Chaos Le Zilong's Journey Through the Heavens

After Ronnie entered, he went straight to the seat next to the old king and sat down. Even though he restrained his power, he still made the nobles below feel breathless.

Ordinary people like the nobles were fine, they just felt a little short of breathing. However, the guards standing guard in the banquet hall felt like they were facing a ferocious beast unarmed. They could not muster any resistance at all, and even their bodies were shaking unconsciously.

He glanced coldly at the whole place, and seeing that no blind person jumped out to give Ronnie a chance to show off and slap himself in the face, he also put away his own pressure.

The second prince, feeling the pressure was gone, breathed a sigh of relief, walked onto the stage, and stood opposite the eldest prince.

When he saw his younger brother, even though he was afraid of the mysterious Ronnie, the eldest prince still smiled as he did before, which he thought was bright and sunny, and teased the second prince.

"My dear brother, I see your efforts. As your brother, I am very pleased to see you, who is always lazy, working so hard."

Listening to these hypocritical words that couldn't be more fake, the second prince rolled his eyes. In the past, he didn't want to cause trouble for himself, so he tolerated it everywhere, but today he would not indulge the other party.

"Haha, look at what you said, as if you care about me so much."

"My dear brother, how can you say that about your brother? It really chills my heart."

"It has come to this, stop saying those hypocritical words. I feel sick just by looking at your face."

The second prince curled his lips in disdain. He saw through this nominal brother: he seemed humble and gentle on the surface, but in fact he was more arrogant than anyone else.

"You said you care about me, so tell me, when is my birthday?"

Hearing this, the eldest prince opened his mouth. He really didn't know and had never cared about this issue.

Seeing that he was speechless, the second prince snorted coldly and made the point clear.

"Okay, stop pretending. I know you want to be king, but to tell you the truth, I will not let you become king."

"Really? I'm looking forward to what your trump card is, brother."

Although the eldest prince was smiling on the surface, he had already started cursing in his heart. He felt that the second prince was not worthy of competing with him for the throne.

At this time, the host of this royal election came on stage with a stack of information.

"What I have in my hands now are the voting results of each city. The current vote ratio between the eldest prince and the second prince is 3:7. The nobles' vote will be held next."

The host looked at the nobles in the audience.

"Those who support the Grand Prince, please raise your hands."

Brush brush!

Almost half of the nobles raised their hands, including some with high titles such as duke and marquis.

Seeing this scene, the eldest prince smiled proudly.

"My dear brother, it seems that you have already lost. Do you still want to struggle?"

Hearing this, the second prince snorted coldly, and then ordered his confidants to use magic to open a light curtain.

After seeing the content on the screen, all the nobles who originally supported the eldest prince could no longer sit still.

Behind the light curtain was a dim basement. Their most favored child and the family heir were tied together with ropes. Although there was no sound, one could tell from their crying expressions that they must be having a hard time.

"It's really you!"

At this time, a marquis couldn't help but stand up and scold the second prince.

"You're using such despicable means to win votes! You don't deserve to be king!"

"That's right! You don't deserve it at all! Let our child go!"

Hearing their accusations, the second prince scratched his ears, looking nonchalant.

"Stop pretending. There aren't any good people here. Don't pretend to be righteous. It only makes me think you are clowns."

As he spoke, the second prince looked at the nobles below with contempt.

"Now, either vote for me or say goodbye to your heir forever."

"you!"

Seeing that moral blackmail was useless, the marquis who had been shouting the loudest just now gritted his teeth and sat back.

As Ronnie said before, he planned to give up this heir. After all, if the eldest prince became king, the benefits he could gain would be completely worth sacrificing an heir. At worst, he could just have another one.

Not only him, most of the nobles thought so. Only some small nobles who still had a conscience put their hands down.

The second prince, who saw everything, raised the corner of his mouth and thought to himself that it was just as expected.

Then he asked someone to open the next light curtain. The people kidnapped this time were the children of members of these noble families who had a high status and a certain say.

Seeing this scene, the nobles could no longer sit still. They could give up their offspring, but that did not mean that other people in their family could give up.

If these children really get into trouble because of me, the family will definitely be in chaos, and the members may even turn against each other.

As these nobles watched with gnashing teeth, a very asking-for-a-punch smile appeared on the second prince's fat face.

"You all have seen it. If you don't want anything to happen to your family, please vote for me. Otherwise, I'm not sure what my men will do. Of course, I'm not a devil. These children will at most lose some limbs, but they will definitely not die."

Looking at the performance of the second prince on the stage, Ronnie and the old king nodded in satisfaction. The royal family was inherently ruthless and could even plot to kill brothers, fathers and sons, not to mention these nobles.

"Not bad, not bad. This little fat guy finally has the heart of a king and is ruthless."

Hearing this, the old king laughed.

"Thanks to His Majesty Ulduar's teachings. I will have to trouble you more in the future."

"These are all trivial matters. As long as he obeys my orders, I will not treat you unfairly in terms of benefits."

Under the pressure from the second prince, the nobles had to give up. After all, even if they insisted on electing the eldest prince, their interests might not be damaged a little bit. What they gained was far less than what they lost, which was completely inconsistent with their psychological expectations.

Now the second prince has an overwhelming advantage in the votes of the nobles, and it is obvious that he will become the next king.

However, the eldest prince, who witnessed the whole process, had an extremely gloomy expression on his face. As arrogant as he was, he would never allow the throne to fall into the hands of anyone else.

He drew the sword from his waist, pointed it at the second prince, and spoke in a very low voice.

"I want to duel with you! If you want the throne, take it from me openly, don't use such despicable means. If you are still the prince of the Kingdom of Kava, fight me to the death with your glory!"

Hearing this, the second prince frowned.

"I've already won, there's no point in you doing this."

However, the eldest prince, who was already so angry with Hong Wen, could not listen to any of this.

"Come on! Kava Dusin! Bet on the throne! Fight me!"

Seeing the eldest prince in such a state, the second prince, who still remembered that he was his brother, shook his head. After thinking about what cards he had, he decided to accept the challenge and give the other party a decent show.

After being assassinated several times, he also learned a lot of fighting skills from Neo. With the addition of various magic props, he believed that his chances of winning were still very good.

"Okay, I'll take it..."

Before he could finish his words, Ronnie smiled and made a prediction.

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The next update will be later, expected in the afternoon.