Although they were quite surprised by Orvina's "sincerity" - the person they were going to assassinate that night was actually themselves? completely overturned all the original speculations, and even had inexplicable surprise.

What is the reason, and who would be so desperate to want their own life? Or is it that someone is killing people with a knife, taking advantage of the assassination of the Duke of Barrion by these assassins from the vast land, and sending themselves to hell as well?

But no matter what the outcome is, it is certain that the Minest family is absolutely inextricably linked, and Edward is absolutely sure of this, although there is no evidence, but a faint voice keeps telling him about it.

The real question is who is so eager to have himself killed and be charged with attempting to assassinate a member of the royal family - and the disgust and hatred of himself is probably beyond measure.

Lifting the fog outside, in exchange for more complex problems, one even feels besieged and isolated - with a hint of heaviness Edward returned home, without saying anything more, the whole person became a little reticent.

Alan, who vaguely sensed that something was wrong, chose to remain silent and did not ask Edward more questions - she knew that the more this state, the greater the pressure on Edward himself, and all she had to do was to absolutely believe in him, believe that this nasty guy, the guy he had entrusted with the rest of his life, could complete his own tasks.

It's absolute trust, because this guy deserves her to trust so much.

After a few days, the Duke of Berion, who had not responded to him, suddenly walked out of his home, appeared in the position of the Keeper of the Seals of the Imperial Council, and returned to his seat.

Power has nothing to do with titles - even if you are a king, once you leave his throne. The power in the hands is also extremely limited. This was especially true for the Duke of Berrion, who had to maintain his presence vis-à-vis Horald in order to maintain the power he had gained from the title of Lord of the Seals.

The return of the Duke of Berrion was a great encouragement to many of the Turin nobles - they had lost their leader, and they were completely scattered against the scheming Marquis of Horald. For them, as long as Berion sits in that position. A strong pillar for the old aristocracy throughout Turin.

But apparently not everyone thought that way - although a few days had passed, Anson still remembered the scene of that day, and in Edward's eyes, there seemed to be something in the prince's highness that was slowly stimulated like a bud after that day.

Something he knew all too well: ambition.

At the Imperial Council that day, His Majesty Horace, who could not ignore the overall resistance of the nobles, was finally willing to agree to slowly relax the martial law situation in the capital, which made many people feel happy. But most of them breathed a sigh of relief - they couldn't stand the crude big-headed soldiers, and they appeared in droves on the otherwise clean streets.

And at this moment, suddenly a young nobleman of the House of Parliament stood up and shouted out his proposal, and before the words fell, the entire throne hall was in an uproar!

"Order Lord Berrion Marcherus to return the title of Duke of Hantu City to His Highness Anson Marcherus!"

The throne hall, which was originally a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, suddenly fell into a terrible panic and turmoil, screams, exclamations. Angry protests, rebukes and loud shouts of approval and supporters...... The noise was almost ripping off the vault of the throne hall.

There were even knights ready to draw their swords. On the neck of this guy who was glaring angrily at him!And the nobleman on the other side, not to be outdone, had already pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist with a pale face, trembling with excitement as if he had been greatly humiliated, and was ready to splash blood on the spot at any time.

"Everyone, be quiet—!!!"

Grand Master Mercer Kane, who had been sitting in his place, stood up almost immediately, and roared out in front of the court ceremonial officer with his eyes glaring, and the terrifying roar like a lion's roar instantly spread throughout the throne hall. Deafening!

The original noise was like the flames of a huge wave, and it was extinguished that it was impossible to even see the smoke of gunpowder - no one dared to look directly at the Grand Master of the Knights, who had killed countless people. In an instant, the entire hall was silent. Horace nodded at Mercer, and the Grand Master returned to his place respectfully with a solemn expression.

But the little prince's expression was not so pleasant - in Anson's opinion, this was almost the perfect time to reclaim what belonged to him, and if all went well, he could take the title of Duke of Hantu City away from Berion's head!

"Your Majesty's Imperial Decree. Sam of House Gothern stepped forward to be questioned. Bernard, the court ceremonial officer, did not have a fluctuation in his face, and strictly adhered to the rules and regulations of the kingdom: "All the nobles present can protest and refute you, please be prepared." ”

"That's what I'm here for. The Turin nobleman, Sam Gothern, proudly walked out of the path made of fierce eyes, stood before Horace's throne as if on a pilgrimage, and began his mouth-wrenching speech.

I have to admit that Sam Gottern's eloquence is quite excellent, so good that it seems that everything has been prepared in advance, as smooth as a play, standing in front of the steps of the throne and talking to the whole hall, speaking at an unhurried pace, with a fluctuating change in feelings, like a breeze blowing into everyone's ears, which is convincing.

After listening to a few words, Edward probably understood his argument - firstly, the title of Duke of Hantu City belongs to the heir of the kingdom, and the current first in line of succession is His Royal Highness Anson, followed by Berion, and secondly, Berion has been in charge of Hantu for decades, and now that he is the Minister of the Seal, he should wisely give up the ownership of Hantu City.

"What did he say?" Listening to Sam's speech, the little prince's face showed a somewhat smug expression and glanced at Edward behind him: "This is what Sam spent half a month preparing for, isn't it very convincing?"

"It should be very convincing. Edward smiled at the right time, and when he saw the smug expression on Anson's face, he then asked, "So are you arranging this?"

"Of course not—it would be a problem to let my father know that I was doing such a thing. The little prince shook his head as a matter of course: "I met him half a month ago - a civil officer of the House of Representatives, his Gottern family was originally very prosperous, but in recent generations it has suddenly declined, and it was not until last month that he had the right to participate in the Imperial Council, and it was he who took the initiative to ask Ying to help me." ”

"I heard that he had a very good relationship with Luscent Minest when he was at the Academy, and had many friends - most of his fathers were lords of the East or South, and they were very kind people. Speaking of this, Anson's expression became more and more proud: "It seems that there are still many loyal subjects loyal to the kingdom in the Kingdom of Turin, not only in Turin City. ”

"It's natural,......" Edward immediately nodded yes, a smile of approval on his face: "After all, you are the most suitable heir to the kingdom, and of course they will choose to be on your side." ”

The satisfied little prince turned his gaze back, and Edward's expression gradually became serious, and even began to be a little nervous.

The Minester Family, East, Southern...... All of them are the areas with the highest concentration of powerful lords in the kingdom, and it is not clear what the purpose of these people standing behind Anson is?

Regardless of the outcome of this battle for the throne, it will definitely be a decisive battle between the royal city forces and the local forces, and many people may die, or maybe you will be one of them......

"Lord Berrion Marcherus, Lord Keeper of the Seals, to be questioned!" (To be continued......)

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