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Clauze pushed open the door of the hall and walked forward through the spacious hall. As he walked to the steps in front of the throne, his father said.

"It seems very noisy outside..." Wittstock V raised his eyelids and said, "Why did the island tilt? Have the guards encountered any strong enemies?"

"Father, please rest assured, they have their own qualities." Crowze replied. He knew everything about what happened outside. He knew very well that he would not make any sense to tell ordinary people like Wittstock V that they mean nothing. It would be better to just say it and then change the topic: "Father, you, it's still several hours before the ceremony begins. Why should you come here so early?"

"Can I still sleep on the couch at this moment?" The fifth generation replied: "But... can the ceremony be held smoothly?"

"It must be held." Clauze said firmly: "and let people all over the world know and see their new emperor."

"Hehe... OK." The fifth generation smiled, not a happy smile, but just a bitter smile. He said, "At this moment, there are only you and me in this hall. I have something to tell you before handing over the throne to you."

Clauze raised his hand casually and moved his fingers. The door of the hall behind him was closed from both sides, making a slam. Every inch of the floor tiles showed the magnificent hall, and naturally it would not be equipped with electronic doors, which were a very despicable device. The door of the hall adopts a traditional style, carved white wooden arch, so Clauze only needs to control a breeze to close it.

"Please give me advice from my father." Crowze's words were still humble, but there was not much respect in his tone.

After hearing this, the fifth generation brewed for a long time and made a huge decision, they said this shocking sentence from their mouths: "Clauze, you are not my son."

Crowze's expression changed slightly: "Father, are you accusing my mother of being unfaithful to you?" His voice showed an unhappiness, and the name of the emperor changed from "you" to "you". Obviously, it was impossible for Crowze to tolerate that slandered his mother's reputation: "When I was still young, because of my uniqueness, those who attacked and slandered my mother for various purposes had capital out of nothing. Isn't it that Father, you, who personally directed the test scene and blocked their mouths? Isn't you, who had always believed in her?"

"You misunderstood. Of course I believe her..." Wittstock V's expression was very complicated. He had an unforgettable face, with shallow eyes, but deep eyes, elegant Hebrew nose. His jaw was straight but not prominent, his lips were very thin, and his broad forehead and a spider-silky short hair, which made people feel that this was a weak and sensitive person at a glance. The expression changes on his face were very obvious.

"It's not only that I have no blood relationship with you." V continued: "She is not your biological mother, either."

A look of surprise finally appeared in Clauze's eyes: "What did you say?"

"You should have noticed that you and me, other princes, and...she, are not similar." The fifth generation said: "That test was indeed just a show, and the result was all arranged in advance, and there was no need to make an appraisal, because I knew from the beginning that you were not my son."

"Impossible!" Crowze raised his voice and shouted, but he did not continue. He could not find an objective basis for denying the other party's speech.

The fifth generation continued to narrate: "You and I have a very weak relationship, and there is no father-son relationship. And now... you are the real ruler of the empire. No matter how you view me, I can understand it. But... the mother-son relationship between you and Nina is undoubtedly true. So please look at your mother and listen to me finish it..." He raised his head, and his eyebrows were full of sadness: "Nina is a civilian. When I married her, she experienced many obstacles. After she entered the palace, she was also questioned. The other imperial concubines and the forces behind them spared no effort to target Nina, and even endangered her life. I thought... as long as we have children, we can keep her safe and maintain her status, but unexpectedly, this was the beginning of the tragedy."

Clauze could not hear any signs of lying from the V's words, but this instead caused him to be in chaos.

"My child and I actually died shortly after birth. Even if the palace has the best medical conditions in the world, it cannot save the child's fragile life." The fifth generation sighed deeply again: "I have concealed this matter, and even Nina doesn't know. All the insiders except me have shut up forever with this secret many years ago." He looked at Clauze: "You... are just an abandoned baby found in the delivery room of the hospital, and your bloodline is impossible to check. Although I later tried to find your biological parents, unfortunately, there is no result. Maybe you are the illegitimate child abandoned by a woman who was ruined by a nobleman, or the product of two young people who lack responsibility after impulse. Who knows, these things happen all over the world every day, right?

This is fate. You were born on the same day as my dead child, so you replaced him. I know very well that I can only do this and must do this. The death of the prince will be made a big fuss by some people who are interested, which may put Nina in a more dangerous situation in the palace. And what impact will the news of losing her young son have on Nina's mental state make me worry even more."

