Chapter 1084: Chapter 811: Undercurrents from All Sides
Before long, the entire royal chamber returned to silence.
The rebels all lay dead in pools of blood, including the King, Hemulinp.
Rom, who was previously howling in agony, had stopped at some point. With a sudden slick movement, he stood up, yet seemed to have become a puppet, motionless, his face devoid of any expression. Only the whites of his eyes turned completely black, appearing both evil and ominous.
"Tap... tap... tap... tap..."
Solok, surrounded by figures in black robes, approached the throne, kicked Hemulinp away, and picked up the Royal Sword that had fallen to the side.
"Is this the Royal Sword that controls the Light of the Celestial Pillar?"
The black-robed figure who just ambushed Hemulinp and pierced his chest with a single strike approached Solok, looking curiously at the sword.
"That’s right, this is the Royal Sword passed down through generations of the Kingdom of Ginas’s royal family. Its greatest function is to control the strategic barrier, the Light of the Celestial Pillar. Other than that, it’s just a symbolic item far sharper and harder than ordinary weapons."
Solok spoke with disdain, but the hand holding the Royal Sword was tight, as if he was gripping the greatest power in the world, making him grin with a smile.
"With this, I am the undisputed King, invincible within the Light of the Celestial Pillar, and no one can do anything to me."
Solok laughed triumphantly and then sat on the throne, revealing an intoxicated expression.
"Is this what it truly feels like to control this country?"
"Not bad, I should have done this sooner."
"Now how will that arrogant heir of the Codelion Family fight me?"
Solok seemed to think of something, and the smile on his face began to turn cruel.
"Just wait, whether it’s you or Reiger Brillhaut, I’ll track you all down one by one and settle the past accounts."
Upon hearing this, the black-robed figure remarked indifferently.
"Is it really that simple?" The black-robed figure seemed unconcerned, simply saying: "After all, you usurped the throne to become King. Once what happened here tonight is exposed, not to mention the Duke’s faction, even the royal faction that previously supported you might be unable to tolerate your treachery and oppose you."
"If it becomes like that, this country might fall apart, you know?"
It was evident that the black-robed figure didn’t look favorably upon Solok’s actions.
To him, regicide and usurpation were definitely bad moves.
If done with legitimacy and support, it could still work, but Solok had already disbanded his privately trained soldiers. Now, at best, he was the next King nurtured by the royal family, and at worst, he could only ascend with royal endorsement.
Once he lost support, Solok was just a figurehead with no one available at his command.
And it was obvious that since he committed regicide and usurpation, the royal faction would never support him again, only seek to execute him on the spot to avenge the King.
The black-robed figure didn’t care whether Solok lived or died, nor who took the throne of this country, but he needed someone to deal with Reiger Brillhaut, needed someone to confront the Princess of the Reinnaier clan, and needed someone to draw out those from the Hidden Land to achieve his own goals.
Therefore, although the black-robed figure cooperated with Solok, he didn’t want to see Solok ousted so easily.
"Don’t worry, I’ve thought it through."
Sitting on the throne, Solok held the Royal Sword in one hand, spinning the ominous black short sword with the other, a cold smile on his face.
"I’ll temporarily conceal this matter, not letting the news of father’s death spread."
"Until the time is right, I’ll disguise as father."
"When the time is ripe, I’ll formally announce my ascension."
Hearing this, the black-robed figure was momentarily stunned, then immediately understood Solok’s plan.
"You intend to use the relic’s power to gradually consume this country?"
The black-robed figure became intrigued.
"That’s right." Solok chuckled lowly, "Not all of it, just control the vital part of the leadership. That way, even if my regicide and usurpation are exposed, I won’t have to worry about being overthrown."
"In my view, this relic is much more useful than the Royal Sword."
Solok glanced at the puppet-like, motionless Rom, and his hand playing with the dark short sword tightened.
"I have to remind you," said the black-robed figure, as if pouring cold water, "this relic’s power, though unique, is not invincible."
"Don’t be fooled by how it easily controlled a Sword Saint. When it encounters some seasoned Sword Saints with strong wills, its effects will be greatly diminished."
"And if it encounters those extremely powerful Sword Saints, its power may even be shattered."
"For instance, the old Sword Saint you mentioned, who resides in the treasure vault, or Flon Bolei of the Borlay family, these two people will certainly not be easily affected by the relic’s power."
The black-robed figure’s reminder made Solok frown.
"What about Reiger Brillhaut?"
Solok’s eyes flickered with thought as he posed this question.