lcionline Chapter 1319 Now you'll have to go to a military court.
Chapter 1319 Now you'll have to go to a military court.
The Queen's face was terribly grim, as if covered with a layer of frost.
Bedford stepped forward and said tremblingly.
"Your Majesty, veteran..."
The empress interrupted him and spoke in a loud voice.
"Effective immediately, the title of Duke of Bedford is revoked, the family is expelled from the City of London, and all their properties are confiscated."
These dignitaries all stared wide-eyed in astonishment. What was happening? Her Majesty the Queen had actually taken drastic measures against her godfather's family! Although the Bedford family's wealth had shrunk dramatically over the past few decades, even to the point of being unable to make ends meet...
But even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; they could still make a living by selling some antiques. Now that everything has been confiscated, the Bedford family will likely be reduced to the lowest rung of society.
Bedford was in a terrible predicament. He and his family were not good at business, and they would not have come up with this shameless idea if they were not so desperate for money. Now they had lost both their money and their fortune.
The Empress waved her hand and called out.
"Somebody come!"
At this moment, the Royal Guards ran in from the doorway in squads. After they entered, they quickly surrounded the Marines. Seeing the dark muzzles of their guns, the Marines immediately put down their weapons, knelt on the ground, and covered the backs of their heads.
The Queen was trembling with rage. These special forces members were so useless, not even offering a single act of resistance.
“Nick, you’re just an officer. What right do you have to order your troops around?”
Nick was trembling. What right did he have to order the troops around? He had only bribed them with money.
Da Bao said lazily,
"Shit, you're in deep trouble this time. Your upstairs teammates tried to molest Susanna, but I took them out. Now you'd better think about how you're going to explain this back to the unit. Without a mission, there was a non-combat casualty. Shit, you're going to have to go to a military court this time."
Nick froze, his mind went blank, and suddenly he cried out at Bedford.
"It's all your fault for insisting I bring men. Now look what's happened! I'm going to a military court, I'll be executed, you know that?"
Bedford arrogantly raised his chin.
"So what? You're the one going to a military court, not me. Besides, I have plenty of sons, I don't need another one."
The kind of person he is has no affection for family, only interests. Besides, as he said, he has more than a dozen sons, and Nick is just one of the better ones, not the most favored one.
Ruth stepped forward, lifted her skirt, and bowed to the Queen.
"Your Majesty, please uphold justice for me. My fiancé is going to marry someone else without my permission. This is the greatest insult to me. Please do justice for me."
The Empress sneered.
"Ruth, have you ever seen an earl or duchess who graduated from a convent school? That place only teaches you how to serve God properly, not how to be a respectable duchess."
The Duke of Norfolk wrote to me back then, explaining the reasons for annuling the engagement, and I agreed. I also told your father about it at the time, but he selectively ignored it.
Therefore, your engagement is invalid, Ruth. I was also your godmother, so I advise you to come back to the real world and experience London. Only then can you truly come back to life.
Ruth's face paled even more. She couldn't help but take two steps back, looking at Arthur in despair. But Arthur only cast his affectionate gaze upon Susanna, never glancing at her.
Ruth looked at her father, suddenly filled with hatred, and pointed at the Duke of Bedford, screaming.
"It's all your fault. You ruined my childhood, ruined my marriage, ruined everything."
Bedford spread his arms and roared.
"Your sacrifices are necessary for the future of the family. For the sake of the family, even if it means ruining your childhood, ruining your marriage, or even taking your life, you have to accept it with a smile."
Ruth walked up to Nick, and seeing his pale face, she suddenly hugged him.
"Brother, I'm sorry, maybe we shouldn't have been born into this kind of family."
Before Nick could react, Ruth had already drawn her pistol from his waist, turned around, and fired five shots at the Duke of Bedford. Hearing the gunshots, Da Bao pulled the Queen behind him.
The two guards also blocked Da Bao's way. Duke Bedford, covered in blood, pointed at Ruth and said in a trembling voice.
"You rebellious girl..."
He collapsed to the ground with a thud and never moved again.
The soldiers came to grab Ruth, who smiled bitterly and pressed a pistol against her chin. The Queen waved her hands in surprise and shouted.
"No, no, no, please don't! I, as the Empress, will pardon you."
Ruth laughed and pulled the trigger of her pistol. The bullet pierced her skull, and she fell heavily to the ground.
This all happened so fast; only Da Bao was able to stop her in time, but how could Da Bao possibly stop her? This is karma; she deserves it.
Just then, Xiao Dao rushed in from outside, his eyes fixed on Da Bao and no one else.
"Master, hurry, the mistress is about to give birth."
Da Bao didn't have time to say hello to anyone before he and Xiao Dao ran out quickly.
The Queen looked at Bedford's corpse with a bitter smile, shook her head sadly, hugged Arthur, and then hugged Susanna. She had to hurry back to the palace to issue an order to stop the newspapers from writing nonsense, otherwise, the nobility would lose all face.
After the Queen left, Henry Macmillan and the others gathered around, all sharing the same question: Who was that Asian man? And why was he so close to the Queen?
Arthur shrugged and spread his hands; he really didn't know anything about it.
"All I know is that he was a prince of the previous dynasty of China, surnamed Aisin Gioro. He changed his surname to Qin after the fall of the country. His English name is Charlotte. We are sworn brothers because he saved my life. Without him, I would have died on the glacier and snowfield long ago."
As for his current status, he is a First-Class Duke, personally granted the title by the King of Denmark, and the Honorary Grand Master of the Royal Knights. Also, don't ask me how much money he has, because I don't know, and probably not even he himself.
The dignitaries present were all dumbfounded upon hearing this, never expecting that this Asian man held such a high status—a prince? A duke? The Grand Master of a knightly order?
"Each of these identities is no less than that of anyone present," Susanna said with a smile.
"Also, my cousin Aymu married him. Aymu's mother is Princess Sofia of the French royal family..."