"You've been ready for a long time!!"

"Hmph, yes, I would have been ready, otherwise, I would have been subdued by you and imprisoned by now." Atifan didn't have a good airway.

"That woman is just taking advantage of you! Do you want to be the devil's puppet Ativan! Sober up, my son! Think about why I should lie to you and what reason do I have to lie to you? ”

"Mr. Doyle is right, anyone in front of power, will lose themselves, even the closest brothers, in history there are many brothers who have turned against each other in order to compete for the throne, and the contradictions between father and son cannot be reconciled, and now ...... I finally got it.

It's the turn of both of us fathers, for the sake of power, you are no longer the person who deserves my respect, look at you! Look at the way you look now, glaring at me like a criminal with red eyes! Greed makes you lose your bottom line, and jealousy makes you unrecognizable! ”

Atifan pointed at Frans with a distressed expression.

Frans shook his head, he felt that his heart was dripping blood, why did his good son, who was good at learning and humble and filial, become like this? It's all because of that witch! That witch cast a vicious spell on Ativan!

Even the humble and polite Ativan has become like this, but what about the others? And what about the Empire?

"Ativan, you've been completely lost and can't come back."

"It's you who can't come back, and now you're no longer the Grand Duke of the Empire."

Suddenly a little shorter, the weight of the sentence made him lose all faith, and he turned around and slowly walked to the wall, where hung a sharp sword that he and Bagh had used when they were out hunting as children.

The sword was significant, and the hunt made him realize the difference between himself and Bag.

Doyle, who was also a once respected teacher, was also a student of the other party, but now Doyle has changed, and he takes Atifan with him.

Removing the sword from the wall, he pulled it out gently, the cold light shone in front of his eyes, the sword was still as sharp, even if it had not been unsheathed for more than ten years, it did not make its wind blade dull a minute, and with a slight flick of the scabbard in his hand, he pulled out the sword.

Turning, he looked at Ativan.

If!

If Atifan had a little bit of ego, he wouldn't have done that!

"Ativan !!"

Frans roared in his throat, the sound of which seemed to squeeze all the intense emotion, along with all the air in his lungs, out of his chest, and then he raised his sword high and stepped forward.

There was a tingling pain in his chest, and he looked at Atifan's raised sleeve, a cold light was shining, it was so dazzling, so cold that it made people feel that there was no hope.

As he dragged his sword on, the first arrow from outside the door pierced the old man's arm, and the second arrow pierced his knee, and Frans came to Attivan on his knees.

"Don't trust ......"

Poof.

The cold spread along the wound on his left chest to his heart, and the last half of the sentence was choked in his throat.

With tears streaming down his face, but his eyes were resolute, he and Frans looked at each other before shaking their heads......

In the palace, Doyle sat in her study, where she handled her daily affairs, and her health had improved.

But in her mind, Augustus's terrifying appearance still hovered, and Doyle thought that she had long since escaped the fear of the Blood, but now she recognized her true heart again.

"It seems that I can't exterminate the evil creatures yet, and I need to wait a little longer."

Now, the important thing to face is Bag, who has fled to the border, and the general in command there is Walter, who has a good relationship with Felik and will help Bag.

Doyle didn't know why, anyway, as long as it was someone related to that demon kid, it was all trouble.

The number of troops on the borders of the Empire was huge, far more than the armies in the Empire, and it would be too much trouble for Bagh to command those armies, and Walter would certainly be more willing to serve the Old King than Ativan.

"The position of the new king is in jeopardy."

Of course, they would never raise an army for no reason, because the current emperor of the empire is Ativan, at least nominally, and his name as a demigod is more or less convincing, she says that Bag is a traitor to the human race, and the aliens will be suspicious.

If Bagh really encouraged Walter to rebel, then it would be even better, in the eyes of the aliens, it would be considered a real thing.

Because everyone has a naïve idea, that is, an innocent person cannot use violent means to take back what belongs to him, but must reason with the villain, if violence is enabled, then the innocent person is not innocent and becomes a villain.

Another common sense: it's the good guys who go against the bad guys.

Thus, if an innocent good person inflicts violence on an unidentified bad person, then he may be treated as a bad person, and the bad person becomes the right party, although this logic is somewhat unreasonable, Doyle knows that almost everyone follows this unreasonable logic.

It was a valuable life lesson she had gained over a long period of time.

The larger the group, the more it will follow a simple judgment, such as a country, which wants everyone to agree with a decision, and the correctness of that decision depends on the principles that the most stupid person can accept.

So, if a smart person kills a potential murderer who is about to kill several people but hasn't killed yet, then that smart person will be put to death by a bunch of fools.

Ridiculous collective intelligence.

That's why Doyle never asks for the advice of others, because she's the smartest of all, and asking for the advice of fools only makes her a hole in the world.

"How to deal with the people of the Alliance, at least to make them distrust Bag."

As he spoke, the door opened, and it was Ativan who entered.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

She asked knowingly, looking at the child's face, she knew that something interesting had happened, if she guessed correctly, she should have had a conflict with his father, and this is still a big contradiction.

Everything was expected.

"Doyle, my father...... He's dead. ”

Doyle froze.

Atifan looked up, saw Doyle's slightly surprised expression, and lowered his head again: "As you said, my father, has changed, he actually spying on my throne, I have done nothing wrong!" But he wants to take away what I have, even ...... They even tried to kill me! ”

"Your Majesty, it's not your fault."

Doyle sighed, stretched out her hands, opened her arms, and embraced the young emperor into her arms, knowing that such a move would not only not displease the other party, but would also win the trust of Ativan's irrationality.

To be honest, she didn't expect Atifan to kill Frans, this happened too quickly, and there were still many plans that had not been unfolded, but the most perfect result had already been achieved!

Doyle listened to Atifan, who began to sobble in his arms, and the corners of his mouth rose!

What a surprise patricide, Your Majesty!