Wolfe VIII sat on the throne, scanning the officials with sinister eyes.
Every Minister Wolfe who was caught by Wolfe VIII's gaze lowered his head involuntarily.
Both awe and fear.
Awe, respect and fear in the face of Wolfe VIII.
The fear is the fear that the 'devil wolf' will break through the last line of defense.
In the main hall, the air is like substance.
It's so stressful that people can't breathe.
In the end, it was the old king who spoke first.
"What happened to the Border Fortress?"
"The garrison general fell into the trap and was transferred away from the mountain. Then the Beta royal family sent troops to surprise the fortress - among which the Lane people did not participate. Moreover, the intelligence received said that the Lane people only recovered the lost territory and did not advance further. Instead, the Beta royal family
We are preparing our troops to continue the attack!"
The Minister of Military Affairs immediately came out and spoke in detail.
"Are you sure the Beta royal family and the Ryan royal family are not united?"
Wolfe VIII asked in a deep voice.
"this……"
"That's what the intelligence says."
The Minister of Military Affairs was speechless for a moment, so he could only speak bravely.
"Information! Information!"
"Keep telling me the information!"
"The previous plan to invade Lane was based on intelligence!"
"It's also intelligence that Beta has invaded the territory now!"
"What I need is reality!"
"It's something real - what I want to know is what happened to the 'Magic Wolf'? Instead of you standing here talking about information! Information! Information!"
Wolf VIII roared angrily.
The old king stood up from the throne. Although his hair was already gray, the opponent's body was far stronger than that of the young man. He walked like the wind. He walked to the Minister of Military Affairs in two steps. He picked up the opponent by the collar and picked him up.
stand up.
When the Minister of Military Affairs was so strangled that his face turned purple and almost died, the old king let go of his hand.
thump!
The Minister of Military Affairs fell there, coughing and lying on the ground, not daring to raise his head and speak.
The other ministers were even more silent.
But the other two members of the Wolf royal family had different expressions.
One person has a mysterious expression.
One person's mouth was slightly raised.
The two are Princes of Wolfe, and the elder is the younger brother of Wolfe VIII. He is smiling.
The young man is the nephew of Wolfe VIII, and he is looking at everything in front of him with squinted eyes.
The nephew of the old king also returned to the royal family from exile.
Therefore, this Prince Tissac knew very well what the so-called Herman was about.
Hermann was not the child of an exile at all.
Not even a gifted person!
Hermann was the illegitimate son of the old king Wolfe VIII. He had been carefully trained by the old king since he was a child. In order for him to better master the secrets of the royal family and smoothly return to the royal family to inherit the throne, he even took the medicine of Maude.
A potion made by His Majesty Us.
Only then did the other party barely master the core secrets of the Wolf royal family.
What a waste!
When thinking of Herman, Prince Tissac was filled with disdain and jealousy.
Compared to Herman, who had been paying attention to the old king since he was a child, he, the real son of the Wolf Exile, relied entirely on himself and got to where he is today step by step.
He is truly gifted.
But what did he get?
A title worthy of its name.
Some real estate available everywhere.
The monthly payment is not much.
what else?
there is none left!
That’s all!
What he got was not even one percent of what Herman got!
Jealousy filled the heart of Prince Tissac, and it quickly turned into dissatisfaction.
This dissatisfaction was seen in the eyes of the elderly prince, Abit.
The smile in the old prince's eyes became even stronger.
It was only a little late that he allowed his brother to win the throne.
He was very unwilling at that time.
But the rules of the Wolf royal family are not something he can fight against alone.
Especially his brother, who was so smart and powerful that he didn't even have the slightest chance.
So, he gave up.
He has accepted the fact that he will complete his life journey as Prince Wolf.
Unexpectedly, Herman appeared.
His clever brother actually broke the rules of the Wolf royal family for Hermann.
It also allowed him to find a flaw!
He kept instigating Tisak, a reckless man, and even contacted Steinkaman specifically in his name, preparing to help him 'clear' the obstacles - although Steinkaman, the loser, was dead, the obstacles were still there.
But it was cleared.
Of course, not all!
There's only one last bit left!
The old prince glanced at his brother and took a step back without leaving any trace.
He knows what will happen next.
After all, most of it was 'arranged' by him.
"His Majesty!"
Prince Tissac suddenly came out.
The middle-aged prince did not bow to salute, nor did he show even the slightest respect to the old king. Instead, he stood there, looked directly at the old king, and said word by word: "The invasion of Lane was your original plan.
The General Staff and the Military Department are just cooperating with you. Before the war, you also said that His Highness Herman had united with the Snake remnants and could take down Ryan in one fell swoop!"
"Now……"
"But it failed!"
Tissac kept raising his voice.
At the end, he even yelled out.
"Are you questioning me?"
The old king stared at Tisak with squinted eyes.
"No!"
"I'm just complaining for everyone - it's obviously your fault, why should everyone bear it!"
Tissac is very impressive.
The old king's narrowed eyes flashed with a cold light.
The next moment——
roar!
