In the splendid hall, a little blond girl was sobbing. Sitting on the throne was none other than Avni's brother, Charlie. The assistant minister next to him, Philip Eyre, just looked at her coldly. If he dared to show any mercy,

, he might not survive today. He thought, but he couldn't do anything.

After all, this little blond girl is just the daughter of Aiyunni. Apart from this identity, she has no other important position.

"Oh, Marshall...my baby..." Charlie's eyes were filled with moisture, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and his tone was full of compassion, "Please don't cry anymore.

, look uncle, this will make the person who killed your father have nowhere to escape."

He quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked stern, and winked at Philip beside him. Philip immediately shook his long stubble, took three steps and two steps at a time, and opened the political hall as if he was running away.

She left. Marshall was still crying so hard that her long skirt had fallen to the ground, and the white gauze was stained with some dust.

Her father's death was something she had never expected. In her eyes, Aiwuni would always be the strongest person, and the fact was almost the same. As a great elementalist, Aiwuni's outstanding magical talent was basically the most powerful one.

He was unrivaled. His younger brother Charlie was only a magician with three magic patterns, and the throne was naturally passed to the eldest son.

Compared with Ivanni, Charlie is better at probing people's hearts. A large part of the brotherhood they built with their own hands is Charlie's masterpiece. Ivanni is basically just a front man. He needs to constantly deal with political affairs during the day and meet with everyone.

He has always been a very kind, hard-working and approachable person to those who met him.

Marshall suddenly felt helpless. She stopped crying, wiped away her tears, and quietly looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in front of her.

"Marshall..." Charlie said softly, "Your father's death will not be in vain. Our Brotherhood will definitely help your father seek justice. The Merlin Cult has no good intentions, and the assassin named Fregra

They are people from the Merlin religion."

"Why did they kill my father..." Marshall squeezed his skirt tightly, bit his lower lip, and squeezed out a sentence.

"Without your father's approval, their evil human experiments cannot continue, and your father died in this struggle..." Charlie shook his head slightly and sighed, "I will

I will do my best to help you get justice, Marshall...I will inherit my brother's position and bring better prosperity to Yaris..."

"Those bastards..." Marshall didn't listen to Charlie's words at all, and the only thing left in her eyes was anger.

"That's enough!" Charlie shouted as if he suddenly changed. "Now is not the time to be sad. Only through your own efforts can you achieve yourself! The deal is done. What you should be thinking about now is how to unleash your potential and use your own hands.

Crush the enemy instead of spreading fire here!"

This made Marshall stunned. She sobbed suddenly, her eyes were dull, and she stood there blankly. Seeing this, Charlie signaled for the guards to take Marshall back to the room to rest. The rest of the people should leave the scene quickly, and now Marshall

There were just a bunch of people waiting. After a while, Philip hurried over.

"His Majesty."

As soon as Charlie heard these two words, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. The position of monarch should be taken over by someone who is truly suitable for it. His kind-hearted brother proved with his own life that he obviously could not.

"Did Fregra catch you?"

"He is now being apprehended at the top of the city, waiting for your next instructions."

"Oh..." Charlie thought thoughtfully and pinched his chin gently. Suddenly, his fingers tapped heavily on the armrest of the throne.

"Then, let's execute on the spot!" He clapped his hands, smiled like a flower, and the fierceness in his eyes suddenly turned into an invisible pressure, which scared Philip's old body to tremble suddenly, and he trotted out again.

Snap! Charlie snapped his fingers. He crossed his legs and slouched. A crystal mirror appeared quietly in front of him. This was one of his special magic tools, capable of monitoring the location where the magic mirror was anchored.

The crystal mirror vibrated loudly, ripples appeared on the surface, and a large number of sergeants appeared in front of Charlie. Fregra looked horrified, with an expression of hatred exploding ferociously on his face, sweating profusely, and worked hard

The ground writhed.

A magic sealing rope has been added to his body, a rope engraved with rune magic, which can make people unable to use any magic.

