As King Charles turned around, the smirk on his face was what Edickart remembered.

"I'll definitely kill him with my two hands!"

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Swing! Swish!

"Ack!"

Another knight down as the Crown Prince strongly builds his resolve.

"Tsk…! These foolish knights don't really know who to put their loyalty to…!" Allan said as he swung his sword that had blood raining down on its tip.

As Edickart heard Allan's thoughtless mumbles, he knew what he needed to do as the Crown Prince.

When Edickart saw that only a handful of the king's knights were left, he whispered to Allan that he would head first to follow the sly fox that fled.

Allan gave a slight nod and began to give assistance to Edickart to give way.

The Crown Prince immediately leaves the scene, evading the knights that were in the way inside the secret pathway.

"See you outside…" Edickart said to Allan.

They decided that it was the best course of action if they don't want the King to flee further and gain support from the nobles.

It would put him in a position that would be dangerous not only for him but also for the citizens of the Levingstone kingdom.

Allan silently steps back to give himself a minute to gain momentum and… whoosh!

Allan swung his sword so precise that the Knights were hit in their vital spot and died on the spot.

The Royal Knights who saw that Allan only swung his sword one time had killed three men in a flash. Their eyes didn't seem to believe what just happened.

And as if Allan can hear their thoughts, he started to talk like he was answering them.

"Haa…. because the Crown Prince was with me, I have to be more careful at swinging my sword. And now that he's not here… I can finally stretch some of my muscle."

The knights that were left behind saw the dangerous glint in the sunset eyes of the heir to the Dukedom of the Emsworth.

Unconsciously all of them except for Allan gulped down.

***

"King Charles!!!!"

The Crown Prince shouted the name of the man he hated the most in his life. The back of King Charles that was running not long ago, put to a stop when he heard the familiar voice.

"You're really persistent aren't you…?" King Charles said as he turned around and faced his son.

"Your Majesty, it's dangerous… please step back." The loyal Knight said as he pointed his sword to the person who started the rebellion, the Crown Prince Edicakart.

However, Edickart ignored him and only glared at the man who was the real perpetrator of his mother's death.

"How dare you kill mother… you!!!! If not for her, you wouldn't even be crowned the King! You own my mother everything!!!"

As if King Charles heard the most ridiculous thing, he started to laugh like a madman!

"You think that I would be thankful for your mother?! That woman only wants status and power and said that she will brace herself with everything that could happen once she became the Queen"

"She already knew what her role was and … she knows what will happen to herself if she becomes the Queen and your greedy mother still grabs that opportunity to become the most powerful woman in this kingdom. And her decision was the result of today's event… you also know it, right?!"

"What?!"

"Heh… so you don't know anything about your mother and assume that it was all my fault, isn't it?"

"What the hell are you talking about?! You were the one who told the present queen to kill my mother! You told that mistress of yours to do your own bidding because my mother was getting more influence than you… You, who has an inferiority complex to his older brother!"

Edickart didn't care about anything anymore. He wanted to tell everything… every sin that his father has done to his mother that he kept within himself for the last decade.

He wanted it to be out in the open, to slap it on the King's face that the decisions that he made were the result of the actions that Edickart has done now.

King Charles then steps forward for the knight that was protecting him, as if he wants to face the Crown Prince to also tell him about his mother's sin.

"You think that I did that on a whim?"

"Don't make me laugh! It was because your an egoistic man who needed to feed your ego... that was why you decided to kill my mother when you know that the senate favors her more than you, the incompetent king!"

The veins in the King's head were seen vividly down to his neck. His face was looking more like a bull that was out of its cage for the first time.

The Crown Prince smirked as he saw the mad looked in his eyes.

"You… You imbecile! You don't even know your place!"

"I already know where my place is… and that's the throne for me to take!"

"Let's see about that!"

King Charles with his anger rising upon a height didn't need to hesitate with his decision and he took the sword of the knight beside him as the Crown Prince made his move in a flash.