With a beast's roar, the old king's figure expanded rapidly, with protruding claws and long gray hair covering his 3-meter-tall body.
There was no pause or hesitation.
After completing his transformation, the old king rushed towards Tissac.
The middle-aged prince tore off his robe and rushed towards the old king.
Nearly 3 meters tall and even stronger than the old king, the middle-aged prince refused to give in. The two collided like angry bulls.
Bang!
Amidst the dull sound, the four claws left scars on their respective bodies.
There are no tricks.
It is the most primitive battle.
Not only barbaric, but crazy.
The two of them had no scruples about the officials around them.
In particular, the Minister of Military Affairs was scratched on the arm by the old king's sharp claws.
Click!
With the sound of bones, skin and flesh were separated.
The arms of the Minister of War flew into the sky.
However, the Minister of Military Affairs gritted his teeth and refused to make any sound - he was worried about being targeted by two crazy monsters.
As the military minister of the Wolf royal family, he is very aware of the traditions of the Wolf royal family.
Since we are fighting in the main hall, we must fight to the death!
The winner gains everything and the loser loses everything. This is the tradition of the Wolf royal family!
As for them?
Will only follow the winner.
This is also ‘tradition’!
Bang!
There was another collision, and Prince Tissac was overturned by the old king and flew towards him. Everyone else quickly dodged, except for the injured military minister, who looked desperate.
It’s over!
In such a collision, the Minister of Military Affairs knew that he would definitely die or not.
Subconsciously, the Minister of Military Affairs closed his eyes.
However, a hand grabbed the Minister of Military Affairs by the collar at this moment and dragged him away from the battlefield.
"Thank you, thank you, Captain Yitris."
The shocked Minister of Military Affairs said repeatedly.
"This is wound medicine, it will be good for your injury!"
The girl in leather armor took out a bottle of medicine and handed it to the Minister of Military Affairs. She didn't stay for long - the impact just now caused more people to be injured. The girl in leather armor hurriedly went to save them.
People.
But too many people have been affected by these two beasts.
It will be difficult to rescue them all.
You can only do your best.
Even under the premise that Yitris tried her best to save people, when the two beasts stopped, more than a third of the people were injured, and a few unlucky ones died directly.
Wolfe VIII fell to the ground.
Prince Tissac raised his foot and stepped on the back of Wolf VIII.
"You were strong once!"
"But now..."
"You're old!"
"Wolf is mine!"
Prince Tissac announced loudly. He turned to look at the ministers, waiting for these people to swear allegiance to the new king, but what was waiting for him was the frightened and incomprehensible expressions of these people, and... the eyes looking behind them!
Behind you?
Prince Tissac was stunned.
Before the middle-aged prince could react, a claw penetrated his chest and took out his heart.
The strong vitality did not make the prince die immediately.
He stared and turned around.
I saw a werewolf about 2.5 meters tall, with gray fur and a cunning look in his eyes.
"Abit, I'll kill you!"
Tisak roared angrily and rushed towards the old prince.
However, the old prince did not fight Tissac at all, but kept going in circles.
He even used officials as a shield.
Suddenly, more casualties appeared.
Yitris gritted her teeth and shouted loudly.
"Prince Ebit, please stop such dishonorable behavior!"
"stop?"
"Of course! Of course!"
The old prince really stopped, because the luster in Prince Tissac's eyes was dissipating. Although his body came with inertia, he was caught by the old prince and his neck was broken.
Click!
With a crisp sound, the old prince threw down the body.
He turned his head and looked at Yitris.
"I listened to you, so in return, you can become my sixth wife!"
"Prince Ebit, please stop talking nonsense!"
"Nonsense?"
"You don't think that you were transferred to the palace by my brother because of your outstanding abilities, do you?"
"You are the reproductive tool he chose for the illegitimate son Herman... No, you should be called Princess in a more euphemistic way!"
"besides!"
"Now please call me Your Majesty!"
"Wolf IX, His Majesty Abit!"
The old prince was so proud that he had won the final victory. He no longer needed to pretend and shouted at his ministers.
These ministers immediately prostrate themselves there.
Only Yitrice was a little dazed.
Because of this, she saw Wolfe VIII standing up again.
An empty test tube was thrown to the ground by the other party.
Snap!
Prince Abit immediately turned his head. When he saw Wolfe VIII, who was safe and sound, standing up again, his eyes shrank, and he turned around and ran towards the outside of the hall without thinking.
The old king went straight after him.
"Brother, please listen to my explanation!"
"Ahhh!"
There were screams in the corridor.
But the officials looked at each other in shock.
Because, the screams were not only those of Prince Abit, but also...the old king's!
After a while——
A pure black werewolf that was taller and stronger than ever before walked in.
Each of his two paws was holding a corpse.
yes……
Wolf VIII.
Prince Ebit.
Plop! Plop!
The two corpses were thrown in front of the ministers by the werewolf Goethe. He looked at everyone in the hall, opened his mouth, and licked his fangs with his scarlet tongue——
"I think I am more suitable to be Wolf's king..."
"Now that I have finished speaking, who is in favor and who is against?"
