I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

"Your Majesty!"

Xiao Te couldn't help himself and called out again.

This time, seven or eight members of the Conservative faction stood up and solemnly looked at the Rose King, awaiting his response.

"That's it for today, we'll discuss it tomorrow."

Mansfield said calmly, his gaze deep.

Nickel's old face stiffened, and the rest of the Radical faction immediately fell silent.

With Xiao Te leading the Conservatives, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, smiles spreading on their faces.

"Your Majesty, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Nickel's expression was earnest, and his voice trembled slightly.

The Rose King ignored him, stood up by himself, and left the hall under the protection of the Administrator, heading outside.

Nickel, seeing this, hurriedly rushed after him with the other members of the Radical faction.

The room was quiet for a moment.

Some neutral ministers began to whisper among themselves.

"What's wrong with that old guy Nickel? This meeting was even more agitated than usual, looking at him, it's like he would pick up a gun and go to the battlefield if he were younger by a few decades..."

"I heard it was because his favored second son was exposed in the Empire and was captured and executed as a spy."

"His second son? Galwan? Wasn't he supposed to be doing business at the border?"

"All lies, Nickel had long arranged a back route, letting his second son have relations with a Duke of the Sun Royal Family, purchasing sophisticated weaponry from the Empire in large quantities... Later that Duke died mysteriously, and the Sun Royal Family used this as a pretext to start a war against the Anlong United Kingdom."

"Hiss... So that's how it is, it's no wonder Nickel is so insistent on war."

Xiao Te and the other Conservative ministers exchanged glances.

"The Kingdom must not recklessly be drawn into the battlefield. The Red Apple Church has collapsed, the Wandering Knights are wounded, we should spare no effort to urge His Majesty to rest and recuperate... No matter how chaotic the Empire is, the best choice for us is to watch and wait."

Xiao Te said seriously in a low voice.

The Conservative ministers nodded one after another.

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That night.

Screams rang out from Minister Xiao Te's residence.

When the patrol team arrived at the sound, they only found Xiao Te dressed in nightwear, deceased at his desk for some time.

In his hand, he clutched a revolver tightly, a glaring mark was left on his temple, blood staining the desk and carpet.

On the desk, a blood-stained will recorded Xiao Te's inner journey, expressing guilt towards the Kingdom, guilt towards His Majesty Mansfield's favor, his own powerlessness to prevent the impending war, hoping his death would serve as a warning to others.

"This is murder!"

In the morning's Royal Palace assembly, the Conservative ministers were filled with indignation.

"Minister Xiao Te would never commit suicide! Just yesterday, he repeatedly urged us not to let the Kingdom be drawn into war!"

"Doesn't this exactly confirm the content of his own will?"

Nickel said calmly.

"I deeply understand Minister Xiao Te's ideals and aspirations, but those who evade reality are unfit to relieve His Majesty's worries."

"Nickel! How dare you insult the late esteemed minister?!"

The Conservative ministers stood up, full of anger.

While the Radicals were equally unwilling to back down, they all stood up to confront.

The death of Minister Xiao Te became the center of intense debate, even casting suspicion on the Radicals.

"Could this be the Empire's doing?"

At this moment, a neutral minister spoke in a deep voice.

Everyone fell silent.

"If it is truly as Minister Xiao Te claimed, with the Empire intending to initiate war, then in a sense, assassination is an extremely convenient method... With the leadership lost, our defensive power would be slow to react, making it difficult to resist a sudden invasion."

The minister analyzed.

"Now that the Red Apple Church has collapsed, the Wandering Knights are heavily wounded, we ministers lack protection, while the Generous Council of the Seven Gods Church in the Empire is especially adept at assassination..."

"I propose, starting today, all ministers present should be more vigilant and guard against the Empire's tactics!"

Nickel said sternly.

"Nickel! I warn you not to spread fear! This is definitely your handiwork, pinning the blame on the Empire to create opposing sentiments and start a war!"

The Conservative ministers pointed at Nickel and rebuked.

"Slander!"

The Radicals refuted.

For a moment, the hall of the Rose Palace was in uproar again.

Thud, thud!

The Rose King Mansfield knocked heavily on the table twice.

"Sit down."

Seeing this, everyone quickly calmed down and obediently returned to their seats.

Mansfield's face was expressionless.

He surveyed the room and spoke indifferently:

"Xiao Te's death has been investigated, it was indeed a staged suicide, and in fact, the work of a conspiratorial Transcendent... The killer's skills are not low, and Knight Commander Falkrau personally examined this, stating that the opponent is at least of high rank."

"?!"

The ministers present only felt their scalps tingling and their spines chilling.

"It... it was truly the Empire's doing!"

"An assassin from the Generous Council?!"

They began to feel anxious and nervous, fearing they might be the next target of assassination.

The Rose King looked at the ministers sweating profusely, frowning slightly.

"Do not jump to conclusions. There are still many mysteries in this matter, and it might not necessarily be the Empire's actions, but possibly those with ulterior motives trying to sow discord... Rest assured, the Wandering Knights will operate at full capacity, striving to protect your safety."

Mansfield pondered for a moment.

"Nickel, your proposal from yesterday can be attempted, and you will personally write the list of the delegation, heading to the capital of Shuoli as soon as possible..."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The old man beamed, quickly standing up and saluting the Rose King.

Outside the Rose Palace, the sky was bright.

Through the void, one seemed to see a grassland suspended in the sky.

A man in a gray robe stood under the Golden Sacred Tree, looking up at the black-clad figure on the white Throne, who was leaning on the armrest writing furiously.

Rustle...

The ivory-white pen wrote elegant script on the draft paper.

As the final period closed into a circle, as if Destiny formed a loop, the Gentleman slowly capped the pen.

Click.

"Thank you for willingly being a pawn, Speaker Azjiluo."

The Gentleman took off his hat and spoke to the man in the gray robe below the Throne.

"All is for my King."

Azjiluo maintained a calm expression, took a deep breath, and slowly bowed with his hand on his chest.

"If there are further orders, Your Majesty the King in Azure please command."

Whoa—

Chen Lun flung the draft paper, which landed accurately in Azjiluo's hand.

"Next stop, the capital of Shuoli."

The man in the gray robe glanced over the content of the draft paper, his expression slightly stunned.

He nodded silently, then turned into a shadow and disappeared from the spot.

A gentle breeze stirred.

It blew through the hair of the Gentleman in black attire.

He gazed far into the distance, peering through the void down at the Rose Palace, a smile spreading on his lips.

'Step two...'