Your Majesty, the Spectacle Has Missed the Country!

Blood.

The red blood gradually soaked Raphael's luxurious pale golden robe, and the sharp dagger smeared with poison penetrated deeply into his body, causing the emperor in front of him to almost lose his ability to react in an instant.

Under the effect of the poison, Raphael felt as if countless ants were gnawing his own flesh and blood, but... his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and it was difficult to make any sound.

His eyes widened, and he looked at the waiter who had served him for many years in disbelief.

betray……

Severe pain...

The faint smile on the servant's face, like the sword of Damocles hitting his heart, made Raphael feel extremely resentful and... helpless.

Why?

Why would my personal servant choose to betray myself...

At this time, Raphael desperately wanted to grab all the possible life-saving straws around him. He tried hard to pick up the sword that represented the emperor's authority, but...

At the moment the dagger was soaked with poisonous ground into his body, as the blood flowed through his limbs, his whole body became weak, and he could only collapse on the seat of the emperor.

"Help...help me..."

Raphael tried his best to make a sound, because the guards guarding the court were standing outside the bronze gate, but... his throat was like a huge boulder that was blocked, so he could only open his mouth. Struggling desperately.

He can't die!

He is not yet forty years old!

He has not yet succeeded in regaining the authority exclusive to the royal family, the battle on the front line has just gained an advantage, the arrogance of the Regent Council has just been suppressed, and even... he has not even determined his heir...

only……

The virulent poison has penetrated into the bone marrow over time. At this time, Raphael Alexander can only collapse on his throne, suffering the pain of almost collapse!

The servant called "Kerry" stood there with a smile just like that, quietly watching the forty-third emperor of the Norman Empire in front of him gradually fell into the endless abyss of death.

Who is going to murder himself?

Until the moment of confusion and dying, Rafael Alexander didn't even know who his personal servant had ordered...

Aristocratic hurriedly jumping over the wall?

The Odin people who have been longing for the land of the empire?

Or is one of his own assassin's rebellious son because he covets the throne?

Raphael never dreamed of it,

Having always had ambitions and longing to change the situation of the Norman royal family, he would die in his throne and in the hands of his most trusted servant at the beginning of his plan!

Finally, Raphael Alexander's eyes went dark and completely lost consciousness.

The red blood dripped on the ground along the throne made of pure gold,

A drop,

Two drops...

Kerry looked at the emperor he had served for a long time without expression. He knelt down and stretched out his hand to test the emperor’s breath...

Sure enough...dead.

After getting an affirmative answer, Kerry finally turned around and walked towards the unmovable knight with the same blocked throat...

In the knight's horrified eyes, Kerry stretched out his hand and placed the dagger stained with the blood of the Emperor Norman in the knight's hand, and then...

Kerry smiled.

Seeing that he grabbed the knight's right hand holding the dagger, and yanked it in his direction, the dagger pierced Kerry's body deeply...

He fell heavily to the ground, and the endless darkness finally swallowed him.

At the moment of Kerry's death, the knight who was "squeezed" by the dagger was finally able to control his hands and feet, and finally able to exclaim...

...

The emperor is dead.

There is no impermeable wall in the world, especially in the context of the juxtaposition of the Regent Council and the imperial power, there are countless guards in the palace who live a decent life by selling second-hand information.

so……

The news of the assassination and death of Emperor Raphael Alexander, the 43rd emperor of the Norman Empire, spread throughout the streets of St. Lawrence that afternoon.

The messenger sent by Imperial Marshal Teodoro Lawton actually killed the supreme Emperor in the hall!

Almost all the nobles living in St. Lawrence were shocked by the sudden news and looked confused...

Even though the knight who delivered the letter could not argue, there were only three people in the closed hall at that time.

The emperor, the servant, and the knight who delivered the letter.

And now, the emperor is dead, the servant is dead, and there is only one knight holding a dagger, claiming that he did not kill...

Those so-called doubts have become extremely pale and weak in the face of these facts.

Whether the emperor died or who should be responsible, the civilians and serfs living in St. Lawrence didn't care at all.

Anyway, no matter who will be, my life will not be worse than it is now...

However, watching the soldiers patrolling the streets and lanes of the city with dung water, their hearts couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Maybe... is going to change?

The heavily armed grand prince Pitzman Alexander walked into the palace accompanied by a group of soldiers.

Rafael Alexander has three sons. The eldest son is Pitzman Alexander, the second son Rez Alexander, and the third son Victor Alexander is only eight years old.

Pitzman Alexander knew very well that as the eldest son of the Norman Emperor Raphael Alexander who had just died, he was the most likely person to succeed to the throne in name~www.readwn.com~ but... Not in name.

Leaving aside Victor, who is only eight years old, Rez, now 21, is among the imperial soldiers in the Sogn Plain, and together with Imperial Marshal Teodoro Lawton, he controls nearly 100,000 people. The army!

Moreover, according to the available evidence, Imperial Marshal Teodoro Lawton is inseparable from this assassination!

The heavy prince passed through the bronze gates one after another. Finally, he saw the blood on the ground in the main hall of the palace and his father lying in a pool of blood.

"The assassin...did you find out?"

Pitzman asked in a deep voice.

"Return your Highness, that man is indeed under the command of Marshal Teodoro..."

The captain of the guard in charge of the palace guard said cautiously.

"Who can tell me why the poisonous dagger appeared here, and the soldiers in charge of the body search did not find the slightest?" Pittman Alexander was furious.

"Return..."

Before the captain of the guard had finished speaking, he saw a sharp long sword stab at him.

Puff...

Blood splashed on the captain's neck, sprayed on the marble floor of the main hall.

"Put all the soldiers responsible for the body search to death! And... let Rez come back!"

"No, your highness!"

At the side of Pitzman, a middle-aged man dressed as an aide hurriedly stopped.

"The Empire is now at war on the front lines, and Marshal Teodoro and Prince Ryze are in a relationship. If the assassination was really instigated by Imperial Marshal Teodoro, wouldn't it be..."

"Send someone now and call Rez back to me!"

Pitzman turned a deaf ear to the man's words and said stubbornly.