On the city wall of the troll kingdom.
When Prince Abbas saw Modo II being surrounded by a group of troll captives, he knew something was wrong.
Although the Wolf Riders had already rushed out as soon as Prince Moluwe attacked, if Modo II was trapped in place, even if the Wolf Riders arrived, he would not be able to get away from the Black Guards.
Prince Abbas turned around and ordered the general of the city defense force, "We need to send out the troops immediately and bring His Majesty back to the city!"
However, Prince Okamoto immediately objected, "No! We don't have any knights left. Even if we rush out of the city, we won't be able to save His Majesty in time. Instead, we'll lose the last elite troop of the empire and the city will be lost! "
"Are you just going to watch His Majesty get killed by Black Cavalry?"
"Black Cavalry might not dare to kill His Majesty!" Prince Okamoto did not back down. "However, if the city is lost, not only His Majesty, but also you, me, the troll nobles, and the citizens of the city will all be killed by Black Cavalry!"
Prince Abbas was speechless.
Moreover, he also noticed that Prince Okamoto's words had caused the expressions of the surrounding troll nobles to change.
It was obvious that they did not want Black Cavalry to enter the city.
While they were hesitating, Black Cavalry had already arrived in front of Modo II.
Although the wolf riders had arrived, they were too few in number and were quickly separated by Black Cavalry.
Then, the troll nobles on the city walls saw a scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives.
Colin Angele cut off Modo II's head with one strike!
All the troll nobles who witnessed this were stunned. It felt like all the sounds in the world had disappeared at this moment.
It also felt like they were in a terrifying nightmare that they could not wake up from.
Prince Okamoto clenched his fists. His heart almost jumped out of his throat.
When he saw the troll captives betraying him, he finally understood why Colin insisted on meeting Modo II outside the city.
This was a meticulously designed trap!
The funny thing was that Prince Okamoto wanted to make up for his mistake and proposed the plan to assassinate Colin, trying to regain his position in Modo II's heart.
However, he would never have thought that Colin was also planning to assassinate him. Moreover, his methods were so strange that he couldn't understand it at all!
What did Colin promise those troll captives that they dared to conspire to kill the Emperor of the Troll Empire?
At this moment, the name Colin Angele had replaced Marquis García and was deeply engraved in Prince Okamoto's heart. It had become a nightmare that Prince Okamoto would never have the courage to fight against again.
Prince Abbas saw Colin holding Modo II's head in one hand and waving it in the direction of the Troll Empire. Fear and panic rose in his heart.
He suddenly turned around and glared at Prince Okamoto. He yelled, "Okamoto! Didn't you say that the Black Cavalry wouldn't dare to kill His Majesty? Open your eyes and take a good look. His Majesty died because of you! "
Prince Okamoto clenched his fists and did not say anything.
Looking at Prince Abbas's furious gaze, which was about to pierce through him, Prince Okamoto calmed down.
He suddenly realized that Modo II's death might be a good opportunity for him.
"Uncle Abbas, you're right. Therefore, to atone for my mistake, I'm willing to go to the Black Cavalry and ask Colin Angele for His Majesty's body. "
Hearing Prince Okamoto's words, Prince Abbas was stunned.
A troll noble tried to persuade him in a low voice, "Prince Okamoto, if you go to the Black Cavalry now, aren't you afraid that Colin will …"
"Then I deserve it," Prince Okamoto said righteously.
Prince Abbas took a deep look at Prince Okamoto before looking at the Black Guards who were flaunting their prowess outside the city. He slowly nodded.
"Alright, then you'll be the messenger. Remember, not only do you need to redeem His Majesty and Prince Morvey's bodies, but you also need to ask the Black Cavalry about the conditions for retreating. "
"Yes, Uncle Abbas. I won't disappoint you again." Prince Okamoto bowed to Prince Abbas, then went down the tower and walked out of the city alone.
For a moment, the lonely figure of Prince Okamoto slowly walking toward the boiling Black Guard formation had the feeling of the wind blowing and the water turning cold.
At this moment, Colin was immersed in a fanatical mood. The cheers of the Black Cavalry around him made him feel like he was in the clouds. The bloody head in his hand was like a medal that symbolized supreme glory, and he couldn't help but feel a little smug.
Of course, he hadn't completely lost his mind.
Thus, when some of the hot-headed Black Cavalry generals wanted to ask for orders to charge into the troll capital, Colin decisively refused.
The troll capital still had fifty thousand elites defending it. Moreover, the narrow terrain of the city wasn't conducive for cavalry. Charging in rashly would only lead to disaster.
This time, they had already wiped out the troll army of a hundred thousand and killed the Troll Emperor. Such a feat was already extremely impressive. It was better to stop while they were ahead, lest they end up making a fool of themselves.
Just as Colin was about to give the order to retreat, he saw a lone figure walk out of the troll capital.
"Lord Viscounts, it seems to be Prince Okamoto."
"Mm, let him come."
"Yes."
Soon, Prince Okamoto arrived in front of Colin.
Colin knew that this Southern Prince of the Troll Empire wasn't very strong, so he waved his hand to signal his subordinates to retreat.
Prince Okamoto came in front of Colin and bowed respectfully.
"Dong!"
Colin casually tossed King Modo's head over, and it rolled to Prince Okamoto's feet.
Coincidentally, the eyes that died with grievances were staring straight at Prince Okamoto.
At the same time, Colin's mocking voice sounded.
"Okamoto, how about I let you be the Emperor of the Troll Empire?"
Prince Okamoto suddenly raised his head. The fire of ambition in his eyes was not hidden at all. However, when he opened his mouth, he said something else.
"Lord Viscounts, you think too highly of me. I have no right to inherit the throne of the Troll Empire."
"Why?" Colin frowned. "Isn't your surname Volkin?"
Prince Okamoto smiled bitterly. "Lord Viscounts, don't forget that I just killed a hundred thousand troll soldiers. Also, to tell you the truth, I was the one who suggested King Modo II to come out of the city to meet you and assassinate you …
But now, things have turned out like this …
I have an undeniable responsibility for King Modo II's death.
So, no matter what, the troll nobles in the capital will never agree to let me be the next Emperor of the Empire. "
Colin raised an eyebrow as if he was thinking about something.
Prince Okamoto spoke again, "Lord Viscounts, although I can't inherit the throne, I have a more suitable successor. Perhaps he can satisfy you more."
"Oh? Who? "
"Prince Abbas."
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