Chapter 106

Because the oracle records that Her Highness the Saint will be the lover of the hero.

This directly leads to the fact that the eldest prince Lance is the one who is most resistant to the summoning of the second generation of heroes, and even hates the appearance of the second generation of heroes more than the members of the former hero team.

Lance is deeply in love with Rossweisse, and is extremely obsessed with the saint to the point of madness. Lance's personality is very impulsive and extreme, and he can really do such a thing.

As the eldest prince, Lance has many eyes and ears, so it is not difficult for him to know the whereabouts of the hero.

"And just a while ago, when I went to the Magician Association to do business, I happened to see Lance's confidant Lindberg ordering a large number of magic bombs from the Magician Association..."

As soon as this was said, everyone was almost convinced that it must be the eldest prince Lance who was jealous and wanted to murder the hero!

Even Morton, the head of the Royal Guard Knights, felt that such a prince was too unqualified and had no right to inherit the throne.

If the throne falls into Lance's hands, it can be foreseen that the destruction of the empire will be in the near future.

Morton took a deep breath: "The competition for the throne has nothing to do with me. I am loyal to His Majesty, not others. I will report what happened here to His Majesty truthfully. As for how to decide, that is His Majesty's business."

As he said, Morton unfolded a magic scroll.

...

In the imperial city.

Wordsworth sat leisurely on the sofa, leaning against the soft cushion, with a hot and beautiful girl in his arms, who looked only in her twenties.

The snake-like enchanting body was twisting gently in Wordsworth's arms.

This girl was not one of his princesses, although he had more than a hundred princesses... Each of them was beautiful and graceful, but how did the saying go.

Home flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers? The first generation of heroes seemed to say so.

The girl in his arms was a lady from a viscount's family. Wordsworth enjoyed her charm, and the most important thing was that she was young.

Which man doesn't like young and beautiful girls?

Although he was an emperor, he needed to relax a little from time to time, otherwise the pile of government affairs would be enough to shorten his life by several years.

He was quite confident in his disguise skills. The girl in front of him did not realize his true identity, but his innate noble temperament made people think that she must be a nobleman at first glance.

Wordsworth's furry claws fell on the girl's waist, and he moved down along the slender waist with ill intentions. Just when he was about to touch the important parts, his claws were ruthlessly knocked down by the girl.

"Uncle, your hands are very unruly..."

Wordsworth was not angry, but rather that kind of delicate voice made him feel that his bones were soft.

This girl was very charming and charming, but whenever Wordsworth wanted to go further, he would always be stopped by the girl, and Wordsworth never forced it, he enjoyed the feeling of flirting.

Lifting the girl's chin with his fingers and looking directly into her light green eyes, Wordsworth shamelessly said:

"What uncle? Call me brother..."

On the other side, the attendant who was sitting on the sofa not far away and drinking tea trembled when he heard this, and his forehead was full of black lines.

Shameless, shameless!

Don't you look at how old you are? You are in your fifties or sixties. How can you let people call you brother?

This scene is really unbearable to watch. Fortunately, no familiar people recognized Wordsworth's identity, otherwise, the face of the empire would be lost.

Wordsworth's stubble mouth came to the girl's slender white neck and kept kissing.

The hard beard seemed to make the girl feel a little itchy, and she giggled.

When Wordsworth was about to take the girl's lips, he suddenly felt an itchy feeling in his ears, which made Wordsworth's face fall immediately.

Who is this, so ignorant, disturbing me at this time? I will definitely deduct his salary later.

Although he was very upset, Wordsworth knew that those who could contact him with message magic were not ordinary people. He let go of the girl in his arms: "Beautiful lady, please wait a moment, I seem to have some problems to deal with here."

Apologizing to the girl gracefully, Wordsworth pressed his ears and walked to the side. Soon Wordsworth's face changed, like an angry lion, his fists clenched and made a creaking sound.

The accompanying attendant saw this scene and immediately understood that something was wrong. He quickly put down the teacup and stood up and came to Wordsworth's side.

"Rebellious son, rebellious son... rebellious son..."

The low roar, hearing this, the attendant immediately understood that His Royal Highness the Great Prince had done something to anger His Majesty again. This was normal, and it happened several times a week, but the attendant keenly noticed that His Majesty's reaction this time was more intense than ever.

Wordsworth's eyes were spurting flames. At this moment, the emperor was like a ferocious beast, ready to choose someone to eat.

That look made the noble lady who wanted to come closer shudder and no longer dare to get close.

