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His Majesty the King was assassinated.

Blockade the city! Blockade traffic! All the knights, city defense patrols, and spies are all mobilized! All the national mages have been canceled on vacation, form detachments, and find out the murderer! Find out a suspicious element! Find out a guy who is trying to resist and invade the kingdom!

This is the supreme order that all the soldiers have received at the moment, although any of them know that their actions may not bear fruit - the murderer who is hidden in the crowd will not be so easy to find, especially for the caster, and the time has passed by an hourglass scale is enough for the murderer to get away with it somewhere in the Empire...... can be used as a deposit with the country as the background, since they have eaten this mouthful of food, there are some things they must do!

When the twilight fell, the whole romance was still shrouded in a halo, but if its color was rainbow in joy before, then this time it was the blood light of madness in rage!.

Countless lights flickered in the city, countless city guards ran with torches, and the knights of the brigade jumped over the bonfires that blocked the blocks, and they disappeared into the deserted streets, and in a moment they would hear the sound of chickens and dogs jumping from the houses in that direction. The firelight ran from south to north and from east to west, and together with the dissipating sunlight in the sky, shrouded the city in a dark red shadow.

And the suffering of civilians seems endless...... The only thing to rejoice in was that the fierce cavalry also broke into the homes of the nobles. The usual aristocratic lords had to retreat angrily to the side in the face of these guys who had been given the highest authority, and let the rude soldiers like thieves rummage through their homes and belongings. And those who usually do some intimidation and blackmail on the street. The guys who took the sheep by the hand were all picked up by the city guard soldiers who did not distinguish between right and wrong.

There was shouting everywhere, there was noise everywhere, there was messy sound everywhere.

And this mess is mixed with everyone praying, praying that the day will end soon.

All the gods seemed to hear the voices of their devotees, the goddess of life blessing the life of the king, and the goddess of death smiling as Alpha de Strato Fernandis was closed in the coffin. The god of murder is inexplicably praised, and the god of justice is busy reaping the plea of catching the murderer as soon as possible.

"What do you mean by that?"

Count Vladimiah Ilyich shook his head in hatred. "What's this called, what's this?" he continued. Think of it as a meaningless whisper...... In fact, in this short hourglass scale, he has repeated this sentence dozens of times!

Today must be yourself. No, the worst day in the whole of Tuminis since its inception......

To suspect the apprentice of a promising ** master because of the crazy words of a damn madman, in the end, it turned out that it was just crazy words that were not even chasing after the wind, this is not only bad, it is a disaster!

No wonder that guy can't tell the truth from the fake, he himself is already crazy, how can he say something that makes people judge?

Or the only benefit of his actions is to confirm the suspicion that the so-called detection of lies is not for God to judge whether a person is lying or not, but only for his mental state to determine the final effect of the spell...... But the spy is not a mage. It was impossible to comprehend the joy of such a research achievement, and what he cared more about was that this guy's madness was undoubtedly a big slap in the face of the Yellow Family Glory Knights! Loud and loud! The dignified royal agent would be tricked by a madman, what should this be?

But what's worse is that it wasn't the worst thing of the worst day! If the madman just slapped him in the face. Then what happened after that was like someone kicking this spy in the face!

His Majesty the King was assassinated!

Even if the imperial army was approaching the city, none of the emperors of Tumines really suffered the crisis of being destroyed on the **. And now, this damn damned, cursed, murderous thing has come to his own head, and that's really ...... Or the only thing that is a little consolation except that His Majesty the King has been favored by the gods and his life should not be extinguished. Or maybe he's not alone...... The National Mage, the Knights of the Guard, the Knights of the Guard, and all of Romandy's defense institutions are also on the list of those who have been kicked in the face this time!

"Lord Earl!"

"What?" Vladimiah turned his head in annoyance, his fierce eyes making the subordinate who had come to report stunned, and for a moment he forgot what he was about to say......

But his fierce face suddenly turned a little blue, and the sharp sting pain that suddenly bloomed in his chest made him stagger and almost roll down the stairs! He clutched his left breast, and the fierce and irregular bouncing of flesh in it made his cheeks a bluish black color, and if it weren't for the timely sprinkling of healing brilliance on his body by a priest next to him, the kingdom's secret agent leader might have used his own death as a way to save face.

