Chapter 1733: The Prophet of the Girl in Northern Europe
"Your Highness, please give up the right to inherit the throne!"
The prince never expected that the two leaders of the royal guard, who were supposed to come with his mother's orders, would actually say this sentence as soon as they opened their mouths.
"Want me to give up the throne? Why? โ
"Because...... Her Majesty said she would still prefer ...... At least the succession of our throne is still determined by our Muggle Succession Law. โ
The prince was puzzled by the words of the team leader in front of him.
In fact, he understood the superficial content of the other party's words - it seemed that there were wizarding forces trying to interfere with his succession to the English throne.
And the so-called "wizard forces" mostly refer to these black-robed people in the square.
But what puzzled him was why these people would interfere in his succession to the throne? Shouldn't he be the next king, and has anything to do with these wizards?
Could it be that the masked guy next to him wants to take advantage of the fire and loot Britain into his pocket?
However, this seems to contradict what the leader said.
"According to the Law of Succession to the Throne, even if I voluntarily give up the throne, it should be my son William who will take over the throne, right?"
Since the Act does not directly appoint a successor to the throne, the succession to the throne usually does not change as long as the first successor does not give it up on his own or if there is an accident that cannot be inherited.
And according to the inheritance law, even if he chooses to give up, his son will be the successor - since it is not the wizard next to him who wants to take the throne, what difference does it make to anyone other than him and his son?
"So......" said the prince, frowning and staring at the leader in front of him, "what if my answer is 'no'?" โ
"Regardless of your answer, the result is the same."
This time, it wasn't either of the two leaders who answered him, but the masked man who had been standing next to him since the beginning without speaking.
However, to the surprise of the prince and old Davidson, this guy wrapped in a black robe and wearing a strange mask on his face seemed to be a girl with a gentle voice.
"What do you mean?"
The prince paused for a moment, then turned his head to look at the other party's mask and asked in a deep voice.
"Nothing interesting, Your Highness." The black-robed girl whose face was obscured by the mask shook her head slightly, "We just made an exchange with your mother - we are responsible for protecting the personal safety of most members of the British royal family, including you; It is our request that anyone but you take over the throne and keep you in custody indefinitely until this catastrophe is over. โ
The prince was confused when he heard the girl's words. Of course, he has figured out the current situation, and all in all, his situation does not seem to be good.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn his head slightly and glance at the old bishop beside him, as if to see what old Davidson thought about it.
But who knows, the latter immediately shook his head at him.
In fact, the surprise in old Davidson's heart at this moment was no less than that of the prince. Because he soon discovered that the wizards in the square, who were uniformly dressed in black robes, had actually paid attention to themselves.
He was sure that if he made the slightest move, those guys would not hesitate to take action. As for whether they will restrain him, or simply take his life, it is unknown.
At this moment, the cold hairs on old Davidson's whole body stood up, and even his breathing became much sluggish.
On the other side, the masked girl remained as calm as if she hadn't seen them making eye contact. After a while, she was heard to continue:
"I know, just saying that, Your Highness probably still doesn't understand...... I'm just sorry that we're just doing what we prohesive. โ
Seeing that the other party mentioned the prophecy, Davidson, who had not dared to speak on the side, finally couldn't help but say:
"Prophecy? What prophecy? โ
But the old bishop did not expect that when the girl saw him ask, she raised her right hand and pointed lightly with the white fingers that peeked out of the sleeves of her black robe.
"Some of your actions by Your Highness and you will be an opportunity to plunge the entire European continent into complete chaos - you are the sinners of the world."
Before he could finish speaking, old Davidson froze.
The other party's words naturally reminded him of the plan he had just made with the prince before. They haven't even discussed the idea in more detail! I don't know that others already know this.
"Are you...... Prophet? Old Davidson blurted out subconsciously, and then as if he suddenly thought of something, he suddenly pointed to the girl and said, "I know! You're the big dark wizard organization that has been settling between Norway and Sweden! โ
I remember that at the beginning, Karkaroff also mentioned this organization to Maca. However, during that time, the vast dark wizard organization was divided over the birth of Helbo and was in a state of civil strife.
Since they were making a fuss at the time, they hadn't really put their hands on the relationship between Maca and Helbo, so after paying attention to it for a while, Maca put aside the information about the organization for the time being.
Now it seems that the chaos within them has apparently settled down.
However, when old Davidson pointed to the girl and called the other party a prophet, the girl only shook her head lightly.
"No, you're wrong, I'm not a prophet." She whispered negatively, "My sister is the prophet of this generationโit is only because she is inconvenient for some reason that I am the one who exercises her power on her behalf." โ
It is said that in this dark wizard organization, there has always been a prophetic bloodline, which is now very rare, and once the gifted person awakens the prophetic bloodline, he will immediately become the only leader to guide the entire organization forward.
And under the guidance of prophets and prophecies, this organization rarely has a very strong period. But under the turmoil over the years, he has almost never made any wrong choices, and has been comforting to this day.
Now, their internal contradictions have suddenly been smoothed out, mostly because their generation of prophets was finally born.
Old Davidson saw that although the other party said that he had guessed the wrong person, he did not deny his speculation about his identity as a Nordic dark wizard organization, and he immediately made up his mind.
However, just as he was about to say something, the girl didn't seem to have any more thoughts of talking to him.
The next moment, only the girl in the mask waved her sleeves slightly, and said calmly:
"The matter of the throne has nothing to do with it, let's take this gentleman down first!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a team of black-robed wizards in the square suddenly quickly lined up and rushed towards old Davidson.