Realm of Power

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In a villa in Rode Kyoto, the white-haired Prince Yagfiton, wearing the dark blue general uniform of General Rode, strode into the door of the villa surrounded by more than a dozen senior Rode generals.

Passing through the spacious and bright front hall, a high-end red carpet of the same color extends to the threshold of the hall. There are more than a thousand reliefs on the walls along the way. The top floor is so high that people dare not look up. Countless crystal lamps hang like the sky. The starry sky and the gorgeous and luxurious decorations could not keep the prince's gaze for a moment.

His eyes were fixed on the door that was getting closer and closer, and there was a burst of chatter from inside the closed marble door.

"Open the door." Prince Yagfiton took a deep breath, straightened his collar again, and waved to the guards standing at the door. He had only one goal, and that was King Lod's throne, Yag. Helen has left the city, and the assassination plan has begun to enter the operational stage. Prince Yagfiton is 100% sure of the success rate of this assassination.

If you can't kill the powerful Vekia Falcon, how can you still kill a helpless girl? Before the news of success comes from outside the city, the best way is to seize the opportunity to take control of Kyoto and have the entire Kyoto military power in your own hands. The most important part of the plan, no matter whether the assassination is successful or not, he will be the biggest winner

"His Royal Highness Prince Agrafiton has arrived."

With a loud voice, the hundreds of German officers who had been waiting in the hall of the Military Affairs Department stopped talking at the same time, and all turned their heads with strange expressions.

"Bang" the door opened, hundreds of murderous Nord heavy infantry wearing heavy armor rushed in with shining steel shields and battle axes, surrounding everyone inside.

"Your Highness the Prince? Which Your Highness the Prince?"

The atmosphere in the hall, which can accommodate hundreds of people, was solemn. Everyone looked at each other and whispered. The strange atmosphere and the strange atmosphere of the soldiers from all around made everyone feel an ominous omen.

Under the confused gazes of everyone, the old but tall figure of Prince Yagfiton appeared like a lion. He walked straight to the head of the middle conference table where only His Majesty the King could sit.

"I'm sorry to invite you here in such a dishonorable way." Prince Yagfiton sat down in the main seat dedicated to the king with an expressionless face, and his sharp eyes swept over everyone's faces filled with various expressions. He said sternly, "In the moment of life and death of my great virtue, At this moment, as an elder of the royal family, I will definitely no longer stand idly by. In view of Yaghelen’s treasonous act of secretly negotiating with the Falcon Dynasty, I announce that I will strip Yaghelen of the title of Princess of the Royal Family and take full power to take over Lud Kyoto and the Lud Royal Family. "right of representation"

"how so?"

There was a commotion among the German officers. At this time, they saw behind the prince, a dozen generals who held the actual power in Kyoto. Each of them had an iron complexion, pursed their lips tightly, and looked straight ahead, like more than a dozen generals. Like a solemn sculpture, it was silent and no one seemed to see this transgressive act.

Seeing the attitude of their superiors, the officers who were deceived into having a military emergency meeting all suddenly realized at this moment

"Rebellion must be a usurpation of power." Some of the German officers' faces were as heavy as water, and some could not hide their anger. However, under the covert obstruction of their colleagues, they could only dare to be angry but dare not speak out.

They came here to gather after receiving an order from the Ministry of Military Affairs. When they saw so many people here, they were shocked at first. They thought there was some big move in Kyoto, but the appearance of His Highness the Prince was enough to show what would happen next. What are you doing?

Finally, a highly respected old general stood up. He was Boasad, who had been escorted back from Wikiia by Northanvik.

"Get out of your way"

The veteran with an upright personality pushed away the hands of his colleagues who were blocking him, bravely stood up from the crowd, and glared at Prince Agfiton in his seat.

"Your Highness, what do you mean by this? Everyone knows that Princess Yagheleng is the direct bloodline of His Majesty Yagrolk. You led troops into the Ministry of Military Affairs without authorization and said such treason. Are you trying to rebel? ? If you really do this, then you are a wicked sinner

"Rebellion? It should be called a return to orthodoxy." Prince Yagfiton's face was ashen, his teeth were clenched, and his eyes were full of anger. He punched the table and said through gritted teeth.

"Don't forget, who is Boasad who stole the throne from that guy Yagrork? You are also a veteran of our Lod Kingdom. You also experienced the battle for the throne that year. You Touch your heart and say, am I treason? Yagrork has made me, Rode, become like this. Is he a sinner of Rode, or am I a sinner of Rode?"

"Your Majesty Yagrolk is not wrong, and you are not wrong either. What is wrong is that in this era, we met an opponent we should not have met." The veteran Boasad's face changed and he said without giving in. "But now you are launching a rebellion." , you are forcing hundreds of thousands of Kyoto people to die. You are making everyone embark on a road of no return."

