"The war of nearly a hundred years has brought about today's peace. The Dulin Kingdom has experienced countless hardships, but the real Dulin people will never be easily defeated by difficulties. We should..."

...

"I hope that all the people in my territory, whether it is the town of Kand on the border, or all the people who stand below and listen to me at this moment, can support the construction of our country. Although this will cause temporary losses, it is all for the future of Dulin."

...

"We all know that peace is hard-won, but the development of the colonies is related to whether Dulin can rise again, so we..."

...

The king's old voice came into his ears through a large crowd, looking faint and empty.

As one of the members of the Heretic Inquisition, Davis is now wearing clothes like ordinary citizens and mixing among thousands of people.

Davis, who had set out early to integrate into the crowd, had been waiting here for a long time. After the morning bell rang, the old king also walked out of the tower as scheduled, accompanied by a group of people, and came to the high platform tightly surrounded by the Royal Guard to speak.

Looking around, His Majesty the King was wearing a decent white military uniform and wearing a wide range of medals on his chest. Beside him, the heirs Prince Fah and Prince Patrick, who came from Shawvin, stood quietly. Beyond them were some of the great nobles and high-ranking officials of Dulin.

There were people around, and the figures of the leaders at the end of their sight seemed quite short, but before the end, heads wearing various hats were continuous, front, back, left and right, as if they were trapped in the ocean of hats.

“Why not start?”

The King's speech is the same, and basically it goes back and forth every year. Although this year it has changed a little due to tax reasons, there is nothing worth listening to.

So Davis didn't take the words of the old man in the distance to heart at this moment.

Of course, because the king was talking at this time, no sound was around except for breathing and occasional coughing. Davis, who was carrying out a secret mission, could not say this sentence openly.

In fact, despite the opening and closing of the mouth, he did not make any noise. - because he used a spell called the Message.

"Bissary Woodley believes it is inappropriate to take action before the Necromancer is exposed, because no one is sure whether the contents of those two letters are true."

A sentence that penetrated his ears answered his question. He didn't look around, but Davis knew that his companion was not far from him.

"If they are exposed, the people around them will be unsafe. Then why are we here with such a big fanfare?" Davis was dissatisfied with this and thought that the top leaders seemed a little unreasonable.

"Maybe you're concerned about the feelings of the royal family. After all, if there is no necromancer, then rashly interrupting the old king's speech is equivalent to slapping him directly. You know, the old emperor loves face the most."

"Royal? What if they are dissatisfied with it? We are not trying to ensure their safety." Davis disagreed with this, but did not continue to worry about this issue.

The relationship between the church and the Dulin royal family is like a collaborator and a controller of the two worlds.

The royal family controls the world of mortals, and the church controls the world of the extraordinary.

Although they are completely incomparable on the level of force, their status is nominally equal.

In this case, the church that cherishes feathers naturally has many concerns.

However, Davis did not think that such concerns could be comparable to human life. It was not the one who made the decision, and even if he was not satisfied, he would be helpless.

...

Time passed quietly, the old king's speech was long and boring, and Davis's mission was to search for the necromancer in another space after the holy wonder was unfolded, so now he didn't need to be very attentive.

So much so that when he looked around boredly, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Is it the defector?

Looking at the inconspicuous existence not far away, Davis was excited and then hurriedly wanted to greet the others, but another change suddenly happened!

As the king gave a speech, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of the crowd and rushed towards the high platform!

"They are starting to act and be ready!"

A loud voice came from his ears, which made Davis temporarily extinguish the plan to report. Anyway, when the holy wonders are really activated, the defecting son of the gods cannot escape.

People around them also saw the sudden appearance of black shadows, and exclaimed everywhere, because there were too many people, and even rumbling like thunder.

However, when Davis relied on his height to see the scene on the high platform, he suddenly became stunned.

"Didn't you say that Prince Chauvin was assassinated?"

"How could it be the king?"

...

Obviously, since it is an assassination, the time required will not be too long, and it may even be only one or two seconds.

However, many things can happen within one or two seconds.

When a black shadow suddenly popped out of the crowd, the necromancers hiding in the crowd secretly complained that they were not good, because that person was not theirs!

However, the old king who was giving a speech thought that the necromancers began to act. He was secretly happy and a hint of astonishment appeared on his face.

But when he found that the direction of the black shadow was not the foreign prince beside him, but himself, this shock turned into horror.

Although he is the lord of a country, the old king has no combat ability. But the king naturally has his own protector.

Behind and in front of him were two men in black standing quietly. They didn't know what would happen like the old king, so they kept keeping their minds on guard.

