Hawson struggled symbolically on the ground for a few monts before raising his head to look at Stark and saying, "Let go."
"Oh, is our angry little cowboy finally calming down now?" Stark raised his hand and removed the force field from Hawson's body.
The eldest prince patted his knees and stood up. "You're right, there's only one throne anyway. Soone needs to sit. I'm not sitting. So people are happy to sit, so I'll do it."
Stark applauded, "You have the nature of a king, and that is ruthlessness." That's right, kinship is nothing. Power is real, and it's not in vain for to bet on you. Since we have reached an agreent, then will His Highness Prince Hawson be able to announce this news to everyone tomorrow? I have to remind you that the people of Tangerio are definitely on their way now. They will bring back the king's corpse. If the king had made his will before then and you hadn't taken the first step, then the situation wouldn't have been very pleasant. "
"I also want to, but this matter is not that simple." Hawson shook his head and said, "There are only three ways to succeed to the throne. The first is for the king to make a will, witnessed by a notary, so that when the king dies, the will will automatically take effect." The second was that the king had appointed a successor and abdicated the throne on a certain day in order to allow the new king to succeed him. As for the last, if the king died without any will, then the eldest son would succeed him according to the laws of the empire. But at the sa ti it requires the signature and consent of either the President of the Privy Council, the Chancellor of Justice or the Pri Minister. "
"In this situation, if I want to succeed, I can only take a third path. However, it will be very difficult to obtain the signatures of two of the three people ntioned earlier, at least overnight." Hawson shook his head. "Only the President of the Privy Council is relatively easy to talk to. The Chancellor and the Pri Minister have always looked at indifferently. It is almost impossible for them to sign their nas in such an environnt tonight."
"With here, there's nothing impossible." Stark said calmly, "Find two of them. No matter what thod you use, as long as I et them, I will be able to get them to agree."
"Also, even if you succeed through the'legal 'path, you still need ti to appease those subjects. Therefore, the people of Tangerio will definitely not be allowed to enter the city. You need to lay a cri on them. In the end, you need to transfer an army to to deal with them. "Don't misunderstand. I can sweep them out of the city gate by myself, but you don't want my identity to be exposed, do you? That's why you need an army to cover it up."
Hawson circled around the study a few tis and said firmly, "Alright, I can transfer a troop of dragon army soldiers to you. They are all my n and will be under your full command."
"That will be easy. Let's do this first. Go and invite the two of you. After all, ti is limited."
'"Mr. Stark, can you tell what you want?" Hawson walked to the door and suddenly turned around.
Stark smiled faintly. "Don't worry. I'll talk about my return in the future. Right now, the prince is the most important successor, right, Your Highness Hawson?"
Hawson nodded. Stark's body suddenly trembled, and purple blood flowed down from the corner of his eyes and nose. "Master, you need to recover now. Why don't we stop him for you tomorrow?" Said a worried woman as she hurriedly helped him sit down.
"You two can't stop, just my brother, you can't stop. Don't worry about , Tangelio's counterattack is heavy, but it won't kill . Moreover, even if I were to act like this, I would still be able to stop soone. If my luck is good enough, I might even be able to deal with my brother. That would save a lot of trouble. "But with his strength, it probably won't go so smoothly." Stark patted rry's hand and said, "Go get Diego. I have sothing to arrange for him to do while I have so ti."
rry nodded and left obediently.
On the evening of the next day, the sun was setting in the west. The sky on the west side was dyed red by the afterglow of the setting sun, giving off an oppressive aura. In the wilderness outside Oliska, a team headed towards the imperial city gate. Woodrick rode his horse in front, followed by Alan and Julian with their heads hanging down. Next was a wooden carriage pulled by two warhorses. Above it was an improvised wooden coffin covered with a golden flag of two lions.
After Tangerio died last night, Ellen and Woodrick cut down trees to make coffins. The Great General even removed the ice soul crystals from the giant sword and put them into the coffins together with Tangerio's body, in order to protect the Great Emperor's body from decay with the cold energy of the ice crystals.
Everyone in this group was in a low mood. The only thing that hadn't changed was the ten Iron Sharp Warriors accompanying them. They weren't living creatures, so they naturally didn't have the mood to say anything.
"Your Highness, you need to cheer up." Allen whispered, "We have returned to Oliska. You need to cheer up to complete His Majesty's entrustnt."
