Chapter 375 Assassination of Dolores (6)

Pieces of the teacup were scattered everywhere.

The ground was covered with a layer of liquid, and it was obvious that this was not the first unlucky teacup.

"Dolores, this damn bitch, does he still have any regard for me? How dare he steal my throne?"

The young man's roar was as crazy as that of a wild dog, his throat was full of suppressed sounds, his fairly handsome face was completely distorted, his scarlet eyes made people shudder.

As for the identity of this young man, it is obvious: he is the 474th eldest son of the old King Holt of Granville, the eldest prince Antoine Holt.

Dolores' sister.

If it weren't for all these accidents, he should have succeeded Holt 474 as king.

But now, all the glory that once belonged to him is gone.

The good life is gone.

Untold wealth was lost.

The charming and beautiful Crown Princess is gone.

Even the position of king was gone.

His once noble status is now gone. He is a prince, but now he can only live like a stray dog ​​in the home of Duke Schultz. He is not even allowed to go out and show his face. How miserable he is.

But he had no choice.

The palace was destroyed and turned to ashes that night.

He still took advantage of the chaos, mixed in with the fleeing soldiers and managed to sneak out of the ruins. However, he was smarter and did not blend in with the main force. Instead, he quietly ran to the aristocratic district and took refuge with his father-in-law, Duke Schulz.

The Duke is also a high-ranking noble in Granville, second only to the royal family and the Grand Duke.

High-ranking nobles like this have always been the targets of royal marriage alliances. The princess who died in the palace was the legitimate daughter of Duke Schultz. However, the nobles gathered in Schultz's mansion now are not just Schultz alone. The crowds are so dense that the originally empty hall has long been filled with figures.

At first glance, there are probably more than a hundred people.

Compared with the total number of nobles, more than a hundred people seemed to be nothing. After all, even though Dolores slaughtered nobles every day, she only killed about eight hundred in so many days.

Of course, a noble family could not have only one head of the family. The actual number of people executed could be several thousand or even tens of thousands.

It can be said that after taking the stage, Dolores really killed so many people that blood flowed like a river. The Seine River outside the city of Adams was dyed scarlet by the blood.

And these more than one hundred nobles are almost all high-ranking nobles such as dukes, marquises, and earls. Although their number is small, they basically represent more than half of the power of the entire aristocratic class. Moreover, under every duke, marquis, and even earl, there are a large number of viscounts, barons, and lords who are attached to them. They are more like some kind of representatives.

In general, the nobles gathered in the Schultz family today can basically be regarded as all of Adams' aristocratic forces.

Antoine's heart was filled with resentment that the throne that should have been his was shamelessly stolen by that bitch Dolores.

However, in response to his roar, the group of nobles exchanged glances with each other, curled their lips, and were full of disdain.

What do you mean by that? Do you take it to heart? Even if you don't like Dolores, who can deny Dolores's skills and courage? Compared with your sister, you, the eldest prince, are just a waste.

Your personal strength is not as good as Dolores, your personal charm is not as good as Dolores, your political skills are not as good as Dolores... Apart from being the eldest son, you are nothing in front of Dolores, okay?

With Dolores's identity, she really wouldn't take you seriously. Not to mention Dolores, even this group of old fox nobles, few of them would take you, a prince in name only, seriously. If your identity wasn't somewhat useful, who would care about you?

As for stealing?

That wasn't stealing at all, it was robbery, right?

Everyone couldn't help but grumble in their hearts. Seeing that no one said anything, Antoine seemed to feel a little embarrassed. After all, he was his son-in-law. Schultz sighed, stroked his goatee, took a step forward, and gave his son-in-law a way out: "The eldest prince is right. This throne should have been yours."

"After all, Dolores is just a thief who stole the throne of the king."

"Please rest assured, Prince. No matter what the cost, we will help you regain the throne and will never let Dolores cause chaos in Granville."

Schultz's righteous voice caused a slight commotion in the crowd, but few people responded.

The nobles around did not show much interest. After all, this is your son-in-law, not theirs.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Schultz naturally understood that these nobles were a bunch of people who would not act until they saw the rabbit. He coughed and spoke again: "Dolores is doing evil things. She actually tried to deprive the nobles of their privileges and even tried them with the law."

"In less than half a month, more than 800 noble families have been put on trial. We must not allow Dolores to continue to harm this country. Otherwise, Dolores's butcher knife will fall on us sooner or later."

As soon as these words were spoken, the nobles looked at each other, and could see the solemnity in each other's eyes.

Yes, they don't care whether Antoine can ascend the throne, but they cannot accept that their lives may be taken away by Dolores at any time.

Schultz was reminding these nobles that this action was not only to help Antoine, but also to help yourselves, otherwise everyone would die.

How could these nobles not understand this? Although their expressions relaxed a little, they remained silent.

Schultz raised his eyebrows. What a greedy bunch of guys. They wanted to get some benefits in advance before anything even started.

It is really an exhausting thing to cooperate with these idiots who are blinded by greed. He looked at Antoine helplessly and said, "What's the point of your mouth? It's time for you to speak. Who would work for you if you don't give me benefits?"

Antoine pursed his lips and said reluctantly: "Everyone, I believe in your loyalty to Granville."

"I have obtained accurate intelligence. Dolores is heading to the Morik Hotel alone. This is a good opportunity for us to take action!"

"If you can help me kill Dolores and take back the throne, I promise you that everyone who has made contributions will have their title upgraded by one level, their private soldiers doubled, and the taxes that need to be paid to the country in the territory reduced by half. If there are other heirs in the family, they can also be granted titles and live with the country."

Here is the sixth chapter. Now I can only write in the evening. I am so sleepy during the day that I can’t open my eyes. I don’t know how to adjust my biological clock back.

Also, I overestimated myself and thought I could finish ten chapters a day, but I couldn't. So, let's finish six chapters a day and slowly pay off what I owe. 　　 　 (End of this chapter)