Roa didn't buy it and continued, "But didn't you say that those guys might cause trouble behind our backs?"
"I said 'might.' There's a possibility they might do that," the First Prince corrected Roa's words.
Roa shrugged, not dwelling on the issue, and asked, "Since you know they'll cause trouble, why let these people live?"
The First Prince choked, explaining, "We can't do that. It would throw the country into turmoil, and the people would suffer."
The nobles present breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the First Prince's words, nodding in agreement.
In their view, the territory couldn't exist without people like them. Otherwise, who would be able to command them to work?
However, Roa smiled slightly, saying simply, "What? Can't this kingdom function without these nobles?"
The First Prince wanted to nod, but seeing Roa's playful expression, he felt a chill down his spine and knew he couldn't nod now.
He remained silent, watching to see what Roa would say.
"Honestly, I've already considered eliminating your group of nobles. When I saw someone like Darius actually become a noble, I wondered if there was really any need for you nobles to exist," Roa said calmly.
Upon hearing this, the previously quiet crowd became restless.
One slightly overweight old man with a white beard couldn't help but say sarcastically, "So, you mean it wouldn't matter at all even if all of us died?"
Roa looked in the direction of the voice and saw the old man.
Slightly overweight and short, but dressed extravagantly, wearing gold and silver, looking like a nouveau riche.
Roa didn't feel anything about the old man's sarcasm and said casually, "At least, it wouldn't matter if you were gone. There are many capable people in this world. Old thing, if you've been in this position for too long, I wouldn't mind sending you back to farming early."
"You!" The old man was furious, but the moment he met Roa's golden eyes, remembering Roa's tough stance of killing Darius without hesitation, he instantly cowered.
This was a ruthless person, and thinking about what Roa had just said, he seriously suspected that if he said a few harsh words, he might be purged.
Seeing Roa's mocking expression, the old man's hair stood on end, and he immediately became obedient.
The old man snorted and remained silent, following the others.
The nobles who had been on the verge of action were stunned when they saw their leader cower. They exchanged glances and remained silent, imitating the old man's behavior.
The huge hall returned to the previous atmosphere of silence.
The First Prince sighed, understanding these greedy nobles better than anyone else.
They would retreat to the side when something happened, but when it came to benefits, they would run faster than anyone else.
These guys were the type who wouldn't get up early without a profit. It seemed that Roa hadn't pushed them too hard, allowing them to see some hope.
Thinking of this, the First Prince couldn't help but sigh in his heart, feeling a strong sense of foreboding.
However, as everyone remained silent, a middle-aged man in a golden brocade robe pushed open the door and strode into the hall with a menacing aura.
The man looked around at the
The nobles revealed expressions of relief upon seeing the man, as if they had found a pillar of support.
Roa took in everything that was happening below and asked Ariel, who had been slacking off, "Is that your father?"
Ariel nodded, her gaze also on the scene below.
The middle-aged man arrived, standing in the center of the hall, looking up at Ariel, who was sitting comfortably above, and said in a cold voice, "Ariel, how does my throne feel?"
Although he didn't show any expression on his face or shout, everyone knew that he was definitely angry, and very angry.
Ariel's expression remained unchanged, showing no fear. She hadn't been willing to do it before and didn't care about this aspect.
But now that she was on Roa's side, she could only do things well.
Ariel looked at the middle-aged man below and said indifferently, "Father, you're old. It's time to abdicate. This country needs a better ruler. It can't waste all its potential in the hands of a mediocre person."
"You!" The old king's eyes narrowed, and the anger in his eyes almost burned. He stared intently at the girl above.
Ariel acted as if she didn't see the old king's gaze. Her expression was gentle, her lips slightly parted, and she wore a smile. Dressed in gorgeous clothes, the current girl could be described as graceful and luxurious.
The family ties between Royalty were already cold, especially the relationship between Ariel and the old king, which could be described as having nothing in common except for the title of father and daughter.
They were more like strangers than strangers.
The two stared at each other for a long time, one with a smile, the other expressionless.
Finally, the old king shifted his gaze, no longer looking at Ariel.
The old king looked around at the courtiers, but no one dared to stand up and speak for him.
Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to meet the old king's eyes.
The old king's gaze finally rested on Reida. The old woman's complexion was much better than before. Whether it was an illusion or not, the old king felt that her hunched back had straightened up a bit.
The situation was now stronger than him. Although he was still angry, he remained rational.
He really hadn't expected that someone would be so bold as to do this.
To kill Darius in the palace and directly launch a coup.
This was simply disregarding the entire Asura Kingdom.
But this crazy and reckless plan had succeeded.
Everyone was afraid to speak, all intimidated by Roa's power.
The current situation was obvious: Roa was using his power to usurp the throne.
The First Prince and Second Prince were very frustrated, watching the throne that was about to be theirs slip away. How could they not be frustrated?
The king was also very frustrated. What could be more disgusting than being forced to abdicate?
But other than frustration, they couldn't do anything because that's how the world was: the strong prey on the weak.
When a person's power reached a certain level, they had the ability to ignore the rules and do whatever they wanted.
