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Chapter 357 Authority? I am authority!

Roland was shocked after hearing what the princess said.

He had considered that the princess's situation was precarious, but he never imagined it would be this bad.

It can be said that if the ruler of the royal court had not been the Blood Demon Lord Danso, whose stance was currently ambiguous and who seemed to be wholeheartedly loyal to the Demon King, she would definitely not be alive today.

However, this incident also made Roland re-examine the Blood Demon Court's stance.

They really wanted to rebel and renew their oath of allegiance to the Demon King.

The fact that they were able to kill two legendary nine-ringed beings in an instant suggests that these two nine-ringed beings were of average quality and no match for the Lord of the Royal Court and his two subordinates.

But Roland could deduce the situation based on the information he had.

The two powerful demons who came with him might not be his subordinates, but rather spies sent to "supervise" him.

He witnessed him personally killing the princess.

After a long silence, Roland looked at Cardinal Clark, who was standing next to the Princess. Clark nodded slightly, both as a greeting and to indicate that he had verified the Princess's statement.

Then, seeing Roland remain silent, the princess smiled and said, "Facts have proven that my decision was absolutely correct."

"When I heard that my foolish brother had started slaughtering members of the royal family, I knew what my fate would be."

"Unlike the intelligence obtained by your empire, my army and the royal army have never been evenly matched."

"In the end, apart from those two legendary experts who sensed something was wrong, my troops are no match for the Kingdom's army."

"My troops are a mixture of my original elite guards, the private army of the Wislow family, and the existing city defense army in the Wislow territory."

“Aside from my personal guards and the private army of the Weslow family, those city defense troops do not possess the combat capabilities of a regular army.”

"The stalemate was only achieved because the King's army had not launched a formal attack."

"The occasional attacks were also repelled by the main force stationed in Yalan City."

The princess slowly recounted her experiences and the course of her defeat.

In short, the princess only had a small number of elite troops under her command who possessed real combat capabilities.

The vast majority of them were of the same caliber as the city defense troops we had just seen on the city wall.

As a regular army, the Kingdom's army, upon encountering a bone dragon, at least had a commander who could resolutely and decisively order a counterattack.

Although they couldn't win, their fighting spirit was commendable, unlike the garrison of Heria.

As the Princess recounted her story, Cardinal Clark and Roland learned more of the truth.

For example, the reason why the Kingdom's army's previous attack failed was not because the Princess's side withstood the offensive, but because she took the initiative to retreat, as if she was waiting for something.

The reason she rushed to seek help was to leave herself a way out; finding a helper was secondary.

Finally, she mentioned the letter.

"Roland Lancelot, no, Roland Lancelot. What are your thoughts on what I wrote in my letter?"

"Will you choose to inherit the throne of the Kingdom of Platia?"

Upon hearing this, Cardinal Clark, who had not heard the Princess mention this matter before, was stunned.

The nearly two-hundred-year-old man, nearing the limits of human lifespan, couldn't help but speak, his tone tinged with surprise and astonishment: "Lancelot!? You mean Grand Duke Roland or the royal family of the Kingdom of Platia!?"

Princess Andreep nodded: "That's right, there's no need to doubt Your Excellency, I've carefully checked everything. There's no mistake."

"Besides, you should also know the characteristics of the Lancelot family, right?"

"I'm just an exception."

"Most of the family members have gray hair and a pair of lake-green eyes."

Princess Andreep gave a wry smile, curling up the red hair at her forehead. Her haggard appearance and age-defying demeanor made it impossible to tell that she was a young woman not yet thirty.

Clearly, her recent experiences and her brush with death have left her utterly exhausted.

"Royal matters are no longer worth discussing."

"My father's death was too sudden, as was my brother's succession to the throne."

"In order to alleviate the increasingly intense divisions within the country, he proposed external expansion, that is, to wage war against the empire."

“I tried to persuade him, but it obviously had no effect. Until recently, he suddenly changed his personality and became completely unlike his stubborn and arrogant younger brother.”

“He started to become more composed and cautious, began to think about gains and losses, and began to calculate the costs… As his older sister who grew up with him, this strange and sudden change quickly aroused my suspicion.”

“I sent people to investigate and collect evidence, but none of the secret talks I sent out came back.”

"I realized something was wrong, so I secretly went to the territory of the Wislow family to seek their help. I also contacted two legendary figures of the Nine Rings who were on good terms with me and were still in the royal city at the time."

"There's no need to say more about what happened after that."

"At first, I didn't want external forces to get involved in the affairs of Platia. It wasn't until the demons started appearing frequently in the kingdom and the capital that I belatedly realized what had happened."

"But it's too late."

