Chapter 1562: Chapter 903: The End of the Two Princes_2 Chapter 1562: Chapter 903: The End of the Two Princes_2 âDonât panic! Donât forget that this is my territory!â
Great Prince sneered down at Grand Duke Harrison Shelton, Duke Stone, and Duke Kent, furrowing his brows and demanding, âYou three have declared your neutrality many times before. Why do you suddenly go back on your word and support this despicable bastard? Have the three great aristocratic families of the Coldflame Kingdom fallen so low as to be caught in a web of lies?â
âYour Highness, you have misunderstood our intentions.â
Duke Stone, slightly hunchbacked, stroked his white beard and stepped forward with a self-assured grin, âWe always said we wouldnât interfere in the battle for the throne, not that we wouldnât support a certain heir. Thus, everything we have done is justified and reasonable.â
âExactly, if these people can choose who they are loyal to, why canât we?â
Duke Kent, tall and burly, disdainfully surveyed the surrounding nobles and powerhouses with a sharp gaze and said, âAre only state officials allowed to start fires, while the common people canât even light a lamp?â
âYou are merely making arguments to justify your actions!â
Great Prince roared in anger, âAre you truly prepared to be our enemies? You are provoking the authority of the Coldflame Monarchy!â
âThe hat youâre placing on us is quite large, Your Highness.â
A taunting smile emerged on Duke Stoneâs old face as he leisurely said, âWe are just wholly supporting the more suitable Fourth Prince to become the new king. How can this be considered provoking the royal authority?â
âThat bastard is of unknown origin, and you scheming people are no different than those despicable Otherworlders!â
Great Prince spat, pointing his longsword at the three aristocratic family heads and coldly said, âIf it werenât for this prince being constantly thwarted by those contemptible Otherworlders, would you even have the chance to flaunt your words here?â
Upon hearing Great Princeâs hysterical words, Duke Stone and Duke Kent laughed arrogantly, even the corners of Grand Duke Harrisonâs mouth couldnât help but reveal a contemptuous smile, clearly not taking the Great Prince seriously.
âBrother, thereâs no point in wasting words with them here; it seems theyâve made up their minds.â
Second Princeâs magic wand was already in his hand as he looked at the three dukes and said solemnly, âWhat do you want?â
âIsnât it obvious, Your Highness the Second Prince?â
Duke Stone spread his pale, old hands, the taunting look on his face growing stronger, as he said arrogantly, âJust as Fourth Prince has already mentioned, will you two dignified princes gracefully come down and surrender, or shall we come up and drag you down?â
âHow dare you! No matter how powerful you are, you are still vassals of the Coldflame Royal Family! Youâre recklessly defying us!â
Great Princeâs longsword pointed at the tip of Duke Stoneâs nose, shouting at the surrounding new and old nobles and powerhouses, âWhoever kills these three self-righteous people will become the new Coldflame Aristocrat!â
Upon hearing Great Princeâs rallying cry, the previously fearful expressions of the surrounding new and old nobles turned to murderous intent and greed, as they prepared to strike.
It was well known that among the three aristocratic families, each possessed over 20 main and subsidiary cities, not counting the surrounding affiliated small forces. Their power and influence far surpassed ordinary nobles and were nearly akin to a true kingdom.
If they could truly become the new aristocratic family, it would be like ascending to the sky in one step, tantamount to being crowned king!
In an instant, the once fearful atmosphere in the hall was once again filled with violent auras.
A pair of murderous eyes stared intently at the three family heads guarding Fourth Prince, clearly searching for their weaknesses.
Even though these three family heads were formidable, they had yet to break through to Tier 5, still lingering at Tier 4 Level.
Unlike Tier 5 Powerhouses, Tier 4 Powerhouses didnât possess an unbreakable energy barrier. If they were to slip, it could possibly spell their doom!
Seeing the atmosphere change suddenly, Great Prince and Second Prince exchanged glances and gripped their weapons tightly.
Both were Tier 4 Senior Powerhouses, and their trump cards were no less than the three dukesâ, especially given that this place was the Great Princeâs home turf.
This meant that as long as their morale held, their forces combined could still stand a chance against the three dukes!âOh? Are you still determined to give it your all in this situation?â
Seeing this, the previous contempt on Duke Kentâs face was replaced by a touch of surprise. He remarked, âThese two hopeless fellows are unexpectedly tenacious.â
However, despite saying that, Duke Kent still hadnât shown any weapons and maintained a calm appearance, seemingly unafraid.
âI donât see any surprising tenacity, just two foolish individuals who donât know when to give up. They simply donât understand the current situation and still think they have a chance to turn the tables.â
Duke Stone chuckled, disdainfully saying to the two princes at the head of the room, âIâll stand right here and not move because I bet you canât even reach me!â
Hearing Duke Stoneâs arrogant words, the surrounding new and old nobles preparing to strike began to exchange glances once more.
It was well-known that Duke Stone was a frail mage compared to the other two grand dukes, so it was surprising that he would act so brazen in this situation.
âThat old man is just bluffing.â
The Great Princeâs patience had evidently been exhausted. His face stern, he ordered, âKill them!â
âYour Highness is right, if we kill them, weâll become the new Grand Dukes!â
Sebel, the loyal minion, was already wearing a murderous expression. He had quickly equipped his armor, and the flail in his hand was already wildly swinging, causing strong winds to swirl around him.
Despite his corpulent stature, he was a genuine Tier 4 Physical Expert. His flail could shatter Tier 4 heavy armor!
Hearing the Great Prince and Sebelâs cries, the other new and old noble Powerhouses no longer hesitated. The gleaming cold light of their weapons flashed one after another, and the dazzling magic lights began to shine within the hall.
But just as Sebel, with a ferocious expression, was about to swing his flail at Duke Stone, magic fire arrows came whizzing from behind him.
Piercing sounds suddenly rang out.
One burning arrow after another effortlessly penetrated Sebelâs armor, quickly turning him into a flaming porcupine before he fell stiffly to the ground.
Until the very last moment of his life, the renowned Chief Judge of the Royal Family never understanding why the fatal attack came from behind him.
As Sebelâs obese corpse fell with a thud, the attacker behind him gradually came into view â it was another tall, thin old traditional noble.
âMr. Sharples?!â
With shock and disbelief written all over his face, the Great Prince screamed at the loyal old noble, âWhy did you kill Sebel?!â
However, before the Great Princeâs astonished voice had completely faded, more betrayals commenced.
At least half of the powerhouses among the new and old nobles suddenly turned their guns around, mercilessly pouring deadly blades and magic onto the other half of the unsuspecting nobles.
For a moment, the magnificent hall was filled with endless screams, the smell of blood and burnt flesh reaching the glazed ceiling.
As the astonished corpses continued to fall, it didnât take long for all the unprepared new and old nobles to meet their end. The bright red blood spread across the polished white marble floor.
Then, the perpetrators of the massacre silently stood with the Fourth Princeâs faction, their weapons aimed at the stunned Great Prince and Second Prince.
âMy foolish royal brothers, I told you just now that I wouldnât have come here if I wasnât sure of my chances,â
the Fourth Prince slowly stepped out from the crowd, a taunting smile on his face, âMay I ask you to die now?â