novelraw Chapter 308 Crowned King
Chapter 308 Crowned King
Chapter 308 Crowned King
Ashes is very satisfied, and so are the officials from various countries.
Seeing the truckloads of Zhenjin drive out, their faces were almost bursting with laughter.
And the huge amount of vibrating gold equipment under the palace made them overjoyed, and they almost hugged Ashes and kissed them without excitement.
However, if some people are satisfied, some people must be dissatisfied.Some people love Ashes to death, while others hate Ashes and wish to eat his flesh and blood.
Take the nobles of Wakanda, for example.
They fell from heaven to hell overnight, watching Zhenjin, which represented wealth, being pulled away by a car, their hearts were so distressed that they almost bleed!
This pain made them go crazy, directly causing Ashes to encounter sixteen assassinations in one day, but obviously, it was impossible for an opponent that even Odin couldn't handle to be injured by a few emaciated civilians.
So the nobles were desperate and began to become numb.Instead, the civilians gradually became alive from their initial numbness.
Because they witnessed with their own eyes that cart after cart of gold and silver treasures were transported out of the palace, and everything on them was something they could never get in their lifetime.
Is our royal family so rich?
Then why do we still live in poverty?
As long as they are willing to break off a corner of those gold and silver utensils, or cut off half of the pearls on those jewelry, it is enough for us to prepare enough fodder for the animals, and a new piece of cowhide for the dilapidated tent!
In that way, we can also store enough potatoes and corn to live a comfortable winter!
So why?
New information leads to thinking, and thinking pushes back the numbness, bringing the mind back to life.
"It's the invaders! It's the invaders who took everything" The phrase caught on at the behest of the Wakanda nobles, and people started spitting and throwing stones at Ash's camp.
"Don't stop those people?" Wesker asked.
"It's not necessary." Ashes didn't care: "They are right, we are indeed invaders."
"It's true that we are the invaders, but it's not everything we took away." Mr. Norman walked in and said.
"We didn't take everything away, but we took away a lot." Ashes shook his head and said, "No matter how beautiful the decoration is, this is an unchangeable fact."
"Is it okay to be hated because of it?"
"I've long been used to being hated by others." Ashes said, "Although it's a pity, I'm bound to get the vibration gold. If Wakanda doesn't give it to me, then I'll grab it! As for what they think of me, I don't care, because I have the necessary money." Mission to be accomplished!"
"Admirable!" Mr. Norman changed his voice after speaking: "But it's also sad."
"There is nothing to be sad about. I chose this path, and I will work hard to go on, that's all." Ashes said with a smile: "The matter of Wakanda is settled, let's go back to New York, the real battle is still there Waiting for us!"
"Yes!" Mr. Norman and Wesker looked at each other, and said to Ashes seriously: "We will always follow you!"
"Ah, thank you very much!" Ashes said, "Let's work together for our future!"
On the other side, the palace of Wakanda.
The panther stood at the door for a while, trying not to look so depressed, then pushed the door open and said to the old king, "Father, they are leaving."
"The devil is gone too?"
"If you're talking about Ashes... yes, that's right, he's gone too."
"Great, that demon is gone at last." Said the old king burst into tears, and began to cry: "But he also took away all our hopes!"
Black Panther felt speechless.
It was the first time he saw his father cry, but he couldn't tell why his father was crying.
For the stolen vibranium?For the shattering of the dream of immortality?Or for the mother who was being taken to the International Court of Justice?
Hei Panther was surprised to find that the people were not included in his guess.
why?
Probably because people's lives remain the same no matter whether there is looting or not!
Are we really doing it wrong?
If we don't impose restrictions on the people, guard against them everywhere, and make them rich, smart, and strong, is it possible to win this war?
Black Panther doesn't know the answer to that.
Not because he couldn't speculate, but because he didn't dare to think about it.
"Don't worry, father, it will get better." The black panther comforted the old king and said, "As long as we work together, Wakanda will definitely rise again! After all, our ancestors also started from scratch step by step, bringing Wakanda to life." Da established it!"
The old king raised his head, his eyes filled with relief.
