Others are fighting hard but I am the first to show off. I am rated S?

"Uncle Manuel, tell me, what exactly is this so-called big picture? Why do you have to delay it for ten days?"

"presumptuous!"

Manuel was furious and slammed the table and stood up, like a sleeping old lion suddenly waking up, emitting a powerful aura.

"Xiluer, get back here right now before I decide to teach you a lesson!"

Her Royal Highness the Princess smiled coldly with a mocking look on her face. She was not afraid of his anger at all and even had a strong momentum to suppress Manuel.

"Uncle, you are showing your fear. You are shouting so loudly. What are you afraid of?"

"enough!"

Manuel tried his best to suppress his anger. He didn't want to accidentally break the vase, which in his eyes had become less obedient and beautiful, in his anger.

"Someone, take Her Royal Highness the Princess back to her bedroom!"

"Yes!"

A team of guards immediately rushed into the hall. They were all wearing armor, equipped with sophisticated weapons, and had loyal and determined eyes.

The armor reflected a cold light, they raised their weapons, and the blades flashed a piercing cold light.

These weapons flashing with piercing cold light were now all aimed at the Prime Minister who had just given the order.

"what?"

Manuel widened his eyes in shock, looking at the guards who surrounded him, these were his personal soldiers trained by him, his most loyal warriors.

"I asked you to take Her Royal Highness the Princess back to the bedroom, not to point the blade at me!"

He suppressed his anger and squeezed the sound from his throat.

However, the guards in front of him had firm eyes and serious expressions, and did not make any move to obey his orders. The tips of their guns and blades, flashing with cold light, were still pointed at his head unwaveringly.

He suddenly turned around and looked at Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was standing in the center of the hall with her arms folded across her chest, looking calm and sneering at him. He suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Since when did all the loyal subordinates around me betray me and become her people?

Chapter 61: It turns out that you are defeated with just this little faith value

what?

"When did you rebel?"

He looked at the guards surrounding him and asked in a cold voice.

"Rebellion? No, these loyal guards never rebelled."

Her Royal Highness the Princess answered for them.

"They have never been loyal to you, the Prime Minister. Their loyalty has always been to the entire Vita clan. The weapons in their hands have always been wielded for the entire Vita clan, not for a certain person, a certain incompetent and arrogant careerist."

Her Royal Highness's answer was like an invisible whip lashing Manuel's face, making his face even more gloomy.

"Manuel, they didn't betray you, never."

"They just saw clearly who is qualified to lead the Vita tribe forward and who is the true king of the Vita tribe."

"Everyone in the palace now knows who is the true king of the Vita clan."

"And that person is undoubtedly not you!"

What does it mean?

Are you proudly announcing to me that the palace is now full of your people, and that I, Manuel, do not have a single loyal confidant who supports me?

"enough!"

Manuel suddenly roared loudly, and a violent air wave suddenly erupted with his body as the center, blowing all the guards away.

Pitch-black magic power surged out from his body like a rolling storm, tearing and crushing all objects in the hall.

The light in the hall suddenly became extremely dim and gray, because all the light was absorbed by the dark and corrupt magic power that was like a quagmire. A pair of hideous and curved devil horns grew out from both sides of his head, looking terrifying.

A terrifying atmosphere enveloped the entire meeting hall. The guards quickly gathered in front of Her Royal Highness the Princess and put up a thin magic shield.

Manuel's eyes flashed with a deep scarlet light, suspended in mid-air.

Under his magical storm, the guards who were struggling to hold on were like a small boat on the sea that could be overturned by the waves at any time, fragile and vulnerable.

And on that ship, the princess standing proudly in a white dress and white shirt was nothing more than an ant that could be crushed to death with just one finger in his eyes.

He was fed up with all the red tape, he tore off the mask of disguise on his face and didn't want to pretend anymore.

"Xiluer, let me teach you the most important truth. In this world, fists are the only way to speak."

"Even if you instigated everyone in the palace to rebel, even if you made them rebel against me and won their oath of allegiance, so what? Is it because I have been busy with official duties for many years that you have become so arrogant that you have forgotten one fact—"

"I am the strongest person in the Vita clan today! As long as I don't allow it, even if you have many supporters, even if you think the entire palace obeys your orders, you can't even step out of the palace gate!"

boom!

He waved his hand lightly, and the sweeping magical storm suddenly became violent, like millions of invisible knives spinning madly and strangling everyone.

The magic shield held up by the guards shattered with a loud bang in the face of such a powerful magic storm. As the storm rolled in, these loyal guards fell down like cut wheat.

Manuel did not kill them. Every member of the Vita tribe is the strongest and bravest warrior. After the dust settles, these traitors can be sent directly to the front line for utilization.

Only Her Royal Highness the Princess was left on the field.

"Now that things have come to this, I might as well tell you my real plan, Xiluer, my good niece."

The corners of Manuel's mouth slowly rose, revealing a hearty laugh.

"I have been preparing a forbidden magic ritual for you, a magic ritual that can truly save the Vita clan, a ritual that will turn the so-called king into a puppet."

The feeling of having his disguise torn off excited and delighted him.

He has been bound by this so-called prime minister's body for too long, and bound by the old king's dying request for too long. Now, he can finally get rid of these constraints, break free from these chains, and show his true self.

"You may wonder, how can this be considered a way to save the Vita clan? Well, let me tell you, the reason why the Vita clan has fallen into this situation is because of incompetent kings like you!"

"You possess the most terrifying and vast magic power in the world, and the power to slaughter and conquer the entire Loren continent, but you have never been able to fully use this power because you have to maintain your mind and maintain your sanity, because you are unwilling to die! You cannot control this power!"

