Deposed Crown Prince: After three years of service on the frontier, the entire court knelt and begge

He was so excited that he was almost incoherent, overwhelmed by the immense joy.

Viktor King is a powerful figure personally appointed by Chairman Nie Bing, who holds the power to integrate a future army of tens of millions!

If even he is "one of us," then Britain's position in the alliance will be completely different!

Xiao Ce gently raised his hand, signaling him to calm down...

Xiao Ce smiled and continued speaking about the inner palace: "Not bad."

He nodded firmly, and the arrogant mask on his face that belonged to "Sean" seemed to loosen slightly, revealing a hint of control belonging to Xiao Ce himself...

“Vice President Victor King already knows my true identity, and... has chosen the right path.”

"His real identity?!"

Zion Cabo's heart pounded; he felt as if he were touching the heart of a shocking secret.

Although he knew beforehand that "Sean" was Xiao Ce.

But Viktor King knew that too? What does that mean?

Xiao Ce did not answer directly, but continued, "Therefore, Zion Capo, you don't need to have too many concerns about Vice President Victor King. Within the Illuminati and in Alliance affairs, you can cooperate with him openly and honestly, and draw on his strength."

With my help, he has already become one of President Nie Bing's trusted men. Befriending him will only increase President Nie Bing's trust in you, making him see you as someone who understands the bigger picture, prioritizes the overall situation, and is a staunch supporter of the alliance. This relationship will be an excellent asset for consolidating your position and gaining more influence in the alliance council.

"Furthermore, President Nie Bing trusts me completely, and I've mentioned to her before that you're a trustworthy person... So, you don't need to have too many concerns..."

Zion took a deep breath, trying to process this bombshell news.

He understood Xiao Ce's meaning: Victor King was a key pawn planted within the Illuminati's upper echelons.

Zion Cabo could fully utilize this relationship, openly operating under the banner of the Illuminati and the Alliance, to gain maximum political capital and a sense of security for himself.

“I understand!” Zion Capo nodded emphatically, his eyes gleaming with excitement!

“Mr. Sean, rest assured! I know what to do! I will take the initiative to show goodwill to Vice President Victor King and fully cooperate with his work within the framework of the alliance, especially in terms of military integration and logistical support! I will let President Nie Bing see my value and loyalty!”

“Very good. Of course, there’s no need to go out of your way to curry favor. You’re one of my people, and he knows that too…” Xiao Ce nodded in satisfaction.

As he spoke, he smiled and instructed, "Of course, remember, you must put on a good show. The influence of the Illuminati is your strongest protection and a stepping stone for advancement. Nie Bing needs stability in the West and the support of kings from various countries. The more proactive and reliable you appear, the more secure your position will be."

"Yes!" Sion felt a huge weight lifted from his shoulders, and his thoughts became clearer.

Xiao Ce abruptly changed the subject, offering another, more enticing piece of information: "There's one more thing, Your Majesty. Regarding the location of the Alliance army's base after Victor King's consolidation..."

Sion's heart leaped into his throat again, and he held his breath.

“After preliminary planning, and considering Victor King’s own assessment!” Xiao Ce’s voice carried a certainty, “The core base of the future Alliance army will most likely be located within the British Empire.”

"What?!" Sean couldn't help but stand up this time, his face filled with unbelievable joy. "In...in Britain?! Mr. Sean, is this true?"

A massive legion, possibly numbering in the millions, composed of elite troops from various countries, with its core base located in its own country!

What does this mean? It means an endless influx of resources! It means enormous influence!

This means that Zion Cabo will become the de facto military center of the Western alliance! This is an incredible windfall!

“Vice President Victor King, after considering factors such as strategic location, port conditions, and logistical support, believes that Britain is the best choice,” Xiao Ce explained calmly, as if stating a given fact. “Of course, this still needs final confirmation and President Nie Bing’s approval.”

Upon hearing Xiao Ce's serious tone, Sean Capo replied, "Mr. Sean, and President Nie Bing would almost certainly agree with what you said..."

Xiao Ce smiled and nodded, then said to him, "You could say that...seeing through it but not saying it..."