"T'Challa, you are a born king. On the day you were born, the entire African savannah was calling your name!" The old king grabbed the panther's hand and said, "The greatest achievement in my life is to have someone like you A wonderful son!"
"No, father." Panther said modestly, "I still have a lot to learn."
"But there is not enough time for you to study." The old king said seriously: "This country needs you, and you must take on the responsibility of the king!"
Black Panther was taken aback and said, "But you are the king. I am willing to share some work, but I never thought of replacing you."
"I'm not worthy to be king!" said the old king. "Wakanda has suffered such a catastrophe. There must be someone to take responsibility, and I am the best candidate!"
Seeing that the black panther's face tightened and he wanted to refute, the old king took the first step and said: "Don't interrupt me, let me continue. Although I have never been out, I can guess the situation outside. Guys from other clans must I'm about to make a move, but even if I don't take the initiative to stand up, they will break into the palace and pull me off the throne with their own hands, after all, they have been thinking about this chair for thousands of years!"
"But!" The old king grabbed the panther's hand so hard that the panther felt a bit of pain.The old king stared and said: "However, the throne of Wakanda can only belong to the Black Panther clan. This is the honor that the ancestors of the clan have won with their lives. No one can shake it! Promise me, T'Challa, take the throne As the king, let the glory of the Black Panther clan be passed down from generation to generation!"
"Glory is everything to me, and I will do my best to defend it!" After the Black Panther finished speaking, he said in a difficult way: "But there is a lot of pressure from the outside world, and other clans are aggressive. I am too young to have enough Prestige suppresses them!"
"Prestige is not enough, then gain it!" The old king put the black panther's hand on his chest, and said, "Do you feel the beating of your heart? Crush it, and it will make you brilliant!"
Panther was stunned: "Father, what are you talking about?"
"I said, kill me!" The old king said seriously: "Someone must be responsible for the disaster in Wakanda, and that is me. I am a sinner, and the person who punished me is the hero of Wakanda. This credit cannot be given To others, only to you!"
"But, but!" Panther said tremblingly, "You are my father!"
"I am still the king of Wakanda, and you will be the next king!" The old king said while grabbing the Panther by the collar, "This country is riddled with holes and cannot withstand a civil war! Abandon Naive and pedantic, T'Challa, it's time for you to sacrifice for this country!"
The panther shuddered again, but his body miraculously calmed down.
He asked with difficulty: "Is there no other way?"
"This is the best way to gain prestige quickly." The old king sighed and said, "Killing the king, killing the father may be treasonous in the outside world, but it is indeed an awe-inspiring feat in Wakanda. After all Our people are primitive and backward, and they are fearful of power and not afraid of morality. Instead of showing them kindness, it is better to show them cruelty, so as to make them surrender!"
"So, you know what's been wrong with Wakanda too? We've been doing it wrong all along?" Black Panther asked.
The old king did not answer, but shook his head and said: "My answer is not important, what is important is your answer. T'Challa, you are the future king of this country! Now, choose! Let this country Falling into civil war again, still take responsibility and change this country!"
The panther looked at the old king.
The old king also looked at the panther.
Suddenly, he trembled all over, looked down, and saw that the black panther's hands had been covered with vibrating gold battle clothes, and the front claws were deeply piercing his chest.
The blood flowed down, but the old king smiled.
He stroked the panther's face and said, "Today, my life will come to an end, and you will be crowned king!"
Three days later, the Black Panther became the new king of Wakanda under the witness of other clan leaders and citizens.
When he returned to the bedroom after the coronation ceremony, he found someone waiting for him.
"Who are you?" Black Panther asked warily.
"My name is Steve Rogers." The visitor said, "I have a more familiar name, Captain America!"
"The Avengers, S.H.I.E.L.D.? I don't remember any friendship with you." Black Panther said, "And hasn't S.H.I.E.L.D. disbanded yet?"
"Not yet, but most of the personnel have gone their separate ways."
"It's so pitiful." Black Panther asked, "Then what's the matter with the famous Captain America coming to me?"
"I want you to join my team."
"The Avengers?"
"No." Captain America said, "It's the new Hydra."
(End of this chapter)