Hearing his words, the expressions of Julian and the others turned bitter. Tangerio waved his hand and said, "Come here, don\'t look bitter." I have never been afraid of death. It is like the four seasons of the year, and everything has its own life and death. Even the Ten Saints only extended their lifespans, not immortality. Death was nothing to be afraid of. It\'s just that it came faster than I expected. This is a little different from what I expected when I left for Blazing Flames Castle. "
"Father, who attacked you?" Julian asked while gnashing his teeth.
"I don\'t know the exact identity. I can only be sure that the other party is an outsider." Of course, Tangerio would not forget the purple blood that person had left behind. It was not something that belonged to a human.
"Outsiders? The three warlords? "Woodrick frowned.
"No." Tangerio shook his head. "It\'s not the three warlords. That person is even more terrifying than the three warlords. I tried my best to counterattack, but I still couldn\'t leave him behind. This shows how powerful he is. Perhaps it\'s a new expert from the Shadow Duchy? In short, it\'s bad news for us. "
Tangerio smiled helplessly. "But I have worse news to tell you now. I\'m dying. That man completely shattered my heart core. Although I wanted to survive until Oliska, I didn\'t have time. So listen to me carefully, here, Woodrick, and Earl Allen. I need you to be witnesses. After I die, I\'ve decided to let Julian succeed me. "
Julian shook his head. He had always wanted to win the battle for the crown prince. But now that Tangerio had passed the throne to him, the Second Prince couldn\'t be happy at all. Perhaps he had been fighting for the crown prince all this time just to prove it to this man.
\ '"This is the last thing I want to see. Originally, it would have been better if Julian had polished it for another ten years, and some of my arrangements could have been carried out calmly. At that time, Julian would have taken over a prosperous and peaceful human empire from my hands, but after that, the empire would have internal and external troubles. When you return to Oliska, you need to do a few things. One is to banish Howson. You must not be soft-hearted on this point, Julian. Howson is ambitious and has Roderick plotting behind him. If he becomes king, Bailey will be embroiled in the flames of war. This is something I don't want to see. And now that I'm going to sleep, Howson will definitely not let you go. "
"There's one more. Tell Niddert to stop the military cuts. If I'm not here, you alone won't be able to control the situation. If you forcefully push for the reduction of the army, it will only cause the country to fall apart. Finally, there is Roderick. Our Marshal must be eliminated, but not now. You still need him to deal with the Outsiders. As for when and how to do it, I believe that with Nabott assisting you, there shouldn't be any mistakes. "
Tangerio looked at Woodrick and Allen again. He shook the Grand General's hand. "My friend Woodrick, I want to hear you swear an oath to Julian. Although he is still young, I believe he will become a good king in the future, my friend. But he needs help now, can you help him? "
Woodrick's shoulders trembled slightly as he turned around and knelt down towards Julian. "I swear by my sword that I, Woodrick, am willing to serve the future King, His Majesty Julian, until the end of my life."
Julian's entire body trembled as he hurriedly helped Woodrick up.
Allen sighed. Tangerio was doing his best to pave the way for Julian. Without the Great Emperor's words, it was unknown whether Woodrick would be loyal to Julian. At this moment, his hand was held by Tangerio. Only then did Allen realize that this thick palm was so cold and powerless. Then he saw Tangerio's blazing eyes. The Great Emperor whispered, "Earl Allen, you have great talent and potential. I knew this the first time I saw you. As long as you have time, the Ten Saints will be in your pocket. I'm glad you're on Julian's side, and I hope you can stand as long as you can. I promise you that Julian will not let you down. You will be rewarded for what you have done. "
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will see His Highness Julian sit on the throne." Allen patted the back of his hand.
Tangerio laughed, "The gods have been very kind to me to be with you in the last moments of my life. The only regret is that I should have had a drink with that old fellow Nabott. "
The Great Emperor waved his hand and said, "Can you leave first? I have something to say to Julian alone."
Woodrick and Allen hurriedly took their leave. After they left the tent, Tangerio looked at Julian. His eyes became extremely gentle. "Child, I've neglected you and your son all these years. You must hate me in your heart, right?"
