"Those things were installed two years ago, and it's not surprising that you don't know, for the simple reason ......"

Faced with his grandfather's questioning, Damian shrugged his shoulders and confessed, "Because you have long been set aside, I have developed a secret party in the Assassin League that is only loyal to me, and even planted eyeliner around you. ”

Lars-Gul was stunned and said, "Empty me? Still with eyeliner next to me? What exactly do you want to do? How old were you two years ago! How can anyone be stupid enough to be rebelled against you as a child? ”

Talia also seemed to know her son for the first time, she looked left and right vigilantly, her eyes swept over the ninjas who surrounded her, she never expected that the Assassin Alliance had already split internally, the ninjas were secretly divided into two factions, and a palace fight was quietly staged behind the scenes!

"It's normal for someone within the alliance to quietly work for me, right?"

The clear-eyed young man tilted his head, with a strange expression that was defeated by the old man's innocence: "Obviously, you have been publicly proclaiming all day long that I am the chosen one, with a great warrior bloodline, and will definitely be the future leader who will lead the Assassin Alliance to a strong future. I only need to quietly test out the people who have this kind of intention in private, and then contact them in an appropriate way, and spread my influence through the increase of the number of members of the secret society, and it will be easy to pull up a 'Donggong faction'." ”

The young man pointed at Lars and said, "Grandpa, you are seven hundred years old, look at what you have become!" Many within the Alliance are skeptical that your bodily functions will be at peak level, and there are even rumors that the immortal blessings of the pool of Lazarus are no longer valid for you. Would you rather follow an aging tiger or a newborn dragon cub? ”

Lars's face was pale, today he suffered two heavy defeats in a row, first by his proud disciple Slade Wilson, who was slashed all over his body, and then shocked to find that he had already fallen into the calculations of his own grandson, and his family was quietly emptied in ignorance.

Lars-Gul was not a dumb man, and it stands to reason that he should have been aware of someone making small moves within the Alliance, but he could not count himself as his own grandson, a child who was less than ten years old two years ago, and he had never been suspicious of this heir to whom he had high hopes.

This is the dark light, who would have thought that he could be the future leader even if he was lying down, and the only heir of the Assassin Alliance, who was the most unlikely to rebel, would have the crooked idea of changing the palace and killing the king before he reached adulthood?

He is only twelve years old this year, and he has not grown any ugly little hook hair, so what is the hurry!

Damian chose to have a showdown at such a time, he must be forcing the palace, this kid is not satisfied with being the future leader, he is afraid that he wants to blackmail Yu Wei, who saved the Assassin Alliance, to change the dynasty on the spot!

The more he thought about it, the more desperate Lars-Gul became, this kid not only mastered the weird superpower that claimed to be "Ancient Chinese Martial Arts", but also had the upper hand in strength, but his scheming was also so gloomy, and there were a large number of people in the alliance who were secretly loyal to him.

What's more, Thalia may not know who she will support!

is terrifying at a young age, this son must not ...... Wrong......

Lars's desperate mood was strangely mixed with a little pride, if you have a son like this, why worry that the Assassin League will not sweep the world in the future and realize its ultimate dream of purifying the world!

Talia swallowed and foamed, and cautiously said to her own son, who felt stranger and stranger the more she looked, "Damien...... He's your grandfather after all...... Sooner or later, the position of leader of the League of Assassins will be yours, so why be so ruthless? ”

She has always wanted to train her son to be the best warrior king in the world, and she hopes that her son can grow up to be a ruthless and resourceful strong man like her father Lars Gul, but she didn't expect that her son being too good would also be a burden to her mother.

Her son has already fulfilled her greatest expectations of her son before he is a minor, and now he is about to step on the corpse of the ninja master and sit on the throne of the king of warriors......

As a mother, Thalia was at a loss as to how to stand between father and son, or how to face the new leader of the Assassin League, who was about to be crowned.

It was impossible to treat him like a child, and he had shown himself to be a worthy leader, and at least half of the Assassins in the alliance had lost track of him, but he was always uncomfortable groveling to his master.

Lars-Gul knew that the dust had settled on this palace change, and that the day of the new emperor's accession to the throne would be the time of the death of the old emperor, and the senseless struggle for dying would only ruin his centuries-old prestige, and said indifferently: "Well, my child, you are far better than I imagined!" As long as you promise me that you will achieve the ultimate goal of the organization and build an ideal world, you will use my corpse as a stepping stone for you to ascend to the throne! ”

"Aha...... Ahem...... To see such an interesting scene, I even deserve to die! ”

Death Knell, who was lying on the ground, couldn't help but laugh wildly while coughing up blood: "Master Lars, I have indeed overestimated myself and underestimated the ability of the true heir of the Assassin Alliance, aren't you the same?" Perhaps, on the way to hell, the two of us can be companions! ”

The black-haired boy smiled abruptly, scratched his head a little embarrassed, and said, "This atmosphere is too depressing, don't make it look like I'm going to do something terrible next, after all, I'm not a devil...... As I said before, I'm not interested in being the leader of the League of Assassins, I just want to leave quietly. ”

The young man put away his smile and said to the ninja master seriously: "Grandpa, the reason why I have a showdown with you is not to seize your position as leader, but because I am afraid that you will come back and investigate the matter of me quietly installing anti-aircraft missiles and machine gun towers behind your back, and affect those ninjas who are loyal to me, since they can't hide anymore, I can only take them away together." ”

Lars and Talia, along with the death knell lying on the ground, were stunned when they heard this.

Damian spread his hands and said to Lars: "You and I both know very well that you are not an old man who is willing to retreat into the background, and I am not a child who is willing to pretend to be young and dormant, I continue to stay in the alliance, and a fierce conflict will break out between you and me sooner or later." After all, everyone is a relative, acquaintance is also fate, tearing the face but letting outsiders see the joke, good gathering and dispersal is the best result. ”

Leaving his mother and grandfather looking at each other, unable to digest this honest words immediately, Damian picked up the limp death knell and casually threw him to the ninja standing on the side, regardless of whether the masked ninja was a member of the secret party who had been loyal to him, and turned around and walked to the tarmac on the cliff side of the dojo without looking back.

The vast majority of the ninjas present, including the one who had been randomly chosen to take the death knell and hold him on his shoulder, silently and consciously followed in the footsteps of the black-haired boy, following the slightly diminutive back of their new leader, into the unknown distance.

At this moment, the clouds in the valley lifted, and the golden sunlight shone down in front of her, and from the perspective of Talia behind her, her son and followers seemed to have stepped into a dazzling sea of light.