Zion Capo listened and nodded repeatedly.

He looked at the excited and somewhat flustered Zion Capel and smiled: "Zion Capel, indeed, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Once the army's camp is established in Britain, what will you, as the host and as the King of Britain, do?"

Sean instantly calmed down, his eyes gleaming: "I understand! Mr. Sean! I will devote the entire nation's resources to ensuring the construction of the army's base! I will provide the best land, the most convenient transportation, and the most abundant supplies! I will ensure that every Alliance soldier who sets foot on British soil feels at home! Feels the sincerity and strength of Britain!"

He paced back and forth, his thoughts becoming increasingly clear: "I will personally visit the garrison and establish good relations with officers at all levels. I will provide generous resettlement conditions for Allied soldiers and their families within Britain, and even... allocate land for them to settle down here! I want this army, from top to bottom, to remember the goodness of Britain! To remember my name, Zion Capor! I want their roots to be firmly planted in British soil!"

A genuine, approving smile finally appeared on Xiao Ce's lips: "Exactly, clever. Winning over the army's morale is a subtle and effective strategy. And they need to know that these are additional benefits the British Empire is offering them..."

"In contrast to the Illuminati, when this army becomes accustomed to Britain's supplies, accustomed to your care, and some even settle here, then their allegiance at crucial moments is self-evident."

“Victor King will cooperate with you at the higher levels. All you need to do is seize this opportunity and turn your ‘advantage of location’ into real ‘advantage of people’.”

Zion Capo slammed his fist into his palm, his face filled with unprecedented ambition, and his admiration for Xiao Ce grew even stronger...

“Mr. Sean, no, I understand! You have paved the way for me, shown me the direction! I, Sean Capo, hereby swear that I will not fail you! Britain will become your strongest support, a truly indispensable force! Gathering strength for you…”

Xiao Ce listened to Zion Capo's words and nodded with a smile: "Good, that's good...you're a smart person..."

Xiao Ce smiled slightly: "Do a good job. I promised you before, I'd give you more, not less... Of course, don't even think about trying any tricks..."

“Yes, Mr. Sean!” Sean Capo bowed again, his tone resolute.

"Alright, that's enough for today."

Xiao Ce stood up: "It's late, you should rest early too. I've done what I needed to do and said today... I'll leave tomorrow."

"So soon?" Zion Capo was somewhat surprised, but then he remembered the other party's special status and that he had no say in the matter, so he quickly replied, "Yes! I will arrange the most comfortable bedchamber for you right away!"

Xiao Ce did not refuse.

Soon, under the personal guidance of Zion Capo, Xiao Ce, along with A Tie and Xiao Dingshan disguised as Iron Man, arrived at an extremely quiet and elegant palace deep within the royal palace. Far from the hustle and bustle of the banquet, and heavily guarded, this place was clearly reserved for the most distinguished guests.

“Mr. Sean, if you need anything, please feel free to give instructions to the servants outside. They are absolutely reliable,” Sean Capo said respectfully as he stopped at the palace entrance.

"Your Majesty has gone to great lengths." Seeing this, Xiao Ce began to get into character again.

His gaze swept over the luxurious furnishings in the hall, finally settling on Zion Capo's face. "You should also get some rest. Tomorrow is the farewell, so there's no need to be too ostentatious. Just show your sincerity."

“Understood!” Sean Capo understood immediately. He knew that Mr. Sean (Xiao Ce) was keeping a low profile on this trip and should not be too ostentatious, but he would not be careless about the necessary occasions.

After Zion Cabo withdrew and the temple doors closed, leaving only a few people inside,

Xiao Ce's "Sean" mask instantly disappeared, revealing a hint of fatigue from his long journey, but his eyes remained as sharp as an eagle's.

He walked to the window, pushed it open a crack, and looked out at the deep night and the scattered lights of the British Royal Palace.

Having remained silent and unnoticed until now, Xiao Dingshan spoke up, saying to Xiao Ce, "Xiao Ce, is that Sion Capo one of your men?"

