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Rhode's face was full of teasing as he calmly looked at Kleigat.

Since Kleigat was a prince, then him taking down the queen, or even two queens, meant saying he was Kleigat's father wasn't a problem at all.

Even if not a biological father, he could be considered half a father.

"You dare to spout nonsense on Frankish territory?!"

Kleigat wasn't one to have a good temper either. After Rhode's words, he was instantly consumed by anger: "Damn you, you have humiliated the dignity of Frank! You shall pay the price for this!"

He immediately looked at the remaining knights and roared: "What are you standing there dumbfounded for? Kill him!"

With Kleigat's angry roar, apart from the knights still restraining the princes, the remaining knights all charged towards Rhode.

They were all court knights here, responsible for guarding the palace.

They considered themselves first-rate experts, and with so many of their own people present, taking down a rumored knight shouldn't be a problem, even if the rumors were exaggerated, making Rhode sound like a god.

"Someone wants to fight."

Rhode nonchalantly pulled out a small knife from his chest, calmly looking at the charging knights: "Too bad you followed the wrong person."

As Rhode spoke, he raised his hand.

Instantly, everyone present felt a gust of wind.

Countless sword lights rushed towards the knights. The knights who were originally charging over flew backwards in an instant, crashing heavily to the ground. Dust billowed around, and flesh and blood splattered.

Several knights lay on the ground, constantly spitting blood, appearing to be beyond saving.

"You, how could you—"

Kleigat was frightened and retreated step by step, but ultimately unwilling to accept his defeat, he angrily signaled all the knights present to follow behind him and charge towards Rhode.

With a wave of his hand.

Kleigat only felt a sharp pain in his waist.

Before he could react, he only felt the world spinning, and he actually saw his severed lower body in his eyes.

He didn't even manage to utter a final wail before closing his eyes.

Fresh blood flowed all over the ground, and the entire hall was silent.

Goring had long anticipated this, and apart from being somewhat horrified, he was still able to maintain a semblance of calmness, keeping his head down and saying nothing.

As for the remaining three, they were all dumbfounded. They had never imagined that there would be such a powerful figure on the Southern Continent.

The remaining ministers were all stunned, speechless.

Rhode looked at the strange expressions of the crowd, shrugged indifferently, and walked towards the throne at the top.

He sat down casually and boldly, then reached out and waved towards the people below.

Olena was originally a little shy, but after seeing Serena move, she immediately followed, and the pair of sister flowers sat directly on Rhode's left and right, their bodies leaning against Rhode's arms, incomparably docile.

Rhode casually patted the heads of the two women.

Only then did he lower his eyes and look at the many people below.

"Now, I am the new king. Anyone who objects can step forward."

Chapter 242: I, King of Frank! King of the World!

The blood on the ground was still flowing, and from time to time, the dying gurgling sound of Kleigat's throat could be heard.

The hall was silent.

The example of the previous car was still lying on the ground. How many people really had the courage to challenge Rhode?

Object? Didn't you see that those princes were sitting in their original positions without moving?

Even Prince Goring, who was the most domineering and belligerent in the past, remained silent. It would be better for them to just accept it.

Rhode looked at the silent scene and couldn't help but chuckle.

The laughter seemed to sting the ministers present. Finally, someone stood out from the crowd indignantly.

"No!"

He raised his head, glanced at Rhode a few times, and, not knowing where his arrogance came from, opened his mouth with considerable contempt: "You may have the strength to become a Grand Knight Commander, but the lowly blood of commoners still flows in your veins. How can we allow you to contaminate the noble royal bloodline of Frank!"

"You are not worthy to sit on the throne of Frank!"

Rhode really didn't expect that someone would actually stand up at this time.

"Your courage is commendable."

He clicked his tongue lightly and looked up at the minister who spoke: "But your brain should be sent back for a remake."

The minister was immediately furious and opened his mouth as if wanting to refute Rhode.

But Rhode just slowly raised his hand.

"It's okay, I'm a good person, I can still help you with this little thing."

No one knew what Rhode had done. He clearly just raised a finger and pointed in the direction of the minister in the void. The minister's body instantly twisted, as if there was an invisible monster in the air, devouring the minister's body bit by bit. In the blink of an eye, the minister had disappeared from the spot.

Only his screams still echoed in the hall.

Rhode picked at his ears, a smile on his face, calmly looking at the trembling princes and ministers below.

"Alright, now, is there anyone else who wants me to help?"

Not to mention standing up and speaking, simply raising their heads to meet Rhode's gaze had already exhausted all the courage of everyone present.

Once their eyes met Rhode's, they immediately shook their heads in unison, indicating that they absolutely had no intention of objecting.

Rhode nodded in satisfaction.

"Since that's the case, from now on, I am the new King of Frank."