"Charlie, you scoundrel!" Fregra looked at the densely packed sharp spear tips in front of him without any fear, and squeezed out these few words between his teeth.

"Hehehe..." Charlie smiled and pressed his left hand, signaling for the Brotherhood soldiers to take action.

Pfft——

In an instant, a continuous stream of spears penetrated Fregra's chest, his abdomen, his shoulders... He turned into the color of his hair.

"Uh-huh..." Fregra's Adam's apple moved and he coughed up a mouthful of thick blood. He wanted to say something, but was unable to do so.

The sunshine today is so damn dazzling.

"Hang him up on the city wall and say that he is the murderer of the king. I will inherit the throne after that." Charlie said calmly, as if the person who died was not his brother.

Philip, who hurried back, was sweating profusely, but when he heard such an unwise decision, his expression suddenly turned even worse.

"Your Majesty...are you...going to teach Merlin..." Philip asked cautiously.

"The Merlin Cult..." Charlie's eyes were like looking at a fly, "These eight sanctuaries belonging to them make my next move a bit difficult..."

He doesn't mind breaking up with Merlin at all, after all, he is Charlie.

"Do you want to expel the Merlin Cult..." Philip's voice hesitated.

"Any excuse is enough for them to disappear from this world."

"But......"

"The magic knights of the Brotherhood will help us complete this great cause. Even if we fail, we will be able to make them unable to hold their heads high."

This is what Charlie wants to do. He has always believed that Avni's attitude towards governing is still too lax. Only the center of the country with real power can control the overall situation. Moreover... he is still too weak.

Why can those nondescript creatures be on an equal footing with them!

"The matter about Your Highness the Princess..."

Charlie frowned again. Marshall was a woman, and in his eyes, women were always less powerful than men, and they should not be able to cause any trouble. But just in case, Charlie felt it was necessary to take some measures to restrict it.

The people of Yaris don't mind having a female monarch.

"Then...there is no need for this little girl to accept the imprint of the Dyeing Tower."

The solution is very simple and crude. It is simply not too convenient to curb Marshall's potential power directly from the source. People's talents are different. In order to eliminate that uncertainty, I have the intention to get rid of Marshall.

Charlie had to take this step to take care of himself.

but--

Charlie laughed.

"If she wants to become stronger, then you can induce her to join the Magic Knights of the Golden Rose. Her hair is also golden."

"But...Magic Knight..." Philip was stunned for a moment.

Magic Knights rely on the magic in their bodies to generate huge power, and can even enchant their weapons to make them sharper and faster.

"That's right, it's the Magic Knight."

The necessary armor of the Magic Knight is covered with magic patterns, and it must be activated by the magic power stored in the body. In this way, the power in the body can be increased. This is the reason why the Magic Knight and the Warlock are equally divided, and even because of the Magic Knight's body

The more powerful qualities led to a period of "Era of Chivalry".

Of course, becoming a magic knight also requires a license. If you are not strong enough, you can only settle for the next best thing and become a mercenary. Most mercenaries cannot beat the magic knight, both in terms of individual strength and equipment.

There is a certain gap with Magic Knight.

But there are exceptions. The presence or absence of a license does not limit a person's strength. Due to a series of restrictions on becoming a magic knight - such as persuading for military service - many powerful mercenaries will not obtain a license. Their commissions are even higher than those of a magic knight.

The salary is high and there is a lot of freedom.

"But..." Philip shrank his neck, and his whole body hunched up in disbelief, "If you don't use your own magic power to construct it-"

"I think using her life force is a very good choice. Isn't Marshall still young? You can't use the excess anyway." Charlie said seriously, waving his fingers in the air plausibly.

"Yes...yes..." Philip wiped his sweat quickly, trying to escape from this extremely cramped space.

He was even a little out of breath. He was just a eunuch... nothing more.

"Oh, that's right!" Charlie shouted loudly, his voice echoing wildly in the huge palace room.

"Dip-Dyeing Tower! Send someone to the Dip-Dyeing Tower quickly! We need to discuss with the people of the Star Society about granting magic patterns."

Charlie smiled ferociously.
Chapter completed!