In the short few minutes that the fifth generation began to describe, there were at least three tremors on the floating island that could be clearly felt. At this time, the sound of running footsteps suddenly came from the corridor outside the hall. An imperial guard came to the door, but he did not dare to break in, but shouted at the door: "Your Majesty! Your Highness! Unidentified intruders appeared in the palace. Many places of the imperial city have been destroyed and fires are spreading. Please..."

"Let's go!" Crowze interrupted the guard with a rough roar, "No one is allowed to approach here!"

"But... Your Highness... the fire..." The guard wanted to continue, because the situation was indeed quite serious, the fire had already burned to the periphery of the temple and would invade in any time.

"Get out!" For some reason, Crowze was furious and immediately roared again.

In a few seconds, the footsteps of the Imperial Guard could be heard far away.

The fifth generation began to continue his narrative: "I kept this secret and killed everyone who could leak the secret. I want things to calm down like this, just treat you as my biological son and Nina, as long as this can make her happy and make her safe."

The fifth generation's voice trembled: "But... fate played a joke on me again."

Crowze's tone also showed obvious mood swings: "Is it because I am right..."

"I don't know if this is luck or misfortune, ha..." The fifth generation smiled bitterly: "When you were three or four years old, your hair began to turn blue. I knew that Nina was going to suffer again." He suddenly laughed to the sky: "It's really ironic... I have so many incompetent biological sons, but the only one I picked up was a talented genius." He smiled bitterly: "That no one believes that you are my biological son."

The fifth generation sighed: "Please allow me to ask for your forgiveness for Nina... Over the years, you must be very confused... After I proved your identity through that so-called "identification", why did she still choose to commit suicide?" The fifth generation paused for a few seconds before saying: "Because the result is no longer important. As a woman, mother, she has always noticed that her child has long been dead. That farce can deceive the world, but cannot hide it from her. She cannot continue to deceive herself. After all, you are not her biological flesh and blood, and she cannot continue to bear the days when facing you every day. This will only make her miss the deceased child even more. So... she chose to use death to be free."

The fifth generation lowered his head: "Please forgive Nina, forgive this woman with miserable life. She is definitely not a selfish person, but a pitiful person. If you want to blame me, blame me. If it is not me, she... and you, you don't have to bear these pains."

Clauze was silent. In fact, with his scheming, he had already seen the whole story, including those emotional reasons before the other party finished speaking. But he was a human being after all. Everyone has feelings, and only the machine can accept all the information input. But people cannot do it, and it takes time for people to accept these things.

The flames gradually penetrated the barriers of the exterior walls, drilled into the gaps, and began to burn the carpets and ornaments around the hall. From the stained glass at the height, it can be seen that the outside was already rolling in black smoke, and some lighting facilities had stopped working, and the air circulation system was unable to prevent the infiltration of smoke.

After a long time, Crowze finally spoke, "Why do you want to acquiesce to my behavior over the past six months? Do you want me, a person who has no blood relationship with you, to become the emperor of the empire?" He asked, "It is just because of your guilt towards my mother... to Nina?"

"In my heart, at least half of it is for this reason..." said the fifth generation.

Crowze frowned slightly and asked again, "What about half?"

"You may not understand if you say it. The other half is for a deal... it was a game someone played with me, he..." The fifth generation's words were always choked in his throat, because when he said this, a bullet flew out from behind his side and at a corner of the hall, hitting him in the head.

The gunshots, ordinary ****, ordinary bullets.

But the moment the gunman pulled the trigger, the gun and the bullet had become extraordinary.

Because the emperor of the empire, Witstoke V, died under this shot.

The fires around the hall are getting stronger and stronger, and the flames ruthlessly destroy this magnificent palace, and the smoke begins to affect people's vision and breathing.

Clauze stood dumbly in the temple, looking at the king on the throne whose temple had been penetrated by bullets, he could not believe that all this in front of him was true.

At this time, behind the long purple and golden curtains that had hung to the ground, a man in a black casual suit walked out. He walked to the throne with a light pace and looked as if nothing had happened. He raised his gun again, fired five more shots at the chest of the emperor who had died, and fired all the bullets.

Tian Yi put away his gun and looked at the empty hall burning, and the fire gradually surrounded the place. Only a young man with blue hair was standing at the stairs, with a look of astonishment on his face.

"What are you doing when you stand stupidly?" Tianyi asked: "Do you want to perish with this city?" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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