Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

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Before the accident happened, King Burroughs sat in the front row of the arena.

He was chatting closely with representatives of nobles from other countries. Although he seemed very cruel on weekdays, he was considered a competent monarch.

"Count Rebaka, I heard that you have built two new vineyards recently? When will you give me some fine wine? I have been coveting it for a long time, hahaha." King Burroughs said happily.

"That is necessary, my dear majesty, when the brewing is completed, I promise to send it as soon as possible!" Earl Rebaka comes from the neighboring country-Hump Country, and maintains a good relationship with the King of Burroughs.

The king said to another nobleman: "Hey, Ferrando, I heard that your emperor executed another princess again. What is going on?"

"Oh, a great emperor, an emperor with overseas territories, took pleasure in killing his own woman, really..."

Count Ferrando's eyes flashed with anger, but he didn't want to express it, he felt that it was aristocratic.

This earl came from the Garon Empire, the mortal enemy of the Kingdom of Burroughs.

Count Ferrando smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you are joking. I recently heard that the Kingdom of Burroughs has failed again this year, causing many untouchables to starve to death. I think this should be false news."

"After all, your kingdom is so strong, how can it be under-food?"

There was no change in the king's face, but he was naturally quite upset in his heart. He said:

"Of course this is false news. There is so much food in my country that I can't finish it. This must be some bard talking nonsense in the tavern."

"Come here! Pass my order to strictly investigate people spreading rumors in various areas, and offenders cut off their tongues!"

Count Ferrando continued to smile. He then looked at the center of the arena: "Is this the first game that is about to be played today? Are these two big guys really good enough for fighting beasts?"

"I think it's better to let the legendary fighters in our team play. The Gladiator Academy of the Garon Empire is the best."

The king said with disdain: "Sir Ferrando, this is an exaggeration. The gladiators cultivated by the Pewara Academy are the real strong, you can wait and see."

"Let the game begin!" the king commanded to the servants beside him.

However, just behind the king's seat, several "nobles" showed fierce faces, and then they launched an attack towards the king's position.

"There are assassins!" "There are assassins!"

"Guardian!" "Protect the king!"

"For the king!"

"Go to death, greedy tyrant!"

"For the suffering people in Zola!"

Coincidentally, the kingdom's first royal guardian knight [Black Cube] was transferred to other places to perform tasks. If this legendary knight protects the king, these assassins will never succeed.

Although the senior mage next to the king reacted very quickly, although he had extremely precious magical protective gear on his body, he was still hit in the abdomen by an assassin.

The poison on the curved blade caused the king to pass in a coma on the spot.

The assassins were killed in just a few minutes. Originally, the Guards wanted to stay alive, but these assassins all chose to commit suicide by taking poison.

The queen was frightened and fainted, and the other princes and princesses were also frightened, and the whole scene was in chaos.

However, among these royal family members, the 38-year-old Prince Alves was trembling all over. People around him thought he was frightened, but in fact he was trembling constantly because of the extreme excitement.

"Finally... The plan was successful! The throne belongs to me after all!!!" The prince Alves thought with excitement, his fists and his nails ripped out of blood.

These top-notch "Assassins" with superb skills are all derived from the power of the prince. They are dead men who have been specially trained since childhood. Today is their day to dedicate themselves.

As for the slogans chanted by the dead men, they were only used to divert the audience. How could the civilians have such luxurious equipment, and how could they be mixed into the ranks of the nobles? How is it possible to know the configuration of the guards around the king?

Not to mention that the first guardian knight was temporarily transferred to counter the rebellion, the rebellions that occurred in other places were also planned by the prince and his men.

Now that the prince’s plan to [kill his father’s superior] has finally come true, he finally doesn’t have to be frustrated to live, and can show his ambitions.

This also led to the termination of the upcoming league, Corleone and the others were driven back to the cell, and more guards were sent in to prevent them from having any other ideas.

"What happened? How did the game cancel?" Corleone asked an arena guard.

The guard replied in a low voice: "You... You should be honest, I heard that the old king was assassinated."

"That's it."

Although Corleone's face was calm, he smiled in his heart: "Hahaha, you also have today for the old things, it's so happy!"

"It's just that in this way, my plan can only continue to be delayed. Forget it, don't worry."

Corleone is now locked up with Prada, the old fish head.

The old fish head in the same cell laughed loudly when he heard the news, and then he whispered in murloc language: "Long live the murloc kingdom, go to death, the human tyrant of Palestine!"

The guard knocked on the iron door with a machete~www.readwn.com~ to signal them to be quiet.

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In the next few days, the old king was still in a coma, and his condition became worse and worse. Famous physicians, priests, and scholars in the kingdom of Pallas were all taken into the palace.

The result is that none of them have any effective detoxification methods, which can only extend the vitality of the old king.

This "Variable Poison" made of various rare materials will constantly change its toxicity due to the duration of the poisoning. Only the person who configures the poison knows how to configure the corresponding antidote.

Even high-level [healing], high-level [detoxification], or [detoxification] can only slow the time of the poison's onset, but cannot eradicate the toxicity.

This is the most complicated "work" of the dark elf production process, and the prince used a strange object as a price to successfully trade.

After another three days, the ministers agreed that according to the traditional eldest son inheritance law, the prince should be enthroned as the new king, that is, Alves Jane I. After all, a country must have the backbone.

Although the second prince and the third prince were dissatisfied in their hearts, they all chose to be loyal to each other, but secretly they were wooing various forces.

The two princes were very afraid that the new king would attack them. After all, the old king valued them two more before, and might appoint one of them to inherit the throne.

Alves Jane became the new king triumphantly, but he did not know that a few days after he became the throne, he would face an extremely difficult test.

The new king did not know that the civil war in the Sultanate was about to break out, nor did he know that the Jialong Empire was staring at him. Without the control of the old king, could he carry this banner?

When the first dominoes fall, the chain reaction triggered will not end, but will only intensify. . .