The sky was overcast, and on the long silent street, a group of heavily armed cavalry galloped by, adding a lot of solemn atmosphere to the imperial capital with the coming New Year.

Countless residents are hiding in their homes, nervously observing what is happening in the street through window holes or cracks in doors, and they are also speculating about what it all represents.

The nobles had much more information than the ignorant commoners, and they had been informed by the royal guard since the morning that there had been a major change in the court, and that the emperor had summoned important officials to the palace for deliberations. But after noon, the officials of the deliberations did not return, and a brief but shocking news arrived:

The emperor is assassinated!

"How could His Majesty Vettels be assassinated?"

"Who did it?"

"What the hell is going on?"

People were shocked and skeptical, but no one gave them answers. Because the whole city of Boulder City was under martial law, the streets were full of cavalry of the Guards, and all the idlers were driven home, and those who went to the streets without the permission of the Guards were arrested according to their fellow assassins.

In the afternoon, the news was finally confirmed by the guards, the assassination of the emperor was His Royal Highness the Prince, the reason for the assassination is not clear, the life and death of His Majesty the Emperor is unknown, but it is certain that after the assassination was carried out, the conspiracy of the eldest prince was seen through and was forced to abscond, and the second prince Blake led a large group of loyal ministers to arrest Prince Lawrence and other rebels, it is said that the prince and his accomplices are now surrounded in their secret lair - the Imperial Capital School of Magic, and they are stubbornly resisting.

When they got the news of the prince's rebellion, everyone was stunned, because all the nobles and officials of the Yus court, as the legitimate heir to the throne, the crown prince was the one who should not have committed the act of assassinating the king the most, unless he wanted to be the emperor and wanted to go crazy, and he couldn't wait for a moment.

"It's really hard to believe that Your Majesty is dead?"

"God knows!"

"I think it's likely. ”

"At least no one has come out to refute the rumors. ”

Vettels was well-known in aristocratic circles and among commoners, and he never flinched even in the face of the most powerful Holy See on the mainland, and now everyone suddenly heard that he had been assassinated, and everyone felt a little unbelievable for a while.

"Do you believe in the prince's rebellion?"

"The crown prince is not crazy, I think the second prince wants to fight for power. ”

"Shhhh Be quiet, there are some things that you can't talk nonsense. ”

The eyes of the masses were bright, but it was useless. It doesn't matter who assassinated the emperor now, what matters is who will win the palace coup. History will be written by the victors, and the losers will only be charged with rebellion.

"The prince is only afraid that this time it will be more auspicious!"

After all, the prince is right, as long as he persists, he may turn over at any time. ”

Who will be able to achieve the final victory, the eldest prince or the second prince? No one seems to be able to give a final answer yet, but at least for now, the second prince has the upper hand.

"Click!"

A detachment of cavalry crossed the main road of the city from south to north, turned west, and finally stopped in front of a large gate in a wide courtyard.

The leader of the cavalry, a tall and handsome young man, flew off his horse and came to the gate of the courtyard, looking at the large words "Imperial Royal Knight Academy" hanging on the gate in a daze for a while.

The leader was none other than André Georges, the place where he had studied and practiced diligently, and where he had many fond memories that he could trace, but who had rarely returned since graduating. But today, when he stood in front of the gate of his alma mater again, he couldn't help but feel a little trance. Time seems to have returned to ten years ago, he was still a young man who was not deeply involved in the world, with the excellent inheritance of his ancestors and the blessing of his grandfather's illustrious family background, he could stand out from the crowd in the Knight Academy. But who would have thought that when he came back ten years later, everything had completely changed, that he was no longer that young man, that he was no longer a cadet, that he was now a rebel, no! a conqueror, and that he had set foot again with a sense of victory, just to witness the final victory of the coup.

In the morning in the astrological temple of the siege of Yuss father and son, Andrei did not participate, as one of the central figures of this coup d'état has more important things to do, he must control the nearly 10,000 guards stationed in Boulder City, and maintain the law and order of Boulder City. This matter is extremely critical to the success or failure of the whole mission, but it is not very difficult, because the Guards currently stationed in the city are mainly the wing that Andrei is in charge of. He only needs to get rid of those officers who are unwilling to cooperate, and replace them all with his cronies. With this well-trained and well-equipped army, coupled with the palace guard regiment with Huo Yining as an internal response, the situation in the megalith city was easily controlled, and all that remained was to close the city gates, cut off the passage for most of the guards outside the city to come to help, and wait for the news of the emperor and the crown prince being ambushed with peace of mind.

As long as the father and son of Yuss die, the overall situation has been decided, and the empire can only be handed over to the second prince Blake to be in charge, even if the princes and ministers know how the second prince's throne came about, there is nothing they can do, unless they still want to rebel.

"Your Excellency, the Duke is already waiting for you inside. ”

When Andre was in a daze, the guard who greeted the door and said respectfully.

"I see. ”

Andrei agreed, shook the whip in his hand, and led his entourage inside.

The smell of burnt blood came to his nose, and Andre frowned.

The road was littered with pools of blood that had not yet dried up, corpses lying on the side of the road before they could be cleaned up, and occasionally some broken flesh and blood could be seen hanging from the bare branches on the roadside, and some corpses were charred into a mass that could no longer be identified.

André tried to keep his eyes as far away as possible, not to look at the tragic situation around him, because he knew that these corpses had been young and energetic beings just like he had been ten years ago. Soon the group arrived outside the auditorium of the Knight Academy, and Andrei left his entourage outside, and walked in alone with the guards.

At this time, a lot of people had gathered in the auditorium, and everyone was sitting around a long table and deliberating, some of whom Andre knew and some of whom he didn't. One of the most familiar is the grandfather who sits at the top, the Duke of Phelps.

The Duke was the first person on one side of this coup. Without his behind-the-scenes manipulation, the second prince would not have been able to get the full support of the Holy See, let alone the courage to light the butcher's knife at his father. Therefore, three days ago, the Duke entered the Boulder City in the name of visiting relatives and friends, and began to win over the old ministry and discuss major matters, ensuring that in the process of the coup, the ministers and nobles in the city would not make any uncontrollable major incidents, so as to ensure the smooth progress of the transfer of power.

Sitting alongside the Duke was another old man. Andrei had seen him two days earlier, none other than Cardinal Garcia of the Holy See.

Garcia had arrived here following several Templars. In the battle that took place in the astrology hall in the morning, Yus and his son successfully broke through under the cover of the sword master Aland, but they did not run in the direction of the palace, because they knew that it must have been occupied by the rebels, and they would only throw themselves into the net when they returned, so they chose to flee northwest and entered the Royal Knight Academy.

Yuss and his son entered on the front foot, and the Templars had already caught up with him, and with the blessing of the cardinal's prayer, Gutesian regained his combat effectiveness. He immediately led the Templars in an attack on the Knight Academy.

In the face of the attack of a powerful enemy, the young knight cadets showed their loyalty to the empire with their blood and lives.