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Blackstone Code - Chapter 824

Published at 15th of March 2024 06:54:32 AM


Chapter 824

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Over the years, the eldest prince and the old king have cooperated very well. No one thought that the leader of the nagalil al Shabab who had attacked the palace was the eldest son of the king.

No one would have thought of this. Only their father and son knew it, including the "new king" in the palace now. They didn't know what the big prince was doing and why he had to be watched by people all the time.

This is a very good plan for the father and son. I thought that when the federals came, they would contact the local "opposition" to support the opposition against the local privileges.

In this way, the big prince can become a puppet supported by the federates.

However, regardless of whether he is a puppet or not, as a puppet of the federates, his interests are actually tied to the interests of the federates.

If the federals are unwilling to lose their interests here, the best way is to keep the puppet of the big prince and crown him as a new king.

There is no big problem with the whole plan. Even they make all kinds of signals very obvious. For example, the youth party, which has many contradictions with the domestic ruling class, for example, their yearning for the Federation and freedom, fairness and justice.

At the beginning of the design of this plan, the eldest prince, they have turned the youth party into a group built in accordance with the federal spirit, and can't wait for the federals to contact them.

The plan is also very friendly to the federates.

There is no need to tear off the hypocrisy mask that has been disguised for a long time. As long as we support an opponent, we can plunge the rulers of nagalil into a vortex.

Not to mention that the Al Shabab not only has strength and potential, the most important thing is that they tend to the Federation.

But no one thought that the federals did not follow the routine. Instead of supporting the local opposition, they helped the authorities suppress these people.

Sometimes when the big prince can't sleep alone at night, he will look at the bright moonlight in the sky and breed a kind of confusion.

Was the federate's brain eaten by a dog?

Why leave him with such an advantageous choice and choose some of the stupidest decisions?

He didn't know what the federals were thinking. He just thought they had a bad mind.

In fact, if the big prince doesn't do these messy means and honestly go back to be a fool who is attached to the prosperous society abroad and doesn't want to come back to suffer, maybe he and his father don't need to think about so many meaningless hands and lose nothing in the end.

The federals don't follow their script every time, which breaks their brains.

The old king doesn't feel much headache now, because he has died in the hands of his son, and at the moment of death, he thought that his son would return the country to their hands and reproduce the glory of his ancestors!

Now all the pressure is focused on the big prince.

He refused to accept, but he was more unwilling and the despair behind it.

People are not him. They don't know what kind of suffering his heart is suffering at this time.

He almost killed his parents himself as a way to express his loyalty to the federal government. As a result, he was ignored and wanted all over the country.

Even the double betrayed him.

He has nothing, no money, no power, nothing.

After Galil withdrew from the money stage, all the banks in nagalil went bankrupt instantly, and all his previous accounts, including gold and gemstones in the bank, were purchased by the federals at a very low price.

He has nothing now. If he wants to take out those gold and gemstones, he must prove his identity to the federates.

Neither the "big prince" nor the "leader of Al Shabaab" can show his identity. As soon as he tells his identity, the federates will kill him.

There is no retreat, no future, only forward.

Fortunately, there are some people who support him.

The crackling bonfire with sparks brought him back to reality from his scattered thoughts. He turned to the bonfire and tightened his tight clothes.

"I know there is a secret way that leads directly to the palace..."

He said this sentence with great effort, because he knew that when he said this sentence, it also meant that he had made the final decision.

He was the only one who knew the secret road and was still alive.

That secret road was a way for him to sneak into the palace when he needed it. As the largest opposition leader, he could not enter there under the eyes of many people.

After the old king died, no one else knew. This was his last chance.

It's better to fight in the end than hiding everywhere in the constant pursuit of the federates for the rest of your life.

He has two goals.

The first is to talk to the new king. He doesn't expect the double who has betrayed himself to understand him and "pass the throne" to him.

He just wanted to ask him why he betrayed himself because he didn't do anything too much to the double over the years. Instead, he provided delicious food and drink?

Second, he knows where the palace treasure house is and how to open it. Whether he wants to pull a new group of people against the rulers of the country or against the federates, he needs money.

