Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong

Chapter 1563 - 1563 904 The Down-and-Out Prince and the

Chapter 1563: Chapter 904: The Down-and-Out Prince and the Lord’s Arrangement_1 Chapter 1563: Chapter 904: The Down-and-Out Prince and the Lord’s Arrangement_1 “You dare turn against me on the battlefield?!”

Upon hearing the murderous words of the Fourth Prince, the Great Prince’s hand gripping his longsword began to tremble uncontrollably. His face was filled with panic and dismay.

His grey eyes darted around in desperation, sending a mix of fury and a hint of pleading looks towards the traditional nobles who once swore loyalty to him, trying to make them rethink their betrayal.

Never in his wildest dreams did the Great Prince imagine that these traditional nobles, who had once kowtowed and flattered him, would one day point their weapons at him!

However, the response the Great Prince received was only indifference and disdain.

Those traditional nobles standing behind the Fourth Prince did not bother to look directly at their former master. Instead, they regarded him like a stranger and an enemy, their eyes filled with coldness and killing intent.

“Mr. Sharples, why have you betrayed me?”

In desperation, the Great Prince frantically questioned the elderly noble who had acted first: “I have treated you sincerely, why have you repaid kindness with vengeance?!”

“Your Highness, do you really not understand?”

With the approval of the Fourth Prince, the elderly Sharples stepped forward and coldly replied to the Great Prince.

“Civilians are the foundation of the kingdom, yet as a potential heir to the throne, you chose to ignore the disaster in the Northern Territory to guard against the Third Princess, allowing those starving people to fend for themselves.”

“You should know that for centuries, the reason we nobles have been able to defy the Heroic King’s abolition of slavery and continue to enslave the common people is because successive Coldflame monarchs have had to mediate, giving the lowly commoners a glimmer of hope, preventing them from rebelling and causing the kingdom to collapse from within.”

“If someone like you, who doesn’t even consider these things, ascends to the throne, the Coldflame Kingdom will inevitably be destroyed by your hands!”

Sharples glanced at the Great Prince and continued, “In contrast, the Fourth Prince has long established the image of a wise ruler, boasting exceptional prestige among the free farmers and new citizens, a stark contrast to your brutal and incompetent self. That is the difference between you two!”

“That’s right, unlike you privileged nobles, I grew up among the common folk, so I understand what they need the most.”

It seemed that the Fourth Prince appreciated Sharples’ words. As he toyed with the longsword in his hand, he leisurely said, “If you give them a phantom hope, it will be enough for them to willingly serve as slaves for generations, used to the bone.”

“Mr. Sharples, nothing is set in stone like a rushing river. I can change! If this bastard can do it, I can do it even better!”

The Great Prince had not yet given up on his last hope, his gray eyes wide with urgency: “As long as you all choose to serve me again, I can become a wise ruler too!”

Upon hearing the Great Prince’s plea, the traditional nobles, including Sharples, all sneered with disdain.

Sharples glanced at the Great Prince again and scoffed, “Your Highness, haven’t you figured out your current situation yet? You’re doomed to fail in this battle for the throne, with no hope of turning the tide. The Fourth Prince will step on your head and ascend the Coldflame Throne!”

“No, as long as you all stand by me, I have not failed!”

Despite the cold stares from the traditional nobles, the Great Prince still refused to give up. He pleaded hysterically, “Come back! Only I can grant you unparalleled glory and wealth!”

“My dear elder brother, you are truly pathetic.”

Looking at the Great Prince’s desperate appearance, the Fourth Prince teasingly said, “Your stupidity is truly staggering. Mr. Sharples and the others did not simply betray you on the battlefield. Otherwise, how could I have arrived here unnoticed?”

“You vile, illegitimate child… Mr. Sharples, you and your treacherous scoundrels!”

Upon hearing this, even the slow-witted Great Prince had finally understood the situation.

This was clearly a long-planned conspiracy, like an undercurrent beneath a calm sea, which would suddenly erupt and engulf ships when they least expect it, swallowing them in its whirlpool.

As fury surged within him, knowing that the situation was irreversible, the Great Prince’s face contorted with rage as he coldly said to the Fourth Prince, “You bastard, don’t think this is the end. Even in death, I’ll take a piece of your skin with me!”

“My foolish elder brother, you are nothing more than a lone dewdrop about to be dried by the sun. What can you possibly do?”

At the Great Prince’s threat, the Fourth Prince burst into laughter and said contemptuously, “Competing with a waste like you is truly an unfulfilling experience.”

As the Fourth Prince finished speaking, the other nobles present also laughed heartily, looking scornfully at the Great Prince.

“I am a descendant of His Majesty the Heroic King, carrying the noble blood of the Heroic King. Do you insignificant ants dare to laugh at me like this?”

As he was met with ridicule and indifference, the Great Prince flushed with anger while tightly gripping his wide-blade sword, seemingly prepared to fight to the death.

“My brother, who is more foolish than anyone else, don’t be so conceited.”

The Fourth Prince laughed even louder, pointing at the Great Prince without restraint, “All you inherited was the Heroic King’s appearance. How are you any different from an embroidered pillow?”

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