The king's face turned completely gloomy, and his anger could no longer be suppressed. He looked at his two sons and scolded coldly, "Are you just going to watch your throne slip away? Don't you have any ideas? Weren't you fighting fiercely before? Why are you cowering now? You have no ambition at all!"
Faced with the old king's scolding, the two princes remained expressionless and unmoved.
They knew what the old man was planning.
In this situation, the old man himself didn't dare to speak loudly, only scolding them, trying to use this low-level provocation to make them test the waters for him? No way.
Seeing that his two sons intended to play dead, the old king took a deep breath, staring at the two above with a sinister expression.
The king's gaze lingered the longest on Ariel, showing that he really had deep resentment towards her.
Roa watched everything that was happening below with interest. He didn't speak or act, just watching the scene with amusement.
Of the group below, only the old king was speaking. The others were playing dead, afraid of provoking Roa, the god of death.
Finally, the old king turned his gaze to Roa, and the two began their first conversation.
"You killed Darius," the old king said coldly.
"Yes, is there a problem?" Roa said casually.
"You shouldn't have killed him. He was a minister of the country," the old king continued.
"What does it matter to me that he was a minister of the country?"
"I heard that you're also a noble of the kingdom. You shouldn't have done this. If he did something wrong, it should have been handled by the country, not…" The king tried to stand on righteousness to suppress Roa, but Roa laughed at this moment.
He laughed coldly, a mocking smile appearing on the young man's handsome face. Roa interrupted the king's rambling and said directly, "Then guess, will I kill you?"
Ariel, who had been sitting on the throne, couldn't sit still anymore. She grabbed Roa's sleeve and whispered, "You can't kill him, at least not now. Roa, I'm not saying this because he's my father, but killing him at this time would cause a lot of trouble."
Roa remained unmoved, ignoring Ariel.
Ariel was anxious and continued to persuade him.
The old king was amused by Roa's words. He glared at Roa, who was standing above, and could no longer endure it.
He had been holding back his anger since Darius was killed. After being king for so long, this was the first time he was standing in this position, talking to someone above him. This humiliation was unbearable.
He had been patiently trying to reason with him, but now it seemed that Roa was simply fearless and didn't take him, the king, seriously at all.
After so many years of smooth sailing as king, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
The old king couldn't bear it and didn't want to bear it anymore. He directly launched an attack, scolding, "You rebellious and treacherous subjects are plotting to usurp the throne! Ariel is colluding with outsiders, intending to rebel! The crime is confirmed! Everyone, if you don't want to hand over the country that our predecessors built, then join me in killing this traitor!"
His words were high-sounding and righteous.
And in fact, that was indeed the case. Roa's current behavior was indeed a plot to usurp the throne.
However, as soon as the old king finished speaking, Roa waved his hand, and the Water God, who had been silent, drew her sword. The sword was no longer the golden longsword but a standard knight's sword, pointing directly at the old king.
The crowd erupted in an uproar.
No one expected that the Water God, who had always been silent and seemingly neutral, would stand by Roa's side.
This stance was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
The nobles, who were originally restless and had some ideas, became completely honest.
This was not their territory. With private armies and bodyguards, they didn't even have a chance to make a splash in front of Roa.
If they died here, they would truly be dead.
And at this moment, it was time to choose sides.
A minor noble standing at the end spoke directly at this moment: "Everyone, the King reuses treacherous officials! Darius alone has caused so many people to be displaced and countless beautiful families to be torn apart. Yet, because of the King's protection, such a person, if not for a righteous person who stepped forward to kill him, would still be living well!"
The minor noble was emotional, his speech was sonorous, and his words directly placed all the blame on the old King, pointing out the old King's incompetence, and his language was sharp.
The old King was furious upon hearing this, and looked at the minor noble at the end with resentment. He rebuked in a cold voice: "Nonsense! Slandering me in the hall! Guards, execute him!"
However, after the words fell, no one carried out his order.
The old King looked at the guards standing aside, but those guards looked back with blank expressions.
They did not act. Instantly, the old King's heart turned cold.
He looked around the hall. All the faces in the room were familiar, faces that used to be obsequious to him. But at this moment, they were looking at him with pity.
"You, why are you looking at me like that? I am still the King! I am still the King!"
The old King roared. He slammed the scepter symbolizing power heavily on the ground, and the floor tiles were instantly pierced through.
The surrounding nobles were indifferent. Roa looked at the clownish performance of the former King and couldn't help but laugh.
"So, what is your decision?" Roa said with a smile.
The old King turned his head. His face, which was already somewhat wrinkled, became even older at this moment. The King looked at Roa and did not speak. He just said coldly: "Either you kill me, or…"
The old King's words were interrupted by Roa's laughter. The old King's face flushed red, and he was so angry that his heart was pounding.
However, in the next moment, a snow-white long sword was unsheathed. With the blessing of Second stage Moment, it instantly pierced the old King's heart. The snow-white long sword nailed the old King's fat body to the ground.
Ariel's face was pale. Even she felt a little unbelievable at this moment.
She had said many times before, don't kill the old King, don't kill the old King, but Roa still chose to do so.
"This is troublesome." Even with her cultivation, she couldn't help but want to curse. At this moment, her mind was full of this thought.