"How can you be qualified to lead the Vita clan and call yourself the king?"

"Why don't you become my puppets? I will harness this power for you, control you, and rule the world!"

Manuel raised his hands and shouted.

He has never been willing to be a loyal old minister assisting the new king. Many years later, perhaps even his name will not be remembered in history.

"You, and all the kings of the past, cannot save the Vita clan. Only I am the real savior, and I am the destined king of this world!"

He wants to be the new king of the Vita clan, the new king who dominates and rules the Loren continent!

As long as he can turn the crowned Xiluer into a puppet, as long as he has mastered this vast and infinite power, what can't he do?

"Manuel, you are really just an arrogant and incompetent careerist."

Xiluer looked at Manuel, who had a face full of arrogance and fanaticism, as if she was looking at a stupid and unconscious madman.

"Even if you turned me into a puppet and tried to control the boundless power of the curse, as the person controlling the puppet, how do you know that the power of the curse won't spread to your body through the connection between you and the puppet?"

Manuel's expression suddenly froze.

"Have you never considered this question? Or have you been blinded by greed and foolish ambition?"

"And he said he was the real savior."

Xiluer shook her head and sighed, "You, really have gone crazy a long time ago."

She turned around, no longer looking at Manuel, who looked dazed and doubtful about his life, and walked straight out of the hall.

"Stop, where are you going!" Manuel shouted at her.

"The crown of thorns is enshrined in the sanctuary, isn't it?" Xiluer replied without turning her head. "You also know that the front line is in a critical situation. I don't have time to continue talking nonsense with you here. I am going to be crowned now."

"I told you, you're not going anywhere!"

Manuel pointed at her angrily, and the dark magic power turned into huge chains and bound the princess.

【Ghost Chain】!

"Manuel, have you never thought about this from the beginning to the end? I knew that you were a strong man of the Sun Wheel level, and I was far from being stronger than you before I was crowned. Why did I dare to confront you, provoke you, and ignore you like this?"

Her Royal Highness the Princess suddenly turned around, and in front of Manuel's shocked eyes, the ghost chain that even a Sun Wheel-level warrior had to struggle to block dissipated silently and disappeared just as it approached her.

"Now that things have come to this, I will tell you why I am the destined king of the Vita clan and why only I can make Vita great again."

She looked disdainfully at the old lion, whose expression was almost insane.

Although she was standing on the ground and Manuel was floating in the sky, Manuel felt strangely as if he was being looked down upon by her.

"Once upon a time, when our home was destroyed and the world we depended on for survival was on the verge of collapse, a great god who passed by our world took pity on the difficulty of survival and told us how to seek refuge in another world."

Manuel frowned, not knowing what Xiluer meant by suddenly bringing up this story that had long been regarded as a fairy tale by the Vita clan, but he heard her continue.

"God said that even if we come to a new land, our life will be difficult and we will have to struggle to survive. God said, it doesn't matter, one day, He will give us guidance again and lead us out of the predicament!"

The more Xiluer spoke, the stronger her aura became, and she seemed to be emitting a grand and sacred light that illuminated the entire hall.

The more Manuel listened, the more frightened he became. He felt an uncontrollable sense of panic, fear, and fear in his heart.

Could it be that...could it be said that...

His heart began to tremble, his hands began to tremble, and his legs began to tremble, because the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, because Xiluer's voice became louder and louder.

For he heard her say:

"Now, the god from that time has lowered his gaze again and provided guidance to our people!"

"And I, Xiluer Vita, the future King of Vita, am the one who carries the oracle. I am the one chosen by the gods to change the fate of the Vita clan. I am the one chosen by destiny!"

"Manuel, you traitor, kneel down!"

boom!

A gaze seemed to be descending from the infinitely high and distant sky of the universe.

This Sun-level strongest man of the Vita clan was still standing proudly in the air in disbelief the moment before. He couldn't believe that the story in the fairy tale that had been passed down in the Vita clan for thousands of years was true, and he couldn't believe that Xiluer really got the help and guidance of God.

The next moment, invisible, colorless and unimaginable vast divine power descended from the sky.

He fell from mid-air with a snap, like a bug struck by lightning.

The knee that was trying to straighten up had just straightened a little when it was bent with a snap.

He couldn't raise his head or straighten his back. He knelt on the ground in a funny and awkward posture in front of Xiluer. He could only see her pair of black deerskin boots, stepping contemptuously in front of him.

I just... failed like this?

The old lion still couldn't believe what he saw and couldn't accept what Xiluer said.

impossible! Absolutely impossible!

There is no such thing as God!

This must be the trump card the old king left for her, a powerful one-time magic. She must be bluffing and being mysterious!

definitely is!

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed into the hall.

He glanced at the person coming out of the corner of his eye; it was Barry!

He is loyal Barry!

Well done, Barry!

Now I am controlled here by the one-time magic that Xiluer used, the trump card left to her by the old king, but it doesn’t matter, don’t look at me looking so embarrassed.

As long as you take action against her, attack her, and pierce through her superficial shell, I will be able to make a comeback immediately!

"Your Highness, the magic ritual prepared by the old man has been completely destroyed by my subordinates. These are the precious forbidden materials found in his secret library."

Barry half-knelt loyally and presented the things in his hand to Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Seeing this scene, Manuel was completely stunned.

He suddenly remembered what Xiluer had just said: Everyone in the palace knows who is the real king of the Vita clan, and that person is undoubtedly not you.

Isn't it me?

He lowered his head in despair, ready to face his own defeat.