As the moon began to set in the west, Goron Wimbledon saw the outline of the walls of the royal capital looming in the night.

After months, it's finally back, he thought. The fatigue of the long journey suddenly disappeared, but he remained vigilant, reined in his mount under his hip, and motioned for his deputy to go and inquire about the situation.

If the plan hadn't changed, Master Aung would have replaced the guards defending the city with his cronies, and lowered the drawbridge at the side door after the deputy signaled.

He stared ahead with wide eyes, lest he miss the faint light of the fire.

The wait was not long, but Goron felt as if time had frozen, and when his eyelids were sour, he finally saw a flicker in the distance—two below the walls, three above it, just as had been planned. He let out a long breath and waved his men forward.

In this way, he is only one step away from the throne.

Goron rode through the side gate of the wall, and his deputy walked side by side with him.

He was followed by more than twenty cavalrymen, all of whom did not say a word, tugging at the reins and controlling their mounts to move slowly.

The material of the walls of the Grey Fort Royal Capital was taken from the Falling Dragon Ridge, a gray-brown stone that glowed a dark red sheen under the torches, as if it had been soaked in blood. The entire wall was twenty feet wide, and more than 1,000 laborers, slaves, and stonemasons died on the construction site to build this immortal wall.

The impregnable wall, which could not be overcome by an army of 10,000 people, is now easily crossed by himself, and Goron thinks that any loophole starts from within. For some reason, he remembered the New Holy City, and if the seemingly more magnificent and impregnable walls would also be breached from within?

"Your Highness, I have been waiting for you for a long time. "Passing through the city gate, Master Ang and his team were waiting by the gate. Seeing Goron appear, the bachelor hurriedly turned over and dismounted, bowed and saluted.

Goron put aside his distracting thoughts, probably because he was too excited and couldn't help but think wildly, "You did a good job, have the guards of the palace been replaced?"

"Back to Your Highness, there was a bit of an accident in the plan, the Silver Hand Knight, who had already promised to serve you, was transferred to the south three days ago, and now he only has time to change the guards of the dormitory. ”

Goron frowned, which meant that it was impossible for him to bring all the twenty-odd people into the palace. The guards won't stop themselves, but they won't let so many heavily armed people enter the royal lands.

"That's it, as long as two of the people in the dormitory follow me, and the rest guard the door, so that outsiders don't come in and disturb me," he hesitated for a moment before making up his mind, and although the plan had changed, the situation was still under control. My father's guards would stay overnight in the outer chambers, and if someone could hold them back for a moment, he would be sure to cut them down by his sword.

Entering the inner city, it was as if everything was back to the way it had been. Even though it was night, he could still make out every street. This is his turf, no doubt about it. Everyone jumped off their horses and marched quickly towards the palace, and when they reached the door, more than twenty people scattered according to the new plan and lurked outside the palace. As Master Ang said, although the doorman was surprised why the prince had returned to the royal capital at night, when Goron lied that something important was behind him, he still opened the door and let him in.

After all, he is the eldest son of the King of the Grey Keep and de jure first heir.

The prince and the awn walked through the gardens and the main hall, and beyond that, the castle was where Wimbledon III lived. The bachelor raised the torch in his hand and shook it from side to side, and immediately a guard came out of the shadows and knelt down on one knee to the two of them, "Your Highness, please come with me." ”

Goron sniffed, he smelled blood.

Didn't he say that all the guards in the palace had been replaced? He looked at the guard by the light of the fire, and it was indeed someone he knew—a knight under the count who supported him on the throne. It reassured him a little.

"Why, someone got into the castle?"

"Back to Your Highness, Your Majesty summoned the maid in the evening, and when she came out, she saw our exchange," replied, "rest assured, we have taken care of it." ”

My father hadn't touched a woman in a long time - since my mother died. Goron was a little surprised, but now was not the time to dwell on such a trivial matter, he nodded, didn't say anything more, and followed the guards into the castle, and the others followed.

For Goron, this castle can be walked from beginning to end with his eyes closed. He has lived here for more than 20 years, and he knows exactly where there are secret passages and secret doors. However, the purpose of his trip was to persuade his father to pass on the throne to him, and there was no point in sneaking into the palace, he had to deal with the guards stationed outside, so that his father could fully understand his situation, and then he could sit down and talk seriously about the ownership of the inheritance.

If you can't convince him......

Goron Wimbledon took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to signal everyone to stop, and drew his two-handed greatsword behind his back.

The bronze gate at the end of the corridor is the only entrance to the dormitory, behind which is the outer chamber and the last line of defense in front of the dormitory, where two or three guards are usually stationed to protect His Majesty in the event of an accident.

Goron pushed the door open a small slit, then slammed his shoulders and quickly scurried into the room, raising his sword in a striking gesture - but there was no one in the outer room. At the same time, a strong smell of blood came to my nose.

An ominous premonition flashed in his heart, and he ran directly towards the dormitory.

Then Goron saw a scene of disbelief.

Wimbledon III sat at the head of the bed in his dressing gown, his upper body reclining on a pillow, his robe open, a sword hilt stuck in his chest, blood dripping down his bulging belly, soaking the quilt.

Standing next to my father was his younger brother, Tyfeco Wimbleton.

"How...... How could it be?" Goron froze in place.

"Like you, brother," Tifeko sighed, "I didn't want to do that. ”

He clapped his hands, and a group of ironclad warriors quickly poured in behind the door, surrounding the eldest prince, "This is a chess game, I originally wanted to finish according to the rules." Brother, do you know? Third sister, she didn't plan to play this game of chess from the beginning, of course...... You too. Otherwise, how could he hear the astrological prophecy of Master Ang and go all the way to the royal city. Seriously, if you don't come, I'm really helpless. ”

"Bachelor!"

He gritted his teeth and looked back, and Master Ang took a step back, spread his hands, and said, "I didn't lie to you, "The Apocalypse Star is leaving the blazing sun", which means that the pathfinder has deviated from the right path, but it also has the meaning of falling. ”

Now it is perfectly clear to Goron that from the very beginning, he has fallen into an elaborate trap. The smell of blood at the gate of the castle was probably not left by some maids, and so was the argument that the knight with the silver hand had been transferred. But what made him desperate the most was that Bachelor Ang, who had taken care of him for more than ten years and taught him to read and write since he was a child, finally chose the second prince - just like his father.

"Tyfeco Wimbuton, the same son, but he has devoted so much effort to you, dividing the best territory to you, but you were the first to bite him! You are simply a devil from hell!"

A hint of anger flashed in Tifeko's eyes, but quickly vanished, "Do you really think so, dear brother, if this trip fails to convince him to inherit the throne to you, are you really going to stop there? ”