One month later.
Saint Grand Fort's capital.
Prince Chen, seated high on the throne, still felt as if everything were a dream. From having nothing, from being the most despised and humble, he had leaped to become the King of this nation.
He slowly looked towards the mysterious and powerful mage.
"Lord Dark Seal Master, can you tell me now about Father Emperor's final arrangements?"
The aura of a superior naturally emanated from Prince Chen.
In one month, he had already grasped the core power of the nation's resource flow and operations. The numerous laboratories, the ducal foundations of various city-state fortresses, the war potential of many research institutes, the secrets deep within the royal palace...
"Hehehehehehe."
Corleon bowed respectfully, chuckling hoarsely.
He looked at Prince Chen with one large and one small dead fish eye, a flicker of smugness in his peripheral vision. Antonio and Fladick's expressions were not good.
The Prince Bo they had invested in was a failed choice.
Although with their foundations, even Prince Chen's ascension would not greatly affect them, it was undeniable that this insidious and cruel old man would leap from the fringes of the duchy to a central role for a long time to come.
Corleon slowly said, "His Majesty asked me to tell you that he trusted your wisdom as much as he trusted himself. His Majesty passed away half a month ago. The four Grand Dukes are safe, but because he knew his time was short, they forced your mother to her death after His Majesty's passing. Please accept my condolences."
Prince Chen froze for a moment, then took a deep breath, a fierce glint appearing in his eyes.
Meanwhile.
Grand Natural Sciences Academy.
Bailing sat in a daze, and before long, she started crying again.
Reilo didn't even