Xiao Ce did not answer Xiao Dingshan, but smiled and said, "Uncle, what do you think of Zion Capo?"

Xiao Dingshan listened and walked to his side, also looking out the window: "Ambitious, yet he knows how to assess the situation. He understands your value and the cost of betrayal. For now, he's a useful person, but we need to keep a close eye on how fast his ambition grows. The 'army base' you gave him is a heavy pie."

Xiao Ce's lips curled into a cold smile: "The greater the weight, the more devoted he'll be. As long as he's on my chessboard, his ambitions won't falter. Viktor King will keep an eye on him for me. And countless other eyes in the shadows are watching him..."

"It's good that you know what you're doing, Xiao Ce. You always do things so meticulously and without any mistakes... Since you've made this decision... it can't be wrong..." Xiao Dingshan said with a smile.

Xiao Dingshan paused for a moment, then continued, "Moreover, the people you chose, the things you did... prove that you have unique qualities..."

Hearing Xiao Dingshan's words, Xiao Ce smiled and said, "Uncle, why are you starting to flatter me too..."

Xiao Dingshan smiled, then looked at Xiao Ce: "Xiao Ce, it's getting late... You should get some rest; we have a long journey ahead tomorrow. You and I are different... I don't need sleep, but you should, right..."

Upon hearing Xiao Dingshan's words, Xiao Ce nodded and then said, "That's right, Imperial Uncle, I'm not a robot, much less an artificial human. Of course I need to sleep..."

Xiao Dingshan smiled and said, "Then you should get some rest. Tomorrow we're going to see Morgana, and it probably won't be easy. They live deep in the forest, a place where refugees gather, a mixed bag..."

Upon hearing Xiao Dingshan's words, Xiao Ce smiled and then said, "Uncle...you really underestimate them..."

After hearing Xiao Ce's words, Xiao Dingshan asked with a hint of doubt, "What do you mean?"

Xiao Ce didn't say it directly, but instead kept everyone in suspense, saying, "You'll find out when you get there..."

With that, Xiao Ce closed the window and turned to walk into the inner room.

"Uncle, I'm going to rest now... And you..."

Xiao Dingshan smiled and said, "I can help you keep watch..."

Xiao Ce didn't hold back either...

Silent all night.

The next morning.

As the first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone on the golden dome of the British Royal Palace, a large crowd had already gathered in front of the palace gates. Although Xiao Ce had instructed him not to make a fuss, Sion Capo clearly believed that the necessary pomp and respect were absolutely essential.

The royal guards, dressed in brand-new uniforms, stood in two rows, their armor gleaming in the morning light. The court band played solemn music with a touch of farewell. Several important cabinet ministers, as well as some core nobles and generals who had attended the banquet the previous night, stood respectfully behind Zion Cabo.

Zion Cabo himself was dressed in full regalia, wearing a crown and a scarlet royal robe, standing at the front of the procession with a warm and genuine smile on his face.

Xiao Ce had rested quite well... so he wasn't surprised to see this situation.

When Xiao Ce walked over.

Sean Capo, still wearing an eager expression, jogged over: "Mr. Sean!"

His voice was loud and clear, filled with reluctance: "Are you leaving already? I really wish you could stay in Britain for a few more days so I could properly show you the hospitality of a host!"

Xiao Ce wore a warm smile and joined in the act with Zion Capo: "I appreciate Your Majesty Zion Capo's hospitality. However, I have many affairs to attend to in the Alliance, and I also have other arrangements to make with the Guild Master, so it is really inconvenient for me to stay any longer."

“Understood! Understood!” Sean Capo nodded repeatedly, then turned and addressed the assembled officials and guards behind him, saying loudly, “Let us bid farewell to Mr. Sean with the highest respect…”

Respectfully bidding farewell to Mr. Sean!

"Have a safe journey, Mr. Sean!"

The courtiers and guards shouted in unison, their voices unified and filled with respect. The band then played an even more stirring farewell tune.

Xiao Ce heard the commotion and thought to himself, "Why is Zion Capo pulling this stunt again..."

It really feels like we're sending him off, in a physical sense...