Julian couldn't help but hug Tangerio and say, "No, Father. I don't hate you, and neither does Mother. When I was young, every time I asked her why her father didn't come to see us, Mother always said that you must have your reasons for doing so. She believes in you, so I believe in you. "
"It's good to hear you say that, child." Tangerio's big hand landed on Julian's head and gently rubbed his hair. "I still remember the day you were born. It was an early morning and the sun was shining. When you were born, you smiled at me in the sun. Jurian, you know, I was crying. It wasn't easy for you to come. Your mother has always been weak. When you were in her stomach, I almost lost you a few times. Fortunately, the gods weren't so cruel. In the end, I waited for your arrival. I believe that was the best gift the heavens had given me. Believe me, I wish I could put all my love on you, but I can't do that, even if I love you more than Howson and the others. "
"But I'm not only a king, but also a father of several children. I have to be a little fair. And there's a more critical problem. Your mother comes from an ordinary background, and she doesn't have a family to support her. If I pay too much attention to you mother and son, it will bring disaster to you. "
Tangerio patted Julian on the shoulder and said, "Besides, my Julian is a man who will carry the empire on his shoulders in the future. I'm afraid that my doting will cause a wise king to die prematurely. Just look at Howson." I love him too, and because of his mother, I can be said to care for him the most among your brothers and sisters. But now, sometimes I feel strange looking at him. The boy who shouted that he wanted to be a Knight is now wholeheartedly devoted to power. How sad it is that he has already lost his original heart. "
"So, Julian, you must remember that as a king, you must put your people first. This is the root of the country's prosperity." Tangerio sighed, his face full of exhaustion. "Child, you don't know how much I want to say to you. But it's too late now. I'm sleepy and I can't even open my eyes, so I can only accompany you to this point. When you go back, please tell your mother that I will always love her. In my heart, she will always be the beautiful woman who picked a bunch of grapes for me on a sunny afternoon. After all these years, this heart has not changed. "
"I'm sleepy … I'm going to sleep first …" Tangerio gently closed his eyes, a faint smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth, like a person who had fallen asleep. But Jurian knew that he would never wake up from this nap. Thinking of this, tears welled up in his eyes.
He had lost his father forever.
The emperor had fallen.
As Tangerio closed his eyes, Nabott, who was reading in his study far away in Oliska, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. It was as if he was watching a friend leave. The prime minister came back to his senses and found that his hands were trembling. He hurriedly poured himself a glass of wine and drank it to calm himself down. In the palace of Dawn Castle, a woman had already fallen asleep, but she suddenly woke up from her dream. In the darkness, she discovered that her face was boiling hot, but she didn't know when she had shed tears. Then, her heart was drowned by indescribable sadness.
However, more people didn't notice. Music and the cheers of the guests could still be heard in the bar of Oliska. They were celebrating the fall of Blazing Flames Castle. Pedestrians on the streets came and went, still rushing about for their own lives. Even Tangerio's eldest son, Howson, was unaware of it. He only knew that Stark and the others had returned, so now he rushed to his private manor and saw Stark in the study.
"Where the hell did you go?" Howson asked with a hint of anger.
Stark looked at him indifferently. The Eldest Prince shivered and suddenly remembered that the man in front of him was not someone he could control. He hurriedly lowered his posture and said, "Mr. Stark hasn't heard from me in the past few days. I'm very worried."
"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I would like to congratulate Your Highness here."
"Congratulate me for what?" Howson was stunned.
"Congratulations on becoming the king of this human kingdom. Yes, the crown is already in your pocket." Stark smiled and said, "Because your father, the former king, Tangerio, has died."
"What did you say!" Howson was shocked and looked at Stark in disbelief, "How could that be? I didn't receive any news at all."
"Of course you don't know, because I personally killed Tangerio, and right now, the news is probably still blocked."
"You … you killed him?" Howson opened his mouth wide. When he reacted, he impulsively pounced on Stark and said, "How can you do this!"
Stark waved his hand as if he were swatting a fly, and a force field descended, firmly pressing Howson to the ground. Stark's expression turned cold. "Why can't I do this? Killing Tangerio is the fastest way to fulfill his promise. You are his oldest son, and according to your laws, don't you automatically continue the throne? Do you want me to play with you in the Crown Prince Battle, and then play for a few years to slowly seize the throne? I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, so everything will be done in the simplest way. "
"But he's my father!" Howson shouted, "No matter how much I want the throne, how can you kill him!"
Stark sneered, "What does that have to do with me? Tangerio is dead now. Either you listen to me and inherit the throne. Either I kill you, and then let another prince inherit the throne. Tangerio has more than one son. Oh, Diego said that he happened to have one of your brothers by his side this time. Perhaps Tangerio has already passed the throne to him. How about it, do you still want to continue playing this king's game? "
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