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    Chapter 7 Thorn

    Menzobrirl City.

    The Royal Palace.

    Under Sola¡¯s glaring gaze, Pompeii, who had been in a state of depression, finally broke out.

    He stared at a pair of blood-red eyes and roared loudly.

    "Why, why did you pass the throne to that girl instead of me? Do you just dislike me so much? I am the eldest prince, I am the first heir, I am the next king of this country,  Why, why, why is all this"

    With this roar, the eldest prince abandoned all his previous disguises and faced his father, with only a look of ferocity and murderous intent on his face.

    "asshole."

    Hearing this, Sora yelled and cursed.

    "You bastard, you still have the nerve to mention this to me. Let me ask you, what were you doing when Isabella was causing trouble outside and the whole kingdom was in panic? How can I trust you with a guy like you?  The whole kingdom is yours.¡±

    The old man was full of energy and taught Pompeii a lesson as usual.

    "That shouldn't be left to her."

    Pompeii did not accept the punishment obediently as usual, but retorted with a more ferocious tone.

    "hehe¡­¡­"

    Sora laughed angrily.

    He was suddenly extremely disappointed with Pompeii.

    "Hmph, you did nothing when Isabella started to stir up trouble. Do you think I can safely hand over the entire country to such a guy?"

    Sola said calmly, for the first time, he was ready to reason with this useless son.  As for after the lecture?  It depends on the situation. The best outcome is to be deprived of Blanc's Lion and imprisoned forever. He has completely given up on this useless son.

    "If you hadn't ordered the Legion of Glory not to participate in the war, how could I have done nothing."

    Pompeii retorted angrily.

    "hehe¡­¡­"

    Seeing this, Sora showed a hint of bitterness on his face.

    Does this guy only use force to solve problems?  Did you stay in the army for too long and your brain became rigid?  Really, really disappointed.

    In an instant, Sora lost the desire to explain everything.

    He gently held the armrests of the chair, thinking about how to deal with the two guys in front of him.

    All this was regarded as an injustice by Pompeii.

    "Haha, damn old man, you were the first to feel sorry for me. All of this is your fault, it's all your fault, haha, old man, you deserve it, you deserve it"

    He said crazily, with an unprecedented joy on his face.  Pompeii grew up under Thora's strict discipline since he was a child, and his serious face has become his nightmare.  Now, he was finally able to get away from it all.  After thinking about it, he couldn't help but look at Sola and found that the face that frightened him had already aged.

    Old man, it turns out you are old.

    Pompeii had some complicated thoughts, but this thought did not last long and was replaced by excitement.

    This kingdom is mine after all.

    "Pfft"

    At this moment, a sharp sword tip penetrated Pompeii's chest.

    He turned his head in disbelief and saw the expressionless face of his uncle, the person closest to him, the man named Caesar.

    In an instant, there was a sense of clarity in his heart.

    Is everything an illusion?

    He couldn¡¯t help but recall what happened when he was a child. At that time, the very young Caesar was the only elder who smiled at him. It was precisely because of that smile that he chose to believe this man unconditionally and everything he said.

    "hehe¡­¡­"

    Pompeii suddenly laughed, laughing from the bottom of his heart.

    Uncle, if you want the throne, I can give it to you.

    While he was smiling, he thought bitterly. With such a sad laugh, he fell to the ground, in front of the two people closest to him in his life.

    "you¡­¡­"

    Looking at all this, Sora, who was sitting in the chair, looked heartbroken and shocked.  His son died in front of him, and the murderer was his most trusted brother. This was definitely the biggest blow to an old man who was about to reach the end of his life.

    "My good brother, is it strange?"

    Caesar just smiled faintly, and then spoke.

    "Why can we, who are blood relatives, kill each other? Haha, the reason is actually very simple. The clone of Blanc's Lion in Pompeii has long since disappeared, so"

    "You??¡±

    Sora was furious. As his heart changed, a lion with fangs and claws appeared above his head, seeming to choose people to devour.

    "Brother, my clone has also disappeared, so this oppression is useless to me."

    Caesar still smiled faintly.

    "snort."

    Sora reluctantly put away his mood, summoned the clone of Blanc's Lion, and directed it to rush towards Caesar.

    Killing his good brother was Sora's only thought at this time.

    "boom."

    The sword stained with blood blocked the lion's attack.

    "Don't rush to take action yet, my good brother, at least wait until I finish speaking."

    "snort."

    He responded with an even more violent attack.

    Caesar said calmly as he stepped back to block the attack.

    "I worked so hard for that. Not only did I convince your stupid son, but I also hid it from the guardian spirit of the kingdom to prevent you from noticing. I can't believe I could do all this. How about it, you idiot?  My brother finally knows how to use his brain, please be happy, hehe"

    ""

    There was only a cold look on Sora's face.

    Suddenly, he felt a pain in his heart, and the heartache that had been with him all his life suddenly broke out.

    With this, the attacking Blanc Lion clone revealed a small flaw.

    "hehe¡­¡­"

    Seeing this, the somewhat embarrassed Caesar smiled, not a faint smile, but a wild laugh.

    "My dear brother, the time is just right."

    "What?"

    Sora clutched his chest and murmured subconsciously.

    "Brother, I forgot to mention it just now. In fact, your doctor Modisi is also mine."

    Caesar, who became more and more relaxed, explained happily.

    "You and I¡­¡­"

    Sora became increasingly powerless.

    "Don't worry, that guy is very timid and doesn't dare to poison you. He just followed my instructions to make your body a little better. In fact, your vitality cannot last for ten days at all. Tonight  This is the day of your death.¡±

    After Caesar finished speaking, he looked at Sora with pity.

    At this time, Sola's eyes had lost their sparkle.  With the death of Sora, the Blanc Lions that attacked Caesar reluctantly dispersed.

    "Haha, it finally worked."

    Looking at all this, Caesar silently took back the sword in his hand and murmured lowly.

    "The next step is to get rid of the last Blanc bloodline. At that time, no one can stop me from becoming the king. Hehe, haha, my good brother, I will definitely be a good king, I will definitely"

    ¡­¡­

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