If God bless the kingdom and His Majesty can escape this catastrophe, he should almost retire and return to his own house to retire, right?

Vladimi gasped heavily, and found that he had retreated for the first time in twenty years.

The poor middle-aged man knew at this moment that he was completely old...... But worst of all, there is no way to retreat now.

Shaking his head, the spy made his way through the hallway into the most noisy part of the Louvre.

This is the main hall outside the palace of His Majesty Alpha III, and at this moment, almost all the characters representing the small half of the kingdom are gathered here, and these extremely shrewd characters are acting as a feint to listen to the reality of the royal family under the banner of caring for His Majesty the King who is seriously injured and unconscious. These clever "wall-ridden factions" exchanged opinions with each other, but each of them seemed to be loyal and brave.

"It's Imperial! I'm betting 10,000 platinum coins from the Imperial! I can see that woman's face clearly! She's definitely an Imperial! That damn maroon hair is the most common thing for Imperial mongrels!" the Chancellor of the Exchequer shouted frantically in the large living room outside the Emperor's bedchamber, gritting his teeth. Roaring in a terrible way: "They must be taking revenge! They are also afraid, they are afraid of our great revival, they are afraid of our ......."

"There are more imperial people on the continent than rats, is it difficult to hire one to commit murder?"

The kingdom's military minister snorted disdainfully. The gray-haired veteran general had a calm that had long been accustomed to the wind and rain, and his thinking was extremely accurate.

"Could it be a Krurod...... Quite a few of them are reluctant to join us, and I've heard that many of them even go so far as to kill the highlanders who marry the Plainsmen......" a minister joined.

"Don't guess! The Krurodians have never been good at assassination! It's impossible to take 10,000 steps back, you think. Their barbarians, who are so poor that they only have sticks left, have the money to buy such a powerful killer?" Another minister replied to his colleague's question: "Haven't you noticed? That guy actually broke through the defenses around the carriage, you must know that it was an anti-teleportation, anti-magic circle arranged by four high-level mages!"

"That's the provincials. I know that His Majesty is preparing to weaken their power recently, and they are definitely going to take advantage of ......!"

"Can you shut up, everybody?"

A dark wind blew into the room, and the leader of the royal agents spoke impatiently. He slowly looked around at the ghosts and spirits in the capital area, and the decadence and fatigue just now seemed to be swept away. The extremely depressed mood made the body of the most gloomy and terrifying person in the kingdom seem to be shrouded in a layer of substantial negative energy, and that cold made the temperature of the entire space drop by half in an instant!

"I say, when did the meeting room of the palace become a market for the common people?Do you only care about the murderer? If I say, why can't the one who intends to murder His Majesty be one of you? After all, when I see that His Majesty the King is unable to exercise his responsibilities, all the adults here seem to have no intention of doing anything but talking nonsense like those shrews, or are you all secretly happy in your hearts?"

This accusation made everyone shudder.

"Do you think you are not suspicious?" said Count Vladimi, sneering, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, and in this gaze, the Chancellor raised his glass to cover his face. The other adults looked at the iceberg-like leader of the royal agents and didn't dare to say a word, and in the end, only the head of the Tulip Knights, Christian, greeted him.

"Calm down, Fola! I know your feelings, but your guess is unfair! The people sitting here are all heroes who have done their best for the kingdom. You can't slander them!" The Grand Knight, who had shrouded himself in a full-body armor at all times, let out an urn sound from under his helmet, temporarily calming the secret agent's anger.

These idiots!

Stopping his attempt to deflect his anger, Felakimi reached out and pulled out a crystal.

It is ironic that the supposedly omniscient spy knows the least about the disaster of the day...... After all, he was stupidly being held back in his station by a madman...... Although it was convenient for the celebration, this chaotic scene was captured in a crystal from beginning to end. The picture is clear enough, but unfortunately the things in this picture are not very referential.

The luster in the crystal flows, and the air outlines a picture.

The emperor and his entourage walked out of the house, and first of all, the nobles were lining up to send their blessings to the couple, and this was the only moment in the whole wedding when they could get close to the supreme one, the men crowded around the king's majesty, and the ladies began to surround the princess, who had become the queen, waiting for her to throw her bouquet into the air according to tradition, and then snatch the most noble blessing.

But in a single breath, screams rang out from the crowd.

