"Your Majesty, something is wrong, touching the prince to surround the entire palace!", Moslin III, who was sickly, was suddenly woken up by the loud shouts of the guards.

"Say it again!", Moslin III asked in disbelief.

"Prince Morton has sent troops to surround the whole king!", the guard repeated again.

"Impossible! This rebel, who gave him the ability!Ahem...", Moslin III slapped the table and roared, and for a moment he was angry and coughed violently.

"Father, what's impossible! It doesn't matter if you are a rebel son or a straight son, you are all your son. At this moment, Prince Morton walked in from outside the door with a smile.

"How are you...", seeing Prince Morton standing in front of him at this moment, Moslin III was a little incredulous.

"There's no need to make a fuss, after all, you're already old and confused, father, why would you think of giving the throne to Antonio?

Morton asked with a hideous expression, his expression full of unwillingness and hesitation.

"Hey, you're not suitable, don't think it's good to be a king, not necessarily!", said the third with some disappointment.

"What does it mean to be unsuitable, look, this is my strength, the people in the entire royal capital think that I am suitable, they all support me, why did I become a waste when I came to you, as if I have never received a single recognition from you since I was a child!"

Morton's expression became more and more frenzied.

"Alas, it's all my fault, it's my negligence in disciplining you for so many years!", sighed Moslin III.

After a long silence, he seemed to have made a decision, and said to Morton in a deep voice: "In this case, I will finally fulfill you, and it can be regarded as atoning for my mistakes for so many years."

But you have to understand that you will definitely pay the price for what you did today, it is your choice, you have no one to blame, I hope that one day you will not regret what I am saying now..."

After finishing speaking, the third world took out a dagger under the pillow, looked up to the sky and howled, and killed himself with tears.

A streak of blood drifted through the air and then spread all over the bed, and the scene was bloody and shocking.

At this point, the third generation, who ruled the Norlan Empire for thirty years, passed away.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Prince Morton was shocked.

This was not what he wanted, he never wanted to kill his father, he was just like a bear child, hoping for his father's approval.

However, fate finally pushed him into the abyss, unable to extricate himself.

"Ah", Prince Morton hugged his head and cried, his heart extremely complicated.

"Oh, that's not what I want!no!", Morton cried out frantically in his mind.

"Your Highness, there is no need to be like this, the era of the old king should have come to an end a long time ago, you are young and strong, and you are the future of this country. Seeing this, Neil said to the side.

"Get out of here, it's all you little man who is deceiving the crowd and stirring up the relationship between our father and son!", Morton said bitterly, shaking Neil away.

Even later, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he pulled out his accessories, ready to cut them off with a knife.

Seeing this scene, Neil could only dodge around the room, which was originally a very serious occasion, but it was very funny to be chased and dodged by the two.

"Your Highness, listen to me!", Neil said hurriedly with a blow to the white blade, temporarily restraining Morton's slashing motion.

"I don't listen, I don't listen, the villain is wrong, the traitor is misleading!", Morton shouted, shaking in all directions, as if he was about to pull out his sword and slash it again.

"Your Highness, it's happened, and now you can't kill me, without my help, does Your Highness think you can suppress the lords of the Quartet?", Neil shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Morton obviously paused, and did not speak again for a while.

Seeing this, Neil knew that his words had taken effect, and he continued to say slowly: "The top priority now is to deal with this matter in front of us, bury the old king as soon as possible, and avoid telling the truth!"

Only in this way will you be able to quickly take over the throne and display your ambitions, isn't that what you have been looking forward to?"

In Neil's words, he pointed out the main contradiction of the current situation, and it can be said that he spoke to Morton's heart.

After finally hesitating for a while, Morton silently put down the sword in his hand.

After venting his emotions just now, he has already calmed down at this moment, and now is not the time to dwell on who is right and who is wrong, but how to stabilize the current situation.

This is the main contradiction that Morton is currently facing, and it is also an urgent matter.

"Say, what should I do next?", looking at the blood-stained corpse of his father on the bed, Morton was silent for a long time before finally speaking slowly.

"First of all, first dispose of the corpse of the old king in front of you, you have to bury him as soon as possible, and then dispose of Antonio, he is the only person who knows the last edict of the old king, I have already sent someone, and now he should have been escorted to the palace.

Then immediately announce the succession to the throne, inform the lords of the Quartet, and make them swear allegiance to you, and dare to suppress it by direct force if you dare to disobey, at this time, you must show your strong side, otherwise you will not be able to intimidate others. ”

Neil gave Morton a detailed overview of his plans for the future.

Morton groaned for a moment, then agreed, and everything went according to Neil's plan.

After all, whoever made it look like it was indeed a legitimate plan, and it really worked wonders to stabilize the current situation.

It wasn't long before Antonio was taken to the palace.

Seeing Prince Morton, who was sitting on the throne of the palace at the moment, wearing a golden crown on his head, he showed an incredible expression.

"How is that possible, how dare you!", Antonio said in shock.

After the shock, he looked at the soldiers around him, and fell silent again, and soon he suddenly looked up as if he understood something.

He said indignantly: "You are a rebellion, you are a disobedience, you are a rebel son who killed his father and usurped power!"

"I don't know if it's against you or not, anyway, you can only call for a while longer. Speaking of which, I have to call you Uncle Antonia? To be honest, I really don't want to kill you, so why do you want to fight me for the throne!"

At this moment, Prince Morton, who was dressed in a yellow robe, wearing a golden crown on his head, and a royal sword at his waist, sat on the throne and said proudly.

"Rebels, in the end, will pay a terrible price for their actions, I'll wait and see!", after seeing this scene, Antonio calmed down, he knew that he would not be spared today.

"Drag it off, I don't want to hear him push Lai Lai here anymore!", Prince Morton shook his hand and said lightly.

Of course, from now on, we should call him Moslin IV.