Aaron looked around and chuckled: "I need a candlestick."
Antony II nodded: "Give it to him!"
Lord Dean stepped forward and handed over a gold candlestick.
Aaron took it, snapped his fingers, and lit the candle. There was an exclamation of surprise all around. Only Prince Theon curled his lips in disdain, as if he thought it was some kind of trick.
"I am not only a fire mage, but also proficient in flame divination. I can see everyone's future from the flames..."
Aaron announced with a smile.
"Really? Do you see my future?"
Prince Xion said contemptuously: "If you are wrong, I will chop off your head."
"Of course, I saw it."
Aaron stared at the candle, his eyes calm, and said indifferently: "You will be burned by the flames, and burned to death!"
"asshole!"
"Get him for me!"
As soon as Prince Xion and Queen Xion roared, Aaron snapped his fingers.
Snapped!
A ball of pitch-black flame suddenly emerged from the void, fell on Prince Xion, and burned fiercely.
"ah!"
Prince Xion screamed and turned into ashes in an instant.
The blazing heat curled the hair of several ladies nearby.
This scene shocked everyone at the banquet, and they forgot their movements for a moment.
"Ahhh!"
At this time, Vivian finally recovered from her fear and screamed: "Aaron! He is Aaron Sotos! Aaron Sotos, Earl of Green Forest!"
"guard!"
The originally gorgeous dance was drowned by the screams one after another.
The crowd turned into countless turbulence, and Antony II could be heard roaring: "Guards!!!"
Countless iron armors poured in, and Dean drew his sword and guarded His Majesty the King.
Aaron just waved his hand, and Dean was pierced by countless roots growing on the ground and thrown aside.
"witchcraft?"
The queen screamed, her voice almost piercing her eardrums.
She looked for help at the mysterious people who were said to be very powerful, but the witch and others looked at this scene with their mouths wide open, seeming to be stunned.
"Your Majesty the King, this is my first time to see you..."
Aaron didn't seem to notice the guards around him or the archers holding crossbows. He said indifferently: "Your intelligence chief worked hard to present a bloody dinner to Fort Soto. In return, I will give you an even grander bloody dinner."
The feast is returned to you!”
"kill him!"
Countless arrows were shot out, but they were blocked by activated earth and rock walls that suddenly appeared on the ground.
Boom!
On the ground, earth thorns emerged one after another, piercing the guards' armor and bodies...
The entire banquet was enveloped in blood in an instant!
More tree roots emerged, like a cross-shaped wooden frame, hanging Anthony II, his queen, ministers, and important nobles on the cross one by one.
"Green Devil!"
"Green Devil!"
The survivors screamed as if they had witnessed a lifetime nightmare.
In just a moment, the elite guards of the palace were nearly wiped out, and the rest were running away, throwing their honor aside, just wanting to stay far away from that devil!
The aristocratic guests acted in all kinds of ways.
Those targets that were not taken care of were also paralyzed on the ground, unable to move.
They seemed to see a tall green banyan tree, with its aerial roots like snakes, devouring the life of each corpse.
This is some kind of spiritual shock brought about by spiritual crushing.
It can even be seen as mental pollution.
"Prime Minister of the Kingdom!"
Aaron walked up to an old man and stabbed him directly with the wooden pyramid in his hand. He didn't hit the vital point, but the old man still let out a scream.
"Minister of Intelligence!"
He looked down at a fat man with no beard on his face, and drove two wooden nails into Caston's hands, causing the fat man to shed tears and urine.
"As the Minister of Intelligence, Lili is considered your subordinate, and you will enjoy preferential treatment... and die of continuous blood loss."
Then, Aaron looked at King Anthony II.
"Spare me, spare me!"
This king, who had a very artistic temperament, looked pale at this time and was no better than an ordinary person.
"Now that the war has begun, how can it be easily ended?"
Aaron sighed and also drove a wooden nail into Anthony II's body.
He was like a superior king, looking at the few remaining survivors such as Vivian: "The king is dead, and the direct bloodline of the kingdom will be completely cut off...Miss Vivian!"
Vivian, who had not been hurt yet, was like a wooden figure, and her tears rolled down like pearls.
"Congratulations, you may be crowned queen."
Duke Bauhinia originally had a close blood relationship with the royal family, and the old Duke and his heir were both fighting on the front lines, so the chance of death was very high.
Next, maybe Vivian can really become the queen.
"Now, I can tell the entire kingdom about my truce conditions. If the kingdom still exists later... I want the entire northern border, and I want a compensation of one million Nar. Well, after getting these, I will lead the army back
...If the above conditions are not realized within a month, I will level the territory of each of your noble families."
According to the previous plan, it is unrealistic for the Green Forest to swallow the entire kingdom at this time.
Being able to cede territory, pay compensation, and slowly digest it is very good.
As for future matters, we still have to leave it to future generations to decide.
…
In the gorgeous banquet hall.
The Minister of Intelligence, the Minister of Finance, the Prime Minister, as well as the nobles and kings were all wailing, their voices gradually getting deeper as they continued to lose blood.
Those minor aristocrats and less important female relatives seemed to have suffered mental breakdowns, slumped on the ground, and some even had a foul odor coming from their lower bodies.
There is no doubt that what happened at this dinner will turn into their eternal nightmare, torture them throughout their lives, and even cause them to suffer from some kind of mental illness.
Aaron poured himself a glass of wine and slowly watched Antony II die completely. Then, he walked up to the trio of witches.
"My lord...my lord...please forgive us for our previous rudeness."
The witch, the old man, and the middle-aged man trembled on their knees and begged for mercy: "We are just humble liars..."
"I'm not a murderer."
Aaron said something that others didn't believe at all: "I'm telling you, witch... the soup you make should add more salt, then cinnamon, cloves, cardamom, orange peel, red wine, and finally add pasta, maybe
If it can become a delicious delicacy, let’s call it—witch soup pasta, hahaha..."
After saying this, he left the palace without looking back.
Originally, even if he couldn't sneak in, he planned to rush in directly, so it was not difficult at all to get out.
…
The bloody hall was still silent.
After a long time, a guard from outside boldly came in. Looking at the corpses of the king and important ministers who were crucified, he screamed at the top of his lungs and his face was distorted: "Ahhh! Your Majesty is dead..."