Chapter 93: Conspiracy is also a kind of boomerang.
The eldest prince hid in the grass in the distance, watching the chaos in the royal school, listening to the continuous screams, and watching those soldiers who claimed to be elite, crying and howling from the school. Ran out, overwhelmed.
He didn't know how he should face this situation now.
If you go up, you will die, but if you don't go up, it will go against the heroic spirit of the royal family.
Just when he was hesitating, he suddenly saw the outfield of the school field suddenly burst into flames, and countless sawdust rose into the sky.
And there were a lot of pieces of flesh and blood mixed in it.
Then a round object landed in front of him. When he lowered his head and looked closely, he saw that it was the head of a soldier.
Due to the huge impact, the head has been severely deformed. It looks like a human being or a ghost. It is extremely disgusting to look at.
After staring at the head at his feet for a while, the eldest prince raised his head and looked into the distance.
A large piece of the wooden fence of the school grounds has been missing, and the black knight can only be barely seen in outline in the dark night, looming.
But the black knight's red eyes were extremely clear, and he even looked over.
Although he was far away, the eldest prince felt a wave of malice wrapping around him.
At this time, he no longer considered the issue of 'not getting up', and turned around, leading the remaining hundreds of people and running for the road.
He had never run so fast before, as fast as a rabbit.
When the eldest prince ran back to the palace, he was surprised to find that the palace's rope bridge had been closed, and across a wide moat, the eldest prince shouted: "Open the door, I have something important to report to my father.
" A middle-aged man wearing a red robe appeared on the pile. He floated up, looked around, then fell to the ground, hugged the eldest prince, and flew back to the palace wall pile.
In just a minute or so, the magician was so tired that he was out of breath, holding on to the wall and walking slowly.
Levitation is a spell that consumes quite a lot of magic power. Even a legendary level mage will find it very difficult to use it, let alone an ordinary elite level one.
"Thank you."
The eldest prince wiped away the cold sweat. The feeling of being pulled up into the air was not good, even if he knew that this person meant no harm to him.
At this time, the palace was very quiet, most areas were darkened, and only the main hall was still lit.
The eldest prince hurried over, and a few candles were lit in the main hall.
In the dim yellow light, the old king sat on the throne. The brass and gemstone crown on his head looked very dim in the dim candlelight.
"Father, people from the Jeanne family are calling in."
"I understand." The old king nodded, not panicking at all: "It's so noisy, how could you not know about it."
The eldest prince asked anxiously: "Father King, what should I do?"
The old king chuckled: "What else can we do? Let's wait for the arbitration of fate."
"Is there no other way?" The eldest prince's face was twisted.
He knew very well what it would mean if the royal struggle failed once they broke up.
This is not just a matter of losing power and wealth, but more likely a matter of losing one's life.
The old king stood up and staggered down the steps.
The eldest prince wanted to go over and help him, but the old king waved his hand.
He walked up to the eldest prince, smiled, and said: "I always thought that the biggest threat to our Bolan family's re-election was the Lion Faction. But I didn't expect the sudden rise of the Saint Faction, which made me see something different. The result. For this reason, I became a liar and took advantage of the decades-old relationship between Dora and Enolin to set up a trap, a trap that could bring about the destruction of the Jeanna family." The
eldest prince's face was full of unwillingness: "Father, your plan is very good, and they all fell for it. I don't understand why the situation suddenly changed." "This may be God's punishment, a trick of fate." The old king sighed: "My father, Your grandfather once said that the bloodline of the Saint Sect is very strange. Maybe it is really protected by the goddess of light and can always save the day from danger, but I actually don’t believe it!" "
Is this possible?"
"But now It really proves this." There seemed to be a lot of light age spots on the old king's face: "In such a bad situation, there are people who can reverse the situation for them, what else can we do, what are we still fighting for!"
"But father..."
The old king touched the eldest prince's head and said lovingly: "Don't worry, I will save the lives of your brothers and sisters, but the price may be that from now on, Bolan will be removed from the royal bloodline. ."
The eldest prince pursed his lips hard, his eyes full of red threads.
"Don't feel bad. If you lose, you lose. Who told us to be greedy!"
The old king took out a rolled piece of white paper from the bookcase next to him and said, "Take it and go see Jeanna's family tomorrow. Enolin, it can save your lives."
"What about you, father?"
"Someone must be responsible for this farce." The old king stretched out and looked through the window not far away. Looking at the night sky outside: "The head of a king cannot be better." At
Jeanne Manor, when a squad of more than fifty knights attacked the royal guards from behind and charged past, the outcome was decided. It was settled.
Knight Bruce hugged his helmet, knelt on one knee, and looked up at the beautiful lady in front of him.
"Mrs. Sissi, we followed Mr. Hardy's order and came to the manor to support you." His eyes were full of surprise and admiration: "Fortunately, we arrived in time. It was our responsibility and mistake to scare the beautiful you."
Sissi . Mrs. Akane smiled.
The knight was flattering, but she didn't like it very much.
She personally prefers Hardy's straightforward style.
"What about the Hardi people?"
"Your Excellency Hardy led his people to the west." Knight Bruce quickly replied: "They are probably going to raid the royal school grounds."
Enolin was startled when she heard this. : "How many people did he bring there?"
"Less than two hundred people."
"That's too reckless." Enolin's face was full of sorrow: "The royal school grounds should have three to four thousand people, how could he win with two hundred people. "
Mrs. Sissi also frowned.
On the other hand, Mrs. Anna, who had just returned, smiled and said, "Don't worry, Hardy is very powerful. He won't mess around, let alone do anything he's not sure about." "That's what I say
..." Ainolin sighed.
At this moment, the rumble of horse hooves was heard in the distance.
Several people immediately walked outside and saw a giant black knight, leading a group of white-armored knights, speeding towards them in the moonlight.
The bodies of these knights were all stained with a large amount of black blood, and the blood foam on the lower parts of the horses was so deep that it turned black.
When the black knight arrived at the gate of the manor, Enolin and others suddenly felt heart palpitations.
The nearly four-meter-tall giant cavalryman made them look as small as insects.
Such a huge difference in body shape will bring extreme fear.
(End of chapter)