However, that was the end of it. Because the entire Arabastan was in a state of drought, and it had even lasted for a year, the cities outside of the king's city and Rainland had almost not sold much.
Velcius knew that if he wanted to continue to become stronger, then removing the obstacle of Krokdal would be his top priority. The rebel army had to be dealt with as soon as possible. Otherwise, if a large-scale war really broke out, who would he sell his phone to if there were too many casualties?
Bale reported to the calm Versis with a trembling voice. He never dreamed that he would get such a shocking profit.
Arabastan's taxes were extremely low, and it was difficult to manage them. They could only rely on fixed shops and the scarce taxes of farmers in the desert country to maintain the country. The annual tax revenue of the entire country was only 10 billion Bailey, but just maintaining a regular army of 600,000 people had almost used up all the tax revenue. Adding on other expenses, there was almost no surplus. Sometimes, they even had to rely on the royal family's savings to subsidize the country.
However, William had earned 1.5 billion Bailey in just over a month!
"Gulp!"
Bale swallowed his saliva and expressed his surprise.
However, Versis didn't feel much. Compared to Earth in the 21st century, the material resources here were pitifully scarce. No matter how rich he was, it didn't matter.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Your Highness, His Majesty the King invites you over.”
Verses was surprised. Ever since he had transmigrated, his father had never summoned him. They had never even had a proper conversation. He had even talked to Vivian more than he did. Why did he suddenly call him?
"Your Highness?"
Bale reminded him when he saw the silent Verses.
Versis nodded and stopped thinking. He put on his cloak and walked out with Bale.
Entering the main palace, the place was empty. Even Ikalim was not there. The ministers were also running around because of the drought. The entire palace could be said to be half an empty shell. Only Kobra was left to guard the place.
Corbra, who was a little haggard and silent, sat on the throne. Beside him was the queen's seat that no one had sat on for more than a decade. He silently stroked the seat beside him and looked down at Versis, who was greeting him.
"Child, if I entrust this country to you, can you promise me that you will always treat it well?”
he asked.
Vilsis was stunned. It was already shocking enough that he was a prince after transmigrating, and now he was going to be a king?
There was no such identity in the original novel. At that time, Princess Weiwei was too young and was a woman. Cobra had no choice at all. However, because of him, Cobra in this world made a second choice.
"What do you want to do?" he asked Cobra.
"Answer me." Cobra continued to ask.
Versis was stunned by his seriousness. After all, he was the king of a country. Even if he did not have any strength, his status of ruling hundreds of millions of people still cultivated a strong spirit.
"I'm willing." Therefore, Vercius answered seriously.
There wasn't the usual psychopath---when a strong person wanted to pass on the inheritance to the protagonist or give some benefits to the protagonist, the protagonist would usually show disdain and refuse.
He was already the prince of Arabastan. It was natural for him to become the king of Arabastan. He had responsibilities and obligations. After all, he had such an identity. Moreover, even if he refused, the outcome would probably not change.
"Then from today onwards, from this moment onwards, you will be the new King of Arabastan!”
What?
Corbra stood up and slowly took off the crown on his head.
Versus was stunned. You…what are you doing?？
Bale was also shocked.
You may be willing…but you're not old yet.
There was no coronation ceremony, no oath of allegiance from the ministers, no witness from the people, no announcement, and no other notice. How could he just casually say that he was giving up the throne?
This wasn't a meditation…but…
At the thought of this, Vilcius looked at Cobra. At this moment, the old king's face was indescribably pale, but his eyes were filled with wisdom and trust that he had never seen since Vilcius transmigrated.
This was definitely not the expression of the king who had reprimanded him at the beginning. Or rather, the king's reprimand of Vilcius from the beginning was just a form of protection. It was even possible that he was completely aware of all of Krogdal's schemes!
"Why?" Will asked.
" Anything that tries to stop the war by shedding blood will only cause more blood to be shed. Child, I must stop the rebels and prove the innocence of the royal family to them. No matter how many methods you have, or even if you can obtain the help of a general, please remember that this is my final request and resolution as a king. The people cannot bleed anymore.”Cobra said in a deep voice.
Therefore, Will understood that Cobra was using him as a hostage to prove to the rebels that he did not use dancing powder in the capital! Even if the rebel army was ten times more of a bastard, they wouldn't really do anything to Cobra in such a situation. They might even treat him with courtesy, but it was definitely possible to detain him.
Vercius 'originally relaxed mood was unusually heavy at this moment. It was also the first time he felt the cruelty of reality since he transmigrated. He temporarily put down so many childish thoughts.
"Understood, Father."
he said.
Only this voice sounded serious.
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After a night of heavy rain, outside the streets of Alba, the capital of Arabastan.
Vivian was wearing a white robe with big sleeves. Her long blue hair was slightly wet. She wiped the sweat off her forehead and let out a long sigh. It was really hard to sneak out. Damn her brother, he made the palace guards become stricter!
Thinking of this, she pouted and hesitated for a moment before choosing the direction of the long street.
A loyal duck ran over from afar and followed her. It was her pet, Fast Runner, a giant duck unique to Arabastan. It could carry people and was as fast as a horse. It could also walk freely in the desert. Vivian had sneaked out, and although she was fast, she could go straight to the palace gate.
After walking for a few minutes, it began to rain heavily again. Vivian had to grit her teeth and move forward. She spent a lot of effort to buy an exquisite golden pocket watch from a shop on the street. It was said to be a treasure from a distant eastern country and was made of many precious metals and gems.
However, the naive Vivian did not know that it was just an ordinary watch.
She happily rode the watch back to the palace. She stumbled a few steps and accidentally fell to the ground. Her body was covered in mud and her face was stained with mud. She did not mind all this, but she still said it.
"It's all Big Brother Bastard's fault! It's my birthday…"
However, when she entered the palace excitedly, she found that there was no one outside the palace. There seemed to be no servants in the inner palace. Although there were not many people left in the palace because of the drought and the problem of settling the people, it should not be to this extent.
Puzzled, she walked into the palace until she reached the main palace. She saw the servants and the remaining soldiers standing inside and outside the palace with complicated expressions. Before she stepped in, she saw that the person sitting on the highest throne was not her father, Cobra…but that bastard big brother!
At this moment, his voice could be heard faintly.
"His Majesty the King is willing to take responsibility for not taking good care of the people and step down from his position as king. He will personally go to the rebel army headquarters to negotiate with the rebels. From today onwards, I, Versis Naferutari, will be the new king of Arabastan!”
Vivian's pupils constricted as if she could no longer hear anything. She was trembling.
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