Chapter 1212

Inside the council chamber, the old King looked around at everyone; the current situation was already very clear: the Third Prince had secretly united with the Iron Hand, Chancellor Joe Valentine, and others. As for the Kingdom Legion Commander, Heshi Liet, he had originally been a staunch supporter of the Third Prince, but Heshi Liet had already headed to the border.

The Third Prince had originally been one of the two most hopeful people to become the new King, but the assassination of the Little Princess caused his advantage to disappear completely; the Third Prince was very unwilling.

Actually, the Third Prince had a large number of troops in his hands; if he wanted to rebel, no one could stop him. But the Third Prince did not rebel, or rather, he had always been trying to maintain the stability of the royal capital. No matter how great his disadvantage in the power struggle was, he would never mobilize the troops guarding the Wall of God. He could fail to seize power, but the Wall of God must be guarded; the Third Prince had always been clear about what was more important.

Originally, the Third Prince had given up hope, but who knew that Luo Wen Hawei had actually betrayed the country? Upon learning this news, the Third Prince was both surprised and happy; Luo Wen Hawei's betrayal almost caused the First Prince's advantage to plummet.

Luo Wen Hawei was in charge of finance, and the First Prince also held a certain amount of financial power, so the two must have had an unclear relationship.

Upon learning the news of Luo Wen Hawei's betrayal, the First Prince was so scared he almost wet himself. Luo Wen Hawei betrayed the country, and he, the First Prince, would definitely not have a good ending either; the kingdom's finances were a whole, not something separated.

Therefore, the First Prince immediately expressed his loyalty, which was to withdraw from the power struggle and wholeheartedly stabilize the kingdom's finances; it looked righteous, but in reality, he was protecting his own life.

The old King was not surprised that the First Prince stood out, because the old King knew the First Prince's personality—that cautious, elegant, yet hypocritical personality, which was actually very similar to the old King when he was young, so the old King was very fond of the First Prince.

But the Third Prince also stood out, which surprised the old King very much; in the old King's view, the First Prince was forced to withdraw, and the Third Prince was the most favorable candidate.

The Third Prince just stood out; not only did he stand out, but he also took a leap toward the throne.

The Third Prince jumped toward the throne, and this could not be done without the help of one person, and that person was Joe Valentine; this henpecked guy had just been kneeling in front of the old King with snot and tears, but now he was standing behind the Third Prince.

Gratitude for recognition? Stop joking; the old King had the heart to kill Joe Valentine, so how could Joe Valentine still care about gratitude for recognition? Royal power is ruthless; would the courtiers under royal power be loyal and righteous?

"Father, I hope I have not let you down."

The Third Prince walked toward the old King; he had the potential of a tyrant—iron-blooded, ruthless, and decisive, yet he was also meticulous.

The Third Prince stepped onto the stone stairs in front of the throne; he approached the throne step by step.

In the royal capital, inside a luxurious courtyard.

"Kill!!"

Hundreds of 'Imperial Guards' formed a battle formation; they surrounded a young man covered in blood in the center.

"Death Omen."

The young man roared, and invisible energy spread to the surroundings.

"Shield formation!"

With a clatter, hundreds of 'Imperial Guards' blocked the giant shields in their hands in front of them; the invisible energy swept past, and these Imperial Guards all took a few steps back, but they immediately stepped forward neatly again, surrounding the young man in the center.

"Ah!!"

The young man roared, very unwilling; although his face was covered in blood, he was a handsome man—he was... the Seventh Prince!

The Third Prince had made a move against the Seventh Prince; others would be wary of the Seventh Prince's appeal among the Holy Warriors, but the Third Prince did not care. He had an army, and under the dense human-sea tactic, any Holy Warrior who dared to act recklessly would also die.

Inside a courtyard somewhere in the royal capital.

Puchi. Puchi, puchi...

Dense stabbing sounds came; several assassins dressed in black, holding daggers, were stabbing a middle-aged man wildly; the middle-aged man's body twitched, and his expensive clothes were covered in blood.

"You... cannot, kill me, I am the one in charge of finan..."

Puchi. Puchi, puchi...

The stabbing sounds drowned out the middle-aged man's weak voice.

"So what if you are in charge of finance? There are so many people in the kingdom, you are not the most outstanding in terms of finance."