Including he left here and settled down in other places. He needs money to live a low-key life.

With two necessary goals, there is the motivation to support him.

But this time, he didn't tell others what he thought. His statement was "holding the king to let people face up to our demands". It sounds like a meaningful excuse, but it's also a lie.

By the campfire, everyone's faces flickered and darkened under the flickering fire light. The darkness eroded their faces from time to time, making their faces look distorted and terrible.

"Is that tunnel long?"

"Not long!"

"Where did you come out?"

"In the back garden..."

Ask and answer at the same time. Finally, after people repeatedly confirmed the sequence and process of action, they agreed to start today.

It seems a little hasty, but it's not. You must do it whenever you do it, and you don't need to prepare anything.

All they have to do is enter the palace and leave with the king. They don't need to do anything else.

Do it now, do it today, do it tomorrow or do it a year later. The longer something is delayed, the more people lose their courage.

The party lay in their sleeping bags. They needed to rest for a while before they set out.

The big prince couldn't sleep. He thought a lot of things. Some things were not what he was thinking, and subconsciously appeared in front of him.

For example, when he was a child, he talked with his father, he played with his brothers and sisters, and the past scenes appeared in his mind uncontrollably.

Until

When he felt someone pushing himself, the big prince grabbed the pistol and opened his eyes. He had a gun in his hand and others had guns in their hands.

Kidnapping the king is not to buy a pancake. There are bodyguards in the palace. They can't take nothing. If it's really unlucky, it's inevitable to fight.

"It's time."

The big prince's fierce eyes softened quickly. He patted his cheek a few times, "I know!"

He turned over and came out of his sleeping bag. In January, nagariel was not particularly cold. It looked like seven or eight degrees. He was still a little sweaty.

A dozen people put out the bonfire and covered some traces.

At this time, the sky is very dark, and the stars and moon all over the sky have become the only light source. It seems that this should be a very freehand picture, but it is actually a little gloomy and scary.

They didn't drive. The car stopped around the palace a few days ago. There was too much noise driving in the middle of the night. This is not the Federation.

They go first, catch the king, then retreat, and then choose to hide or leave by car.

After more than 20 minutes of rapid transfer, this journey can also be regarded as a warm-up. For the nagali people with less body fat, they are just ready to move.

They found the secret passage that the eldest prince mentioned, which was a well covered with some sundries. The eldest prince took the lead in sliding down the well rope. There was a small door at the bottom of the well, which was the secret passage.

The party was a little stuffy and nervous when walking in the secret road.

In order to ease this tension, someone cursed and muttered, "the king's family are crazy. Who will repair the secret Road underground? What if it leaks?"

For whatever purpose, the others laughed softly and began to scold the king's family.

In fact, the person who spoke at the beginning was also right. The purpose of building underground is to hide this secret road when necessary.

It's just that it's worthless.

As he approached the other exit, the big prince shut everyone's mouth.

There will be no guards here just to facilitate his access, but he hasn't come back for a long time. I don't know how big the changes are.

He lifted the iron grid of forced drainage above his head and exposed his head.

No one, he went out, and the party moved forward quickly at the junction of the moon and the night, looming and disappearing, and soon disappeared into the palace.

The people brought by the big prince are also simple. Up to now, they don't doubt why the big prince is so familiar with the palace. It's like... Returning to his own home!

At this moment, the new king just got up from a girl. He was covered with sweat.

Risking to pretend to be the great prince was the most correct decision he had ever made in his life. The federates took good care of him. He even took the initiative to invite the federates to send some soldiers to the palace to protect his safety.

Unfortunately, the federals did not agree.

After all, the Royal Palace is one of the spiritual symbols of the country. The rash entry of federal soldiers here will cause strong dissatisfaction of a small number of extreme nagali people.

He glanced sideways at the girl who was supposed to be his "sister" in silence on the bed, with a hint of playfulness on his face.

He is not really a big prince. Even if he is, no one will interfere with his hobbies.

He likes his identity and the identity of other women in the palace!




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