"Is death so terrible?" Prince Yagfiton's face was ferocious, and his eyes as bright as flames looked at the officers crowded together below, and said loudly, "Where have the so-called brave and fearless Lod warriors gone? Have they all become Are you a coward who dare not speak out?"

With a "clang", Prince Yagfelden pulled out his sword, and cut off a corner of the long hard wooden seat with one sword. The sword's blade was shone with cold light, and the hilt was inlaid with more than ten blue-red gems the size of cat's eyes. , gathered into two staggered battle axes,

"It's the sword of royal power of Yagrolurk." Everyone was in a commotion again. The sharp sword in the hand of Prince Yagluoerke turned out to be the sword of royal power that had been passed down to the royal family of Lod for five hundred years. It represented the unparalleled power of the royal family of Lod. With this sword in hand, it has basically shown that the royal family of Lod has recognized the leadership of Prince Agfiton.

"Without you, Luode would not have reached this point. Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is that you have even lost the heart of a warrior. Facing today's situation, how can you have the face to meet your ancestors who died in battle? And face this sword of royal power with face"

Prince Agrafton raised the sword of royal power in his hand high, facing the sunlight shining from the window, and said in a deep tone, "Compared to me, you are the sinners of evil."

"His Royal Highness the Prince is right. Instead of being infamy for eternity, we should fight to the death." At this time, the officers of the Prince's faction among the officers began to agitate.

"Fight to the death!" The other officers also shouted excitedly, and the crowd was so excited that even the veteran Boasad didn't know how to face this situation.

"Your Highness, what will happen when the Princess comes back?" Someone asked such a question, and the excited voices suddenly stopped. The legitimacy of direct bloodline is still firmly rooted in the hearts of the middle-level Luode officers. Following the rebellion is one thing. It's another thing to attack the beautiful Princess Helen

"Her Royal Highness, I'm afraid she won't be able to come back." As if he knew what these middle-level officers were thinking, Prince Yagfiton pretended to be sad. He took out a letter of information from his arms and placed it on the long table in the center. , said with regret, "Although Aghelem has access to She is charged with treason against the enemy, but after all, she is also a member of our royal family. I have accurate information that this negotiation is a trap for the Falcon Dynasty. These despicable Falcon soldiers will kill Helen during the negotiation, and then To intimidate us into surrendering.”

"What? These Falcons are too despicable." As soon as he said this, the Nord officer below immediately exploded. "For Her Royal Highness and the Kingdom, we will fight with the Falcons."

Looking at the already one-sided situation below, Prince Yagfiton stood up with a smile on his lips. The overall situation has been decided. More than 90% of the mid-level officers in Luode Kyoto are gathered in this hall. Mastering them is tantamount to Controlled the army of Rotoku Kyoto

"Bang!" At this moment, the door of the conference hall, which had been closed just after the prince entered, was pushed open from the outside, and a hurried-looking Roode officer hurriedly walked in with a piece of intelligence in his hand.

"The assassination happened this morning. During negotiations, Her Royal Highness the Princess was despicably assassinated by an unknown person."

As soon as Officer Rode entered the hall, he couldn't wait to hold up the information in his hand and shouted loudly. His steps were heavy, but the news he brought to everyone was more like a heavy hammer hitting Officer Rode's heart.

"Are you telling the truth? What's wrong with your highness, Princess? If what you tell is a lie, I will twist your neck." A young Rode officer looked sad and angry and grabbed the collar of the Rode officer. , there were many Rode officers who were as excited as him. Hundreds of people came over almost at the same time, almost squeezing the Rode officer who was delivering the message to death.

"Ahem, it's true, it's definitely true." Officer Rode tried hard to hold up the information in his hand, coughed for a while with a red face, and then said intermittently while breathing heavily.

"If you don't believe it, you can send someone to take a look outside the city yourself. The entire Falcon Army is currently being mobilized.

Any soldier will know that just this morning, the Rohde negotiation team was assassinated by unknown persons in Antok. Not only was Her Royal Highness the Princess stabbed to death, but also the head of negotiations of the Falcon Dynasty, Pryce. "Seriously injured"

"So, Your Highness the Princess is really... ishu..." Some of the German officers looked ashen.

"Conspiracy, this must be the conspiracy of the Falcon Army. Why is Her Royal Highness the Princess dead, but their people are still alive, and where is the Vekia Falcon? Why didn't the Vekia Falcon come forward to negotiate... Let's fight, everyone fight with the Falcon Army "

Such thoughts flashed through the minds of many Rode officers. They felt a surge of blood at the same time, and the courage they had lost filled their chests.