However, after a long time, the door still did not move.
The host on stage began to sweat. Although he was a powerful noble, if he messed up such an important occasion, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Feeling anxious, he quickly called a servant to the side and asked him to go out through the small door at the back to see what the situation was outside.
The familiar young attendant nodded, responded with a gesture, then lowered his head and walked quickly towards another side door.
He opened the door skillfully, but this time he stopped as soon as he took a step forward and stood there blankly.
There were several bodies lying in a mess behind the door, many of whom were his former colleagues and companions.
Just as he was about to scream in horror, the door to the hall finally opened.
Papapapa
The applause was neither fast nor slow, but it stood out in the quiet hall.
"I'm sorry, my dear brother, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed today." A handsome prince with the same blond hair walked into the hall, and following behind him were teams of fully armed red knights.
These knights, clad in scarlet-gold armor and armed with shields and swords, entered the hall quickly. The heavy armor collided with each other, making a frightening friction sound.
Soon, nearly 500 crimson knights surrounded the entire hall. Holding their shields and swords tightly, they separated the guests in the hall from the two newlyweds in the middle, and then escorted the prince in red from the back into the hall.
"Amank!?"
Crown Prince Ansiel frowned at the man, while several attendants, also dressed in white attire with gold leaf, protected him. These attendants were his trusted companions, having grown up with him. Their talents and abilities were carefully selected. Although they were few in number, all of them were above Sequence 6, which gave him some comfort.
"Yes, it's me, the grandson of the previous emperor, Aimanke." He slowly stopped and stood in the middle of the hall.
Suddenly, he turned around and looked at the surprised people present.
"I know everyone may be speculating, but what I want to say is that the truth of the matter is not that simple."
"Unless it's absolutely necessary, I don't want to disturb the wedding today and scare everyone."
"But things have really developed to a point where it's frightening."
He turned and extended his hand, pointing at Crown Prince Ansel. "You, Crown Prince Ansel, and your twin brother, eager to take over the throne, bribed the emperor's attendants and poisoned the two great emperors, resulting in their passing this morning."
As the words fell, the venue erupted in exclamations, like an explosion.
"What!"
"How...how is this possible?"
"Your Majesties actually left on the same day..."
"Really... could something like this happen?" Everyone was full of suspicion and disbelief. After all, the incident happened too suddenly, and Ansel's reputation was not bad.
"I know some people won't believe it," Aimanke said loudly, temporarily suppressing the noisy clamor.
"But I will let everyone know that this is not falsehood or slander!"
After the red prince finished speaking, familiar faces slowly walked into the hall.
"That's...Kingsley, His Majesty's closest aide?"
"And the Chamberlain, von Lode."
"Oh, there's also the commander of the Royal Guards, General Suo Qiong."
Everyone was talking about those faces in surprise.
"What His Highness Aimank said is indeed true. If he had not received the secret order and rushed here, we would probably have been killed by His Highness Ansel." An old minister said in a trembling voice.
“This is slander.”
Faced with these accusations, Ansiel did not get hysterical, but instead answered with a serious look. Such accusations were not enough to refute his identity as the crown prince.
"I knew that my brother would not surrender docilely. In fact, I also believe that with your means, it is impossible for you to surrender in such a shameful way."
Aimank looked at the familiar face in front of him, slowly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand, and slowly pulled it out.
The sword blade made a crisp vibration as it slowly appeared in the candlelit hall, reflecting bursts of cold light.
"So, let's solve it in the most direct way."
"What qualifications do you have to draw your sword against me, Aimank? Just based on the slanderous words of those lowly people?"
"Remember your identity. You are the grandson of the previous emperor, not the descendant of the current emperor. Perhaps you share my bloodline, but your actions now are tantamount to treason!"
"Catch this traitor for me!" Ansel shouted, waking up countless people, and many nobles present began to hesitate.
"Shut up!" Aimank swung his sword and dozens of red knights rushed forward.
The two sides engaged in a fierce battle in the hall, with the narrow and long sword blades as red as blood, fighting against the servants dressed in white and holding silver swords. Although these servants were not many in number, only about 20, each of them was extremely powerful and soon gained the upper hand and began to suppress their opponents.
Seeing this scene, Aimank waved his hand again, and teams of crimson knights surrounded him one after another, with crimson light flowing on their armor.
"The Bloody Blade Knights!? Aren't they stationed at the border of the Empire? How could they be here?" Some nobles observed the scene with apprehension. Some wanted to help Ansiel, but the Bloody Blade Knights surrounding them were elite troops stationed at the border, each one above Sequence 5, making them one of the most powerful legions in the Empire.
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