The shouts rang out along with the roars of the Guardsmen, and the crowd trying to flee the scene collided with the swarming swarms of knives, guns, and shields. People who had lost their way began to trample on each other, and the young lady, frightened by the thunderous gunfire and the bright color of blood, began to cry and scream wildly.

The eight knights immediately gathered around the fallen king Xià into a dense shield array, and then retreated inch by inch, and closed the gate in unison, but this also excluded the mage who was in charge of recording the scene, except for the various screaming crowds in the picture. The roar of the emperor came from the roaring knights and the lobby!

There were too many heads, and it was too messy, and the picture didn't even focus on the front of the assassin for a moment, except for his gray robe-wrapped body, there was only the blade - a scimitar-like sword, but far longer and more insidious than a thin scimitar. The sword flashed in a flash. The blood has burst out!

"Now, then, guys. I'm going to ask you again, who else has ever seen the murderer's face?"

"Flah. As I said before, all I saw was a woman! But she disappeared into the crowd in one fell swoop!hmm...... Actually, she was using magic, not spatial spells, or any door or teleportation, but I just saw her put away the blade and back away, and then, as if she was behind the civilians in the blink of an eye. The Chancellor of the Exchequer coughed dryly and spoke.

"Are you sure?"

"Nonsense, how can I know women that you can. Ahem, in short, that, actually dared to boldly assassinate our one-and-a-kind, unstoppable, holy and great King. How could I forget such a demon? Unforgivable! If I were caught, I would definitely have him torn to pieces......

"Didn't she have an anti-teleportation circle next to the carriage? she was able to escape? And she used a portal? What about the mages who were in charge of building the anti-teleportation circle? They must be in the same group!"

The simple inquiry turned into a quarrel in the next moment, and the head of the spy couldn't help but frown deeply.

Even though he had seen it three times, he was still able to see too little in the footage, and he had to say that the Assassin had chosen the timing too well - before the Emperor left the Great and was ready to return to the castle. In the order of etiquette, the nobles congratulated His Majesty the King in turn. In order for the king to enjoy the grand spectacle of the people around him cheering, the itinerary was designed to isolate them too far. And when a group of Wenchen were clustered around, it was an unexpected blind spot - although it was a large number of people, it was a group of out-and-out waste, and when the sword light was raised, they could only stare blankly, and there was no one who could come forward to defend the emperor!

Thankfully, there were a few people in this group who weren't so wasteful, such as His Highness Strand...... In fact, if it weren't for the nearest prince, His Royal Highness, who pushed away the first few wastes and rushed forward and knocked down his father, the next attack of the Assassin would have pierced through the heart of His Majesty.

But even so, the king's injuries were extremely severe, according to the priest in charge of dealing with it at the time, the strange long knife and ferocious slash almost completely ignored the defense, and the armor on the king's body was also a high creation with magical blessings, even after many years, ordinary magic long swords could not cut it lightly, but before that long knife, it was almost as fragile as sheepskin. The entire front breastplate was almost broken in half.

And the murder weapon unsurprisingly carried a very strange toxin.

It's not just a toxin, there should be a curse of magic, according to the news just now, His Majesty's internal organs are rapidly depleting, even positive energy can't completely dispel it, so although it is temporarily preserved, but it is not out of danger, and the mages are still analyzing what this curse is......

The bunch of garbage!

Even the so-called prophetic mages couldn't find the slightest trace of the murderer, and the so-called reason was that some fate was hidden in the sea of mist!

"I don't think there's anything special...... But it's a little weird, don't you think there's something missing here?"

A voice let

"Your Majesty has awakened now......" The priest's voice caused a small cheer, and even a few people were already in high spirits

"That terrible curse seems to have been taken out, but His Majesty's body has been greatly damaged, so in the recent period, you can't

His Royal Highness the Prince

There's an old saying that should say, look for the beneficiary of the event, right?

In the quiet room, there were several mages and priests, and heavily armed knights, but the light was only the fire in the fireplace, which made the room a little dark, and the bed was thick and soft, and the high pillows were piled on the lacquered gold bedside, on which lay an old man with a tired face.

The prince stepped forward lightly, took the old man's hand that was flat on the side of the bed, and gently kissed the back of his hand: "Your Majesty." ”

Edward couldn't help but frown.

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