After a little thought, King Charlemagne set the wedding date half a month after Martin married the granddaughter of Duke Merlin.

If successful, then Martin White will be dealt with as well. If failed, then the youngest daughter will be married to him.

Martin quickly weighed the options in his mind, felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and nodded in agreement.

Then, King Charlemagne looked at Martin with a deep gaze and said slowly: "Martin, you can agree to that good-for-nothing."

Martin understood and nodded silently. King Charlemagne paused, then continued, "In fact, she probably also knows that I already know that she intends to rebel."

When Martin heard this, he groaned inwardly. He really had no interest in such internal royal disputes and was about to interrupt King Charlemagne.

However, King Charlemagne seemed lost in his own thoughts as he continued, "If only she were a man. With her ability and courage, she might have accomplished great things. Unfortunately, as a girl, the royal family's magical heritage cannot be passed down."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, King Charlemagne seemed to realize that he had said something wrong. He frowned slightly and then stopped talking abruptly, dropping the topic.

Then, he gave Martin a few instructions in a serious manner, and then waved his hand, signaling Martin to leave.

Martin felt relieved, bowed respectfully, and turned to leave the throne room with Eric and others.

Led by his servants, Martin left the palace and returned to Courtyard No. 1. In the evening, Martin sent a letter to Avril to express his consent.

Soon, the New Year's Eve dinner arrived as scheduled. As night fell, the lights outside the palace began to light up, and a number of beautifully decorated carriages slowly drove towards the palace.

Inside the carriage, the nobles were dressed in gorgeous clothes, their carefully groomed hairstyles and dazzling jewelry complemented each other, all highlighting their noble status.

Entering the palace and passing through the long corridor, the nobles stepped into the magnificent throne hall one after another.

In the hall, the crystal chandeliers cast soft and bright light, illuminating the exquisite murals and gorgeous tapestries on the walls.

As soon as the nobles entered, they began to look for their own social circles. For a while, the hall was filled with laughter and conversations.

However, what was strange was that the four grand dukes and members of the royal family who were supposed to appear first to host the dinner did not show up.

After Earl White stepped into the throne room, he glanced around and walked straight towards Marquis Roderick and Earl Carlos.

The three of them gathered in a relatively quiet corner and chatted in low voices. At this time, the band in the hall played cheerful music, and the atmosphere of the dinner party gradually heated up.

Just as everyone was immersed in this joyful atmosphere, Marquis Roderick suddenly approached Earl White and asked softly, "White, where is Martin? Why didn't I see him here?"

Earl White frowned slightly, revealing a perfunctory expression, and replied casually: "He was delayed by something and should be here soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, the communication crystal on Earl White's waist suddenly lit up.

He had an idea and quickly took out the crystal to check. He found that it was a message from Martin. It clearly said: Tell him to take Marquis Roderick and Count Carlos and not leave the throne room no matter what happens.

Earl White thought for a moment and quickly replied that he understood. He then briefly explained the matter to Marquis Roderick and Earl Carlos.

After hearing this, Marquis Roderick suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart. His intuition told him that something big might happen tonight.

He also thought about the fact that up to this moment, no members of the royal family and the four grand dukes or their representatives had appeared, and he became more and more certain of his guess.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to follow Earl White's advice and stay in the throne room for the time being to wait and see what would happen.

When the New Year's bell rang slowly, the crisp sound seemed like a strange signal, instantly breaking the original peace in the capital.

In an instant, the capital was plunged into chaos. From nowhere, a group of thugs emerged from the streets and alleys, killing and burning everywhere.

The raging flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the dark night sky red. The shrill screams and cries intertwined together, making people shudder.

Immediately afterwards, the First, Second, Third, and Fifth Royal Legions poured into the capital like a tide.

However, their arrival did not quell the chaos as people had hoped, but instead made the situation even more out of control. The legionnaires seemed to have lost their former discipline and colluded with the mob, committing murder, looting, and other atrocities.

Four of the five knight orders stationed in the royal capital also defected and rebelled at this time.

They brandished their weapons, burned, killed and looted along the way. After destroying the remaining knights, they rushed towards the palace with great momentum, leaving a mess wherever they went.

At the same time, many noble families that usually hid in the dark also sent out their own knights to follow the royal legion and march towards the palace like hungry wolves.

There was a glint of greed and ambition in their eyes, and they wanted to get a piece of the pie in this chaos and take the opportunity to expand their own power.

And on the distant border, the Xingyao Holy Nation, which had been eyeing the Kingdom of Charlemagne, seemed to have received a signal, and they launched a fierce attack on the border of the Kingdom of Charlemagne at the same time.

On the border, magicians from both sides engaged in a simple and brutal head-on attack. The sounds of magic explosions and shouts of killing were deafening.

The magic fortifications were crumbling under the powerful attack of the enemy. The knights fought desperately, struggling to hold on against the enemies that were coming in like a tide.

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