In front of him was the inner palace of the royal court, where the old king lived. He had already entered the palace and was walking slowly on the white marble slabs.

This is the important place of the royal palace. It is the place where the ministers of the Holy Thorn Flower Principality go to pay homage to the king every once in a while. It is extremely noble and solemn. Normally, no one dares to enter and walk around. They all bend their bodies, appearing extremely dignified and serious. Jace's behavior at this time undoubtedly violated the rules of the royal court. If it were normal times, even if Jace was the third prince of the principality, he would definitely be severely criticized.

But no one came over at this time, and no one dared to blame Jace.

Jace was holding a cross sword in his hand and wearing armor. Blood was dripping from the blade of the sword. It was the blood of many royal guards he had just killed.

He was going to see his father, the king, who was already gray-haired and very old.

Shouts and cries of killing were heard all around, and knights in black and heavy armor rushed into the palace. They did not rob indiscriminately, but gathered together according to Jace's previous instructions, and kept killing the guards in the palace. They completely killed those guards and frightened them so that they could not organize an effective resistance again, which would cause trouble for what was to come.

There were shouts and cries of killing coming from outside the city, accompanied by the noise and crying of countless people. The excitement of the previous annual festival had disappeared completely at this moment, without any trace.

Jace knew that those in the tower followed his instructions and began to rush into the residences of the princes and princesses with a large number of city defense troops, starting a mass killing.

"With the secret plan I made in the residences of my so-called brothers and sisters, you can't escape, my brothers and sisters. Just die obediently." Jace thought to himself.

He raised his head and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar palace in front of him, feeling a little uneasy.

He had been preparing for this operation for a very long time.

He started planning five years ago.

Whether it was inside or outside the court, the royal palace, the city defense forces, the wizards, the forces that were once loyal to him, or in this palace that seemed unattainable and sacred, so sacred that people could not even think of profaning it, or in other places in the Principality of the Holy Thorn Flower, he left too many things behind.

Yes, Jace was confident that after killing his father, the old king, he would be able to make a smooth transition, inherit the throne and become the new king.

"I'm afraid everyone has forgotten that a few years ago, the Third Prince was a man of great talent, who expanded the territory of the Principality, made great military achievements, and was multi-talented."

"The Third Prince was much more popular then than the Seventh Prince is now, but my temporary silence is not meant to lead to eternal damnation."

There was a strange look in Jace's eyes, and he said, "It's been several years. I've waited enough, and... I finally got my chance."

The wind blew over, and Jace's armored body looked tall and strong.

His red cloak fluttered in the wind.

Jace stretched out his hand, exerted a little force, and pushed open the door of the hall in front of him.

This is the king's bedroom, where his father, the old king, lies and rests.

The hall was dim and empty, with only the long curtains floating slowly around it, making the surrounding environment seem particularly lonely.

Several eunuchs were shaking all over. They looked at Jace who pushed the door open and screamed. They were so scared that they fell to the ground, trembling.

There was not much expression on Jace's face. He moved his body, and a thick and brilliant energy flashed across the edge of his sword, slashing heavily at the eunuchs in the hall.

Puff, puff.

Those eunuchs had no power to resist and could only allow Jace to slaughter them. In just a moment, the eunuchs fell to the ground, blood slowly spreading over their bodies. They were already dead.

Jace turned around and was about to say something, but what he saw was the old king's white hair and aged face.

At some point, the old king turned around and looked at Jace quietly.

In the dim hall, the old king's eyes were warm and bright, and like gems of fine quality, they flickered in the darkness.

"Father."

Jace smiled, holding a sword in his hand, and slowly walked over.

"Jace...Jace, I never thought that I would be here and see you like this." The old king was very weak and his voice was hoarse, but his words clearly revealed his meaning.

"I didn't expect that either."

Jace stopped in front of the old king's bed and said, "I'm sorry, father."

It was too dark around, so Jace lit the oil lamp. The dim light sprinkled down, and the old king's aged face was clearly visible. Everything became exceptionally clear.

"Jace, you shouldn't do such a thing." The old king's gray eyebrows trembled slightly, and he said, "Even if you become the king, the price you have to pay must be high. Whether it is compromise with other local forces or promises of benefits to the nobles, everything is undoubtedly a heavy burden."

"I am still young and can be king for decades. When I become king, I will take back everything a thousand times over."

Jace smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for your concern, father. Now, please go on your way."

"Let's get going."

Lines of crimson energy kept wrapping around Jace's cross sword, becoming stronger and stronger. Jace raised his hands slightly and slowly raised the cross sword.

