Black Iron Crown

The guards in the palace obeyed Sir Horn's orders, not to mention that their numbers were not dominant. There were less than a hundred guards in the meeting hall, which should have been full of 300 guards.

The rest of the people were either swept away by the little emperor's guards on the road, or they didn't reach the meeting hall in time, and they didn't want to directly confront the little emperor's people when they didn't have an advantage in numbers and equipment.

The queen stared blankly at the little emperor's person in front of her, and murmured in despair.

She suddenly stood up and shouted to the outside of the conference hall: "Carter! Where are you, Carter! I am your mother! Why are you doing this! Come out and meet me! Meet your mother!"

Incomparable sadness was revealed in her voice, and countless grievances mixed with incomprehension echoed in the conference hall and floated outside.

When the little emperor heard this sound, the distorted smile on his face stagnated instantly, and an extremely tangled expression appeared, biting his lower lip lightly, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

The queen's voice was still ringing, and even the maid beside the little emperor was moved, and kept looking into the meeting hall.

Earl Redmara sat down on the chair slumped. He never expected that there would be such a situation today, and such a drama would happen to the child he supported with one hand.

The little emperor stood in the deep and narrow corridor, so howling reverberated in the castle, as if the ghosts of thousands of years were crying and roaring.

It is true that the imperial capital does not have a long history, but there are countless grievances and hatreds staged here.

The lamp is like a bean, and the maid beside him is carrying a small oil lamp, which can be regarded as providing some light for this dim corridor.

The maid didn't speak either, she knew that her master was a very assertive person with perverted self-esteem.

As a maid, he did not dare to persuade the emperor casually.

The little emperor's heart is also extremely entangled. In his heart, his mother's pampering and love for him when he was a child constantly emerged. At that time, he always liked to sit on his mother's lap, and his mother always took care of him as always. Hold yourself in your arms.

Such warm scenes kept appearing in his heart, but what he saw that night was also recalled in his mind.

What a filthy and stinky scene that was, the little emperor never expected that his mother, whom he regarded as a role model, would do such a thing with that damned Earl Redmara!

Originally, although he was very dissatisfied with Earl Redmara in his heart, he didn't hate him as much as he does now. He just felt that the earl had stolen the rights that should belong to him.

But when he saw that scene that night, he wished he could tear Earl Redmara into pieces.

He regarded his "father" Kaffit the Great as a god-like figure, and his mother as the wife of such a figure was already extremely lucky and glorious.

And she actually dared to make a copper xx piece with someone! Earl Redmara dared to covet the wife of a great emperor like his father, he deserved death!

The two emotions flashed alternately in the little emperor's heart, which made him a little hesitant.

After a while, the little emperor finally made up his mind, took a deep breath, and strode into the meeting hall.

When the little emperor walked into the meeting hall,

In an instant, there was an uproar here. The guards of the palace knew him, and no one thought that this kind of thing tonight was actually planned by His Majesty the Emperor.

The soldiers from both sides who were fighting stopped involuntarily. Sir Horn's face changed drastically after seeing the little emperor, and he didn't know how to deal with Gao.

"Carter! You are finally here!" The queen saw the little emperor with dim tears.

"Yes..." The little emperor said in a low voice, "Mother..."

"Tell me, why did you do this?" The queen asked the little emperor angrily.

Facing the queen's questioning, the little emperor didn't speak. He didn't intend to make such a shameful thing known to everyone. It would be a shame to his "father" and himself, including the queen.

The little emperor was silent for a while, and then said: "I want to deal with a sycophant like Earl Redmara! He took control of the government when I was young, and forced everyone in the Merland family to leave me for refuge. Grand Duke Reiner, his perverse actions have aroused public anger within the empire, and he has repeatedly lost foreign wars and signed traitorous treaties!"

"How can I keep such a country moth!" The little emperor became more and more angry, and he would not say anything that really made him intolerable.

Listening to the little emperor's words, Earl Redmara felt extremely bitter in his heart. He had already heard the subtext in the little emperor's words. It was nothing more than the fact that he had held power for too long, which made him feel threatened.

However, as the real father of the little emperor, Count Redmara devoted all his love to him.

Everything he did was to ensure the little emperor's future dominance. He never imagined that what he had done in the eyes of his son would actually make him a greedy and power-hungry emperor.

Earl Redmara looked at the little emperor sadly, but he didn't say any refutation. He didn't intend to reveal the identity of the little emperor to the public, otherwise it would be difficult for him to secure the seat of the emperor.

Earl Redmara suppressed the grief in his heart, stopped the queen from revealing his identity, and said to the little emperor with coaxing eyes: "Then, Your Majesty, what do you want to do with me?"

After listening to Earl Redmara's words, the little emperor looked at him with unkindness in his eyes.

"Of course I want to tear you into pieces!" The little emperor smiled, showing his white teeth, and said, "But after all, I am still merciful, and you will be hanged in the end. This is already a great gift!"

"Hanging..." Earl Redmara closed his eyes calmly, nodded, and said, "Sure enough, you are worthy of being a born emperor. Executing me will quell the anger of the people and win the support of the gentry again. It will also show your benevolence." Heart, very wise choice!"

After hearing this, the little emperor remained silent, narrowed his eyes slightly, put his gaze on Sir Horn, and said, "Sir Horn, do you still want to protect him? I am the emperor of this empire, and this country The supreme ruler of the world! You have to figure out who you give your loyalty to!"

Although the little emperor was only fourteen years old, he was already quite majestic. Sir Horn didn't know what to do with what he said.

"I'll count by dozens! Tell the guards to put down their weapons, and let my people take over my mother, Earl Heradmara! Otherwise, blood will be shed waiting for you!" The little emperor stretched out his hand and said in a cold voice.

He knew that someone had already gone to the barracks outside the city to mobilize the army, and he would only feel that there was a problem if no one went to mobilize the army.

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