S Kingdom.
The Council Hall was filled with dozens of royal family mbers and high-ranking officials.
Everyone was pressuring Connor to take a stand.
"Only if Prince Owen personally kills that woman can we trust your loyalty to the entire country; otherwise, the throne of S Kingdom can never be handed over to you."
"That woman is a killer and spy from the KS Organization. If His Highness still has lingering feelings for her, it will lead to endless troubles in the future. It’s possible that the kingdom we have painstakingly built could fall into her hands, making us accountable to the people, and His Highness will be the guiltiest of all."
"She’s just a woman, Prince Owen. Don’t hesitate. Once you beco the King, many beauties nationwide will be willing to marry you and beco your queen. Avenging Prince Ollen is most fitting for you, and you can also intimidate the KS Organization by killing their female spy and showing them your prowess!"
Connor listened to the voices rising and falling in the hall, standing upright, like a sharp sword, indomitable, steady, and fierce.
In the past, he would have surely started swearing.
Back then, when he was with Harry Hunter, Harry spoke very little and was too lazy to bother with so annoying people.
In those days, he spoke on Harry’s behalf, swearing at whoever he caught; with Harry backing him, he was quite arrogant then.
Now, he cannot swear at anyone, or the situation will beco irreparable.
For a Prince to be in his position — it’s unheard of; it was better when he was a bodyguard, carefree.
In this hall, many people bore malice, claiming he should go kill Natalie Niles, but actually wanting to watch him go to his death.
After all, in their eyes, Natalie was extrely dangerous; this female spy from KS Organization’s initial mission was to uproot the S Kingdom’s Royal Clan, allowing KS to seamlessly take over the entire country, monopolizing the wealth of these lands.
They all thought he was still alive only because of good luck.
Only Connor knew that Natalie would never harm him, which is why he survived; if soone else were in this Prince’s position, they might et the sa fate as Ollen.
"I heard that the woman has returned to her country. Since Prince Owen grew up there, he knows the situation better; I suggest His Highness go there to kill her."
"No way, it’s too dangerous! His Highness cannot randomly leave the country now; too many people want him dead!"
"If he cannot handle this level of danger, then he doesn’t qualify as the heir to the throne. Our S Kingdom Prince is too timid; he’d be laughed at to death."
"Exactly, Prince Owen’s combat prowess isn’t low either. With so guards for protection, it’s just going to kill a woman; if even this fails, we might as well wait for the kingdom’s demise."
Connor was moved inside and said with a bold tone, "Since all of you request this, I’ll go kill her! I’m not a flower sheltered in a greenhouse; I’m not afraid of danger. I can use this to prove myself, so people won’t always challenge !"
The King, who had remained silent, furrowed his brows. Although he wanted Owen to avenge his eldest son, if Owen also fell into that woman’s hands, wouldn’t it be a loss?
"You can’t go; let the guards go. They have undergone rigorous training; their success rate is higher than yours."
Then he must go even more!
Connor knelt on one knee, "Let the guards stay to protect you. I can go; I’m familiar with that place, so the success rate is higher! Besides, avenging my brother should be my responsibility!"
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