C13 The Name of the Devil

Today in Jerusalem City, just as the morning chill faded, it suddenly became noisy.

The army gathered in groups and passed through Jerusalem City, shouting loudly.

"Close the door, all of you close the door!"

"You are not allowed to sell anything! All of you withdraw, all withdraw!"

Those citizens who opened their windows and sold their own pottery or toys were chased out by the soldiers to close the windows. Those who sold things from outside Jerusalem were also forced to pack up the things they were selling.

The pottery jars on the street were occasionally kicked to pieces, and the food that was overturned to the ground was trampled on. People were carried along as they slowly walked towards the east side of the city.

A citizen opened the window in confusion and called out to a soldier. "Hey, what's the matter?"

"Today is the day to establish a new king!"

The soldier raised his chin towards the east and said, "The priests have decided that today, Adonijah will be the new king at the Xiaoxiao Limestone Altar. The people who go will have food and drinks!"

... "Adonijah?"

The townsfolk were surprised and asked, "Not Solomon?"

"Yes, it's Adonijah. I am Wang Wanshui. Do you have a problem with that?"

The soldier impatiently pulled out half of his sword from his waist. "If not, close the window! Hurry up and go to the Osiris Rock, do you hear me? "

"... " Oh, that's up to you. Long live me, Wang!"

The citizen glanced at the soldier and weakly agreed. Then he shook his head and closed the window with a sigh. At the same time, he locked the door from the inside.

This scene was repeated by Jerusalem, especially in the east side of the city. Some of the people in the room went out, some did not go out. The people on the street were simply carried by the flow of people to the east.

In the end, half of Jerusalem's citizens were brought by the soldiers to the east side of the city, which was a few miles away.

"What happened outside?"

In front of King David's palace, an old man with white hair was holding a staff. He frowned and asked the scout who was riding a horse, "Why is it so noisy?"

"Prophet, something big happened!"

The short spy gasped for breath and said very quickly, "Today, they plan to make Adonijah the king at the Xiaoxiao's Boulder Altar. It is Joab and the priest Abiah who applied the ointment on him."

The Prophet looked nervous and asked urgently, "Didn't Adonijah go hunting with Solomon? Where is Solomon? Is he okay?"

"I haven't seen His Highness Solomon yet. But someone said that Adonijah and Joab just came back..."

The spy took a can of water from the Royal City guard beside him and drank a ton. He took a deep breath and continued to speak quickly, "Just the two of them, a single prophet. They entered the city at dawn today. This was what happened just now, and Adonijah and the others were very anxious. It hasn't even been half a day yet."

The Prophet frowned and concluded," Then Solomon is most likely fine. He should have something on Adonijah... so it's like this."

He handed his staff to the spy and said solemnly, "I will trouble you again. Take my wand and go out from the west gate. Follow the road Solomon and the others came back from hunting and look for them. Once you see Solomon or Zadok Priest, tell them about this. The others could slow down and enter the city, but Solomon and Zadok had to come back immediately. Do you remember?"

"Yes."

The scout nodded and rode on another horse.

The Prophet frowned. He did not hesitate and immediately went to find Solomon's mother, Bathsheba.

Na Dan knew very well that he was the only one who could not stop this matter.

Although Solomon's character was weak, his mother, Bathsheba, was a tough and open-minded woman with foresight.

At this point, he could only look for her.

He went around to the inner palace to find Bathsheba and went straight to the point, "Bathsheba... Ha, that woman's son. Adonijah is going to be king. Have you heard?"

"Is there such a thing?"

Bathsheba frowned.

"Yes, there is such a thing, Mom."

Solomon's voice came from the door, "I was just about to come back and report this to you..."

He was still breathing lightly.

He had been riding all the way back, and it had consumed a lot of his energy.

He looked at the old woman in front of him. She was dressed extravagantly and looked calm. He instantly confirmed her identity.

- - Bathsheba, forty-five years old.

However, when Solomon turned his eyes to the Prophet, who had a pale face but bright eyes, he was suddenly stunned.

- Fraulos, two hundred and thirty-two years old.

One. Strange dark green business cards appeared on top of the Prophet Nattan.

... Hmm?

What's up with this person?

