The Death of the Eldest Prince!

Clang!

The next moment, the Second Prince drew the longsword at his waist without warning!

Pfft!

"Ah..."

The next instant, the sound of a blade piercing flesh rang out from the platform, accompanied by a miserable scream. Someone had been stabbed by the Second Prince's longsword.

And the person who had been stabbed was none other than the Eldest Prince Byron, who had already been left dumbstruck by this sudden turn of events.

"The... the Eldest Prince... is dead! His Highness the Second Prince killed him!"

Everyone in the hall was instantly dumbfounded. No matter what, they could never have imagined that the Eldest Prince, who had been holding a wedding only moments ago, would die the very next instant.

The Eldest Prince lay on the ground with a longsword embedded in his chest. One arm stretched weakly toward King Carlfer, his eyes filled with disbelief and a plea for help.

King Carlfer staggered as he came to his senses, nearly falling over. Then, his eyes turned bloodshot as he lunged toward the Eldest Prince.

Unfortunately, the Second Prince had shown no mercy with this thrust. He had stabbed straight for the heart, and the Eldest Prince in King Carlfer's arms was already gradually losing the light in his eyes.

"Byron... Byron..." The regal bearing of King Carlfer finally faded by more than half, revealing an expression of grief and panic.

Yet after only a few breaths, the Eldest Prince's head lolled to one side, and he drew his last breath.

"Jager, you rebellious son! He was your own brother, yet you killed him!"

"My apologies, Father. If I am to ascend the throne, this useless elder brother cannot be allowed to remain. Besides, rest assured. Once I inherit the throne, I will work hard to produce heirs and ensure