So although the black shadow directly ignored the large number of royal guards around the platform and successfully climbed onto the platform, under the crisp sound of gold and iron, he was successfully blocked by the man in front of the king!

The big man's arms turned into a strange rubber-like shield blocking him, and the black shadow showed a strange shape like black smoke because of this pause.

At the same time, Bishop Woodley, who holds the ring of the angels of time and space in the church, has grasped the holy relics that look like ordinary gold bracelets and is ready to launch-

With various thoughts, she was originally planning to give the Necromancer a "opportunity", but she didn't expect this change to occur.

However, after such a delay, the old king's side, Prince Patrick, who looked panicked because of the accident, suddenly felt his throat blocked, as if something was silting in his neck.

So he subconsciously opened his mouth, and a scarlet blood arrow suddenly rushed out, and in a flash, he penetrated into the old king's head less than two meters away with a whoosh!

As the attack came, the king tried hard to stand up but was slightly hunched, and it immediately appeared in his body. It seemed to be a mysterious magic of protection. However, the light alternated, but he could not save him.

I saw the old man who was in charge of a country trembling all over, and his head suddenly exploded with a bang!

Like a watermelon shattered, the mixed red and white substance splashed around. The heir prince who accompanied him was immediately sprayed all over his face, and the royal guards around him and the two bodyguards were also attacked.

Under the silent eyes of tens of thousands of people and under the stare of many dark eyes, the king's headless body subconsciously knelt on the ground and collapsed to the side.

Blood gushed and flowed. After a moment of silence, the screams suddenly spread all over the world. The exaggerated and uproaring sound even reached outside the distant suburbs!

The necromancers, underground parties, churches, and even Charles in the dark were all a little confused at this moment.

As employers, the necromancers certainly cannot hope this person will die.

Although the underground party wanted to ask the king to die, and even the first black shadow to assassinate was that they took the initiative to make a surprise, they definitely did not want to mix the king's death with Prince Chauvin, which would cause diplomatic problems between the two countries!

And now it is the time when domestic internal conflicts are in full swing. If this is directly transferred into external conflicts, how can they continue to "play"?

The church was even more shocked. The dignified king was assassinated under their noses, and they had not had time to take action yet!?

Although there is no rigid responsibility to protect the king, it is embarrassing to do so alone!

Many eyes couldn't help but look at the Vice Archbishop Woodley, who was in charge of the saintly object, with complex eyes. However, the person involved also had a gloomy face. When the black shadow attacked and the blood arrow did not appear, she actually had the opportunity to use it. She just suddenly thought that if this was a sound attack, the black shadow attacked the king on the surface, was it actually targeting the original target?

Is this the assassination plan of the necromancers?

Under this inexplicable thought, Woodley had a little hesitation. However, the difference in thought caused such amazing consequences.

...

Shire was also a little confused at this moment.

The kings who hired necromancers to assassinate foreign princes were all dead. Can necromancers still take action?

Although he had used the power of fate before, it was unpredictable when and how it would take effect.

I still remember the first time I used it, he waited for more than half an hour before seeing two targets colliding together...

Holding the monocular lens in his hand and standing on the roof of the third floor in the distance of the square, looking at the uproar scene, Charles couldn't help but frown.

It has nothing to do with the king's death. But how can the church do not take action?

Although he felt that even if he acted, he would probably have some hope of success because of the unexpected promotion, the church was relatively more reliable.

what to do?

Excite them?

Charles thought for a moment and looked down at a small linen sack at the foot.

The best way to stimulate is to summon the arrival of the cold night of winter, which makes the church mistakenly think that the necromancers have other plans. But the momentum caused is too great.

Without the king, there will be no tasks. Without the mission, the necromancers naturally have no reason to stay here, so this stimulus cannot be noticed.

Otherwise, if there is a turbulence, people will feel dangerous and it will be bad to directly launch the teleportation - although the conditions for the unique teleportation are very harsh and they need to explode their body, it is not impossible.

But Charles is not without other options.

After using the fate meeting in the early morning of this morning, Charles took advantage of the time that he still had to make all the other fate cards into witchcraft dolls.

At this moment, there were a bunch of dolls in the bag at his feet.

So Charles's thoughts turned and took advantage of the chaos in the distance that had not yet evolved into other phenomena, a low spell appeared immediately.

At the same time, the five fingers of the right hand that were hanging down on his side were relaxed, and the flames that had been accumulated before were suddenly born in the palm of the hand and quickly grew from a wisp of flame.

Finally, the bright crimson fireball "falls off" from his palm like a basketball, falling on the linen bag at his feet, igniting it with a bang.
Chapter completed!