Become the city lord from today

"Snap..."

A loud slap sounded, accompanied by a shouting and cursing, "Damn, you bunch of trash, actually let Griner escape." "

"Your Highness, the second prince suddenly made a mistake and did not enter the ambush circle." The knight kneeling on the ground said in horror.

"Who? Who leaked the intelligence? Lucia's face darkened, and his eyes flashed with killing intent.

He had planned that he would be able to get rid of his big enemy tonight, but he didn't expect it to backfire and let Griner escape.

This made Lucia very angry, and he was close to the last step, as long as he got rid of Griner, he could ascend to the throne, but now he let people escape.

But he had long known that Griner had moved all his family property to the territory, and now that the people had fled, this result was the worst, even if he ascended the throne, Griner could summon the knights to rebel.

"This... Subordinates do not know. The knight lowered his head, his body a little cold.

"You..." Lucia's anger instantly rose, and he wanted to drag the knight out and behead.

"Your Highness, well, it's not to blame the knights." The third deacon of the divine bishop spoke.

"What do you mean?" Lucia's eyes narrowed slightly, he wanted to hear what the other party had for reason.

Recently, with the help of the divine bishop, he was like a fish in water, and many secret information was sent to him, and the Marquis of Ernie was able to win over successfully, which is also the credit of the divine bishop.

But the more he knew about the divine bishop, the more frightened Lucia felt, the divine bishop was too terrible, there was intelligence everywhere, and there were many dead soldiers in captivity, so that he was a little jealous.

"The second prince has the help of people from the Black Iris Organization, and he can get news in advance, and it is normal to fail." Deacon Number Three waved his hand.

"Black Iris Organization, what kind of organization is this?" Lucia asked with a black face, if it weren't for this organization helping Griner, he would have destroyed the other party long ago.

"The Black Iris Organization, we don't know much about it, we only know that this organization captured many beautiful women as slaves, and then auctioned off a small part of them, and most of the rest disappeared." Deacon No. 3 said with a solemn face.

This black iris organization is not weaker than the divine bishop, the same mysterious, but the target is very strange, the strength is also very strong, and it is also very cautious.

"Beautiful slave?" Lucia's face changed slightly, and he immediately remembered what happened a few years ago, Wang Du disappeared a lot of girls for a while, and even two maids in his mansion disappeared, could it be that he was captured by this black iris organization?

"Your Highness, leave this organization to our Divine Bishop." The corners of Deacon No. 3's mouth raised slightly, and the old voice said, "And the most important thing for His Highness now is to ascend the throne and digest the benefits in hand first." "

"Okay, just tonight." Lucia stood up abruptly, his face turned cold, and walked outside.

"Your Highness? Are you going? Deacon Number Three asked knowingly.

"Palace, I'm going to visit my father." A hideous smile appeared at the corner of Lucia's mouth.

"Tread, tread..."

Lucia led a group of knights to the palace, completely upright. Just after Griner moved out of the palace, the palace was in his hands, and no one was allowed to enter or leave the palace without his approval.

Not long after, Lucia arrived at the English king's residence, and the knight at the door immediately saluted, "Your Highness." "

"Nobody came, did they?" Lucia asked routinely.

"Nope." The keeper said respectfully.

"Well, no one is allowed in." Lucia nodded in satisfaction and walked into the dormitory.

"Tread, tread..."

The sound of footsteps was very loud in the silent dormitory, where there were many knights, all arranged by Lucia, to watch the English king.

"Ahem, ahem..." came the old and weak cough of the English king from the palace.

"Kayi..."

Lucia pushed open the door and strode in, a worried look on her face.

"Father, are you feeling better?" Lucia said with concern, came to the bedside, and looked at the British king with age spots on his face.

"Ahem... Hmph, fake embarrassment. The British king snorted coldly, his voice full of weakness.

Lucia's cheeks stiffened slightly, and he was impatient and annoyed, "Father, the Kingdom of Yingluo cannot be without a king for a day, please order me to govern the country on my behalf?" "

"What about Griner?" The king of England raised his eyes with great difficulty and replied, "Let him come to me." "

"Him? Griner has defected. Lucia's face turned cold, his hands clenched into fists, and the back of his hands was bruised.

"Hahahaha... The English king burst out laughing, followed by a violent cough from choking.

He gasped, "Have you finally started?" It's really sad. "

"Father, what do you mean by that?" A cold gleam flashed under Lucia's eyes.

"You're so much of a failure... Woohoohoo... You know? If I had a choice, I would have sealed you all out in the first place. The King of England gasped.

"Are you trying to cede the throne to Lucy?" Lucia lowered her head, her face gloomy, and raised her hand to play with her fingers.

"You dare to make a move on Lucy, Throne, don't think about it." The King of England said coldly.

"Yes?" Lucia slowly raised his head, his hideous face, bent down, faced the British king, the corners of his mouth hooked, and roared lowly, "I have sent someone to find Lucy, she will be a good cargo." "

"You..." The English king's eyes suddenly opened, and his mouth was open to curse.

Lucia took the pillow and pressed it the face of the British king, letting the British king struggle and swing, with a sick smile on his face, "When you are old, you will obediently give way, isn't there nothing?" "

"Shh

The English king waved his arm and made a violent noise, but no one came in outside the door, as if no one had heard the sound.

After a while, the hand of the English king hung weakly, and a generation of kings suffocated and suffocated.

"Whew..." Lucia let go of her hand with a sinister smile, letting out a strange laugh like a beast, "Shout..."

"The throne is mine."

"Father, don't blame me."

"Wouldn't it be nice if you obediently passed the throne to me?"

"Woo hoo... Hahahaha... Don't blame me, I didn't mean to... If you don't die, I'll die." "

"I am the king, and I will be the king from now on."

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"Please support. ( ̄▽ ̄) Today I had three nosebleeds, the weather was cold, and the fingers and codewords were stiff. Yikes. "