Chapter 1755 [Bonus chapter]Henry's Final Action!

Who can do it?

Some of them have 20 years to serve. And after 35 years, they must still stay in Baymard for AT LEAST 15 years, where they will be watched like hawks ensuring they didn't go astray.

Thinking about it... isn't that 50 years in Baymard?

Of course, on good behavior, their 35 years could get reduced to 20.

But so what?

F***k it!

They didn't want to live like that in the outside world.

How can they be kings here but leave to be ordinary gardeners and community service workers outside?

BAH!

They reject such a future for themselves.

It's because of this that many secretly didn't want to leave prison.

You will be surprised how fast the years go by when you're here.

So isn't it alright?

Anyway, once in Baymardian prison, escape seemed impossible.

There Ulrich's mother was, trying to use her wealth in getting her son out. And poor Ezenia was still thinking she had some value in the woman's heart.

Dammit! Dammit!

It shouldn't be like this!

With bloodshot eyes, Ezenia's hatred grew to even higher heights the longer she struggled to break free.

"You b.l.o.o.d.y, good for nothing, son of a b**ch!... Do you think you truly deserve to sit on that throne?"

Ezenia Unleashed her thoughts.

"Yes! I said it! You are a waste, birthed from a useless wh.o.r.e you call mother! How dare you feel yourself worthy of the throne? It should be Ulrich! It should be Ulrich on the throne!"

"You coward! Let my granddaughter go and face me like a man!"

"Grandfather! Grandfather! Save me! Save me!"

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Watching Ezenia getting dragged out, Henry said nothing.

His face remained unchanged as though he hadn't heard the many insults hurled at him.

Why get upset with a loser?

In war, there was always a victor and a loser. He won. So why give the loser any satisfaction?

Watching the duo display their so-called affection, he looked at the show with relish, finding it amazing how blind each side was.

A grandfather blind to see his granddaughter didn't care for him, and a granddaughter who was also blinded by her love for his half-brother.

She was so blinded that she didn't care about anything else in her life.

The day she wakes up to realize how foolish she has been, perhaps she would have already chilled her grandfather's feelings for her.

Though Henry felt he should give her credit for being a faithful woman to her man... he would describe Ulrich's feelings for her t as barely pa.s.sable.

Overlooking the vast inner courtyard facing the Palace walls, Henry stared at the Baymardians dragging the struggling Ezenia into the fortified prison vehicle.

Time to go.

Vrmmmmm~

The vehicles left without a moment to spare, making the stone hanging in Henry's heart drop.

"Finally gone," Henry murmured to himself, slowly turning his attention to Alpantio and the guards keeping him in place.

"Take him to Draymon Tower for further investigations!"

Everyone inwardly chuckled, stepping forward in a stern but relaxed manner.

"Your wish is our command, your Majesty!"

"You---"

Before Alpantio could speak further, the guards threw a sickness in his mouth and bundled him away in big strides.

"_" Alpantio.

Who can tell him how things have gotten to this level? Again, he was questioning how unfair the world was.

Finally, with Ezenia s.h.i.+pped to Baymard and her old man being taken care of by his people, Henry couldn't help smiling stupidly.

'I did it!... It's finally done! I can focus on aircraft deliveries!'

Very quickly, Henry rushed back to his office, knowing he had another appointed meeting to attend a few hours from now.

Sure, everyone wants to sit on the throne. But if they were truly doing their jobs right, they would know that as a monarch, he, Henry Tudor, had little to no time for himself.

He was always signing papers, lookinovef new policies, tackling security and crime issues, tackling employment issues, opening up new industries and so on.

He had a s.h.i.+t load of things to do, so don't think he would be free just he had Ezenia's matter to handle publicly.

The moment he stepped out of the palace walls, his secretary, Alberto, was already waiting for him in a carriage surrounded by several of Alberto's guards.

Make no mistake.

Alberto himself was extremely strong, with high martial arts skills.

But even so, he must have guarded around him to ensure his safety since as Henry's secretary, he knew too much on Deiferus's matters.

Those in higher positions trusted by Henry, were given far more public guards and shadow guards too.

The carriage below was uniquely designed only for palace purposes alone.

This carriage was never to leave the palace, allowing Henry to drive around the ma.s.sive palace as much as he wanted.

Its real purpose, of course, wasn't for entertainment, but for business. Hence the foldable wall table in Henry's front.

How to say it?

One side of the carriage had normal cus.h.i.+on benches, which was the side Henry and Alberto sat on.

On the other side, was of course a small but sizable built-in station that held things like books and other TV appliances like remote controls.

And locked in a forced position on top of the built-in station was the TV. But this wasn't all.

To its right was an open s.p.a.ce which many might think was just a s.p.a.ce giving even more leg s.p.a.ce to the pa.s.sengers. But that would be wrong.

It was a foldable wall table inspired by Baymard's many designs.

If one is on a train, the table tray would be on the back of the front seat.

There, one could take down the foldable tray and place their drinks on it.

But in this carriage, the table was quite large and long, occupying 2/3 of the s.p.a.ce in front of Henry.

There, Alberto placed several doc.u.ments on the table with a calm but respectable look on his face.

Soon, Henry found himself absorbed in his work, with Alberto aiding him through from time to time.

And just like that, peace reigned in his heart... However... he wasn't the only one feeling calm.