Chapter 961 Hair Color Mystery
Chapter 961 Hair Color Mystery
Look at me! Look at what I said!
After hearing the report from the attendant, the fourth prince Vernon turned pale and looked towards the door in doubt. The old king slumped back on his throne with dejected eyes, as if he had just lost a son, and the fourth and stupid son at that.
The perverted prince who had a fetish for collecting princesses actually bundled up and tied up all three of his daughters who were in the top ten in the line of succession. This was no longer a case of him coming with bad intentions, he was coming directly to force the emperor to abdicate!
Judging from the information in those files, this bastard might be stirring up trouble in the nine western countries while also setting his sights on the territories in the east, preparing to use his own Kingdom of East Karaven as a springboard to gradually interfere in the affairs of the three eastern countries.
If he was just an ordinary ambitious person, it wouldn't matter. The worst that could happen would be a war between the two countries. But he happens to hold a high position in the Cleanup Bureau and can influence the decisions of the top brass of the Cleanup Bureau. Moreover, it is said that he has a very, extremely, and particularly cruel personality!
He had spent a lot of money and resources to win over those cleaners in the Aries Branch. They had participated in the promotion assessment with him and witnessed the methods of Prince Leon. Now, they could not help but shudder even when they just heard his name. His arrogance and cruelty were evident!
Facing this kind of crazy and extreme lunatic who possesses absolute force, any resistance I make is probably meaningless and may even arouse his brutal nature, so...
Give him whatever he wants! Now he has the bigger fist, so he is fair!
After glancing at Prince Vernon, who suddenly turned pale after realizing the seriousness of the situation, the old king closed his eyes in despair and waved his hands weakly, saying:
"Please...please invite Prince Leon in!"
……
Hmm...why does the atmosphere here feel a little weird?
After entering the inner hall with the three princesses who were "invited" half-forced, Lyon frowned in confusion when he saw the old king and his son looking heartbroken, but he soon felt relieved.
It took our director less than sixty minutes to boast about all the ancestors of the Kingdom of Sikalevin that had been accumulated over six thousand years. His expression was just a little ugly, instead of pounding his chest and crying loudly, which was considered to be quite strong.
"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Vernon."
As an important accomplice who had insulted someone else's ancestors, Leon, who felt somewhat guilty, could not help but take the initiative to greet him, and then he explained with sincerity in his eyes:
"I'm sorry about what happened in the Deep Sanctuary, but whether you two believe it or not, I didn't do it. I was just a victim who happened to be taken there.
Your Majesty, I came here for two reasons. One is to find out the cause of the low-grade fever that is spreading all over the world, and the other is to find out why Olivia...Miss left without saying goodbye. I have no motive to do such a thing."
"..."
"..."
This person... seems quite polite?
Seeing that Leon, who clearly possessed absolute military power but still took the initiative to salute them and patiently explained his purpose, the king and his son could not help but look at each other and saw a glimmer of hope in each other's eyes.
Since the Prince of Lyon behaved very kindly, is it possible that this was just a misunderstanding? He was not planning to force the emperor to abdicate, but just kidnapped my three daughters/sisters on a whim...
amount……
Looking at the three princesses strung together with hemp ropes with their hands tied and suspicious cloth stuffed in their mouths behind Leon, the old king and his son just calmed down a little, but immediately died obediently again.
Judging from the way he kidnapped people, it couldn't be a misunderstanding!
"Well... I have to make up my mind in this emergency. Sorry."
Realizing that his methods were indeed a bit rough, Leon couldn't help but loosen the rope in his hand, apologized to the three frightened princesses, and then explained with a slightly embarrassed look:
"I asked these princes to come here because I found some problems with the low-grade fever and wanted to ask them to help explain it, but...the princes were not very cooperative, and the low-grade fever was of great importance, so I had no choice but to offend them."
Low-grade fever? Aren't you asking me to abdicate? After listening to Leon's explanation, the old king couldn't help but blink. Then, like Popeye who had eaten spinach, he was filled with tremendous energy. He stood up from the throne and asked with a burning look:
"You brought them here to deal with the low-grade fever?"
"correct."
Leon couldn't help but blink when he heard this, and then asked back with a puzzled look:
"What's wrong with this?"
"No, no! It's just a mild fever! It's just a mild fever! Um... I mean, this matter is really important!"
Seeing that the situation had turned around and did not develop in the worst direction, the expressions on the faces of the old king and his son suddenly relaxed. They ignored the fugitive identity of a certain Prince of Lyon and enthusiastically asked people to bring chairs and coffee tables, and even brought a pot of fragrant black tea.
"You speak, we listen!"
"it is good……"
After declining the tea poured by Prince Vernon, Leon, who was somewhat puzzled, suppressed his doubts and asked the three princesses who had regained their freedom to arrange themselves in order of succession. After thinking for a while, he also added Prince Vernon and asked:
"Your Majesty, do you see the difference between them?"
the difference?
The old king, who had just recovered from the surprise of not having to abdicate, looked carefully at his children after hearing this, and then said uncertainly:
"The difference you're talking about...is it the hair?"
"Correct."
After nodding his head in approval of the old king's result, Leon pointed at several princes and princesses and explained seriously:
"If the order of succession of the several princes is arranged from left to right, they are second, fourth, seventh, and tenth. Princess Ambese, who is second in line, still has pure white hair with almost no black hair visible. However, His Highness Vernon, who is fourth in line, already has black hair more than a finger wide on his head.
As for Princess Ariel, who is ranked seventh in the line, and Princess Tristana, who is ranked tenth in the line, one eighth of their hair has turned black. "
"This……"
After looking at the color of his children's hair and finding that the situation was indeed as Leon said, the old king suddenly tensed up and asked with some doubt:
"Could it be that the change in hair color caused by this low-grade fever is related to the order of succession?"
"Yes, but to be more precise, it is related to the strength of each person's 'bloodline'."
After recalling the fact that the director had white hair without any other colors, Leon raised his finger and pointed at the white hair on his head, which was more than a finger wide. Then he frowned and said:
"If I'm not mistaken, the essence of this low-grade fever that is spreading throughout the world is actually a plunder specifically targeting bloodlines!"
(End of this chapter)