Chapter 199: St. Lawrence Rebellion (Please subscribe!)

Blood.

The deep red blood gradually soaked Raphael's luxurious light golden robe. The sharp dagger coated with poison penetrated deeply into his body, causing the emperor in front of him to lose the ability to react almost in an instant.

Under the influence of the poison, Raphael felt as if countless ants were gnawing at his flesh and blood, but... his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he could hardly make any sound.

He opened his eyes wide and looked in disbelief at the eunuch who had served him for many years.

betray……

Severe pain...

The faint smile on the eunuch's face was like a sword of Damocles piercing his heart, making Raphael feel extremely angry and... helpless.

Why? Why would his personal eunuch choose to betray him...

At this moment, Raphael desperately wanted to grab any possible life-saving straw around him. He tried hard to pick up the sword that represented the emperor's authority, but...

The deadly poison on the dagger had already spread to his body the moment it pierced his body. It flowed through his limbs along with the blood, leaving him completely without any strength and he could only collapse on the chair that belonged to the emperor.

“Help…save me…”

Raphael tried his best to make a sound, because the guards guarding the palace were standing outside the bronze gate, but... his throat seemed to be blocked by a huge rock weighing thousands of pounds, forcing him to open his mouth and struggle desperately.

He can't die!

He was not even forty years old! He had not yet successfully regained the power that belonged exclusively to the royal family. The war on the front line had just gained an advantage, and the arrogance of the Regency Council had just been suppressed. He had not even decided on his own successor.

only……

As time went by, the poison had penetrated into his bones. At this moment, Raphael Alexander could only collapse on his throne, enduring the excruciating pain that almost made him collapse! The eunuch named "Kerry" just stood there with a smile, quietly watching the 43rd emperor of the Norman Empire in front of him gradually fall into the endless abyss of death.

Who was trying to murder him? Until he was unconscious and on the verge of death, Raphael Alexander didn't even know whose orders his personal eunuch was following...

A desperate noble?

The Odins who have always longed for the land of the empire?

Or was it one of his rebellious sons who wanted to kill him because he coveted the throne?

Raphael never dreamed that

He had always been ambitious and eager to change the declining situation of the Norman royal family, but he died on his throne at the hands of his most trusted eunuch just when his plan had just begun!

Finally, Raphael Alexander's eyes went dark and he completely lost consciousness.

The deep red blood dripped onto the ground along the throne made of pure gold.

One drop, two drops...

Kerry looked expressionlessly at the emperor he had served for so long. He squatted down, stretched out his hand, and tried to feel the emperor's breath...

Sure enough...he was dead.

After getting a positive answer, Kerry finally turned around and walked towards the knight who also had a blocked throat and was unable to move...

In the knight's horrified eyes, Kerry reached out and placed the dagger stained with the blood of the Norman emperor in the knight's hand, and then...

Kerry smiled.

He grabbed the knight's right hand holding the dagger and pulled it towards himself, and the dagger pierced deeply into Kerry's body...

He fell heavily to the ground, and the endless darkness finally swallowed him up.

At the moment of Kerry's death, the knight who was "forced" to hold the dagger tightly was finally able to control his hands and feet, and finally let out a cry of surprise...

…

The emperor is dead.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world. Especially in the context of the coexistence of the Regency Council and the imperial power, there are countless guards in the palace who make a decent living by selling second-hand information.

so……

The news that the 43rd emperor of the Norman Empire, Emperor Raphael Alexander, had been assassinated spread throughout the streets and alleys of St. Lawrence that afternoon.

The messenger sent by Imperial Marshal Teodoro Lawton actually killed the supreme emperor in the palace! Almost all the nobles living in St. Lawrence were shocked by this sudden news and were at a loss.

Even though the knight who delivered the letter had no way of making a defense, there were only three people in the closed hall at that time.

The emperor, the eunuch, and the knight who delivered the message.

And now, the emperor is dead, the eunuch is dead too, and only a knight holding a dagger is left, claiming that he did not kill anyone...

Those so-called doubts become extremely pale and powerless in the face of these facts.

In fact, the common people and serfs living in St. Lawrence didn't care at all whether the emperor died or who would take over.

Anyway, no matter who takes over, my life will not be worse than it is now...

However, when they saw the soldiers patrolling the streets and alleys of the city stepping on sewage, they couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

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Maybe... things are going to change? The fully armed Crown Prince Pizman Alexander entered the palace accompanied by groups of soldiers.

Raphael Alexander has three sons, the eldest son is Pizman Alexander, the second son is Rez Alexander, and the third son Victor Alexander is only eight years old now.

Pitsman Alexander knew very well that as the eldest son of the Norman Emperor Raphael Alexander who had just died, he was nominally the most likely heir to the throne.

But...it's just in name only.

Putting aside Victor, who was only eight years old, the 21-year-old Rezko was among the imperial soldiers in the Sogn Plain, and together with the Imperial Marshal Theodore Lawton, he controlled an army of nearly 100,000 people! Moreover, according to the existing evidence, the Imperial Marshal Theodore Lawton was closely related to the assassination!

The eldest prince, with a heavy heart, passed through one bronze door after another. Finally, he saw the bloodstains on the ground in the main hall of the palace and his father lying in a pool of blood.

"Have you found out who the assassin was?"

Pittsman asked in a deep voice.

"Reporting to Your Highness, that man is indeed under the command of Marshal Teodoro..."

The captain of the guards in charge of guarding the palace said cautiously.

"Can anyone tell me why a dagger coated with poison appeared here, and the soldiers responsible for the body search didn't find anything?" Pitsman Alexander was furious.

"Reporting..."

Before the captain of the guards could finish his words, he saw a sharp sword stabbing towards him.

Puff...

Blood spurted out from the captain of the guard's neck and sprayed onto the marble floor of the main hall.

"Execute all the soldiers responsible for the body search! And... bring Rez back!"

"No, Your Highness!"

Next to Pittsman, a middle-aged man dressed as a staff member hurriedly stopped him.

"The Empire is currently at war on the front lines, and Marshal Teodoro has a close relationship with Prince Reiz. If the assassination was really ordered by Marshal Teodoro, then that would be..."

"Send someone now to call Rez back to me!"

Pittsman ignored the man's words and spoke stubbornly.

(End of this chapter)