I show off when others try their best, but am I rated S-level?

Chapter 60 Sorry, the whole palace belongs to me
Vita Palace.

in the conference hall.

Manuel looked at the battle map on the front line and flipped through the emergency battle reports sent by the generals on the front line.

The Eastern Front is in emergency, the Southern Front is in emergency, the Western Front is in emergency, and the Northern Front is in emergency!
The Vita clan was attacked on all sides, and failed to gain a huge advantage on every battlefield.

It is not that the demons have never had wars with various tribes in the past, but at least in the early stages of the war, the sons of the Vita tribe were all fierce, and they were often able to repel the weaklings of the various tribes.

But it happened that these weak sons of bitches summoned a hundred thousand alien troops from nowhere. These people are not afraid of death. They have the strength of at least many stars. They are all geniuses. As long as they knock the magic crystal, they can do it. You can become stronger quickly, there is no upper limit!

Manuel felt anxious about this situation and was at a loss as to what to do.

The battles in the past were not so difficult!
But fortunately, fortunately, he had a trump card. He discovered a forbidden ritual magic from the treasure trove of the Vita clan throughout the ages.

This was originally a kind of control magic used to forcefully transform unconquerable powerful enemies into forbidden puppets, but he had an idea and thought of the past kings of Vita.

Although they are burdened with endless curses after wearing the crown of thorns, they are also equivalent to possessing infinite magic power, comparable to the power of gods.

But they often cannot fully exert this power, because they have to maintain their will and maintain themselves. When using this power, they also have to work hard to resist the curse and corruption that comes with this power.

In this case, wouldn't it be enough to turn the king into a puppet?
You no longer need to endure the endless curse pain in order to maintain your own will. You only need to give up your life, turn into a puppet that obeys my orders, and leave everything to me.

Let me make you exert that vast power of the curse, and let me lead the Vita clan to become great again!
He has been preparing for this for many years, and he only needs to complete the final arrangements. As long as he waits for the coronation ceremony ten days later, he can complete his great cause and fulfill his long-cherished wish.

With such a puppet with divine power, what else can he not do in this world?

As long as the front line lasts another ten days!
As long as there are no more troubles in the Ten Heavenly Palace, especially Xiluer, don't come out to cause trouble again...

Just as he was thinking this, the door in front of him opened with a creak.

He had already moved his meeting hall to the entrance of the princess's palace and personally monitored and placed the restless princess under house arrest.

Even so, in the past few days, spies from various tribes who had been inserted into the palace were constantly trying to stir up trouble and cause civil strife in the palace during the meal delivery. Fortunately, he suppressed them one by one.

But now...

"Xi Lu'er, what are you doing out here again!"

Manuel reprimanded sternly, his majestic and cold face that looked like a weather-beaten face was tightly pinched with knife-like wrinkles, containing coldness and murderous intent.

"Now that the war on the frontline is getting increasingly tense, you not only don't know how to stay calm, but you also want to cause trouble. Can't you take the overall situation into consideration at all?"

"The big picture?"

Xiluer blinked her eyes in confusion, looking at the angry Prime Minister innocently, as if asking him: What is the overall situation?

"Xilu'er, I also know that you are anxious and want to help everyone in the Vita clan immediately. But there are still ten days, and your coronation ceremony is in ten days. Can't you wait even ten days?"

At this time, Manuel put away his murderous intention again, looking like an elder trying to persuade him, and said earnestly:

"I know that someone has made slanderous remarks to you recently, but it is all a conspiracy of various ethnic groups. It is their spies who want to drive a wedge between us and cause us civil strife! Xilu'er, I have watched you grow up. Do I really know how to do this? Harm you?"

He sighed, looking like he was overwhelmed by carrying too much. He rested his forehead with his palms and looked tired, as if he had aged by more than ten years.

"Ten days, Xilu'er, wait for another ten days, I promise that once you are crowned, I will return all the power at hand to you and assist you loyally. At this critical moment of life and death, you should stop being petty and willful. Take the overall situation into consideration and listen to your uncle for once, okay?" "Obey? Sorry, I can't do that."

Xiluer slowly walked towards the center of the meeting hall. She had a majestic face and a majestic momentum. Her movements and movements naturally showed a sense of domineering, and she already had the demeanor of a king.

"I didn't hear any danger of survival from the overall situation described by my uncle. I only saw an incompetent careerist who clumsily occupies power. He clings to a greedy and ignorant spring and autumn dream and ignores the real hope of saving the country."

"Consider the overall situation? Shouldn't the real overall situation be held immediately to hold a coronation ceremony so that I can gain the power to be the king?

"In this way, the soldiers on the front line will be reassured and their morale will be high. In this way, I will become the strongest man in the world. You don't need to sit in the palace, you can rush to the front line to use your strength to support the border, and the border lines will not be in a hurry. Don’t worry, what is the overall situation? This is the real overall situation. I will be crowned the king immediately. This is the overall situation!”

The girl's clear and powerful voice resounded and vibrated in the hall like wind and thunder, lingering for a long time.

She looked directly into the Prime Minister's eyes and asked sternly.

"Uncle Manuel, tell me, what is the overall situation you call! Why do you have to delay these ten days!"

"presumptuous!"

Manuel was furious and struck the table, like a sleeping old lion suddenly waking up, exuding a powerful momentum.

"Xi Lu'er, before I decide to teach you a lesson, get back here immediately!"

Her Royal Highness the Princess smiled coldly, with a sarcastic look on her face. Not only was she not afraid of the power of his anger, she even had a powerful aura that would push Manuel down.

"Uncle, you are showing your timidity and shouting so loudly. What are you afraid of?"

"enough!"

Manuel tried his best to suppress his anger. He didn't want to accidentally break the vase that had become less obedient and beautiful in his eyes.

"Come here, please take Her Royal Highness back to her bedroom!"

"Yes!"

A group of guards immediately rushed into the hall. They were all wearing armor, with sophisticated weapons, and their eyes were loyal and resolute.

The armor reflected a cold light. They raised the weapons in their hands, and the blades of the guns shone with a piercing cold light.

These weapons, shining with a stinging cold light, were all aimed at the prime minister who had just given the order.

"what?"

Manuel's eyes widened in shock, looking at the guards surrounding him, these soldiers he had trained with his own hands, his most loyal warriors.

"I asked you to take Her Royal Highness back to the palace, instead of pointing the blade at me!"

He suppressed his anger and forced the sound out of his throat.

However, the guards in front of him had firm eyes and serious expressions, and did not make any move to obey his orders. The sharp blades of their spears with cold light were still pointed at his head unwaveringly.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was clasping her hands on her chest in the center of the hall, looking calm and sneering at him, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

When did all the loyal subordinates around me rebel and become her people?
(End of this chapter)