His Majesty Charles IX whimpered, and pointed at the fourth princess with trembling hands, wanting to choose a candidate for the prince, but blood spurted from his mouth, fell down, and died of exhaustion.

As soon as he fell, the culprit behind him was suddenly exposed.

Captain of the Palace Protector Guard, High Magician Matthew!

At this moment, there was a sneer on the corner of Matthew's mouth.

He condescended, glanced down at the four princesses who were full of astonishment, raised his head again, swept his eyes over everyone present, and took out a handkerchief from his arms without hurry, and wiped the blood on his hands.

Shocked by this big change, everyone's faces were shocked, like a pebble falling into a calm lake, and it immediately fryed.

The commander of the Praetorian Guard gave an order, armed with swords and guns, and surrounded Matthew's regiment, with three layers inside and three layers outside, which were impermeable.

"Mathew, Your Majesty has never treated you badly, why have you committed such a sin?" an old courtier trembled all over, got up from the ground, pointed at Matthew, and asked sharply.

"How can the imperial throne be given to a woman?" Matthew shook his head, with a heavy look of disappointment on his face, and walked straight past the fourth princess and strode towards the young fifth prince.

The Praetorian Guard soldiers were not given the order and did not take action against Matthew. Matthew took a step, and they took a step on their legs.

After a while, Matthew calmly came to the side of the fifth prince, knelt on one knee, and suddenly shouted: "Your Majesty is mediocre, and he is so ignorant that he handed over the throne to a woman. I, Matthew, kill Your Majesty, I am willing to kill myself in the world! But before that, Matthew is willing to help the new Emperor Charles succeed to the throne!"

Matthew finished speaking loudly and bowed deeply to the five princes.

Seeing this scene, everyone's faces changed instantly.

They consciously or unconsciously stayed away from the young Five Princes, as if the Five Princes were the sinners behind the scenes who made Matthew kill his father.

The fifth prince's face turned pale instantly.

Suddenly, he seemed to have figured out something, and suddenly looked at the third brother not far away, His Royal Highness the Third Prince.

The third prince's face was mixed with grief and anger, and two lines of hot tears flowed from his face: "Fifth brother, if you want the throne, you don't have to be like this. ”

Before the words fell, beside the third prince, General Carlo shouted: "What are you waiting for?

"Haha...... Hahahaha!"

The fifth prince laughed, his expression sad and angry, like a mad demon: "Third brother, third brother, you don't have to rely on my head for the good things you do." This Manchu Dynasty cultural relic, who doesn't know that Matthew is your person? It's not enough for you to kill your father, do you still want to kill me too?!"

"Father killer thief, do you still want to spew blood?" General Carlo snorted coldly and said angrily.

Seeing that the Praetorian Guards were hesitating, not knowing who to trust and which side to listen to, he was immediately furious, snatched the spear of the Praetorian Guard beside him, and threw it at the five princes.

As one of the few remaining generals of the empire, Carlo is extremely powerful. His shot was as fast as lightning, as if it pierced the air in one fell swoop, making a series of explosions.

However, it was this lightning-fast shot that suddenly stopped when it stabbed three steps away from the five princes, as if time had stood still.

Behind the young Five Princes, the Pope of the Church of Light, wearing a crystal crown and holding a scepter, the old man in white stepped forward and protected the Five Princes behind him.

The old man in white had a smile on his face, and with a slight wave of the scepter in his hand, the spear stabbed in mid-air lost the restraint of magic power and suddenly fell to the ground.

After that, under the gaze of tens of thousands of pairs of eyes, the old man in white looked at Matthew who was kneeling on the ground, and said with a kind smile: "Matthew, what did you mean before, that the fifth prince instructed you to kill your father?

"I, Matthew, am innocent, saying that one is one, and saying two is two. How can there be evidence left for such a thing? I Matthew can't produce evidence, and I'm willing to die as proof!"

After Matthew finished speaking, he gritted his teeth violently, and with a 'grunt', he seemed to swallow something.

Seeing this scene, the old man in white's pupils shrank.

He stretched out his withered palm, trying to pinch Matthew's dead lips, but Matthew's teeth clenched very tightly. The next moment, what seemed to be a violent attack of poison, and light smoke came out of Matthew's whole body.

Even if the old man in white wanted to use advanced healing techniques to save Matthew, it was too late.

In less than three seconds, Matthew was rotten and turned into a dark cloud of blood that exuded a fishy smell.

Even the hardest skulls and teeth in the body are corroded completely.

"Your Royal Highness the Fifth Prince, do you still want to unload the mill and kill the donkey, and die without pleading guilty?

Behind the three princes and the others, a general and leading officer pulled out his long sword and shouted loudly: "You will follow me to capture this father murderer and rebel!"

This general and commander really responded to the call.

Everyone was 'impassioned', and one after another high-ranking officers of the Praetorian Guard drew their swords in their sheaths, and with more than 200 Praetorian Guards under their command, they defected to join the team of 'crusading against the five princes'.

Not to be outdone, the five princes began to counterattack at the same time as a senior officer of the Praetorian Guard.

Tens of thousands of Praetorian Guards were immediately divided into two distinct waves of teams, fighting each other.

Some of the ministers who had no force at all and were invited to attend the state banquet were all terrified.

They don't have time to think about the truth of tonight's events, so they must choose to take sides.

Some people have joined the ranks of the Three Princes' 'Killing Rebellions', while others have joined the royalist faction of the Five Princes, trying to quell the 'rebellion' first and then investigate the 'real culprits' afterwards.

There are also some dazed neutral small fish and shrimp, who were slaughtered and slaughtered cleanly.

.........

The fourth princess fell to her knees, her expression slack, deaf to the constant sounds of fighting in her ears.

At this moment, the fourth princess only felt very cold, very cold, very cold.

The dead father is still lying in a pool of blood, and her only two relatives are fighting for the throne.

The fourth princess had never felt so cold.

The cold wind blowing in the cold winter is nothing more than that.

At this moment, a pair of warm hands reached out.

The fourth princess was immediately stunned, looked up, and saw her teacher, William Rest.

At this moment, William was already covered in blood, and behind him, Sumera and Kane were the same, only the red dragon Lilith was slightly cleaner.

"The soldier has already killed the red eye, come with me. Let's try to see if we can break through the aurora barrier, and while the battlefield is chaotic now, let's escape together. William's sigh was passed from afar.

"I'm not leaving. ”

The fourth princess smiled palely, stood up staggeringly, and said with a bloodless face: "I want to stay here." Teacher, would you like to stay?"

When William heard this, his brows furrowed.

Many people know in their hearts that before His Majesty Charles IX died, the candidate for the prince to be selected was actually Her Royal Highness the Fourth Princess. However, the situation has developed to this point of chaos, and the fourth princess wants to inherit the throne, and there is little hope.

Or, when the rebellion subsides, she will be placed under house arrest for life;

Or, she may not survive at all.

William took a deep breath, threw the bloody sword in his hand, and sat down in the open space beside the fourth princess.

The fourth princess smiled freely, her smile full of sadness, pain, despair, happiness, and relief...... Mixed flavors.

She said softly, "Teacher, you don't want to knock me out and forcibly take me away. ”

William smiled, neither admitting nor denying it.

"Teacher, what if...... If we win, I'll make you hereditary duke, the second Greenleaf family in the Empire's history..."

"Okay. But don't you think I'm going to rise too quickly? I've just become an earl, and I'm not enjoying it yet, and I'm about to be promoted again?"

"Teachers should be happy..." )

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