LOL: I am a bad prince in Demacia.

at the same time.

Located on the other side of the royal capital, a group of mages led by Silas was heading straight for the palace.

There was no one on the street ahead, and the people who heard the news fled quickly, making the normally bustling and bustling street seem quite eerie at the moment.

Silas walked at the front of the queue, followed closely by hundreds of mages, their bodies shimmering with magic halo, ready to take action at any time.

Liliana said from the side: "We have been preparing for this uprising for a long time, and we still have some cards left. This time everyone is willing to go all out, and we must succeed!"

"Don't worry, we will."

Silas nodded in response.

As the team advanced, a cavalry team gradually appeared at the front of the street, also numbering in the hundreds.

"Masters, let's catch them without mercy!"

The leading knight shouted loudly on the horse. He held a three- to four-meter-long knight's spear in his hand. He was dressed in bright silver armor. The blue cloak behind him was fluttering in the wind. His eyes were majestic and he was impressive.

"Look, what a majestic dress."

Silas turned a blind eye and continued to lead the team forward.

Seeing this, the leading knight no longer hesitated and ordered loudly: "Everyone, charge! Suppress them!"

The next moment, he suddenly rode his horse and launched a charge.

Silas also took the lead in rushing forward, raised his hand and threw out the long iron chain, entangled the spear stabbed by the knight in mid-air.

Then, he suddenly pulled with his hand, and a huge force burst out, pulling the knight directly off the horse.

The knight steadied himself.

So the two sides began to fight on the ground. The knight broke away from the iron chain, swung his weapon up, made a buzzing sound, and then smashed it towards Silas.

Silas dodged sideways, and the knight's spear hit the ground hard, creating a small crater.

At the same time, a powerful force of magic emerged from Silas's hand, knocking the knight away.

The knight stood up quickly, looked at Silas solemnly, and rushed over again without hesitation the next second.

At this time, the two sides were also fighting together.

However, it was obvious that the team led by the knight was no match for the mages, and the battle did not last long before it ended.

A mage looked at the knight who was defeated by Silas and lying in the ruins of the wall unable to get up again. He raised the staff in his hand, which lit up with magic light, and prepared to give him a fatal blow.

The next second, a hand stopped in front.

The mage looked sideways in confusion.

There was no emotion in Silas's black eyes, and then he said in a calm tone: "They are just following orders. Our weapons should be aimed at those in power."

After saying that, he stopped blocking the mage, turned around and continued towards the palace.

The mage looked at his back, put down his staff, and followed.

Behind him, a group of mages continued to follow.

That's right, there is no conflict between them and these guards, and it is not these soldiers who stand up to protect ordinary people in times of crisis who oppress them.

It's the people in power and the demon hunters who, despite their power, act recklessly against them!

Silas moved forward at a speed that was not particularly slow, but not fast either.

His eyes fell on the deserted streets, looking at everything outside the prison with interest.

This is the outside world.

This is the royal capital that he has not seen again for fifteen years.

It seems that a lot has changed.

Bicycles fell down on the street, candied haws dropped in panic and scattered all over the floor, street lamps standing on both sides of the street, and newspapers fluttering in the wind.

Silas stopped in front of a newspaper stall, picked up one of the thick newspapers, and looked up.

I found that this seemed to be a collection version of a picture story. The name of the story was "Dragon Quest", and the cover showed an old mage with a wooden staff.

"These are newspapers, which only emerged in the royal capital in the past half year, as well as those bicycles and street lights."

Seeing that Silas was interested in the newspaper, Liliana said aloud: "Silas, now is not the time for us to stop."

Silas flipped through a few pages at random, nodded slightly, and continued to move towards the palace while reading.

at the same time.

royal palace.

The news of the riot among the mages in the capital has long been reported. Jarvan III urgently held a meeting, and news has spread from many streets.

"Your Majesty, the cavalry are constantly heading to the neighborhoods where mages are causing trouble. This rebellion will be suppressed soon."

A minister reported to Jarvan III.

Although he said this, Jarvan III stood in front of the conference table, his brows still furrowed, and he sighed deeply: "This day will come sooner or later. It is we who have created the current disaster with our own hands."

"Father, you have done a great job."

Jarvan IV stood by and consoled them in a calm voice: "We will suppress this farce soon."

At this time, a guard came from outside and knelt down on one knee: "Report to Your Majesty! A team of mages is coming straight to the palace!"

Upon hearing this, Jiawen IV immediately took the initiative and said, "Father, I will intercept him!"

"please."

Jarvan III nodded and agreed to the move.

Then Jarvan IV quickly left the conference hall.

As Jarvan III continued to issue orders, ministers one after another left in a hurry and devoted their energy to quelling the rebellion.

At this time, Minister Roy said: "Your Majesty, the situation is unclear now. Those mages seem to be coming for you. You should move to the inner room to protect your own safety and wait for His Highness the Fourth to suppress the rebellion. Matters here can be left to the I'll handle it."

His brows were also furrowed. Such a thing had not happened to the king for many years.

Or in, never.

How could a mage of this size set off a rebellion in the capital.

Although the incident happened suddenly and caught people off guard, fortunately there was still room for maneuver.

Upon hearing this, Jiawen III nodded slightly, and under the protection of Xin Zhao, left the conference room and moved to a safe inner room.

The inner space is not small, about the size of a conference hall, with three or four rooms. Sunlight shines in from the windows, and the softness of the light becomes darker from the outside to the inside.

At this time, there were several soldiers guarding the door.

In the room, Jiawen III spoke: "Xin Zhao."

"The minister is here."

Xin Zhao bowed beside him.

Jiawen III ordered: "You and your secret guards, hurry up and help the child quell the rebellion."

Zhao Xin heard this and said: "My duty is to protect your majesty's safety."

Jarvan III stood by the window, looking at the hurriedly marching troops outside: "I am in this impregnable fortress, how can I be in danger? What should be protected at this moment is the people who are suffering in the capital. You know me best. I don’t like to be fickle, so this is an order, Xin Zhao.”

Xin Zhao stood there for a few seconds, and finally lowered his head: "I obey."