1024 Chapter 572: How Do You Feel About My Daughter? [1/2]
"Your Majesty Luce, your sincerity has moved me."
"But I want to hear your plan first."
"How do you plan to take revenge?"
Richard half-leaned on the main seat in the hall of the elegant Violet Manor. He stared at Luce Theresia, the pitiful Third Prince of the Holy Church Empire, while he knelt on the ground.
He possessed the Royal Family Bloodline, but that didn't allow him to obtain power, status, and happiness. That also caused the death of his family. The Holy Church King would also use him as a tonic to strengthen himself.
It was a tragedy.
Luce's body trembled as he raised his head. Excitement filled his red eyes.
"Lord Richard! The Royal Family of the Holy Church Empire connects with the evil gods of the abyss. I'm currently investigating this matter…"
Richard's expression was playful.
"So, you intend to borrow the strength of the Good and Lawful Faction to overthrow the rule of the Holy Church Empire?"
Prince Luce immediately felt the mockery in Richard's tone when he heard this.
Bitterness engulfed his face.
"I also know that this isn't realistic. No one would start a war against a powerful kingdom because of some groundless accusations. But I have no choice!"
He couldn't take revenge according to the usual ground with his strength.
He could only take the unconventional path.
Richard looked into the young man's eyes and spoke after some silence.
"Luce, are you willing to inherit the throne of the Holy Church Empire and become the ruler of this empire?"
Luce's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Richard in astonishment.
"Lord, is, is this possible?"
Who was he? He was a lowly bastard that the king gave birth to with a commoner after getting drunk!
He became the Third Prince because the Holy Church Empire had a forbidden technique that allowed him to extract the bloodline of his descendants to strengthen himself.
He wanted to be king with his status.
It was even less likely than a beggar becoming a king.
Richard spoke meaningfully.
"Isn't the blood of the Holy Church Royal Family flowing in your veins as well?
"Why can't it be you when all other princes can inherit the throne?"
His tone became more protruding.
"You can take revenge with a wave of your hand when you become the king!
"This empire shouldn't be so dark and evil. You can freely write the ideal country in your heart.
"Everyone will have to prostrate before you.
"Your Majesty Luce…"
Richard would have to face empire troops to complete the S-rank Mission with external forces.
It was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
However, what if he opened it from the inside?
Luce was still a member of the Holy Church Empire, although his status was low in the Royal Family.
He would start a fight between the nine sons. That was an opportunity to use it.
Those vast troops would not view the fight over the thrones of the princes as mortal enemies.
"I will do my best to support you once you have decided.
"Your Majesty Luce, the future is in your hands."
"I will stay in Solan City for three days. I hope to receive your reply within three days.
"You don't have to reply to me now. Go back and think about it.
"But remember to become a member of Twilight City once you choose this path."
"Go, now!"
Luce sat in the carriage. He leaned against the glass window and looked at the streets and pedestrians while they incessantly retreated. The conversation just now echoed in his mind.
"Was it possible to become a king?
"How could a person like me become a king?"
That God Slayer had pointed out a path that he had never dared to think of.
He shook his heart like an earthquake, although the idea was absurd.
'Phew!'
"Your Majesty, we've arrived..."
The driver's calm voice came from outside the carriage.
The soft words pleasantly surprised Luce. He subconsciously turned around.
He saw a few figures outside his luxurious residence talking to each other.
He took a deep breath, opened the carriage door, and stepped out.
The few figures immediately stopped talking. One of them, a middle-aged man in his forties, stepped forward.
The other party sized up Luce a few times and said disgustingly.
"I told you not to run around. Which Grace Mainland Lord did you see today?"
He scolded Luce and no longer waited for the young prince's response.
"You went alone. What can you discuss now? Remember your real mission. Don't try to convince the other party. Wasting your energy on this is wasting my time!"
"Grand Duke of Frostwolf in Solan City is hosting a banquet tonight. You'll be attending with us. Don't say anything useless. Reply to the Grand Duke only in ways we told you to if he asks you.
"Hurry up and go back and change your clothes. We can't waste here with you.
The luxuriously dressed middle-aged man laughed loudly and turned around to chat with the others.
The others did not move from the beginning to the end.
Luce got used to this kind of regard. But he felt an unprecedented humiliation this time.
He clenched his fists.
The seductive words of the corpse appeared in his mind again.
'Luce, are you willing to inherit the throne of the Holy Church Empire and become the ruler of this empire?'
'I…
'I am willing!
'My fury will devour everything!!'
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Vale waited for Luce's back to disappear for a long time before he looked at Richard hesitantly.
"My Lord, are we going to interfere in the battle for the throne of the Holy Church Empire?"
"He has the intentions, although the king is old. He's not at the point where he can't move. Now that he's interfering, although one hasn't appointed a crown prince yet."
He didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was clear.
