Many imperial nobles and ministers, seeing Fabio sitting on the throne, already understood that it was unstoppable.

Francisco was the first to bend down, and he looked delighted.

The wrinkles on Alfred's face were huddled together with a smile, and he bent over as well.

More and more people bowed their heads in submission.

The only people who were terrified were the men standing opposite Fabio. There was no reason why they should not be afraid, whether it was a royalist, a traitor, or a nobleman left behind by Heinsys, they were theoretically Fabio's enemies. In the face of enemies, rulers are never pleasant. In particular, Fabio, who obtained supreme power in the form of a coup d'état, understood even more that keeping these enemies was an extreme irresponsibility for his own rule.

Amelia walked outside the main hall and pulled the arrow in his hand, and a flash of fire rose into the sky, making a sharp explosion. Murder erupted inside and outside the palace, and the men they had arranged began to clean up the opposition in the palace. Although the number of people was not superior, the avalanche effect brought about by the departure of the great prince made these knights no longer have the desire to continue fighting. Why did they fight, why did they die? There must always be a goal and a reason.

At this time, even if they fight until the last moment, it is spiritual to praise, but from a practical point of view, it is meaningless.

In a one-sided battle, the knights quickly gathered together and broke through the encirclement. As for the future road, we will talk about it later.

These characters at the bottom are the easiest to choose. In any case, Fabio's sword could not cut through them, and there was a high top on it.

Soon, the eldest prince fled in a hurry, and Fabio's theft of the throne swept through the entire imperial capital like a storm. Some people are surprised, and many more take it for granted. It's no secret that Fabio wants to usurp the throne, his ambitions have long been semi-public, and even the civilians of the imperial capital know that the empire has two princes who are in power and opposition, and their goal is the throne.

To paraphrase a post-break phrase on the earth, it is the heart of Fabio, which is known to passers-by.

This philosophy was instilled throughout the empire for a decade or two.

After a decade or two of subtle experience, it was easy for them to accept this final result and identify with Fabio's rule.

This is also where Fabio and Heinsses are clever, in the eyes of the common people, this is no longer an act of usurpation, but a kind of coup d'état, and there will even be Pingming who will say, aha, I know that Fabio will become emperor in the end. Civilians have no mentality to resist, and this is Fabio's most valuable asset.

Fabio was in good spirits, he felt that he was stronger than ever, his eyes almost spewing fire, "Rosie, come here." He pointed to the side of the throne, "Bring the chair." He commanded, and the palace servants trembled and moved a chair to the edge of the throne, leaving Rossi to sit there.

Fabio looked at Rossi very satisfied, if it weren't for the help of him, Saul, and Attila, his head would have been hanging outside the palace gate at this time. can steal the throne, these three people should make the first contribution.

Fabio is not a stingy man, and during his years as a prince, he learned a very simple truth, when you decide to share the benefits with those around you, you will gather a large number of staunch supporters. But if you only think about your own benefits and are not willing to share the fruits of victory with others, then these people will scatter in a hurry.

This is a very realistic and cruel truth, but it is also a truth.

Rossi sat down on Fabio's left side, his expression indifferent, unsurprised and unpleasant, but his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

What does this position represent? It represents the supreme power, represents him, and will become the rightful national teacher of this country, the youngest national teacher, and the church, because of him, will become the state religion of this country.

"Alfred?", Fabio laughed as he looked at the old man who had been standing firmly behind him.

Alfred stepped forward and bent his waist without the slightest complaint.

"The Imperial Council is one of the most important institutions of the Empire, and you need to help me manage this body. From today onwards, the five Speakers of the Imperial Diet will be reduced to three, and Alfred, you will be the First Speaker. Fabio is an old politician, he knows very well that power cannot be excessively concentrated, but it is necessary to give benefits to these supporters, so the power of the speaker of the parliament is relatively concentrated.

The voting power of each person was reduced from 20 percent to 33 percent, and everyone's power was almost doubled in an instant. At the same time, the constraints on Alfred were retained.

Alfred also understood Fabio's concerns and considerations, and he was not dissatisfied. During his lifetime, as long as he did not rebel against Fabio, he was the de facto ruler of the Imperial Council.

Because the other two Speakers are also Fabio's people, in other words, they are also his people.

"Amelia ......"

"Prudence ......"

"Bartlett ......"

"Andil ......"

Every nobleman who adhered to the Fabio camp was excited, and every canonization made them satisfied.

Compared with these imperial star nobles of tomorrow, on the other side is gloomy and bleak.

Fabio didn't immediately raise his butcher's knife, it would take a while to consolidate his authority before it was his turn to deal with them.

Twenty-four hours later, the imperial family changed to a different seat.

The most political struggle in the palace is the most, and the guards and servants in the palace also understand that now that the master has changed, they can only bear it, not resist.

A group of nobles were dragged into death row by them, a group of nobles left the palace in despair, and the rest of the people sang and danced to divide the huge cake.

A night of joy.

Early the next morning, the news of the emperor's change shook the whole country, and before some lords could react, the dust settled. The noble lords of the Fabio aristocratic group were eyeing each other, the neutrals immediately changed their flags, and those who still fantasized about profiting from it had to die down.

Why is there any more fuss at this time?

Civilians are the foundation of the empire, and without the support of the commoners, even these lords would not be able to raise up a large army to resist the rule of the central government. The common people have long known that Fabio is ambitious to spy on the throne, and now that he is the emperor, it can only be said that it is a matter of course, and he has not even surprised the commoners, at most they are talking about Fabio's ambition and success, as for opposing his rule?

This also reflects the foresight of the eldest prince at that time to decisively purge the royal family, if at this time, there are one or two princes and princesses who are left behind, or the eldest princess is not dead. These dissident lords have the banner of righteousness, and they have a reason and a bargaining chip to oppose Fabio's rule.

It's a pity, it's a pity, all the signs were snuffed out by the eldest prince himself, and he made a wedding dress for others.

Early in the morning, Attila and Thor returned to the imperial capital, their clothes in rags. Before dawn, they caught up with the fleeing prince and besieged him in a valley, and a great battle broke out between the three of them. The Great Prince, who knew that he was lifeless, burst out with great combat power, adding a lot of trouble to Thor and Attila.

He is not afraid of death, and even wants to ask for death, and in the face of such an enemy, anyone will feel tricky.

Fortunately, in the end, the eldest prince still lost his strength and died, and his head was placed in front of Fabio.

The heads of the two generations of royal kings were in Fabio's hands, and while Fabio breathed a sigh of relief, he also felt a little lonely.

After fighting for a lifetime, in the end he was alone, and this road was destined to be lonely.

He had the heads of the old emperor and the great prince properly made into crystal skulls, which would be the most precious in his collection.