The princess sighed and turned to Roland: "I've calculated our relationship. According to our kinship, you should call me cousin, but I imagine you're not interested in this sudden kinship."

"After all, your family lineage has been away from the land of Pratia for nearly a hundred years."

“But I am of royal blood, and I don’t want this royal land to be handed over to anyone else. You are the only suitable one. Even if you merge the kingdom into the empire’s territory after you ascend the throne, it doesn’t matter. It’s better than falling into the hands of the demons.”

Roland looked at his cousin, whom he considered a blood relative, and asked, "Why didn't you ever think about succeeding to the throne?"

"Ha, have you forgotten the great sage's plan? Once the impeachment motion is initiated, even if the matter can be resolved later, I, as the initiator, will be at a great disadvantage in terms of law and justice."

"Even if things are stable domestically, those neighboring countries will not thank the Kingdom of Platia for everything they have done."

"Unless the legendary King of the Holy Empire, who unified all mankind and established his vast empire in the ancient age of gods, appears in person, the conflicts and infighting among the people on this land will only continue for a long time, with no peace ever coming."

The princess did not continue: "In short, the choice is yours... I just hope this farce can end as soon as possible."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Great Sage Erebus led Machima, Götze, and Allen into the room.

“That suits me perfectly. Then please initiate the impeachment proceedings of the Council of Kings.”

"As an outsider, I am not familiar with the procedures for establishing this Council of Kings of the Federation of Nations."

Clark was somewhat surprised: "You got here much faster than I expected."

“Heh, I wouldn’t have slowed down if it weren’t to avoid being ambushed or other special situations.” Erebus looked at Clark and said, “But I have to admit, the methods of the Holy See should not be underestimated.”

Clark smiled without responding to Erebus, and instead briefly explained the Princess's recent situation.

Upon learning that this key figure had nearly survived a brush with death and was now practically all alone, Erebus's expression changed slightly.

But when he heard that Roland was also a member of the Lancelot family, his eyes returned to their original state.

Roland simply stood aside and observed silently, without saying a word.

So the Council of Kings isn't just a formality?

After Clark explained the general situation, the princess nodded, walked to the center of the room, and gently stomped her foot on the floor.

Then, a hidden compartment was opened, and a huge golden door, large enough for three people to pass through, slowly unfolded from its folded state and stood in the center of the room.

When the door opened, the princess placed her hand on it, seemingly trying to open it.

But soon, her expression turned ugly.

Well, the result is obvious now.

Erebus's expression also turned serious. Instead of rushing to ask the Queen for a solution, he asked, "Can you tell me the origins of the Council of Kings? I mean the secret information that outsiders don't know."

“This is not quite what I expected... Götze, this is not quite what you said.”

Götze was also a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry... after all, I've never actually been to the Council of Kings' venue, I've only heard my grandfather, who had been there before, mention it."

“Due to the tense relations between the nations, the Council of Kings has not held a formal ceremony for a long time,” the princess added. “But after you proposed the plan, I was still able to enter the council chamber; otherwise, I wouldn’t have agreed…”

"What's the history of the council chamber? If nothing unexpected happens, the other side of the door is likely a stable, independent small space."

“This kind of place cannot be accomplished by human power alone… I have only seen similar technology in Avalon, but the elves can create small spaces that are independent yet interconnected, which is due to the power and characteristics of the World Tree.”

"Even with the long-standing tradition of the Council of Kings, I do not believe that the Holy Empire possesses such technology!"

As a scholar, Erebus's mindset was undergoing some changes at this moment.

This technology, which allows access to specific small spaces through individual doors, is completely different from simple spatial teleportation.

Meanwhile, the princess, who was constantly trying again, also revealed the information she knew.

"I don't know much about this council chamber either."

"All I know is that although the system of the Council of Kings was passed down from the Holy Empire, this tradition of the Holy Empire was also inherited."

"This council chamber has existed for much longer than one might imagine."

"It is very likely related to that ancient human empire that is only mentioned in legends."

"Damn it! Why does it keep saying I don't have enough permissions!?"

Clark sighed: "Don't forget His Highness, the plan itself was already leaked to the demons."

"If this door requires authorization to open, then did the demons somehow remove your authorization?"

The princess was taken aback: "Very likely... The privileges granted to every family member attending the Council of Kings can be accessed based on their bloodline."

"unless……"

"Removed from the family by the current head of the family."

"Damn it!"

The princess had clearly guessed why she had lost her privileges.

His own brother—no, he should be called a demon—had used this method to completely kill him.

At this moment, Roland, who hadn't spoken since the door appeared and had been deep in thought, suddenly spoke.

"Excuse me, may I try it?"

"Since every family member can have this privilege, then I should too, right?"

(End of this chapter)