Afternoon. The palace coup d'état had reached its climax.

I don't know if the garrison troops outside the city were rebelled, or if the coup army did a good job of blocking the news, and the reinforcements that the Imperial Forest Army had been waiting for were already determined to be impossible. And the Imperial Guards who are dead in front of the main hall, the people who can survive until now are all the elite of the elite, but there are also some people who are not as loyal to the monarch as they are to their own commanders, when they saw General Wallace under siege and outnumbered, some people finally couldn't hold it back, completely ignoring the dissuasion of their comrades-in-arms, rushed out of the camp to rescue General Wallace.

Although there were only a few Royal Guards soldiers who left their posts without permission, there was a small gap in the originally monolithic defensive lineup. Under the repeated onslaught of the coup army, the gap became bigger and bigger, and finally became a burst of the embankment......

"Bang ......"

The heavy door of the main hall was slammed open, and the corpses of two bloody Kingsguard soldiers flew in sideways. The main hall, which had been noisy and frightened, suddenly became extremely silent, and the old king and the four princes beside him, as well as several unarmed in-house guards, in front of the bloody corpse, no one made any sound, even if a needle fell on the ground, it could be clearly heard--this terrible dead silence was maintained until Prince Harlan led his troops to break in.

"Hey, the second brother, the fourth brother, the seventh, the eighth, you're all here. Prince Harlan saw a few familiar faces gathered around the king, and said coldly, "That's fine, so I don't have to go to you one by one." ”

"Old Five, don't be complacent, you are nothing in front of your father!" the second prince, as the leader of the princes who opposed Harun, first reprimanded.

"Yes, get out of here now!" the fourth said.

But Prince Harun could clearly hear the trembling behind the two brothers' tough tones.

Like the souls of the dead who returned from the hellish battlefield of Shura, Harlan prepared on the edge of life and death several times, and naturally looked down on the four arrogant and inward-looking brothers in front of him from the bottom of his heart. His indifferent gaze swept over the princes, projecting directly onto the sick and crippled old king.

"Father, don't you have anything to tell me?"

"Hey, hey, Harun, I know that you are a very special one among the princes. The old king smiled with a smile that he didn't know whether to praise or mock, "I just didn't expect you to do it to this extent." ”

"Wasn't this forced by you, Father?" replied Harlan coldly.

"Whether you were forced by me or premeditated by yourself, a rebellion is a rebellion. In the history of later generations, you will always be a traitor who plotted against usurpation. ”

"But I will also be recorded in history for ending this unjust war started by you, Father. ”

"That's why you started a rebellion?"

"How long have you not heard a voice outside the palace? Because of the war you started, the common people were displaced, the nobles were killed and wounded, the treasury was empty, the people were full of grievances, and the powerful ministers who opposed this war were slaughtered and cut off one by one, and even the pillar of the country and the hero of the country, General Aiden, the eye of the eagle, was exterminated by you, and he himself was sent to the battlefield that he insisted on opposing as a sacrifice soldier. The war-weariness of the officers and men was serious, and the morale of the army was already unstable. If you continue to sit on the throne, it will ruin the Kingdom of Sealand. Father, you should also know that last year there was a palace coup in the kingdom of Medin, which saved their country. Now, I just want to save my country too. ”

"You say it well, but what can you do? Harlan. "The old king dragged his sick and weak body to his feet, supported by two attendants, and stood up from his throne, "As long as my heart is beating, the crown and scepter will not belong to you, and the war to destroy the kingdom of Medin will not end here." ”

Prince Harlan was a little stunned when the old king suddenly became so tough, but Prince Harun seemed to understand something as he watched his father walk towards him and the coup troops step by step, as if he had given up his life. With a wave of his hand, he asked the soldier with his weapon to take a step back, then took two steps forward himself, and said solemnly to the old king: "Father, please stop being obsessed with the throne. ”

Seeing the hesitation in Harlan's eyes, the old king sneered and said, "Is that all you have to endure it? You can't do anything without even the most basic determination!" said the old king, drawing his sword from his waist with a trembling, withered hand, and continued to approach Prince Harun step by step, the sharp tip of which pointed to the beating heart of his strong rebellious son.

Anyone could see that the old king was forcing Harun to choose between father and son.

Suddenly, a gray figure rushed in from the outside and rushed behind Prince Harlan.

Julian's forehead was dripping with blood, the armor on his chest was dented in a large piece, and there were knife wounds on his left leg and arm, which showed that General Wallace outside was not so easy to deal with. Julian traced his sword and said to Prince Harun behind him: "Harun, you are the next king, and you should not bear the charge of killing your father and seizing the throne. ”

"Stop!" Prince Harlan realized what Julian was going to do, and immediately stopped him.

But it was too late, and before Prince Harlan could finish speaking, Julian had already thrown his iron sword in his hand.

In an instant, time seemed to slow out. The princes, the court attendants, the coup soldiers, all those who remained in the main hall saw with their own eyes the sharp iron sword flying in a straight line in mid-air towards their king and father, but no one could stop it.

Eventually, the iron sword pierced the old king's chest and pierced through his back. The powerful kinetic energy was not negated, and the high-speed flying iron sword flew backwards with the old king's thin, emaciated body until it crashed into his throne.

"Knock ......"

The old king, who had hit the throne, was bounced off and fell on the fur carpet under the throne, the crown on his head fell off, and after bounced down several steps, he rolled on the ground in an arc for most of the time, and the scepter in his hand also fell, and I don't know whether it was intentional or coincidental, the scepter rolled all the way to the ground not far from Prince Harun.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty......"

The court's attendants were so frightened that they surrounded them, but they had long since lost their skills. Blood stained the silver-white royal robe, and the precious carpet of animal hair on the ground was also dyed crimson. Julian's sword pierced the heart of the old king with precision, leaving no chance to save his life.

The old king, who was dying, took his last breath, raised his head, looked at Harun with approving eyes, nodded slightly, and then slowly closed his eyes and swallowed his last.

16:46 noon on November 10, 1687. In New Newtlenburg, the capital of the Kingdom of Sealand, King James VI of the Kingdom of Sealand, who had been plagued by illness for many years, was assassinated in his palace at the age of 68.

Later generations of history regret that during the 24 years of James VI's reign in the Kingdom of Sealand, he could have gone down in history as a Ming monarch, but had he not waged that unjust war in the last two years of his life.

At this time, on the famous "Holy Sword Mountain", the royal forbidden place behind the palace in New Newtlenburg, a man stood alone halfway up the mountain, watching everything that happened in the palace below the mountain.

In general, it is impossible for a human eye to see such a distance, however, this man is not a "human".

"I can't believe he'll actually do that. Ray couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, Lei is no longer the impulsive and reckless hot-blooded teenager, three lives with different trajectories but the same destination, leaving traces of the vicissitudes of time in his eyes, making him have to mature.