553: C553 Forcing

C553 Forcing

It was going against the heavens!

He took two steps back and almost fell to the ground. However, he saw that Neele had walked over and hurriedly helped him up. However, in the next second, he sat on the throne and kicked out!

Abigail immediately rolled onto the ground after being kicked and rolled down from the main hall with his head bleeding from the fall.

He no longer had his usual dignity as he was now lying on the ground below the great hall with his eyes fixed on his eldest son. His face was filled with rage.

Father, at first, I wanted to watch the father and son fight, and I didn't want to use such a method, but you are too muddleheaded, old fool. This throne, the entire world, only I am fit to sit here, I am sixteen years old, I have gone to the countries to fight, and at the age of eighteen I have personally created my own personal guard regiment. Now, the entire country thinks that I am the most qualified to be the king, yet you are going to give it to a woman!

The Longsword at his waist had already been unsheathed, and he waved it downwards.

"Welcome to the throne!"

After a series of cheers, Neelpet's face is filled with excitement.

Currently, the entire palace was his personal guard, and with the support of the nobles, the throne had to be his.

"Bring him here!"

At this moment, Neel Pitt waved his Longsword and saw over a dozen young men and women, dressed in extravagant attire, being escorted into the great hall.

Following that, those people all knelt to the ground. Seeing this scene, Abigail's face was twisted.

"What a sin, what a sin! Neele, I, Abigail, don't have an unfilial son like you!"

Abigail did not dare to yell. He said with a crazed look on his face, "Without the Scepter, you cannot convince the masses, and you are not worthy of being king."

However, Neil Peter laughed and said, "I am now the king, so, my sword, is the king's token, abolishing your order, the Scepter is at most a useless fire poker. Father, do you still need me to explain this to you in detail?"

Abigail powerlessly hammered the ground because he knew that there was nothing he could do about it.

Initially, he had thought that his decision, even if the princes disagreed, wouldn't have much of an impact.

The eldest son was what he valued the most, but he was also the one who was most disappointed.

"Father, if you swear an oath to the throne now, I might be able to make you less worried."

After saying that, Neel Peter got up and walked towards His Royal Highness. He then walked to the side of a young man in silk clothes, who was still smiling at him.

"Big brother, what are you doing? We're family!"

However, as the sound of his voice faded, it had already turned into an unstoppable sound. His head was chopped into two halves by Neele, and fell to the ground. Hot blood spurted everywhere.

Ah!

All sorts of screams rang out, the princes and princesses were so frightened that they fell to the ground with pale faces.

It was all because of how sudden things had happened. Why did his brother, who was usually the most calm, suddenly killed him?

After Abigail saw it, he gritted his teeth painfully. The scene that he didn't want to see the most happened.

"Father, are you still persisting with your belief?"

Nealon walked to another girl, the Longsword had already been lifted. Abigail closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously. There was another scream of fear, his heart was bleeding.

"Peter, you. "We've won!"

Abigail placed his hands on the ground, while looking at Nealon, his eyes gradually calmed down.

Right now, he had no other choice.

"That is to say, Father, you've agreed to it, right?"

asked Nielpeter, turning his head and smiling.

However, the moment Abigail nodded his head, a dagger pierced through Nealon's heart and came out from his chest with blood dripping out of the blade and sword.

Nielpeter turned his head with a look of disbelief on his face.

He saw a young man with his head bowed and a hat standing behind him. He had a mocking expression on his face as he looked up.

It was Queen Oti's nephew, Hock Ke, it was him!

This was the last thought in Nilpeter's mind as his corpse fell to the ground. Following that, a burst of gunshots was heard from outside the hall, followed by the collapse of all the personal guards.

Half an hour later, all of the nobles were trembling in fear as they watched a beautiful woman wearing a long skirt walk in.

Queen Oti, when Abigail saw her, he wished that he could jump on her and kill her.

However, he didn't have any capital now, because she was in charge of everything.

Nilpitt should not have forced him to agree to the succession of the throne, because Queen Oti's funds had been set in motion, not only to kill Su Lingxue, but also to the next heir.

Of course, she was the one who started it and could close it at any time. Now that she had spent half of the three billion, it was not enough to assassinate her next successor.

She won, she won the throne, she killed many princesses and princesses, because she believed in the ancient Chinese monarchs to ascend the throne, and that was the prince who fought to the end, the true emperor.

"Abigail, now, what else do you have to say for yourself? Continue to establish the throne. I want to see who it is, then conveniently get rid of him at the same time."

The smile on Queen Oti's face was extremely moving, but behind that smile was an inexhaustible sharpness and viciousness.

For the position of the king, she had planned for more than ten years. As Abigail aged these few years, she had already secretly befriended the nobles.

In the end, Nilpitt was still just a chess piece that she could use.

"You are so vicious. For the sake of the throne, you are willing to do anything, and you are not worthy to be the queen. The Duchy will be handed to you, and sooner or later, it will be destroyed."

Abigail shook his head and cursed weakly.

"Hehe, I am not vicious. Don't tell me that if you hand the throne to this soft-hearted trash, the Duchy will be destroyed, and Hulk will be brave enough to handle things in a swift and decisive manner, even stronger than you were back then. With the Duchy in his hands, he will definitely become a kingdom in the future!"

Queen Oti looked at the quieted sounds of gunfire outside with a look of satisfaction. She carried Hawke to the top of the hall and placed him on the throne.

Hulk, from today onwards, you are the king of the duchy. Everyone must listen to your orders.

Hulk nodded. He was not interested in the position of the king, only in his mother's opinion.

Although his mother wasn't his biological father, she treated him even more intimately than her biological father, treating him as if he were her own daughter.

That was enough!

"Men, summon the three generals of both land and sea, quickly come to see the new King!"

Queen Oti nodded in satisfaction. With a wave of her sleeve, a large number of soldiers rushed in.

There were also many officials from other kingdoms and three great military officials who led the way in.

"Good timing! Everyone, pay your respects to the new king. The ascension ceremony will now begin!"

Queen Oti did not want to wait another minute. Only Queen Hulk could make her peace.1

"Queen Oti, even if the title of new King is indeed being held today, it is not Hawke!"

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