He spoke with extraordinary calmness and a perfectly natural demeanor, as if the throne of the kingdom was rightfully his.

The ministers were like quails, not daring to open their mouths.

The princes, on the other hand, looked grim, but they didn't have the courage to challenge Rhode, and for a moment the whole hall became quiet again.

"But," among the princes, Aedric, who had the least interest in the throne, was the first to calm down.

Compared to the other princes' unwillingness, he was quicker to recognize reality.

He paused, showing no intention of opposing Rhode, but simply reminding him.

"To inherit the throne, the consent of Frank alone is not enough; you must obtain the approval of the Holy See, otherwise you cannot be considered the new king."

One sentence directly awakened all the princes and ministers present who had been disheartened.

A surge of ecstasy welled up in their hearts.

Yes! They didn't dare to challenge Rhode because they couldn't beat him, but wasn't the Holy See, such a behemoth, afraid of dealing with Rhode?

As for the Holy See acknowledging Rhode—don't be ridiculous.

With Rhode's lowly bloodline and the means by which he seized the throne, how could the Holy See possibly acknowledge him?

Once acknowledged, wouldn't that be endorsing others to usurp the country in this way?

At that time, the entire Southern Continent would be in chaos, and the Holy See would be the least willing to see the people under them in such disarray. If they knew about Frank's affairs, they might eliminate Rhode, this unexpected variable, at the first opportunity.

Rhode looked at Aedric's probing gaze and shrugged.

Not to mention that he had already prepared other identities, but even if the Holy See really found out, so what?

From the beginning, Rhode had never been afraid.

It would be better if the Holy See refused to acknowledge him; he could take the opportunity to see the Holy See's methods.

Fighting was the only option.

However, Aedric's outburst reminded Rhode of other things.

None of these people were honest; they were only being suppressed by Rhode's force at the moment, putting on a show of obedience for the time being.

They were probably still plotting how to scheme against him in their hearts.

Perhaps, as soon as he stepped out, he would encounter Frank's executioners.

Thinking of this, Rhode couldn't help but laugh.

Although there was no one in the entire Frank who could defeat him, he really didn't like being spied on in the dark.

Seeing Rhode laugh, the princes and ministers present couldn't help but shiver, looking at Rhode tremulously, not knowing what had made Rhode laugh, and even more uncertain about what Rhode would do next.

What if he was angered by Aedric's words and wanted to kill them directly?!

Thinking of this, panic appeared on everyone's faces, and they hurriedly knelt on the ground, not daring to look at Rhode's expression.

"You don't need to worry about the Holy See."

Rhode nonchalantly raised his foot and placed it on the throne, his casual sitting posture causing the people below to frown repeatedly.

As expected of a commoner!

He didn't have the slightest demeanor of royalty. How could such a person become the king of Frank!

Although these people were constantly grumbling in their hearts, no one dared to stand up and speak. Many people who met Rhode's gaze lowered their heads directly, not daring to let Rhode see their expressions.

Snap.

Rhode snapped his fingers.

The crowd heard a few thumping sounds and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see countless bottles popping up on the table, the number of which corresponded exactly to their number.

"What, what is this?"

Given Rhode's previous bizarre methods of dealing with people, no one asked where these things came from.

After all, Rhode had erased a living person from thin air!

It was not surprising to take out some things from thin air at this time.

Rhode narrowed his eyes, a smile on his lips, and said slowly, "Now that I have become the new king of Frank, I must celebrate. Please have something to drink."

"If you don't drink, it means you look down on me and don't want me to be your king."

The smile on his face seemed particularly sincere, and his tone of voice seemed particularly earnest.

But the meaning in his words was already very clear.

Don't drink.

Then die.

Who would want to put such an unknown thing into their mouth!

The surrounding people trembled and looked up at Rhode, only to feel that the smile on Rhode's face was particularly terrifying, no different from a demon crawling out of the abyss!

"Will drinking this kill us?"

Anthony swallowed, looking at Serena nervously, hoping that Serena and Orina could speak for them.

But these two had drunk the potion much earlier than the people present.

If Rhode didn't speak, they naturally wouldn't speak.

After all, from this morning onwards, Rhode was their master!

Rhode didn't intend to reply, but instead looked at the sky outside and said, "You only have one minute."

In fact, it was just a loyalty potion.

But it would be too verbose to explain, and Rhode was too lazy to say so much.

Drink it or not, it's up to you. Anyway, he hadn't killed enough.

He stroked his fingers, itching to put his arms around Serena's slender waist and caress it back and forth.

If these people present had the guts to defy Rhode, they would have stood up to oppose Rhode's succession just now. Now that they saw Rhode silent, they didn't dare to have any intention of disobeying, but instead stepped forward tremulously.