Chapter 604 Gabela's Change 2

"Sigrit sent a message that His Royal Highness Felix and Duke Dias are ready to take action in a week."

Ms. Chiyan - Marianna's name in the secret society - calmly said the information she had just learned.

She is now in a secret room. Antonio, Aldrich, Yarvi, Amberov, Carol, nine members of the ten-man group, and several other officials who secretly support the second prince, gathered here to discuss the latest situation in the imperial capital.

Except for Siegfried and MacDonald, all the core members of the second prince Antonio's faction are here.

Amberov frowned and said, "Sure enough, once Marshal MacDonald and the army left, they couldn't hold back?"

The thick beard on his face trembled, showing the owner's excitement.

"Your Highness, I think we should get ahead of them. The first to strike is the strongest, and the last to strike will suffer."

An old man in a black robe suggested to Antonio. His name is Doty Matt. He is the most prestigious wizard in the secret society. Among this group of spellcasters with strange powers, he is second only to the leader Antonio. Most people have never seen Master Matt cast his spells, but no one doubts his strength.

Master Matt always wears a black robe. Even indoors, he often covers his face with the hood of the black robe, so it is not easy for others to observe his face.

The leader of the Bachelor's Tower, Aldridge, also said to Antonio: "Master Matt's suggestion is very reasonable. Now is the time when Felix and Dias are the most arrogant. They think they have won the victory, but they don't know that we still have a hidden force of spellcasters in the imperial capital. Your Highness, this is a small but sharp dagger. As long as it is used at the right time and in the right place, it will play a role in turning everything around."

Others also made their own suggestions to Antonio, and everyone agreed to gather forces immediately to kill the prince's faction.

Just when everyone reached a consensus, Antonio, the most core figure here, showed a rare restlessness.

He stood up from his seat and paced back and forth beside the table without saying a word.

"Your Highness!" Master O'Donnell, the best spellcaster of mental magic in the ten-man group, slowly stood up and said, "What are you still worried about now?"

"My father..."

Antonio's voice was a little hoarse, "How should I face him."

The room fell into silence.

In general, Bartley Griffin is a good ruler.

But, unfortunately, he could not cope with the bad situation predicted. Moreover, it was almost impossible for such a king who grew up in a traditional atmosphere to recognize the legal status of the spellcaster.

But the spellcaster will be the core force of their plan in the future. They must be able to walk in the sun openly and even occupy an important position in this country and on this continent.

Aldridge said with some heaviness: "I know this is a painful choice. Bartley is a good father, but he is too biased towards the role of a father. As a king, he should be more ruthless."

"Our tradition of Gabela is that the capable will take the throne. Your Highness, with your repeated merits on the battlefield, he should have announced that you would be the heir to the throne long ago, but because of his so-called fatherly love, he did not want to see his other son Felix sad and lost, so he has not decided on his own heir."

"This gave Felix and some people around him illusions, and also caused more people to have huge doubts and uncertainties, which eventually spread to the entire country , people are divided into two factions, fighting each other, scheming against each other, and the power of the empire is wasted in such meaningless activities. "

"So, Your Highness." Aldridge said solemnly: "I, as a Gabela man, ask you to put an end to all this. Only by consolidating the empire first can we consolidate this continent, and only by consolidating this continent can we face the great enemy in the prophecy."

Hearing the teacher's words, Antonio asked with a little pain: "Then how should I place my father?"

"Let him abdicate." Aldridge suggested, "Let him enjoy the rest of his life as the emperor's father. I think he will be proud of what you will do in the future."

Antonio did not speak.

"Hehehehe!" A hoarse laugh came to mind. This was another person in the group of ten, Enoch Christopher, a disgusting guy who liked to deal with poisons and corpses all day long.

His head was bald, without a single hair, not even eyebrows, and his cheeks and body were terribly thin, as if a skeleton was covered with a layer of human skin.

"Your Highness." Christopher said in a tone of joking: "Please forgive me for speculating about your father with the greatest malice, or in other words, what I said can be regarded as a conspiracy theory."

Christopher said terrible words in a normal tone, "Perhaps, the reason why His Majesty the Emperor has not announced his successor is that he deliberately did it, and it is his intention to let you and Felix fight each other. You know, as an emperor, your father is still young and energetic, and he doesn't want to see a..."

"Shut up!" Master Matt and Bachelor Aldridge shouted at Christopher together.

Christopher shrugged his shoulders, huddled in his chair, and stopped talking.

Antonio stood there quietly, with his back to the crowd.

Maybe Christopher's words stimulated him.

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"Alas," sighed the second prince, "This will be a life-and-death struggle."

Carol stood up, walked slowly to his side, and put his soft palm on Antonio's shoulder, his eyes full of attachment.

"Your Highness, we will all be by your side now."

Antonio nodded, "Okay, then let's take action immediately."

When he turned around, the hesitation and anxiety just now had disappeared. In the eyes of everyone, the imperial prince who had won every battle on the battlefield was back here again.

"Master Matt, Madam Chiyan, gather the spellcasters secretly near the palace and gather at any time upon command."

"Yes, Your Highness, we will do it."

"Ambrov, use your identity as the captain of the guards to keep a close eye on the whereabouts of Felix, Dias and others leaving the palace."

"Yes, Your Highness." Ambrov stood up, he was even more excited, Your Highness finally made up his mind.

"Master Yarvi," the prince looked at the bachelor, "you go contact McDonald and Siegfried, there are several places around the imperial capital that need attention..."

"As for my teacher, Master Aldridge, we must be prepared to deal with public opinion after our action is successful..."