Sivi pulled out the letter paper, and with a few glances of his eyes, he understood the contents of the letter.

It is a typical letter of the king's council, full of flashy and empty ancient aristocratic language.

"The letter was addressed to the previous king."

Since the recipient only wrote 'King of Luzanti', they did not know to whom the letter was addressed at first.

"What about the content?" Bareth asked impatiently.

"It is a letter asking King Luzantine to put pressure on the mage tower in the territory to make bowed concessions to the king's council." Sivi looked up with a subtle expression on her face.

Now the small actions of the King's Council are almost all the stolen goods.

"As far as I know, the king of Luzantine did not act to oppress the mage tower in the country."

Nero recalled some of the materials he had read about the country before he came to Lu Zhanting, and there was no information about it - the disagreement between the supreme ruler of a country and the Mage Tower was big news no matter how you looked at it, and if it did, it would definitely be included in the list of things that need attention.

"That's why he was 'replaced'."

Saneliapi sneered without smiling.

"In this way, my uncle did not break with the Mage Tower after succeeding to the throne because the Mage Tower took a neutral attitude at the time of the coup d'état...... Could it be that because of this, he was also purged? ”

Bareth asked, exasperated.

"That maybe," Saneria scoffed at fear, "even if you are the king of the principality, you are no different from the commoners in the eyes of those who are high up in the King's Council. ”

Sivi glanced at Bareth, who was pale, and shook his head: "No, honestly, it's unlikely. ”

Bareth's face changed slightly. looked at Xiwei with a little hope in his eyes: "That...... What do you mean, Mr. Edric? ”

"The King's Council is not omnipotent, and they themselves have limited resources in Luzantine, and being able to support your uncle in a coup d'état is already the limit, and it is impossible to make two similar actions in a row." Xiwei shook the letter and analyzed: "Otherwise, they would not have sent a letter asking your father to do such a thing, as long as they mobilized their forces in Lu Zhanting, they could do the same thing." Plus, even if they can do that...... After your uncle died. Who do they intend to succeed? You. ”

When Sivi said this, Nero and the others suddenly woke up - speaking of which, Lu Zhanting's current orthodox royal bloodline is only Bareth except for the underage daughter of the king who had just been killed.

"There's something wrong with that." Nero touched his nose and thought about it for a long time, but he still felt that he still had no clue, so he said a little discouraged: "Alas, this kind of thing really does not suit me...... Honestly, I'd rather duel a bunch of wasteland ogres than be involved in this kind of mess. ”

Hearing his self-defeating words, Sanelia giggled, and the shrill laughter sent chills down the cracks......

"Don't continue thinking about it as useless. Let's go straight to where 'the king' is, and let him tell us what the hell is going on. ”

Sivi pondered for a moment, then lingered for a moment on a huge oil painting in front of him before speaking.

Bareth immediately walked out of the room, and Sivi and the others followed unhurriedly.

On the way, of course, they encountered the patrolling guards, but the guards in the castle all knew Bareth, and Bareth, after asking about the fact that the king was indeed in the study, headed for his destination.

In addition, he encountered guards along the way, and he also stopped all of them.

This is not only to build momentum for himself, but also to prevent anyone from reporting to the fake king.

You can see it from here. Bareth's reputation in the castle was still very good, and almost all the guards agreed with him. obediently and skillfully followed behind the group.

Although the castle was huge, the distance between the bedroom and the study was not far away, and it was not long before the group came to the double mahogany door of the study.

Bareth walked to the door, looked back at Sivi and his group, and mustered up the courage to step forward and knock on the door: "Uncle, it's me Bareth." There's something I need to talk to you about. ”

But there was no response inside.

Just as Bareth was about to repeat it, Sivi stopped him.

"No more knocking, let the guards smash it open."

"What?! But ......"

Bareth was surprised, but when he saw that the expression on Sivi's face was not a joke, he gave orders to the guards behind him.

At first, the guards looked at each other. None dared to do anything, but after Bareth declared that he would take full responsibility, the guards smashed the gate open.

But what was inside surprised everyone except Sivi.

The king fell on his desk, no longer sound......

"What's going on?!" Nero was surprised and asked, "This guy is afraid of sin...... Ahem, how did you pass away? ”

Obviously, what he wanted to say at first was suicide in fear of sin, but after being glanced at by Sivi lightly, he decisively changed his words.

Sanelia stepped forward to examine the body, but was stopped by the guards.

"Let her come, we need to know the cause of my uncle's death." Bareth snapped, "This one is more trustworthy than those unreliable lame doctors who don't even know the cause of my father's death!" ”

The guards looked at each other before reluctantly letting Sanelia go to examine the king's body.

After a while, she suddenly looked up and said to Xiwei and them, "This is a corpse. Open. Person. class of corpses. ”

The guards rolled their eyes in unison: Isn't this nonsense?

However, because Saneria added an accent to the words "ordinary human", Nero and Barrys understood that this corpse was probably the trick of the bionic demon golden cicada to shed its shell - although neither of them knew what the hell was that the golden cicada was shedding its shell.

"Tsk, that's too fast...... Or is it aware of our arrival? Nero frowned.

Bareth was even more distraught, and God knows when that thing would come back.

"It's the latter, someone has reported it."

Sivi said softly.

He then drew the guard sword that one of the guards next to him had hung from his waist.

Because of the suddenness of the movement, the other guards almost subconsciously drew their swords and aimed at Xiwei.

But Sivi walked to the wall without realizing it, and stabbed his saber into an oil painting on the wall.

The shrill screams caused a sharp pain in the ears of everyone in the room, and then a dark liquid, unknown whether it was ink or blood, squirted out from the place where it had been stabbed by the sword, and the color of the painting itself began to fade.

"What's that?!" Bareth looked at this qiē in disbelief.

"Drawing spirits, a magical creature." Xiwei pulled out his long sword and said indifferently: "They can freely enter and exit the paintings where their painting skills have reached a certain level, and it is this guy who reports to the other party." (To be continued......)