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But Chen Ce only used a look.

"Now we can have a good chat, Your Majesty the King."

Chen Ce continued to move forward, walking slowly through the luxurious stairs.

Jarvan III felt deeply uneasy, but he still maintained the majesty that a king should have - even if the concern he looked at Xin Zhao was beyond words.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" He lightly tapped the emerald scepter in his hand, but his suppressed momentum could not make his rickety figure look taller.

Chen Ce walked up to him.

"I want to make a deal with you, Your Majesty."

"What deal?" Jarvan III began to sweat coldly.

"If you are interested, let me tell you what I want first." Chen Ce put his hand on the opponent's scepter and crushed the emerald embedded on it into a鑑粉.

The symbol of king, the symbol of power...all disappeared at this moment.

"First, I ask you to lift the ban on magic. From now on, Demacia will no longer ban magic. If you are worried about black magicians harming the kingdom, you can enact separate legislation."

"Second..." Chen Ce paused for a moment.

Then he said slowly:

"I ask you to surrender to me. From now on, all the power of Demacia belongs to me."

"..." Jiawen III's eyes widened in disbelief.

This is impossible... How can a king surrender to others?How can you hand over your country to others?

His lips trembled, and he asked with half fear and half anger: "Since it's a deal... then I want to know what you can give me..."

Hearing this, Chen Ce smiled again.

"The condition is that I can let you continue to be the king."

Jarvan III fell silent again after hearing these words.

He even felt...did he hear wrongly?

After a long time, he put down the scepter with the crushed emerald and silently leaned on the back of the throne.

"You are a powerful assassin...you succeeded. Kill me."

"Could it be that you would rather die than abolish the ban on magic?" Chen Ce smiled disdainfully, "How many people have you killed because of the justice you thought you insisted on? Not to mention those innocent magicians, how many do you know? Ordinary people who are not magicians at all were wrongfully sentenced to death because of your ban on magic? Do you know how much harm the Demon Search Corps has caused to the people of this country through your power?"

"I don't know..." Jiawen III simply closed his eyes.

The death of his friend Barrett came to his mind again... He must persevere.

Seeing this, Chen Ce didn't bother to talk nonsense to him: "Well, since you insist...I won't kill you, I will let you accept my conditions - unless you want to watch this country be razed to the ground .”

The armies of the Three Kingdoms are still gathering. It is useless to kill the king now... This old stubborn will not choose to compromise until the army is approaching.

"Before the final moment comes, please hold your throne tightly."

Chen Ce took three steps back, smiled and made a chest-stroking salute.

"If you knew what the void is... I don't think you would blame me. But after all, you don't know, so I can only use some tough and despicable means to seize your country."

"I know you won't believe me again, but I still want to say -"

"Everything I do is to prevent this world from being destroyed."

Jarvan III still closed his eyes tightly, as if he wanted to kill or behead him as he pleased - there was no way he would give in now anyway.

How could a king surrender to an assassin?

If you want to kill, then kill.

Demacia cannot live without its king.

Jiawen III thought so.

And how could he have imagined that Chen Ce could destroy not only his decaying body, but also...

All of Demacia.

Assassins and generals sometimes do not conflict.

"What I want to say has been conveyed to you. I hope you can be prepared." Chen Ce saluted again and then slowly exited the main hall. "I'll remind you today, but next time... not."

Jarvan III still had no response.

Chen Ce closed the door of the main hall and prepared to go home first...

Hold Sona and sleep for two days before talking.

But just as he was about to walk out of the palace humming a little tune, a violent explosion suddenly came.

Immediately afterwards, he connected with the raven's eyes and caught a glimpse of some chaotic scenes——

Magicians in ragged clothes were strutting down the streets, using powerful magic to vent their anger at those who imprisoned and bullied them.

The magician rebellion...has begun?

So fast?

Chen Ce was surprised and saw a strange scene at the same time——

Several knights in armor did not go to suppress the rebellion with other soldiers, but walked quickly towards the palace.

They don't have any medals on their bodies to identify themselves, and their steps are as light as a group of thieves...

"Oh, here comes something interesting."

Seeing these scenes, Chen Ce couldn't help laughing.

There seem to be a lot of people who want to kill the king...

Chapter 95 Silas:K my head?

An unprecedented riot broke out in the capital of Demacia.

All the magician prisons were destroyed...Thousands of "black magicians" escaped from the prisons, and their long-simmering anger turned into fierce magic attacks.

Their goals are clear——

royal palace.

They want to vent their anger against this country and take revenge on those who once oppressed them. There is only one most direct goal.

That's the king.

Only by killing the aloof king in his palace can these rebellious magicians truly be "saved."

The once tidy and clean streets became chaotic, the breath of magic could be seen everywhere, and the defeated soldiers were lined up in rows... The magicians without restrictions united together, and this force was almost as strong as a team. A well-trained army.

