Then, several more people rushed out. They were all high-ranking knights arranged by Arthas to perform security around the palace. There were three of them who had the eighth-level strength like Langdon.

Three eighth-level knights came to Orson and fought with him. Orson couldn't help but frown.

Outside, more and more guards will come in. If Orson stays here, he will be surrounded sooner or later.

In desperation, he could only rush towards the door.

With his current strength, he can still escape if he wants to.

He swung his sword again, forcing everyone back, and then prepared to turn around and escape.

Then, a high-ranking knight fearlessly grabbed the cloak that Orson was wearing to conceal his identity, and pulled it off with force.

The price he paid was that half of his face was disfigured by the sword, and he screamed in pain.

Orson noticed something strange on his body, turned around, and then saw the cloak in someone else's hand.

He instantly realized that his identity had been exposed, and without giving it any time to think, he fled.

There were three eighth-level knights, plus the other guards in the hall, plus the soldiers who were constantly coming to reinforce from other places. It would be very difficult for Orson to kill them all without leaving any alive.

And now that Arthas is dead, there is no need to cause further casualties.

Sure enough, when the others saw Orson, they were stunned.

Many of them have seen Orson, although most of them have only seen him from afar, but Orson is not the kind of ordinary person who would be forgotten after just one look.

So, just now, it was Orson who killed His Majesty?

But...why did Orson become like that?

Is Orson a demon?

This idea instantly spread through the guards' minds.

And it was after Arthas' death that the darkness over the city of Saint Laurent disappeared, and the army composed of the souls of the predecessors also turned into smoke in full view of everyone.

It was noon now. Being suddenly freed from darkness, the stimulation and discomfort brought to the eyes made most people squint their eyes instantly.

They had been fighting for days under the eternal night.

They were so proud of this that they did not notice a dark shadow that suddenly passed through the sky.

After escaping from the palace, Orson changed into a cloak, then wandered around the alley and stopped in an empty corner.

The influence of demonization also disappeared at this moment, followed by huge side effects.

Yes, Orson can choose to entrust his entire mind to the devil, so that he can remain powerful without having to suffer from side effects.

However, he refused and chose to borrow the power of the devil.

But all the gifts from fate have already been secretly marked with a price.

After ending his demonization, Orson will fall into a period of weakness.

He didn't know how long the period of weakness would last, maybe a few hours, maybe a lifetime.

During this period of weakness, his strength was almost the same as that of an ordinary person.

And in the first few hours, he will feel extremely tired.

At this moment, a little blonde girl appeared at the entrance of the alley. She glanced at Orson who was sitting against the wall and walked straight over to him.

The side effects had already taken effect at this time, but Orson was still in pain. He clenched his teeth and cold sweat oozed from his forehead because of the pain.

Even though Franka was unable to hide her footsteps, Orson still waited until her shoes appeared in his sight before he suddenly raised his head.

"Oh, how pitiful, big brother~"

Franka said this as if mocking Orson.

But Orson just looked at her and said nothing.

He knew how Franca spoke, and that she always liked to say something "inappropriately".

Then she squatted down, gently hugged Orson's body, and stroked his back with her hand.

"You really paid a lot to achieve your goal, Master Orson~"

Franka leaned close to Orson's ear and whispered.

"Leave it to us from now on. You can have a good rest."

She held Orson in her arms and stayed by his side quietly, as if she felt that this could ease the pain in his body.

……

On the other side, after daybreak, the crowd still hadn't found Orson.

Instead, it was the coalition forces that received the contact from the palace first.

After Arthas was confirmed dead, Langdon, the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guard, approached Elsa.

In the conference room, at Langdon's request, only he and Elsa were left.

"Langdon, it's just you and me here now. Tell me what the emperor wants."

"..."

Langdon was silent for a moment, glanced to the side, and then returned his gaze to Elsa.

"Your Highness, His Majesty... was assassinated today and has now... passed away. So, as the last member of the direct royal family, I feel..."

"What!?"

Before Langdon could finish, Elsa slammed the table and stood up.

"My brother was assassinated?"

"Yes……"

Hearing this, Elsa slumped down in her chair, as if she had lost all her strength.

He didn't expect that Arthas' final fate would be like this.

"When His Majesty was alive, he once said that if he died, all struggles would stop and the throne would be passed to you immediately, so I found you."

"During this period, we have had many conflicts. I certainly don't expect to earn your forgiveness. I have no problem with how you deal with me, but... it's time to end it. The people have suffered too much."

"..." Elsa nodded after hearing this.

It took her a long time to process what Langdon had said, but now she understood what had happened.

But he didn't expect that his royal brother seemed to have foreseen his death and actually made such a will.

"Then...Langdon, can you tell me who killed my brother?"

