The Strongest Dull Prince’s Secret Battle for the Throne - Chapter 529

The Duke of Pastoré, who had conquered the city and was based in the castle, seated himself on the throne under the house arrest of his brother, the Duke.

I finally got the throne.

Moreover, few people threaten them.

It was a long time.

His eyes twitched, and the Duke of Pastoré remembered how hard he had been.

But there was someone to get in the way.

Isn't that the face of being satisfied with the throne, Duke Pastore?

"Ambassador Marcel..."

The Duke of Pastoré frowns in embarrassment.

The Duke of Pastoré knew that he was here because of Marcel.

But Marcel's demands were disgusting.

"It's the same no matter how many times I come. I won't battle you out."

If we hit it now, can we make up our minds to win?

"If you lose, you lose everything. The opponent was weak.We just have to take the time to hunt them down. "

“I told you that would give them time to reverse?”

"There's no reversal from here."

That's what the Duke of Pastoré affirmed.

Most of the aristocrats in the country fall in love with the Duke of Pastoré, or they have a chance.

Even if the aristocrats who are deciding on the opportunity come to the other side, their superiority will not waver.

“There's no turning back? The Empire has a Southern Border Guard, and there's plenty of troops waiting on the border with Rondine.If one of them moves, the situation will reverse all at once. "

"The Empire cannot move border guards."If there is no reason, there is no benefit.I want to carry the battle against the Kingdom in my favor, so I want our support, but if you imitate it like it's a gap, it'll be the end of the day.The army on the border with Rondine is even more static.Rondine's army is right in front of you. "

"Don't you think Rondine will leave the army for the Empire?"The Southern Border Guard threatened the nobility near the border?You can win 90% now. But as soon as I take the time, I can take it with me in five minutes. "

“It's just speculation. Enough. I'm tired."

Having said that, the Duke of Pastoré rose from the throne and stepped back.

Marcel gazed at the back of the body, worried, and returned to his heel.

"Lisette! Where is Barnabas, the Duke's son!?"

"I'm going to a brothel in the capital."

"Are you playing with a woman at a time like this!?"Your liver is too thick! "

Marcel sighed deeply when he heard the report.

Keep the city and the king in check, and defeat the prince against the backdrop of an overwhelming difference in strength.

One more push.

And yet, I feel like I've already won.

"You can't reach the throne without help!"If father is father, so are children!My brother, the Prince, gave his son a name for his cause by becoming a hostage himself!That duke and his son can't even trample the bugs!If you leave it alone, the bug will devour your house! "

"Master Marcel, please calm down."It's bad for your health. "

"Can you stay calm!"That Arnold Lakes Adler!?There's always someone behind Leonardo's victory!Many of those who despised them were sent to the world!I don't want to be their second act! "

"That's true, but this is not the Empire."That prince won't be what Marcel thinks he is. "

"That's why I'm in trouble!" This pawn is the Duke and his son.Meanwhile, there's a son over there.If you compare the flags, you won't win! "

After saying that, Marcel's body falls apart.

In a hurry, Lisette supported her body.

"Please take a rest. No matter how much Prince Arnold is the mastermind, it won't be easy to reverse from here.”

"He... can't just leave Rondine alone."According to the information, he sailed with Princess Azure...... it must be Rondine by now. "

I thought, "Well, don't you think we're fighting?"

"It's not all right... I have to put on the keri before Rondine moves..."

"Now, let's spread the gossip among the people."The more anxious the people are, the more anxious the Duke will be.You will be afraid of the riots, and you will settle them quickly. ”

"That's the only way I can do it... I should have had them write a pledge that they would obey what I say..."

"Not everyone can see ahead like Marcel."Marcel doesn't have to carry it to the foolishness of others..... "

Marcel smiled bitterly at Lisette's words.

You don't have to bear the foolishness of others.That's what a normal person would do.

But some people won't allow it.

"I can't go along with that... I need to carry everything on my shoulders"

"But...."

"As this body moves... we need to create a winning muscle... my sister's safety... and the future of our kingdom... depend on it"

That said, Marcel takes a deep breath and removes the vial from his nostrils.

There was something small in there.

Marcel swallowed it as he took it out one grain.

Marcel groaned bitterly as he held his chest down.

However, breathing gradually improved.

"I don't know, I can't move my body properly without medicine, but... there's something I can do"

"Your Highness..."

"Stop calling me that." If they find out, they'll attack me while I'm gone.Let's go... If we don't bring this country to our side, we'll have an all-out war against the Empire.It's not easy to pick up a win there.Here... we have a victory. "

"Leave it to me, or I will assassinate you."

”Stop it... don't make me like my brother... I don't want to be a coward no matter how much I try to do something about it”

That said, Marcel started walking slowly.

Seeing the figure behind her, Lisette looked down with sadness.

I once wished I could see you walking again.

I slept in bed since I was poisoned.

But the medicine to restore some health came from the poisoned.

Along with a letter to take Marcel's sister hostage, who had been looking after her for a long time.

Why does this man have to work so hard?

The world is too irrational.

Lisette's eyes burst into tears.

But...

"Don't cry... it's not all bad"

"Is there anything good...?"

"Once upon a time... there was an older man who thought that he might not be able to beat the Empire."It was the goal... In the end, I fell into the poison and he fell into the flowing arrows...But the opportunity came. I'm not perfect, and although I'm the man's younger brother... I'm no less a man than I am.There is no shortage for the opponent. "

Marcel gave an unstoppable smile.

There was a passion in his chest that he had once entrusted all to Leticia, who held the staff.

The real name of the man who walked up with his chest open is Anthem de Perlan.

The third prince of the kingdom, that man.