When Xiongdu was unprepared, no one could stop them.

The second before the rebellion broke out, Grand Marshal Tiana was still treating her wounds at home.

Such a sudden situation... Even if she immediately summoned soldiers and went into battle, it would be difficult to save her in time - her army was outside the capital, and the magician's rebellion was launched from within.

She didn't have time to rush over.

But of course, she will still try her best and rush to the palace as quickly as possible.

The hundreds of elites of the Fearless Pioneers who were now in Xiongdu listened to her orders and rushed to Xiongdu along with her garrison troops.

In just half an hour, she led her troops to recapture several blocks.

But when it comes to the palace...

"His Majesty the King is in trouble..."

Tiana looked at the lonely magicians caught by her men in twos and threes, and knew that the reason why she could easily win now was entirely because the enemy's main force was not here.

And the most terrible thing is that the number of defenders on the palace side is far less than what she has here.

The king's main force was fighting scattered magicians on the outside, but the main force of the magicians surrounded the palace with only scattered guards... It was bad, it was completely bad.

Tiana took a deep breath and continued to move forward on her horse.

Along the way, she was not only directing the battle, but also observing the situation in Xiongdu - she discovered another very bad thing.

The speeches and demonstrations against the demon seekers did not stop even at this time - even more than in the previous days.

These people appeared some time ago... they sprung up without warning and quickly like mushrooms after a rain. They gave speeches and marches all over the capital and even throughout Demacia, using the sharpest language. Criticize the evil nature of the demon seekers.

They even said that all the bad things that happened recently were related to the demon seekers - and it was His Majesty the King who gave the demon seekers the power.

As a result, more and more reactionaries believe that Jarvan III caused all this - that it was the aloof king who made the entire Demacia suspicious of each other and made the people miserable.

People no longer trust the demon seekers, which greatly reduces the king's credibility.

Those who spoke and marched…

Tiana withdrew her gaze, feeling irritated for a moment.

The moment she was thrown away by Chen Ce not long ago...she is still in pain.

She shook her head and began to worry about the situation at the palace again.

Although she has ambitions, but judging from the current situation...publicly and privately, she does not want the royal family to be overthrown by a black magician.

When the rebellion subsides, the Demon Searchers will definitely be brought to court if they do things poorly and lead to riots. By then, the power of the Demon Search Corps will be greatly reduced... which is equivalent to weakening her power.

What's more terrible is that as the generalissimo, she cannot escape the blame - why did she let the magician start a riot so easily?Why couldn't we protect the palace in time?Why is it so inefficient?

Maybe her political opponents will take the opportunity to impeach her... It's really troublesome.

"Nothing can happen to the palace..."

Whether it is for her own ambitions or for the sake of the entire country, Tiana cannot let the black magician succeed.

She stared down the street at those damn speakers.

She had many thoughts and was restless.

But suddenly, she seemed to think of something.

An extremely bad idea that started to "rebound" flashed through her mind.

She shook her head quickly, trying to get the thought out of her mind.

She would definitely be in no good if something happened to the palace...unless...

unless......

Those black magicians...

Literally...putting the crown on your head...

"Today's speeches and marches were also incited as normal."

In the dark study room, a senior demon searcher knelt on one knee and respectfully reported the news to the man at the desk.

After a short pause, he asked in a low voice with a puzzled tone: "But I don't understand... why should we do such a thing that harms our own interests, leader?"

"Hmm..." The group leader, who was naturally Eldred, responded perfunctorily. "There's something in this that you don't understand."

"Yes..." The demon searcher was full of doubts, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Eldred continued writing something.After a moment, he raised his head, as if he suddenly felt some interest.

"Okay, Thor... you have to understand that the more chaotic the capital is, the better it will be able to reflect the achievements of our demon hunters in suppressing the rebellion."

"But does this have anything to do with demonstrations...?" The demon searcher still didn't understand - he had already thought about the simple truth. "The rebellion of magicians can reflect our role, but the resentment of the people... this Doesn’t it seem like it will only make us untenable in Xiongdu?”

"Yes, but who gave us our power?"

"Of course it is His Majesty the King..."

"Then if the people are dissatisfied with us, smarter people will think about whose fault it is?"

"...His Majesty the King too." The Demon Searcher's voice was very low, as if he was afraid that such "violent remarks" would bring him death.

"So..." Eldred smiled, "The magicians rebelled because the Demon Searching Corps was too suppressed, but the magicians did endanger the interests of ordinary people, so the Demon Searching Corps must exist... So, who is the one who tipped the balance?”

"King...Your Majesty..." The demon seeker was already sweating.

"Very good, it seems you have figured it out." Eldred nodded with satisfaction, "After this matter is over, our Demon Searching Corps will probably have some power taken back - just like before. Regular search for demons.”