Wordsworth rushed out of the hotel and headed straight for the palace without looking back. The attendant who accompanied him was very smart and did not ask what happened. He knew that there were many things he should not know, even though he had a good relationship with His Majesty the Emperor since childhood.

Rush all the way to the palace of the eldest prince. There were two servants at the gate of the palace. When they saw His Majesty Wordsworth appearing angrily, their faces suddenly changed. They subconsciously blocked in front of Wordsworth and saluted, opening their mouths as if they wanted to ask His Majesty loudly what was going on.

Before they could speak, Wordsworth waved his hand and said, "Get out of here!"

The bodies of the two servants were directly blown away and hit the wall heavily. When they fell to the ground, they were already dead.

Wordsworth kicked open the door of Lance's bedroom with a dragon-like step. The door was kicked and the fragments flew everywhere. When Wordsworth saw the scene in the room, he almost fainted with a surge of blood.

In the huge room, there were dozens of figures, both men and women.

The clothes on their bodies had already been scattered on the ground, even Lance was the same, and everyone's face was filled with obsession and madness.

Damn bastard!

Rebellious son, evil!

Seeing the sudden appearance of His Majesty the Emperor, all those people were startled, and the obsession and madness on their faces were quickly replaced by fear.

"Get out of here."

Wordsworth roared angrily.

A group of figures hurriedly picked up the clothes on the ground and hurriedly ran out of the eldest prince's bedroom. When the attendant at the outer door saw this scene, he probably knew what happened. He opened his arms and lightning fell from the sky. In a blink of an eye, there were only dozens of charred corpses on the ground.

Looking at Lance, who still had an impatient face and picked up a robe to put on his body, Wordsworth was almost angry and laughed.

Okay, the disciple is better than the master, right?

At most, he disguised himself and hooked up with the noble lady outside, but his own son played dozens of times more fancy than himself?

"Lance, look at your current appearance. How can you look like a prince? You will inherit the throne in the future." Wordsworth didn't even have the energy to get angry. He didn't understand why his son, whom he had carefully nurtured since childhood, became like this.

He was obviously not like this before.

Lance yawned lazily. Although he was just wearing a simple robe and his clothes were disheveled, he still exuded dignity and elegance.

"Father, you came here just to disturb my good mood, didn't you?"

"Why are you so angry? Is it because I didn't call you? Okay, I remember, I will call you next time."

Wordsworth's body trembled, he took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the fire in his heart that was about to explode: "Why did you murder the hero in Conrad?"

"Murder the hero in Conrad?" Lance was stunned, and he shook his head subconsciously: "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't, it wasn't me."

However, Lance's denial completely angered Wordsworth, he suddenly raised his right hand and slapped Lance on the right face with a whoosh.

"You coward, you dare not admit it, right?" Wordsworth roared.

How amazing is his strength, with one slap, Lance's body was directly blown away, half of his face was almost completely rotten, and in some places you can even see the bones inside.

But at this moment, Lance could not feel the pain on his face at all. He had arranged for several assassins to murder the hero last night, but he knew very well that those assassins were basically going there to die, just to test the hero's true strength. He wanted to break the hero's neck with his own hands.

He did not murder the hero in Conrad, and he did not even know that the hero was in Conrad.

He did not know where his father heard the news from, but his father's complete distrust of him only made Lance's nose sore, a strong sense of grievance surged in his heart, and two turbid tears flowed from the corners of his eyes filled with anger!

Chapter 3 is here.

Chapter 139 The Princess of the Ice Kingdom (4)

"From today on, you stay in this room. Except for welcoming Antasia and formal occasions where you must appear, you are not allowed to go anywhere. Reflect on yourself."

After saying this, the angry Wordsworth rushed out of the door and arranged for the guards to block the surroundings. Unless necessary, the eldest prince was not allowed to step out of the palace.

At the same time, he called the waiter waiting at the outer door. Lindberg must not continue to live in this world. If he really wanted to investigate it afterwards, he only needed to put all the responsibilities on Lindberg and declare to the outside that Lindberg acted privately to flatter the eldest prince.

Poor Lindberg, he has been enjoying the service of the beautiful women in the Fairy House for the past two days. He didn't know that this was the last enjoyment of his life.

In the palace, Lance's face was twisted into a ball.

The magic scroll in his hand healed the wound on his face caused by his father, but the trauma in his heart could not heal for a long time.

Because of the prince's wife, his relationship with his father has been very stiff in recent years. He couldn't understand why the Abelsheen family insisted on the rules that had been passed down for thousands of years and had to marry a woman from the Macefield family.

