courier in movie world

Chapter 924 Throne
Mawson's scientific research center is an extremely large manor, surrounded by soldiers handles, except for those with permits, other princes and nobles are not allowed to enter.

And at this time on a training ground.

tom!
Smoke is everywhere.

The diffuse dust blocked the sight of the surrounding audience. When the dust settled, in the middle of the training ground, a tall and handsome young man was pressing a rhinoceros to the ground with one hand.

The furious rhino seemed to have turned into a docile lamb. Its entire head sank into the ground, and its limbs seemed to want to exert strength, but the severe pain from the top of its head could only make it make a miserable cry.

Mo Sen leaned in front of the rhinoceros, and while he was talking, his soul got in touch with the rhinoceros directly.

"Be obedient."

Mawson patted the rhinoceros on the head. The strong animal shook its head and stood up unsteadily.

"Gods above!"

The surrounding soldiers were wearing heavy armor and holding tower shields in their hands, but even so, everyone was fighting with both hands, wishing to turn around and escape.

"How did His Royal Highness do it?"

There was a lot of discussion.

"Is this the power that only gods can possess?"

Mo Sen turned over and rode on the back of the rhinoceros, "Open the door and send craftsmen over to measure the size and equip it with a set of heavy armor."

This rhinoceros was also a gift offered by other kings, but it was taken by Mo Sen.

In the past 10 years, Mo Sen's soul has not left this body. Under the nourishment of soul power, the physical fitness of this body has long surpassed that of normal humans.

Now, it is considered a complete monster level.

Mo Sen had carefully checked that there was no other abnormal energy, just pure physical strength, as if he had become a brand new species.

And this species should be so strong.

"Is the so-called god a person with a relatively high spiritual realm?"

Mo Sen was a little puzzled because he had never noticed this problem before.

Suddenly I remembered the engineer, the only one Mawson knew who had successfully escaped the control of the Transdimensional Express Company and could rise up to resist.

The engineer's real name is Prometheus, he is the original god.

Does this mean that his soul is also very special?

Perhaps this is also the key to his ability to find problems and get out of control.

"It would be great if I had the chance to go back to that world again."

Shaking his head, there were maids around to help Mo Sen clean up the dirt on his body, and then changed him into a clean robe.

Naturally, he didn't like the complicated clothes of the royal family, so he did whatever he could to make himself comfortable, but his actions became unreasonable in the eyes of other nobles.

Coupled with some rumors about Mo Sen in Wangcheng, many people regard Mo Sen as a freak and idiot.

"Get ready, I'm going to the palace to meet my father."

Mawson ordered.

The people around were all taken aback for a moment. Since the completion of this place, His Royal Highness, who is extremely strange in their eyes, has never left this place.

but now?
Although they were puzzled, everyone faithfully carried out the order. Not long after, a group of people carried Mo Sen into the palace.

At this time, in the palace, a fierce quarrel was going on.

The old king was sitting on a chair. He was old enough to be a son, but now he was very old, and he was a bit powerless to manage the country.

The selection of the heir to the empire was imminent. Originally, Salaman was the best candidate, and Nizam was also very good.

But the accident more than 10 years ago not only ruined the most outstanding prince in the kingdom, but the other prince also seemed to become another person.

Indulging in some strange and obscene skills all day long, he is indifferent to national affairs.

Although they had some children with other women later, these two sons are young after all, and according to etiquette, the throne should also be inherited by the elders.

"Your Majesty, the empire has not established a clear successor, and now many nobles from all over the country have raised doubts."

A tall, strong man with a bushy beard said loudly.

He is Mahmoud, the general of the Royal City Guard, and his sister is the mother of the two youngest sons of the King of Persia.

As a newly-rising nobleman, he obviously hoped that his sister's son would inherit the throne no matter whether it was out of selfishness or standpoint.

It wouldn't be long before he became dictator with power over the entire Persian Empire.

"There is no need to discuss this matter anymore. I naturally have my own arrangements."

The old king ended the topic indifferently.

But at this moment, nobles stepped forward one after another.

Some of them are secretly close to Mahmoud, and some are loyal to the old king, but an empire without an heir is a very dangerous thing in itself.

So no matter which prince is appointed as the successor, they don't care much. What they care about is that the empire must have an heir.

Just when the whole hall was noisy, someone was waiting outside to report that Prince Mosen had come to see him.

"Mawson?"

Some people looked confused, their memories still stuck in the Nizam period.

"What is he doing here?"

"Didn't you hide in the manor and play mud with a bunch of jugglers?"

In Persia during this period, although the king was the center of power, there were countless nobles under his command. These nobles held military power and often lacked respect for the king.

Not to mention a rumored crazy prince.

The old king also frowned.

He knew that his son was not an idiot, but at the same time, this son had always shown that he had no idea about the throne or power. As time went by, he just let it go.

But today...

After hesitating for a moment, he still nodded and asked Mo Sen to lead him into the hall.

Mo Sen went straight to the king, and after paying his respects, he said directly, "Father, if I want to inherit the throne, what should I do?"

As soon as Mo Sen finished speaking, needles could be heard in the entire hall, and then burst into sky-high laughter.

"Haha, His Royal Highness is really direct."

"No military experience, no outstanding administrative skills..." A veteran nobleman shook his head.

The old king was also slightly taken aback.

He sighed, does his son want to be king now?
It's too late.

But at this moment, Mo Sen pulled out a map, "In 10 days, capture 4 cities."

"Is it enough?"

Looking at the place marked on the map, everyone was silent this time, and they all looked at Mo Sen with the eyes of a madman.

"So he was such an idiot."

Although Persia was powerful at this time, it was far from the point where it would sweep all the countries and dominate the world.

On the map, there are deep contradictions between the countries marked by Mawson and Persia, which have been fighting for more than ten years.

But right now, Mo Sen has said that he will capture 10 countries within 4 days.

This is no different from an idiot's dream.

"You agree?"

Mo Sen spoke again, but this time no one said anything, because all the nobles felt that talking to a lunatic would be degrading their status.

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