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The Lionheart Queen lowered her head, then slowly removed her crown.

"You win. I hope you're right."

No matter how unwilling she was, the Lionheart Queen had to admit that she had failed.

In this coup, she had lost everything.

Though unwilling, she had to accept reality.

Prince Charlie, however, did not feel much joy at the moment. Perhaps the crown did not carry enough weight?

The King before him and the King after him would be entirely different concepts.

Seeing that he had not stepped forward to take the crown, the Lionheart Queen curled her lips into a mocking smile. "Charlie, are you afraid?

"I wanted to see you prove yourself. Step forward like a King."

Charlie snapped out of it at her call. He finally walked up to the Lionheart Queen and took the crown with one hand, showing no reverence.

"Sorry, Mother."

He suddenly spoke. After a coup, exiling the former King was customary.

But he intended to break that custom. This was not an internal transfer of power; it was the opening movement of submission to a new master.

The Lionheart Queen's expression changed drastically. She tried to rise, but Prince Charlie reacted faster, drawing his pistol one-handed and firing.

Bang!

The Lionheart Queen collapsed back onto the throne in disbelief, as if she had never imagined death would come for her so abruptly.

"Now... I have no way back."

Prince Charlie stepped through the blood. With his back to the Lionheart Queen's corpse, he looked at the nobles, who had collectively fallen into shock.

"Everyone... the era of King Charlie has arrived."

This was a new era unlike that of any previous King. Selling out the nation's interests was destined to provoke fierce internal resistance.

Therefore, ruthless suppression and absolute power would become King Charlie's