The queen and the princess died. After a hearty dinner, they were poisoned by a juice called the Paoxin Grass on the continent of Kane.

Although it is called "Passionate Grass", its juice is sweet.

Maybe the person named for the painstaking grass has other meanings.

After leaving the Kingdom Treasure House, Xiwei will take good luck to return to Winter City after the property here.

As for staying in Dragon Fire City?

Xiwei never thought so. Not to mention that Longhuo City has become a ruin, but his base camp itself is under the Eagle Leader.

The Eagle Corps is at the center of the entire Northern Continent, so compared to the Dragon Fire City.

Winter City is more suitable as a royal city.

As for the shortcomings of being close to the Orc Empire, it's nothing. Sooner or later, he will have to settle the score with the Orcs.

"Do you think you'll win this way?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

In the main hall of the palace, a young man's hysterical laughter came from the hysterical hall.

Shivi walked around a palace wall and walked into the hall, and saw two crusaders escorting a young man in gorgeous clothes.

This young man looks quite noble and looks a bit like the eldest prince.

Who is it not the second prince Bainigren?

At this time, the second prince was red with his eyes and screaming with a ferocious look, as if a beast that fell into a trap was struggling to death.

"I tell you Shivi Golden Lion! Don't think you can enjoy this country like this!"

"Your brother Hitle is already on the way to come, maybe now it has arrived at Dragon Fire..."

"Lord!" As if to prove the words of the Second Prince, a messenger rushed into the palace in a hurry and reported with a solemn look on his face:

"Lord Lord! A large number of troops were found a mile outside the city. The visitors were not good, with about 20,000 troops!"

"Hahahaha, Shivi Golden Lion, are you stunned?"

The second prince laughed wildly, his eyes full of luck and resentment, and he bewitchedly said:

"Hitre is my man. If you don't kill me, you will have a chance to survive. How many troops do you have after the war? Can you block the elite of the Golden Lion Leader?"

Xiwei smiled slightly when she heard this, looking at the second prince as if she was looking at a bed bug, and waved her hand to the two crusaders and said:

"Take it out and kill it, it's so disgusting."

"What?! Don't you understand what I said? Don't you want to be alive?"

The second prince Bainigren struggled hard, his blood-filled eyes full of disbelief.

"Don't kill me, please, I'm the second prince, you can't kill me, you can't..."

The second prince was afraid, so he knelt on the ground and begged, trying to climb to Sivy's feet, but the two crusaders had dragged him out of the palace like a dead dog.

"Shivi Golden Lion, you must die a little... You wait, wait, I will wait for you in hell, hehe... hahahaha..."

The second prince's voice gradually faded away, and Shivi turned around and sat on the high throne without expression.

His favorite thing is the 25-year-old who sells his teammates.

After a while, a "click" sound came from outside the palace, followed by footsteps, and a crusader returned to the palace with the second prince's head.

"The mage is out of the line."

The indifferent voice sounded in the palace, causing the trembling subjects around him to shake.

The atmosphere gradually became stagnant. Just when Xiwei was a little impatient, a middle-aged man wearing a mage robe walked out nervously.

Antonio kneeled on the ground, his head buried deep in his eyes, looking obedient.

He was already the last magician in Longhuo City. If it weren't for the fact that he had a stomachache during the battle, he would probably have lost his ashes now.

"Dignity, you..."

"Frozen the head of the great prince, follow my knights and spread throughout the kingdom."

"Don't think about running away. If you can't escape, cooperate with me and I'll give you a chance to work for me."

Antonio said with a trembling lips as if Meng Dahe was heard:

"Praise your kindness... His Majesty the King, my subordinates will not escape, and will do their best to complete the task."

"Yeah." Shivi groaned lukewarmly, indicating that Antonio could leave.

To be honest, His Majesty the King really made him feel very happy.

The palace highman also gathered some people, whose identities were very complex, including knights, nobles, and alchemists, including many of them the confidants of King Cologne.

But now is not the time to deal with these cronies. He still has some things to ask his cheap father, the Duke of Manhattan.

As early as when Shivi walked into the palace, Manhattan had been waiting next to the throne for a long time.

At this moment, the old gentleman with a white beard in the sky was standing behind Xiwei with a smile and kept stroking his beard.

He looked at his second son, and his eyes were not only filled with his father's love for his son, but also with a proud pride.

I thought about it that I just wanted to stand in a team and become a great nobleman, but I didn't expect that the Pope would pick peaches.

What I didn't expect was that my second son was even more fierce, and he actually turned over the table and put a new table on it.

"Father, I should..."

Shivi originally wanted to ask how to deal with Hitlei. After all, Hitlei is his biological brother and the eldest son of Manhattan. He has to take care of his cheap father whether to kill or imprison him.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Manhattan.

He looked at Xiwei with a smile, and a faint cold light flashed in the tiger's eyes, and said indifferently:

"Sivi, I know what you want to ask, just let this dog thing come."
Chapter completed!