Lord: More Children, More Blessings, Build A Family Of Gods

Lance Palace, banquet hall.

Servants of the palace are preparing various exquisite foods and high-end drinks needed for the banquet.

After everything is ready.

The high-ranking nobles who received the royal invitation begin to enter.

Soon.

The hall becomes lively.

According to their titles and relationships, hundreds of nobles form small circles.

They gather together to chat and pass the time.

Waiting for the banquet to begin.

Even Rennes is no exception.

Sitting in the front seat of the banquet, Rennes is surrounded by seven or eight counts and dukes.

These people are his fathers-in-law.

A few days ago, the seven noble women he married were from these families.

He can ignore other high-ranking nobles who want to establish connections.

But he still needs to give face to his father-in-law.

An hour later.

All the guests have arrived.

An old man wearing a crown and holding a scepter walked in with a group of people.

The figures of the Crown Prince and the Third Prince are also among them.

Obviously, this person is the King of Lance.

As the top noble of the Kingdom of Lance.

Due to the rapid rise of the 12th, Rennes is seeing the appearance of the King of Lance for the first time.

Curiously, he took a look.

There is nothing special about his appearance, just an ordinary old man with gray hair.

But his temperament is something that cannot be ignored.

Perhaps it is because he has been in power for a long time.

This old man exudes the aura of a ruler from head to toe.

Combined with the crown and scepter representing supreme royal authority.

He looks very majestic.

While Rennes was secretly observing.

The king, along with several princes and the protagonist of this banquet, Duke Norman, sat down in the top seat of the banquet hall.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

After everyone bowed to the king.

King Lance began his opening speech with a smile:

"Welcome, everyone, to the palace, to participate in this royal celebration banquet..."

"Duke Norman's successful promotion to Sky Knight has made our Kingdom of Lance increasingly powerful."

After speaking for about ten minutes, the old king finally stopped.

The royal banquet officially began.

The royal orchestra, located in the corner of the banquet hall, started playing soothing and pleasant music.

Elegant and noble ladies appeared one by one, adding color to the banquet.

All the nobles enjoyed fine wine and delicacies, holding their wine glasses, toasting and greeting the main characters of this banquet - the king and Duke Norman.

As time passed, the atmosphere of the banquet gradually reached its peak.

Just as the king mingled with many high-ranking nobles in the banquet hall...

Inside a palace in the royal palace.

Dozens of black-robed figures gathered here, plotting a major event.

The leader was Prince Ruggus, the tenth prince.

"How is the arrangement I mentioned earlier? Is everything prepared?" Ruggus asked solemnly to the black-robed figures around him.

"Everything is ready," the black-robed figure standing at the front answered.

Under the black robe, a face resembling a demon could vaguely be seen.

It was covered in red scars.

As if it had been burned by intense fire.

"Since that's the case, let's start the operation according to the plan."

"Remember, no one in the banquet hall should be let go."

Upon hearing this, Ruggus took a deep breath and gave the order.

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell...

These black-robed figures turned into a blaze and disappeared.

"Father, don't blame me!"

"I don't want to either."

Seeing all his subordinates leave, Ruggus looked towards the direction of the banquet hall, his eyes flashing with a hint of complexity.

He no longer had any other path to take.

Although in the eyes of others, he was the tenth prince favored by the king, a strong contender for the throne.

But does he himself not understand the actual situation?

He was born too late.

Most of the nobles have already pledged their allegiance to the Crown Prince and the Third Prince.

The space for his development is extremely limited.

Even if he has worked hard for many years.

His power and strength are far inferior to his older brother and third brother.

In this situation.

The probability of him obtaining the throne through normal means is undoubtedly very slim.

And if those two brothers successfully ascend to the throne.

It would be a devastating blow to him.

Regardless of which person ascends, they will not let him, a threat, go unchecked.

By then.

His best outcome would probably be to relinquish all power and become a figurehead duke without territory or real authority, kept by the royal family.

But that is something he absolutely cannot accept.

Therefore.

He can only take the risk of using some unconventional methods to seize the throne.

After pondering for a moment.

The complexity in Rennes' eyes turned into determination.

Then, he walked towards the banquet hall.

Banquet hall.

At this moment, the atmosphere of joy inside has reached its peak.

Dancing, drinking...

A scene of revelry.

After dancing with a beautiful socialite, Rennes casually picked up a drink from a nearby maid.

"This drink is suspicious."

Just after taking a sip, Rennes sensed that something was wrong.

Although the taste was normal.

The Holy Dragon Qi in his body suddenly activated, purifying the drink that had entered his stomach.

It was obvious that there were harmful substances in this drink.

Sensing that something was amiss.

Rennes tasted other drinks as well.

He found that all the drinks held by the other servants, except for the ones placed at the beginning of the banquet, were tampered with.

Clearly, someone had done this intentionally.

"The person who can accomplish this."

"Besides King Lance, I'm afraid only those few princes..."

Rennes's gaze sharpened as he sensed the impending storm.

No matter who it is.

To bring so many 780 problematic drinks into this royal banquet, it must be a grand plan.

Something big is definitely going to happen later.

Thinking of this,

Rennes immediately had the idea of leaving early.

Although he was very confident in his own abilities.

But it's better to avoid certain things.

No benefits, only troubles.

However,

Before Rennes could get up and leave,

Dozens of black-robed figures rushed in from outside, wielding swords.

Faced with this earth-shattering change,

The nobles who were enjoying themselves were all stunned.

"Who are you? Who allowed you to do this?"

King Lance's face turned ugly as he stood up and sternly reprimanded.

These black-robed figures showed no intention of answering.

They went straight into action.

They wanted to control all the nobles present.

However,

The nobles present were not lambs either.

Most of them had decent strength.

They immediately activated their qi and resisted.

In an instant,

This magnificent banquet hall turned into a battlefield of slaughter.

In terms of strength and numbers, the nobles had an absolute advantage.

But because they had drunk the special drinks with additives,

The more they used their qi to fight, the weaker their bodies became.

As time passed,

The nobles quickly fell into a disadvantage.

The situation became critical...