"I didn't see the assassin, but others did, and they said..."

Langdon said this, as if he didn't want to tell the truth, and turned his head to look away.

"But it doesn't matter."

Elsa said directly.

She already had a vague prediction in her heart.

Orson disappeared after the silver moon in the sky turned into an eyeball. Shortly after this vision disappeared, Langdon came to tell him that Arthas was dead.

Therefore, it is highly likely that the person who assassinated Arthas was Orson.

After hesitating for a long time, Langdon finally spoke:

"They said...it was Duke Orson, but...it didn't seem to be him."

"What do you mean?" Elsa asked in confusion after hearing what Langdon said.

If it is, it is. If it is not, it is not. Why do those people say it is and yet seem not to be?

Aren't they the emperor's personal guards? Don't they have such good eyesight?

Langdon then explained:

"They said...the assassin resembled Duke Orson, but it was Duke Orson with demonic features."

As he said this, Langdon relayed to Elsa what the guard who saw Orson's appearance in the hall had said.

"They said... the assassin was wearing a black robe, as if he was afraid of being recognized by others. Then the assassin was about to escape. At this moment, a high-ranking knight rushed up fearlessly and tore off the assassin's black robe. Then he saw a man who looked very much like Duke Orson. At this moment, he had devil horns on his head, and his eyes and wings on his back also looked like the description of the devil in the book... So..."

"You...please let me take it easy first."

Elsa said this and sat on the chair.

This was another breaking news she heard within just a few minutes after Arthas was assassinated.

No wonder Langdon was going to tell me the news. If it was really Orson, and the rumor spread among the coalition forces and even to the public, Orson would be doomed.

If he really is a devil, or has the means to become a devil, the Imperial Church will first try him. No matter how good the relationship between the two sides was before, the issue of principle cannot be ignored.

The second are those nobles who regard demons as a scourge. Once I have to rely on Orson to establish my authority, they will not cooperate with me. After all, I relied on Orson to come to power, so they cannot be sure that they have no connection with demons.

Elsa realized the severity of the situation and frowned.

"So, Langdon, is that true?"

"I'm not sure either. After all, I wasn't there at the time... If it's Her Royal Highness the Princess... No, I may have to call you Her Majesty the Queen from now on. If you need, I can find all the parties involved and you can question them one by one in person."

"That's not necessary." Elsa waved her hand after hearing that.

Elsa now has two choices.

One is to protect Orsen to the end and control all those who know the situation. But after all, truth will come out sooner or later. By now, who knows where the news has spread among the imperial guards. Unless she kills all the imperial guards, even so, there is no guarantee that the news will never spread.

The second way is to cut ties with Orson now and kill him with a stick. Of course, to do this, you have to lure Orson into a trap and let him come to Elsa himself, and then control Orson.

Rationally speaking, these two methods have equal risks, but for Elsa's personal gain, option 2 is definitely the greatest. After all, if Orson is really eliminated, it will be easy for her to become the person in charge of the empire.

However, Elsa still resisted this behavior in her heart.

She didn't want to be like Arthas.

Chapter 69: Make Your Choice

"Haven't you found Orson yet?"

Half a day passed after Langdon left, until it was getting dark, and the people Elsa sent to look for Orson had not yet replied.

After Langdon returned, both sides reached a ceasefire, and later handed the emperor's scepter to Elsa, indicating Elsa's identity as the new emperor of the Empire.

As soon as tomorrow, Elsa could be crowned.

After all, Arthas's identity is rather special, and even Elsa may not recognize his legal status, so he can only be a pseudo-emperor.

There are still many things that Elsa has to deal with.

Post-war reconstruction, liquidation of enemies, distribution of benefits... each step requires a lot of time and energy, but at this moment, the most important thing is to find Orson.

Orson is her great benefactor. Without Orson, she wouldn't be where she is today, or rather, she wouldn't have been able to reach her current position so smoothly.

But no one has found Orson's location yet.

It was not until late at night that someone came to the door.

Elsa sat in the living room, looking at the little blonde girl sitting in front of her eating dessert, and asked with a smile:

"You said you have Orson's place, is that true?"

"Yes, really." She nodded. "When Brother Orson came back, I found him immediately, but he is in poor health now. If possible, I would like to take you to see him."

Franka pretends to be a little girl in an attempt to make Elsa let down her guard.

Sure enough, Elsa heard her words and nodded in agreement.

"No problem, when do we leave?"

Orson would never harm himself, Elsa thought.

Seeing Elsa's reaction, Franka smiled and then stood up.

"Well, big sister, come with me to find him now~"

"Ah."

Arriving at the door, the guard saw Elsa about to leave and asked hurriedly:

"Elsa-sama...it's so late, what are you going out for?"

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