69novels Chapter 423 The Use of Sir Philip
Chapter 423 The Use of Sir Philip
Allen just stood in front of the window without looking back.
After a while, the crying behind him became quieter until it disappeared.
Tris calmed down again and said in a hoarse voice, "Your Highness, the cause of uncle's death cannot be made public. We need to make a cover."
Allen then turned around.
He looked at Tris's red eyes and lowered his eyebrows guiltily.
But when it comes to matters other than Your Majesty, he has never been an emotional person. Hearing this, he simply said, "That's what I mean too, but maybe you should know His Majesty's situation first."
Tris raised her eyes in surprise and listened to what the other party said,
"There is something wrong with His Majesty's soul, and he is now in a deep sleep."
Tris calmed down for a while.
She knew that His Highness was a wizard and that there was unique magic in the world, but...
soul?
She swallowed and asked, "Your Majesty, can your Majesty still be saved?"
Allen didn't hesitate at all and said decisively, "Help!"
Tris nodded slightly, her eyes became firm, and she said, "Then, Your Highness, we need an 'attack', using royal vehicles and your magic to fake the scene, and then declare to the outside world-"
Her lips moved and she said tremblingly,
"It is claimed that Butler Fran passed away protecting His Majesty, and Your Majesty became..."
She took a careful look at Allen's expression and said, "Vegetative state."
As soon as these words were said, Tris immediately made up for it, "Your Highness, this is really a last resort."
Allen nodded silently, and then said, "Tris, I understand - this is a prank, I'm leaving it to you."
Tris stood up straight with red eyes and said firmly, "Please don't worry!"
Without Butler Fran, she seemed to have matured immediately.
Soon, she endured her grief, asked Allen to temporarily store the coffin in the space, and began to report to Allen in an orderly manner on the major matters that had recently been piled up.
There were not many major events in the Muggle world. Edward left his seal when he left. Every day at 10 a.m., Tris would speak to His Majesty through the magic crystal ball and stamp the documents approved by the King.
Now, His Majesty had an accident just the day before yesterday, and there are only one or two documents piled up to deal with.
Allen looked at it briefly and found that there was nothing wrong with it, and handed it to Tris for her seal.
——They still use the name of His Majesty Edward.
Until that "show" of pretending to be dead and injured is completed, everything in the Muggle world will operate as it should.
The wizarding world is much more troublesome.
Knight Commander and Diana aside, these two are absolute confidants;
Alger's father, Sir Philip, is also well-informed. Even if he knew the inside story, he would not go out and talk nonsense. Or maybe he also wanted to use this to express his position and take a step forward after Allen became the king;
The most troublesome thing is the Prime Minister.
This mascot is quite important in the cabinet, plays an important role in diplomacy, and is an information point that has some connections with the magical world.
Of course, it is undeniable that this Prime Minister is the Fudge of the Muggle world.
——Maybe a little smarter, who knows?
He fainted as soon as he saw the Daily Prophet. After waking up, he walked around No. 10 Downing Street in terror. After finishing the round, he came to Sir Philip in panic and urged the other party to give him a strategy.
Sir Philip originally thought that the Prime Minister was up to something else, and even ate his breakfast slowly before setting off. He was frightened out of his wits when he heard the news.
He immediately contacted his son, the head of the action team of His Highness's off-campus knights, to inquire about His Majesty's situation, and got a conclusion that made him almost faint.
God knows why your majesty suddenly went into trouble!
Who would have thought that something would happen to His Majesty Edward!
Your Majesty is only in his thirties! ! !
Sir Philip headed towards Downing Street in terror, forgetting even his pretentious hat, his hair disheveled in the wind.
He quickly scrolled through the Chancellor's report in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more panicked he became.
On the one hand, he did feel sad for His Majesty. After all, they were regarded as kings and ministers, but it was not necessarily that they were afraid of the next king succeeding to the throne.
After all, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's demeanor is inherited from His Majesty Edward, and is a line of tolerance and gentleness.
But on the other hand...if His Majesty cannot be saved, the funeral and the coronation of the new king will cost at least [-] million pounds!
Two hundred million pounds!
Sir Philip: ...
He was really about to cry. He had finally gotten rid of the pressure of the economic downturn, but he had to spend so much money all of a sudden. They officials had even thought about how to divide the money and water.
This time it’s great, it’s all gone! ! !
He kept a smile and dealt with the media for a while, then got into the Prime Minister's office and sternly asked the Prime Minister to put pressure on the Minister of Magic.
At the same time, he quickly called the palace, expressed his loyalty to Butler Tris, and quickly wrote a letter for his secretary to send to the palace.
After doing all this, Sir Philip breathed a sigh of relief.
He was mentally prepared, handling official duties quietly, and waiting for the palace's call.
So, when he received the call from the palace, he still had time to explain the work arrangements to his deputy, then instruct the driver to warm up the car, not forgetting to meet the Prime Minister, and left Downing Street with an excuse, and then went straight to Windsor. fort.
He selectively ignored the fact that the Prime Minister was not invited.
When Sir Philip was introduced into the living room and saw Alan again, he paused.
The His Highness in front of him clearly behaved in a moderate manner, but rarely smiled. There was almost no gentleness left in his body. His sea-blue eyes were raised calmly, giving him a strong sense of threat.
Philip almost thought he was facing a historical tyrant.
...Did something really happen to His Majesty?
Now, he was really not sure what kind of monarch Allen would be after he succeeded to the throne.
He subconsciously breathed softly, bowed respectfully, sat down as arranged by Butler Tris, and quietly waited for the Crown Prince's instructions.
Allen was quiet for a long time, took a sip of black tea, and said, "Sir Philip, you have always been smart, and you must have heard about the troubles in the wizarding world."
Philip looked at the dull crown prince, smiled, frowned, and responded with a hint of worried concern,
"Your Highness, Your Majesty and Butler Fran..."
Allen lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Sir, Alger is my trusted subordinate, and you are his father. I will not hide these truths from you."
Phillip suddenly felt moved, his nose felt sour, and he actually felt a little real concern.
When he saw the crown prince opposite, he said, "Voldemort caused chaos and caused His Majesty to fall into a deep sleep from which he could not wake up for the time being. The housekeeper also passed away in order to protect me..."
He comforted, "Your Highness, my condolences."
Allen nodded slightly, frowned slightly, and seemed to look at him with a hint of dependence.
"Sir, you are the head of the cabinet, and you also know the significance of the stability of the royal family to the country. I will not lie to you——
"The magical world cannot be exposed to the eyes of ordinary people, but His Majesty's sleep and Grandpa Butler's accident both require an explanation."
Philip rolled his eyes.
He probably knew what His Highness meant, so he said, "At this point, we can only arrange a fake car accident!
"Alger said that there are spells in magic that confuse people's judgment. As long as the royal vehicle is used and your spell is used, the accident of His Majesty and Butler Fran will be justified afterwards!"
Allen nodded, sighed, raised his hand to cover his forehead, and said softly, "I'll leave it to you and Tris to arrange this."
Phillip nodded and said softly, "Okay, Your Highness!"
He stood up, motioned for Tris to go out for discussion, and said "goodbye" softly to Allen.
Allen gently put down his hand and listened to the familiar footsteps beside him.
The gentle knight captain took away the black tea in his hand, handed him a cup of warm milk, then half-knelt at his feet and raised his eyes to look into his eyes.