The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"What? What is Bishop Norius talking about?"

"The real king of Elam? Of course King Fred is... wait! Could it be..."

Many people in the crowd had already guessed something through Norius' tone, but thinking of that terrible possibility, everyone forced themselves to stop thinking, and then they unanimously set their eyes on Duke Dressel.

If the king is fake, but not discovered by everyone.

Then there is only one person in this country who can do such a thing.

Is what Prince Philip just said true? Duke Dressel, he wants to be king of Elam?

No, impossible.

As soon as this idea flashed in my mind, it was subconsciously rejected by everyone.

Because of that person, he is Dressel.

He supported Elan's back with his shoulders, how could such a person do such a thing?

Although they know that such an idea should not be, in many people's hearts, they actually hope that Dressel can become the king of Elam.

It is no exaggeration to say that people love Dressel far more than the real King Fred.

A smile appeared on the face of the Radiant Pope, and he looked at Duke Dressel calmly.

"Finally, I have a little advantage." He breathed a sigh of relief. The continuous changes in the recent period have caused the Oracle Church to suffer a blow that has never been seen in 20 years.

Only at the moment when he vaguely raised this secret, did the Radiant Pope feel that he regained control.

But he was disappointed.

There was no panic or shock on Dressel's face. He was calm as usual, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Norius' words.

"You're right, the real king can exercise his rights, but you forgot one prerequisite." Duke Dressel said.

"The one who inherits the throne must be a real princess, and..."

"prince!"

When he heard the first half of the sentence, the Pope Guanghui still had a calm face, but the second half of the next sentence made the face of the seventh-level man change wildly.

"King, prince..."

"Could it be...?"

Turning his head sharply, the Pope saw Norius who was also shocked.

He dared not imagine that if Prince Philip was a fake, an ordinary person who had no royal blood at all, then the oracle church's arrangements and preparations for the past 10 years, and the painstaking efforts it had made to win Prince Philip, would be meaningless.

"So, what do you want to say?" Duke Dressel casually glanced at the Radiant Pope, "Are you really going to say it?"

"Speak, I'll talk after you finish."

Relaxed tone, confident smile.

Seeing this scene, the glorious Pope's face became distorted. He didn't need to verify it. He knew that Prince Philip was the same as the King Fried in front of him.

Most likely, it's all fake!

And that's not the worst part.

If the king and the prince are fake, and all this is a complete conspiracy, then the real king, Fred, is he... still alive?

Where is he?

doing what?

"Haha!" Prince Philip's loud laughter interrupted the Pope's thoughts.

"Master Bishop, tell them quickly, tell them Dressel's conspiracy, and let everyone know that the person sitting on the throne is simply..."

poof.

Without warning, Prince Philip rolled his eyes and suddenly fell to the ground.

"what happened?"

At this time, the nobles and officials who watched the whole process seemed to understand something.

"I hope it's not my overthinking... Bishop Norius seems to suggest that our King Fred is a fake. God, if this is true, where is the real king? Is it alive or dead? Who is in charge of all this?"

Everyone thought that this was already the most explosive news in the entire celebration day, but what Duke Dressel said next and the reaction of the Pope Guanghui made everyone realize...

His Royal Highness, their prince, is probably also a fake.

And what about Princess Charlotte?

That's right, judging from the current situation, that Kingdom Pearl is very likely to be the only real heir of King Fred.

He is the natural heir of this country!

Numb.

The news one after another made everyone in the field lose their ability to be shocked.

From Daario's sudden madness and the revelation of the church's conspiracy to his sudden death, it is still within the scope of everyone's cognition.

But next, King Freed directly identified the heir after completing Charlotte's crowning ceremony.

Then Bishop Norius cryptically reminded everyone that their king was a fake.

In the end, Duke Dressel told everyone that their prince was also a fake.

Of course, there is no definite evidence for the last two messages, but at this time, if they did not have definite evidence, the two seventh-orders would not be bored enough to joke on such an occasion.

Gloomy Pope's eyes were gloomy, while Montana took a step forward and took the fainted Prince Philip down.

"This is a matter within your Elan. Philip's body is unwell, and he is unable to carry out the next coronation." The Radiant Pope understood the meaning hidden in Duke Dressel's words.

I will say what you say.

If you don't say it, I won't say it either.

"Let's go!" After speaking, his body turned into a beam of light and disappeared into the hall. Immediately after, Norius, the other bishops and the clergy present also left the hall one after another.

"In this case, from tomorrow onwards, this country will be handed over to you." King Fred said, looking at Charlotte, and then he looked at all the nobles and officials in the field.

"Spread the news. Before the throne is officially passed on, let Charlotte govern for me. Dressel, Charlotte is still young and needs your support."

"Yes, my king." The Duke bowed his head.

"There is one more thing." Fred looked at Sigmund, "Since Charlotte believes in you, I am willing to believe in you too. You are Charlotte's guardian knight, and Charlotte is Elan's future Queen, then to protect her is to protect the country."

"So Henrik, from today onwards, you will be Elan's Protector Knight, and the Bureau of Investigation will also be handed over to you." Fred gave Sigmund the appointment.

"Henrik, from today onwards you are the new director of the Bureau of Investigation." Duke Dressel said.

After hearing his words, everyone was in an uproar, and they looked at Sigmund enviously.

The knight who protects the country, the new director of the Bureau of Investigation.

In addition, everyone recalled the ambiguous gossip that circulated in Abetus not long ago, and it seemed that the relationship between the upstart of the kingdom and Princess Charlotte was not simple.

Regardless of whether the news is true or not, at least from this moment on, the young man in front of him has become a big man who can affect the situation in Elam.