But he never thought that his father would indiscriminately accuse him of murdering the hero.

He heard what orders his father issued outside and knew what Lindberg would end up like, but he had no ability to change it.

Just like his father's attendant, Lindbergh was a playmate who had accompanied the eldest prince since childhood. The two were not brothers, but their relationship was closer than that of brothers.

Qin Chu!

Suddenly, the name of the hero emerged in the eldest prince's mind.

That's right, it was this guy. It must be this damn bastard who deliberately framed him and provoked the relationship between him and his father, wanting to make him have no one to rely on.

He also wanted to take Rossweisse away from him.

No... Rossweisse is his, no one can take Rossweisse away.

A layer of dense and tiny dark red scales suddenly appeared above Lance's eyeballs, like a thin film covering his pupils, and only dark red blood was left in front of him.

"Give me strength!"

With a hoarse voice, Lance looked into the void and gave orders to the mysterious and unknown existence.

Soon, the scales began to spread on Lance's body, covering his whole body in a blink of an eye, and then peeled off from Lance's body layer by layer like shedding skin.

Just after the scales fell off, Lance's aura obviously expanded a circle, and seemed to be stronger than before.

Hahahahaha…

Inside the palace, the eldest prince laughed neurotically.

With the wild laughter, the scales began to spread on his body again.

There was already madness in his eyes. The noble Saint Rossweisse, please wait patiently, I will definitely save you from Qin Chu's clutches.

…

On the other side, Conrad Monster Lair.

Qin Chu, Ekaterina, and Violet have appeared at the bottom of the cave.

Just when the big explosion appeared, Qin Chu used the small space magic circle imprinted on the magic scroll to transfer the three people here.

Listening to the constant roar outside and the tremors under his feet, Qin Chu's face was a little weird: "Violet, I just asked you to create a little chaos so that I can separate from those people. Why did you make such a big scene?"

Listening to this movement, the mountain above Conrad Monster Lair is about to collapse, right? Wow, the violent roar and tremor spread directly to hundreds of meters underground, and large pieces of dust fell from the top of the head.

I wonder which one is stronger than the nuclear warheads on Earth.

The entire monster nest almost collapsed. If Qin Chu hadn't used the magic scroll of space transmission in time and the power of pseudo-immovable, he would have been injured.

However, Violet's pretty face was obviously puzzled. She shook her head: "It wasn't me. The big explosion happened before I had time to do it."

Qin Chu was stunned. The figures of Antia and Saya flew out of Qin Chu's body at the same time. Antia held a spear and was alert to the surroundings with Violet Ekaterina.

Saya was lying on top of Qin Chu's head: "I just sensed the breath of a magic bomb. Someone must have planted a bomb in the cave in advance, waiting for you to enter and then detonate it."

Saya's words made Qin Chu very angry. Someone was trying to assassinate me. This method was really insidious. I am such a good person, elegant and gentlemanly, and I don't offend people much...

Uh... Qin Chu's fingers passed through Saya's head and scratched his hair. It seems that he really offended a lot of people.

For example, Athena, of course, because Athena thought that there was still a remnant of Jello's soul in her body, Athena would never do this.

Rossweisse... She wouldn't do this either, so she can be ruled out.

After all the calculations, it seems that only the eldest prince Lance is the most likely.

Damn, you dare to plot against me, I'll kill you later.

But the most important issue at the moment is how to draw strength. This is a rare opportunity that must not be missed.

This is the deepest part of the monster's lair. Qin Chu had been here during the first round and was very familiar with it. He could hear a series of rustling sounds in his ears. It was obvious that some strange creatures were approaching in the darkness.

Although there was no light here, the darkness could not affect Qin Chu's vision. He could clearly see the environment he was in. The entire cave was about ten meters high, surrounded by rugged rocks. There were a lot of cave entrances leading to unknown places, densely crisscrossed like the vascular tissue of the human body, and the air was filled with a gloomy and fishy smell.

A large number of round insects about three meters long and fifty centimeters in diameter were constantly wriggling on the ground, on the mountain walls, and on the top of their heads. Their appearance looked somewhat similar to that of phantom demons. There were dense hairs all over their bodies, and there were countless soft and wriggling small limbs in their abdomens.

It seemed that because they were too round and fat, circles of bulges would appear on their bodies when they moved.

The front end of the body is not a mouth, but a bunch of wriggling tentacles that look like octopus tentacles. The inside of the tentacles is covered with densely packed hard barbs.