The Fourth Princess, holding a black feather folding fan, walked out of the darkness; she opened the small folding fan to cover her mouth and nose.

"Anyone who goes against Matier must die; who told him to get the support of so many people."

The Fourth Princess snorted coldly; although unwilling, she recognized the situation, so she survived.

Similar things were happening in many places in the royal capital.

Inside the royal palace council chamber, the Third Prince stepped onto the stone stairs step by step; he was getting closer and closer to the throne.

"It seems that among all my offspring, you are the most similar to me."

The old King looked at the Third Prince with a smile; the Third Prince's footsteps paused; he felt that this old lion was a bit off, very off.

"It took you five years to infiltrate the Imperial Guard troops; too slow. Back then, it only took me two years."

"Ha~?"

Hearing the old King's words, the Third Prince, who was leaking dominance, was clearly stunned.

"Your eldest brother is not bad, but his breadth of mind is indeed a bit narrow; killing him is fine. As for your fourth sister, she might become your help, but don't forget one thing: she is not the kind of person who is willing to admit defeat. And your seventh brother, being enfeoffed as the Wing of the Kingdom is just looking for death; I actually wanted to get rid of him long ago."

The old King narrated very calmly, but the Third Prince could not be calm; he subconsciously took a step back. At this moment, he felt the old King's terror personally. If he had been competing for power with this old lion, he wouldn't even know how he died; he would definitely have been played to the point of doubting life.

"You didn't move the troops on the front line, which makes me very relieved. As for what deal you reached with the Iron Hand, I'm not very interested, but don't forget, once he is unhappy, your head might fall to the ground."

The old King waved his hand, signaling the Third Prince to continue forward, but the Third Prince stood still.

The Third Prince, who had originally been leaking dominance, was withered by a few simple words from the old King; perhaps he would be left with a certain degree of shadow in the future.

"Iron Hand, I saw through them, but I couldn't see through you. Although I don't know what your purpose is, as long as it's not royal power, that's fine.

No matter what purpose you have, you first helped me get rid of unstable factors, and then solved the Necromancer assassination incident. During the power struggle, you helped me do many things, some glorious, some not. Since you want to go beneath the throne, then go ahead; that is a place of no return."

The old King looked at Joe Valentine; Joe Valentine subconsciously shrank his neck. The current old King was like a dying lion, with a fierce beast standing beside him; heaven knows if this old lion and that fierce beast had reached any deal. He, Joe Valentine, was at best a watchdog; even if it was a dying lion, he dared not provoke it.

"Bring a pen."

The old King spoke; Joe Valentine hesitated for a moment, but still fetched paper and pen from the side hall.

The old King wrote a few lines of text on a piece of parchment; the old King, holding the parchment, looked at Su Xiao.

"Iron Hand, are you sure you want to go beneath the throne?"

"Of course."

Su Xiao reached out to the old King; the old King nodded and handed the parchment in his hand to Su Xiao.

Just as Su Xiao took the parchment, his other hand grabbed the old King's neck.

"Iron Hand, what are you doing!"

Seeing Su Xiao grab the old King's neck, the Third Prince roared, shocked.

Su Xiao and the old King looked at the Third Prince at the same time, which made the Third Prince's cheeks twitch; the Third Prince already understood that compared to other royal power contenders, these two were far too terrifying—one seemed to have seen through everything, and the other was someone who had no one he dared not kill.

"It seems your heir is not ruthless enough."

"The throne will make him more ruthless; make the move clean, killing is what you are best at."

"No problem."

Snap!

Su Xiao snapped the old King's neck under the Third Prince's stunned expression; it was not that the Third Prince did not want to kill the old King, but he dared not kill him—this old lion was too terrifying.

【Royal heir selected: Third Prince.】

【Main quest completed: Crown of Power, remaining stay time in this world: 12 hours.】

【Hint: Detected that the Hunter is executing a hidden side quest: Beneath the Wang Zuo, remaining stay time in this world increased to 5 days and 12 hours.】

【You killed the old King, Bai Herbert.】

【Bai Herbert was the King of the Saint Sodin Kingdom, gained 15.2% of World Source, total World Source gained: 21.9%.】

【You obtained a treasure chest (Grade:???)】