The eminence of a true king

"Compared to that, Earl, can you tell me why you weren't willing to help this girl treat her mother due to insufficient treatment fees, but now you are willing."

"Uh, this, this..."

The ugly count continued rubbing his hands and looking at Leon with a smile. Of course, he was undoubtedly cursing in his heart.

"There are many complicated reasons for this. Your Highness is still a child. You will understand when you grow up."

"You think I'm stupid? You pig."

"How would I dare!? But His Highness suddenly visited my territory without informing me in advance. Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

Its meaning was obvious. As long as Leon did not interfere in this matter, he would not tell His Majesty that the two of them had invaded his territory.

However, Len sneered.

"Is there anything in the world that isn't real land? I can go wherever I want! Why do I need to inform you? Who do you think you are?"

"Your Majesty, I can't pretend I didn't hear what you said. I am Count Branden. My ancestors made great achievements in battle. I am a descendant of that hero and a noble!"

"And I am Prince Leon Fol Palletia of the royal family!!!"

Leon roared, and suddenly a great pressure appeared in his body, as if there was an invisible dragon, roaring as he spoke.

With the exception of Anis, everyone present unconsciously knelt, lowering their heads and not daring to look directly at the black prince.

Between the two skills that Dvalin brought to him, Mo Ge prefers "Dragon Power" to the powerful "Eye of the Wind King".

Turn your emotions into aura and exert psychological pressure on those around you.

[A/N: Ehem- Conqueror's Haki- Ehem!]

At this moment, everyone was extremely shocked. They fell to their knees, startled by the loud scream of a young boy. How majestic this was!

"In my eyes, nobility is not based on that person's blood, but on the great achievements he or she has achieved."

"Hundreds of years ago, Earl Brandon, your ancestor once broke through the enemy army single-handedly and was able to take the head of the enemy general among tens of thousands of enemy troops. He was truly a hero without a doubt."

"But what about you? If I give you a spear now, can you perform the same great deeds as your ancestors? No, you cannot. That hero's noble blood has been tainted by his incompetent descendants."

Every word Leon said was like a heavy hammer, slamming into everyone's hearts. Everyone was more shocked than moved.

Is that really what a teenager can say? Is this the child who inherited the king's bloodline? So extraordinary at such a young age!

"You really make me sick. Why did the royal family give territory to someone like you? How can an idiot like you own this land?"

Leon walked towards him step by step, and with each step the count trembled and retreated, like a mouse cornered by a lion.

Finally, the Prince approached him and spoke at a volume that only the Count could hear.

"I'll take away your noble title and your lands if you're fucking incompetent, and the Royal family will take back this territory, and then let capable people take over the leadership."

"!!!"

These words were like a bucket of cold water dumped on the count. He was obviously wearing a warm fleece jacket, but at that moment he was as cold as if he was in a world of ice and snow.

To say what the most feared thing for a noble is, there is no doubt that taking away their title and territory. The Ugly Count's spirit instantly exceeded the critical point and he screamed like a madman.

"No! Absolutely not! I don't agree! Guards! Guards! Get them all! Get them all! This is my territory, and what I say is the law here!"

"Do you want to attack the royal family?"

"Hahaha! Yes! But that's your highness, the prince you forced me to do! No one can take away my land or my power! No one can even think about it. In my land, I am the law!"

The count said fiercely and fiercely, and the anxious mouse tried to bite the lion's neck.

He is indeed incompetent and despicable, ugly and greedy for money, lecherous and lazy. It can be said that he has all the characteristics of a bad noble.

But precisely because he had been a nobleman for so long, the count understood a truth.

In other words, there are only two types of people in this world.

Those in power and those who are not.

He has already enjoyed the beauty that power brings, like poisonous wine. Even though he knows he can't stop drinking it, he will never let it go.

Now, if anyone wants to take away his power, even if he is from the royal family, he will raise the banner of rebellion with his fat, greasy hands!

But.

"Hmph~ Are you using the only blood you inherited from your ancestors to protect your own privileges? It's wasteful and stupid. You're worse than I thought"

Leon said coldly. He looked at the bewildered guards around him and suddenly spoke.

"I give this order in the name of the second prince of Palettia, Leon Fol Palettia. Now obey my order and put an end to this stupid count!"

"This, this..."

"Prince..."

"Who should I listen to..."

The guards were hesitant and panicked, not knowing what orders to follow. The ugly count had a distorted expression, stamping his feet hard and shouting.

"What are you losers doing! I'm the noble who hired you! You're all my pawns, of course you listen to me!"

"..."

The guards frowned slightly and were extremely shaken, while Leon crossed his shoulders and said blankly.

"Think about it, if you offend him, you will only be offending a noble who is about to die one way or another, but if you are my enemy... you will be an enemy of the entire kingdom."

"!!!"xN

As soon as these words came out, the hairs on the guards' bodies suddenly stood on end. The prince's cold purple eyes seemed to be looking straight into his soul.

"I obey! His Highness the Prince!" xN

The guards shouted in unison, turned around and pointed the spears in their hands at the count. Seeing this scene, the count also fell to the ground in despair.

The word power remained in his mind, making him spit out blood. At this moment, he understood that what crushed the power he was proud of was just a greater power.

Leon turned around.

This man was no longer worthy of her attention, and her resistance now was just foolishness. In the final analysis, the count's power and land were given by the royal family.

"Come on let's save your mother."

"His Royal Highness…"

Leon reached out to the stunned Ningguang.

(End of chapter)