Before they realized, the battle had started and their sovereign was now fighting with his son.

The knights didn't know what to do but to stand there and take a stance as the King deliberately signaled them to wait for the opportunity to strike the traitorous Prince.

Sharp loud noise was heard in the vicinity as the clash of their swords made contact.

Swish!

Swoosh!

Clang! Ting!

King Charles who had more experience than the Prince saw the irritation in his every move that made an opportunity for him to attack the Prince.

Swish!

"Ugh…"

The King smirked when the Prince was taken aback and promptly made distance from him.

"I told you… it's still early to think that you could take what's mine…"

Blood trickles down from the Prince's arm.

"The next one would be your head…"

The King rushly launch an attack while Edickart was still in a moment of daze.

Bombarded by the attack, Edickart could see that the King was not someone he could underestimate.

"Even if your incompetent as a king, you still have some skill… I see."

"You cocky brat.."

Edickart knew that he was riled up purposely earlier and he was so stupid to get

This time, Edickart was the one to assault King Charles with simultaneous attack. He swings his sword back and forth.

He thrust his sword with the intention to hit him in his vitals. Edickart has resolved himself to kill the King with his own hands today.

The battle between the King and the head of the rebellion, Prince Edickart intensifies and bombards the attack that he gives to his father.

While the fight continues, Allan finishes cleaning up the people that were hindering their plan.

His steps lead him to where the Crown Prince and the King is. Specifically, because of the sound, he just needs to follow it and before he knew it, the sight of the King whining in pain was what welcomed him.

"Heh… look at you now."

Allan heard Edickart taunt the King. And his sunste eyes darted back to the crouching King.

"You… H-how dare you do this to me?! I am the K-king of the Le-vingstone!"

The King coughs up blood.

Allan squinted his eyes to see the reaction of Edickart.

All he could do was to sigh and look at the man who was once the most respected in the Kingdom.

The blood of the royalty was dripping down like a leak from a roof whilst raining hard. Allan scanned the surrounding area and saw that the knights that accompanied the King earlier were also lifeless and lying down on the cold floor.

Allan thought that what's best was to keep quiet and watch.

The sword was raised and Edickart was ready to become the executioner. However, Allan steps forward with a sigh.

The King saw him and with a desperate face he gave Allan an order.

"Son of Duke Emsworth… I'll give you anything, just kill this rotten bastard right now!"

Edickart looked at Allan, his sword was still raised and was ready any moment to strike down.

"What are you doing?! I'll give you whatever you want! I'll even dismiss your treacherous act of siding with this bastard just… kill him and protect me!"

Right now, Allan and Ediuckart were looking at King Charles who was desperately trying to still cling to the position and that he was so blinded that he can't see that this was now the end of his reign.

Disgusted by his words. Allan looked down at the King and extended his hand towards Edickart.

Looking down, Edickart knew what was the gesture for.

"Give me this last shot, your highness… I also need to relinquish my anger."

"What did you say?! Ba-bastard! You re-really are as stupid as your father! This is the reason why y-your mother needed to step in… and was killed because of your foolish father!"

Edickart froze for a moment and looked at the direction of Allan, he could only observe the cold aura that he was extruding.

'Does the King know the reason why the Duchess needs to die that day?' Edickart thought for a moment.

Though it didn't last for long because Allan turned his head to his direction and with a nonchalant expression he said...

"You don't need to dirty your own hands… let me do the honor, your highness."

Sighing… Edickart realized and knew why Allan insisted on doing it.

He handed the sword without hesitating anymore. Edickart thought that he already released some of his anger and hate to the King.

'He's someone who needed it the most…' Edickart thought.

Swing!

"You…! You!!! I'll-"

Swish!

Thud!

Silence crept in as the sword hung from Allan's hand was covered in blood.

"I guess this is it, your highness…"

"Yes…"