Hail the King Chapter 1103

Chapter 1103: Who The F*ck Are You? (Part One)

                                                                               

"Long Live His Majesty!" Granello roared in excitement.

"Long Live Alexander His Majesty!" thousands of soldiers followed Granello and roared with pa.s.sion, and their iron-like spirit soared into the sky.

Chrystal, who was captured on the side, roared like a madman, "That is mine! That throne is mine! It is mine! Alexander! You b*stard! You thief! You schemer…"

Unfortunately for Chrystal, his voice couldn't even be heard through the shouts of thousands of soldiers.

"Please all get up." Fei was calm from the start; he didn't look excited just because he sat on the throne. He looked at Granello and said, "Granello, lead all the guards and troops in the Royal Palace and immediately reinforce the civilians in the city. Pa.s.s my order! Mobilize all military a.s.sets in St. Petersburg and take down the troops of Barcelona! The masters of Chambord will a.s.sist you. Before it gets dark, I want St. Petersburg to be controlled by Zenitians again."

"As you wis.h.!.+ Your Majesty!" Granello was so excited that he s.h.i.+vered uncontrollably. He had been waiting for this day even in his dreams!

"Your Majesty, then they…" Granello got up and frowned as he pointed at the officials who were s.h.i.+vering in fear.

"Don't mind them. Leave everything inside the Royal Palace to me." Fei leaned against the throne and waved his hand. Then, he pointed at Chrystal and said, "Leave him here as well. You don't need to leave any guards inside the palace. Take all the forces with you."

"As you wis.h.!.+ Your Majesty!" Granello turned around and left the Royal Palace with thousands of soldiers in black armor.

In just a flash, only a few people remained in the giant Royal Palace. There was Fei, Chrystal, and a bunch of officials who were so petrified that they felt like it was the end of the world.

Although the number of people in the palace had decreased, the fear and pressure that these people sensed didn't even reduce by a sliver.

Everything that these people sensed originated from the man who was sitting on the throne. This man was already a supreme master a year ago, and the strength that he just demonstrated by instantly killing four peak Full Moon Elites was even more shocking. This man could control everything in the Royal Palace on his own.

"Your Majesty! We all support you! Alexander Your Majesty!"

"Right, right, right! The King of Chambord is the true emperor of Zenit!"

Two officials rolled their eyes and thought of something, and they crawled out under their tables and chanted, looking heroic and valiant.

A mocking smile appeared on Fei's face as he turned to look at Chrystal.

"You… traitors… you two despicable traitors. You fence-sitters…" Chrystal paled. He was sitting on the gold stairs while sweating profusely since his arm bones were broken, and he was angered by the betrayal of these officials.

"Hehe, what do you think? The feeling of being betrayed isn't good, right?" Fei smiled while resting his chin on his palm.

The anger on Chrystal's face froze, and he then sneered and shouted, "I'm a real son of Emperor Ya.s.sin, and I have the n.o.ble bloodline of the Royal Family in me. You? What are you? You are only a b.u.mpkin from the remote Chambord City, and you have a dirty bloodline. How dare you pretend to be the Third Prince? You are a conspirator! Do you think your scheme will work? Hundreds of years from now, the history will only remember King Alexander of Chambord scheming against the Royal Family and obtaining the throne using dirty tricks. You will go down as a despicable schemer!"

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Chapter 1103: Who The F*ck Are You? (Part Two)

                                                                               

"Oh?" Fei smiled and said, "However, the history is always written by the victor. Perhaps hundreds of years from now, history will remember me as the hero who appeared when Zenit was in crisis, and I would be the emperor who led Zenit to a new height. At the same time, I will tell everyone that Fourth Prince Chrystal killed his father, betrayed the empire, butchered n.o.bles, and ditched civilians. You will always be a poor bug who is going to be nailed onto the pillar of shame. Hehe, if I want to, I will make you disappear forever. You won't even be in the history book, and you will become a ghost who no one knows about."

"You… despicable!" Chrystal was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ha, I'm only joking. Why are you so serious? Huh?" Fei yawned and suddenly got serious. He slowly said while emphasizing each word, "To be honest, you are such a dirty person. I don't even have the patience to joke with you. Do you want to fight with me? Are you qualified? Administrative abilities? Combat strength? In which area are you better than me? You want the throne, and you did everything for it. You even betrayed your father and ditched the entire empire. However, I can have all this with a thought."

"You… you are a demon!" Chrystal shouted as he spat out another mouthful of blood. He tried to stand up, but he struggled as if he lost all the strength in his body.

"You can't even stand up right now. So pathetic, but you are even more stupid." Fei shook his head as he looked down at Chrystal. His eyes were filled with disdain and some sympathy.

"This world is dominated by supreme masters. Only true masters could be great rulers. Even the thrones of various empires are only decorative pieces before true strength. It is pathetic that you haven't figured this out yet. Why do you think you can keep the throne? With your weak strength? You aren't even a Five-Star Mage yet. Or, do you think these timid fence-sitters and bugs in the palace will save you?"

"Shut up! Stop talking! I don't allow you to speak!" Chrystal's chest moved up and down as he stared at Fei. He was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe.

Fei's words hurt more than getting cut 100 times.

Each of Fei's sentences slowly and viciously cut his soul, making him feel frustrated. It seemed to be the cruelest torture in the world.

"Alright, I won't say anything else. Do you think I want to talk to someone like you?" Fei's expression suddenly turned weird, and he took out a faint-golden scroll from his storage ring. He said, "If Emperor Ya.s.sin didn't ask me to spare your life in the last moment, if the so-called n.o.ble bloodline didn't flow in my body, and if a weak and pathetic person like you isn't my real little brother, do you think your ending will be different from those Barcelonans?"

Fei opened the scroll as he spoke.

A streak of golden flame shot out, forming into Emperor Ya.s.sin's image.

The familiar yet majestic voice sounded from this image, and he told an ancient yet clear story. Fei's background was also revealed by this scroll, and the proper claim over the throne was finally settled.

"Alexander, you are the future ruler and the supreme emperor of Zenit. My Child, you have to remember to treat your siblings with kindness. I'm not worried about people like Arshavin, Tanasha, and Dominguez. I'm only worried about Chrystal. He might be blinded by his greed and anger. If he really does something unforgivable, Child, please spare his life. After all, he is your brother!"

This scroll showed another side of the n.o.ble and majestic Emperor Ya.s.sin; he was no different from an ordinary parent.

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