"I know, Alan." Julian sighed softly, "I know I have to be cheerful, but father It was not until last night that I realized how much he loved and mother. When I heard him say that, I was both happy and painful. Ellen, why did the gods take him away from us so cruelly?"
"I really want to say that I can understand your feelings, Your Highness." "But I've lived with my mother since I was young. I never knew what my father was like," Allen said as he looked at the walls of the imperial capital on the other side. Yes, my father, who never appeared before I was born, I don't even know what he looks like. I only know that my mother hates him. I can understand. I know that my mother also wants to hate him. But to be honest, I don't love him, but it's hard to hate him. "
"Although I did hate my mother for a while when I knew she could have lived better. But ti gradually cald things down, especially after so many experiences. I wonder if he has so unspeakable difficulties. Just like Great Emperor did to you, is there another reason for that man to leave us?" Ellen shook his head and smiled, "Actually, I envy you. At least, you know that His Majesty loves you. You are his proudest son, so Your Highness, you can't disappoint him."
Julian gritted his teeth and finally raised his head. "You're right, Ellen. He placed all his hopes on . I can't continue to be so depressed. I shouldn't disappoint him. Instead, I want to make him proud of . And all of this begins with Olliska."
Alan smiled and nodded.
Suddenly Woodrick raised his hand.
The team stopped and Alan stepped forward, "What's going on?"
"There's a situation." Woodrick pointed to the front. A smoke screen rose up in the field in front of him. Judging from the scale, it should be an army. Woodrick said: "I didn't notify Olliska because of the ergency. Logically, they haven't received any news yet. Why would they send an army to'welco 'us?"
Alan frowned and winked at Lucy. The latter understood, and the lines on his finger lit up. The Steel Sharp Warriors took large strides forward and lined up in front of the queue.
A mont later, an army appeared in front of them. The army was still carrying the flag of the dragon army. It looked like there were about two hundred people. Dozens of knights rode their horses, followed by hundreds of infantry. The army ca to a stop about a hundred ters away from each other, and the atmosphere was sowhat strange.
Woodrick walked past the Iron Sharp Warriors and shouted, "I'm General Woodrick of the Giant Dragon Army. Who is your commander?"
"It's , Wade, my lord." A middle-aged knight stepped out. His face was covered in shadows under his helt, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. However, even though his words used honorific words, he didn't feel the slightest bit of respect from him. If he had any respect for Woodrick, it was ti to get off his horse and kneel.
However, he did not. He was still sitting on the back of the horse with a big thorn.
Woodrick frowned. "Wade? Never heard of it."
"Of course, I'm just a nobody. How could Sir hear about it?"
"Alright, Wade. Are you here to welco us?" Woodrick pretended that he did not recognize the disdainful tone of the other party's words and probed.
The knight nad Wade laughed, "Of course, and to be exact, we are here to welco His Highness Julian."
"Welco ?" Accompanied by Alan, Julian walked past the Iron Sharp Warrior and said, "Who sent you here?"
"Of course it's the king." Wade shouted, "In the na of King Hawson, we now pronounce that Julian murdered his father to the violent death of His Majesty Tangerio. This is an unforgivable cri. We will arrest Julian and put him in prison, awaiting trial by the Chancellor of Justice!"
Julian's expression changed. He shook his head and said, "What did you say? The new king? Hawson?"
"Didn't His Highness hear you clearly? Then I'll tell you again. That's right. His Majesty Hawson has learned of your cri and announced his succession to the throne this morning in the presence of the Lord Chancellor and the President of the Privy Council!"
"Impossible!" Woodrick shouted. "His Majesty Tangerio passed away last night. How did Hawson get the news? Besides, His Majesty has already made a will. His Highness Julian is the new king. Earl Allen and I will bear witness to this!"
Wade laughed, "Julian was the murderer of the forr King, and Woodrick and Earl Allen were accomplices. His Majesty Hawson is very clear. Sir, who do you think has more weight in the words of the new King or the two of you?"
Julian wanted to say sothing else. Alan gently pulled him and shook his head, "There's no need to say anything else. It's obvious that Hawson has received the news that he wants to make a move first. No, he's already done it. These must be his n. They won't listen to anything."
Woodrick nodded and shouted, "Get out of the way. We're going to Daybreak Castle. The Great Emperor's corpse is here. Do you dare to intercept him?"
The knight laughed mockingly, "You said it was Great Emperor's corpse? I said it was a casual imitation, right? I won't let you have the chance to disturb His Majesty Hawson. Surrender, offender, kill!"
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