Chapter 1965 Time To Ascend!



1965 Time To Ascend!

Recently, the empire of Dafaren has been turbulent.

The Royals were at it again, making many innocent bystanders dare not go out as frequently as before. ****!

Talk about getting hit by a stray bullet.

In this case, one could unknowingly get in the middle of palace cars, resulting in death.

Say no more, even young maidens felt it a little unsafe to attend the 1 or 2 winter Balls for the season, pertaining to birthday parties of great nobles.

Within the palace walls, several high end officials were affected outside the Royal chambers, awaiting the conclusions from all 3 primary royal physicians.

Several nobles, divided into factions, all stood in heavy fur winter coats.

Important thing was to keep warm in times such as these.

Drip... drip-

The sounds of water dripping slowly from the indoor fountain within the space, was all anyone could hear. The sound only made the tension in the air heavier, with every dripping pattern cashing their hearts to throb and their imaginations to Ily abruptly.

Some began pacing, others began tapping their feet, some looked relaxed, and others lowered their faces to hide their joy.

"What's going on? Why is it taking so long?"

A few people questioned, feeling if they waited any longer, their bodies would explode from anxiety. Fortunately, the door swung open and out came 2 primary physicians. The other lead physician stayed back in the closed room alongside some supporting physicians.

"Quickly, tell us how his Majesty is doing

"Yes! Spare no details!"

Among those who spoke was Daniel Lockhart, the Crown Prince of Dafaren.

Danicl Lockhart's cyclashes fluttered when slowly lifting his face.

"Yes, Physicians... Please, don't hide anything. How is my father's condition? I swear that if you guys cannot save my father, then you'll be joining him soon!"

"Please Crown Prince, calm down," one of the physicians advised while secretly wiping cold sweat off his face. He had no tears but wanted to cry.

Just his luck!

His Majesty Alexander hasn't been sick for many years now. And the one time he eventually falls ill, he gets some strange disease they couldn't cure and you say this wasn't bad luck to them?

In such an era as this where people can get beheaded or even buried alive when a monarch dies, was enough to make both Physicians pant...

"Crown Prince, please quench your fury!"

"Yes, yes... Crown Prince, quench your fury!"

Several people advised softly, although most were secretly glad, only watching a good show.

Of course they were also panicked, not wanting the Crown Prince to use them as all very afraid of this terrifying Crown Prince.

Now that Prince Skye, the one who was most likely to defeat Daniel, was locked away in a distant land, the only thing to do now is to curry favor with the Crown Prince as fast as he could.

Oops... blame their past selves for choosing and supporting the wrong prince.

(TWT:)

In a flash, everyone left the scene, allowing the great Dafaren ruler to his fate.

But 20 minutes after they felt it, a dark figure flashed beside the dying man dropping a strange pill into his mouth.

1 minute... 2 minutes... 3 minutes... 5 minutes...

Plack!

Alexander spat out a bunch of foul fluid, allowing his hidden guard to assist him.

"Jinbei..."

"Your Majesty." The guard Jinbei heavily replied.

"That worthless spawn of mine, that FOOL dares to kill his own father... So what should I do, knowing he is still

the only heir now available? Alexander's voice was light, but anyone who knew him, knew he was so angry that even the world itself might rumble from his fury.

Jinbei stayed silent for a moment, before opening his mouth: "Your Majesty, there is still one."

Prince Skye in Baymard!

"Your Majesty, so long as Morwen the Conqueror returns with the prince, then you won't have to worry about having a successor."

"True....." Alexander replied meaningfully. Although waiting for Prince Skye's return is the best,... Why should I Alexander the Great, let this matter go?"

Alexander was the sort who could even kill his own mother without batting an eyelash, talk less of an unfilial

son who tried to kill him.

And that whore...

"How is Queen Shalia?"

"Your Majesty, the Queen, the Crown Prince's mother, cried before the masses, praying for your health. But when she returned to her chambers, she ate grapes and fruits, humming"

As a guard, he only told what he saw, adding to emotion to the take. He didn't say she hummed happily, but Alexander knew that she must be thrilled.

Hmph!

So after favoriting her and her unfilial son for so many years, this was the thanks he gets? Fortunately, Jinbei got wind of their plans through his sources and even prorated the antidote for him too.

Indeed, Jinbei was one of the only few he could truly trust.

Heb-beh-heh...

Alexander laughed cruelly.

"Jinbei, we'll continue our little sick act until we have them all cornered."

It was time he got rid of his dear eldest son.