Solomon immediately became alert. Although it showed that this person was friends with him, no matter how he looked at it, there was something wrong with his age...

And when he heard this name, he felt that it sounded a little strange and familiar.

The Prophet did not notice Solomon spying on him. He just heaved a sigh of relief and relaxed a lot. "Thank God you are back, Solomon! If that is the case, I have a way to save you and your mother Bathsheba's life..."

"There is no hurry. Take one Prophet."

Bathsheba suddenly opened her mouth and said, "We need to find out where the problem is first... Solomon, what happened?"

"Adonijah paid his respects to the Demon God and tried to use devil magic to assassinate me. Zadok Priest and I found out."

Solomon said concisely.

"So that's how it is!"

Na Dan and Bathsheba immediately understood.

"This is a chance, Bathsheba."

With Fraulos's name on his head, Na Dan quickly said, "Solomon must be the king, otherwise the Israel will be torn apart. The Great Yu and the Israel relied on King David to be connected. He is going to die soon. If Solomon did not have enough prestige, he would not have died. I'm afraid that the Israel will not be divided."

"I understand what you mean."

Bathsheba nodded seriously. "What do you need me to do? Take out a single Prophet?"

Taking the order, he said carefully, "How about this... you go in first to see King David and tell him about this. You have to use a wronged tone to tell him that you once said that you wanted Solomon to inherit the throne. But why is it that Adonijah is the king now? After that, I will go in and say it to the king to verify your words. Do you understand now?"

" Prophet Na Shan... before you go in, let me go in first. "

Before Bathsheba could answer, Solomon suddenly said, "The king also knows that Adonijah and I are out hunting. I can testify that he worshiped the devil. It will be better if you come in again."

He heard from Bathsheba the name of the "old man with a longer lifespan (roughly)" and directly called out.

"... That's fine. But can you guarantee that you won't be afraid and won't say the wrong thing?"

One of the Prophets looked at Solomon seriously. "This is a very important matter, Solomon. Can you be responsible for your actions? "

"You are wrong. I didn't like to fight before because I'm King David's son. It's because I'm the younger brother of my brothers. "

Solomon said word by word, "But if I am the king, I won't retreat. The Lord said that Israel must be brave. I will remember this."

Bathsheba nodded in satisfaction when she heard this.

She thought that when Solomon ascended the throne, she would need to help him through the most difficult few years. Now it seemed that Solomon at least had the courage to face that kind of thing.

Should I say, thank Adonijah? His assassination of Solomon had made Solomon grow up...

"You're right, Solomon." Prophet Na Shan couldn't help but praise.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw the ring on Solomon's right middle finger. His face changed dramatically. "Wait! Solomon, where did you get that ring?"

Solomon's heart moved. He had some guesses about the identity of the receipt.

But his expression did not change, and he said calmly, "You may not believe it, but it did appear on my hand all of a sudden. Without any warning. I feel that this is a gift from the Lord"

"... So that's how it is. So Solomon must be the king of Israel..."

Prophet Na Shan's expression changed again and again, and then he became unprecedentedly serious, "Take good care of that thing, child. Don't lose it, and don't give it to anyone. Including me and your mother, Bathsheba - Also, don't use it to touch me."

"You might not know, but that ring contains a miracle of limited number of times. Four miracles, each one was enough to save the fate of the Israel. Let me teach you how to use it in more important places... Only I can do this..."

Nattan's tone became faster and he became obviously excited." Solomon will become the greatest king in the history of Israel! "

He turned around and said to Bathsheba with an unprecedented confident tone, "Bathsheba, you will get glory. Your name will be forever because you gave birth to Solomon. "

"Even King David's name will become more glorious because of him. It will only be because he gave birth to Solomon -"

So that was how it was.

Solomon silently rubbed his ring, deep in thought.

Fraulos... is the name of a certain devil god.

But why did his business card turn greener after he found out his secret? It was even greener than Bathsheba's. Why did he care so much about Israel?

Speaking of which, should he sign a contract with him?

Solomon pursed his lips and reminded him calmly, "Let's go find the king first. We can talk about other things later. No matter what, we can't let Adonijah be the king."

"Don't worry, Solomon."

The Prophet said confidently, "I will help you."

"Other than you, there is no one else in Israel who can save you -"