The old king looked at Jace with warm eyes and no trace of fear on his face.

"Jace, I'm actually very curious, why do you want to do this?" the old king asked calmly.

Jace was silent for a moment.

"Because I've discovered that fame, status, authority, and wealth can all be lost, and only power is the most sustainable thing." Jace's voice was a little heavy, and he said, "As long as you have the most direct power, those things can be obtained at any time, and can also be lost at any time."

"So I don't want to wait and just rely on myself."

Jace's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"It's because of the shadow cast on you by the prince of the Lionheart Principality, and the influence brought to you by the assassin beside Aisik." The old king let out a long breath.

"Father, do you know?"

Jace felt a little surprised.

"I still know a lot more." The old king suddenly showed a mysterious smile on his face and said, "Jace, it's good that you can make it this far. It's really good."

"In the past few years, you have been able to endure and disguise."

"Very good. Really very good."

Jace felt something was wrong when he heard the old king's voice.

Without thinking, he swung the cross sword in his hand with powerful and sharp energy and slashed towards the old king.

An old hand suddenly stretched out from the void and gently grasped the sharp edge of the cross sword. When the powerful energy met the hand, it dissipated on its own as if ice and snow melted away.

"Your Highness, although your series of plans are good, you cannot really kill His Majesty."

As an old voice sounded, an old man covered in a purple robe with only a pair of purple eyes revealed slowly emerged from the void.

He seemed silent, as if he had never existed, just a simple shattered shadow.

"Level 4 True Meaning!"

Jace sensed a little bit of the old man's aura, and the expression on his face changed instantly.

The old man in front of him was actually a powerful fourth-level true meaning wizard.

"Damn it!" Jace's heart was gloomy. He didn't say anything. The energy in his body immediately surged, making the cross sword glow richly and emit a humming sound, trying to delay the fourth-level true meaning for a moment. In an instant, his body flashed and he retreated violently out of the hall.

In an instant, Jace disappeared.

Something unexpected happened, and a huge change occurred.

Jace felt extremely gloomy.

He quickly gathered the black-armored knights and led them out of the palace. After walking recklessly on the streets for a while, Jace found Tari, who was leading the city defense forces to slaughter princes and princesses.

"Your Highness?" Tari looked at Jace who suddenly appeared, feeling a little confused.

"Things have changed."

Jace said calmly.

He closed his eyes slightly and forced himself to calm down.

No, he hasn't lost yet. Even though the fourth level of true meaning has appeared, he still has a chance.

He could not participate in the contest between the four levels of true meaning, and he could not do things in the palace, but he could do things outside the palace more thoroughly.

"Tari, next we must attack my brothers and sisters' residences even more fiercely and violently, and kill everyone, leaving no one alive!"

"And all of my brothers' illegitimate children outside must be killed!"

"Gather all the people, whether they are the city defense troops or other black-armored knights, all of them have the same goal, as quickly as possible. I want them to kill everyone as quickly as possible!"

Jace said coldly.

He turned his head, looked at the palace coldly, and said nothing.

Not to mention the fights and contests between the four levels of true meaning, not to mention the backup plans and other arrangements he left behind, as long as he does a good job inside and outside the palace, he still has a chance.

As long as he is the only son of the old king, he will be the next king! Undisputed!

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The royal palace.

In the main hall.

There was blood everywhere and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was very scary, but the old king's eyes were shining and he seemed to be in high spirits.

"Your Majesty, I'm very curious, aren't you worried about getting into trouble?" The purple-robed fourth-level Zhenyi bowed slightly to the old king to show his respect, then he stood up, thought for a moment, and asked.

"Jace has never let me down, either in the past or now."

"Especially now."

The old king whispered, his face glowing, looking at the purple-robed fourth-level true meaning man with eyes full of pride, and said: "Jace really is worthy of being my son, he is very good, really very good."

"All right."

The purple-robed wizard was speechless, but he could understand the old king's mood at the moment.

"It's just that, Your Majesty, you are using a prince of the previous dynasty..." The purple-robed wizard considered his words and said, "Isn't it a bit bold?"

"Aishik."

The old king was in poor health, but at this moment, he ignored his health and laughed loudly, saying, "Aishik is also very good, really very good."

"Really, I want to thank him, thank him."

"Don't worry, it's okay. Aishik is under control all the time. You can't escape. You can't escape."

"It's just a little guy, just a prince of the previous dynasty."

The old king was in a good mood and said, "Shuke, don't forget that I am the king, and I have been the king for decades."