s entirely possible to achieve their goal," His Majesty said seriously to Liu Zhenhan. "I summoned the two of you alone not just to confer honors but to advise you both to stay away from all sorts of strife. Don’t think I’m exaggerating. Historically, many newcomers like you, because of their outstanding strength, whether intentionally or unintentionally, got involved with the high echelons of power. Do you know what their end was?"

"For example, Plutini, right, Your Majesty?" Liu Zhenhan’s gaze met straight with the King.

"Being powerful is one thing, but riding the tides in the political whirlpool is another; it’s easy for well-established, influential nobles with connections everywhere to completely ruin a newcomer or make them disappear. Pay attention to my words, I said ruin, not necessarily defeat!" His Majesty Grecke Sal leaned forward, not answering the direct question, but just stared at Old Liu: "There are many ways to make others drop out of the game circle. Richard, although you possess a superior magical beast as a shaman, that doesn’t grant you any political advantage. You seem to be proficient in using brute force. If you involve yourself in politics through violence and crudeness, the old guards would be glad they face such a foolish opponent."

"I have never intended to get involved in your circle," Liu Zhenhan was both amused and disbelieving; he had absolutely no interest in power. The Andulan elders managed everything for him, even a piece of jade. If he were given a nation, Old Liu felt that the only thing he might do was one thing.

"In the current kingdom, any slightly established low-ranking nobles inevitably have to join a side, which is a very reluctant choice. I know you can’t help it," the King smiled slightly. "Seeing that you even dare to confront Pope Ni directly, I knew you were a complete fool. If it wasn’t for your foolishness, I might not have summoned you alone today. Having the Queen adopt Helen as her heir has already sufficiently balanced the relationship," he explained.

"It seems I have already offended all the nobles I should have, including Chief Elder Quentin, Pope Ni, and Prince Richard," Liu Zhenhan said indifferently. "Your Majesty, logically, since I have had a conflict with your son, Prince Richard, you should not have had to remind me today. What is the reason for this...?"

"How can a sapling grow into a towering tree without weathering storms? How can a young person develop into a pillar of the country without facing some setbacks?" the King smiled faintly. "You and Richard are just two kids fighting; just because a child lost a fight doesn’t mean his father needs to help him fight back. Without a lesson, how will he ever learn there are bigger mountains beyond his own, and people beyond himself?"