Latest URL: "Your Majesty."

"Pantos is yours."

The Prince of Tattered Clothes knelt on one knee and expressed his surrender to Viselis, but the young king looked into the distance and was silent for a long time before speaking softly.

"Prince Tattered."

"You have become the true prince of Pantos, are you not ready to restore your real name?"

The gray-haired old man in a ragged coat knelt on one knee, with mottled blood on his body. He hesitated slightly when he heard Visiris's question, and then nodded.

"Since I have left the family, my real name is no longer so important."

"The name Tie Yi can always remind myself not to forget the shame."

The Prince of Tattered Clothes stood up from the ground on his knees, and then spoke.

"Oh?"

Viselis was a little surprised when he heard the Prince Tattered. The sea breeze blew on the handsome cheeks of the young king. His long silver-gold hair fluttered lightly. He turned his head and glanced at the Prince Tattered.

When I was in contact with the Prince of Tattered Clothes, Viselis felt that although this person was wearing a tattered shirt, he did not really regard himself as a 'Tattered King'.

He is an elegant person, still maintaining the etiquette and dignity of aristocrats in his gestures.

But he didn't expect that the prince of tattered clothes would be willing to put the tattered clothes on him when he acquired Pantos and became a prince.

However, his reason is understandable. He wore a ragged coat to alert himself and be cautious not to repeat the same mistakes.

Viselis just glanced at him strangely, and didn't think much about this matter.

Then he turned around and groaned slightly, and continued to speak.

"This time the impact of the turbulence must be restored as soon as possible."

Although Bloody Night seemed to be only a few people dead.

But the impact on the ancient city-state of Pantos was huge, almost a subversive earthquake.

All the ruling classes were overthrown, and the governor's family was ransacked one by one.

The wealthy businessmen who had not been liquidated were also panicked. As the sun fell this morning, the city gate opened wide and they hurried out of Pantos with their family.

Nowadays, a large number of Pantos shops are closed and the city is in depression, and Visiris needs Pantos, an economic engine, so the restoration work must be carried out as soon as possible.

"Understand, Your Majesty."

The prince of tattered clothes nodded and said.

"If you want to quickly restore Pantos's economy, it is best to use shock therapy."

Illyrio, who had just become the Minister of Finance of the Kingdom, immediately made a suggestion.

He still sat on the chair with his injured leg, his crutches still aside, raised his head and said something while watching the Prince Tattered walk to Viselis's side.

"The specific method can be discussed again."

Veserys nodded slightly.

"In addition, there is one more thing."

Then he suddenly thought of something, turned his head and glanced at the prince in tattered clothes who was standing beside him.

"Um?"

Viselis suddenly realized that the Prince of Tattered Clothes was standing very close to him, and a strange feeling had just risen in his heart.

However, in the next second, he saw a sharp knife dropped from the cuff of the prince of tattered clothes.

Snapped.

The gray-haired old man's dexterous five fingers directly held the handle of the knife.

Then at such a close distance, Viselis hardly had any defense, and quickly stabbed him in the abdomen.

"Oops."

Veserys's eyes condensed.

A strange feeling just arose in his heart, and then the Prince of Tattered Clothes suddenly drew a knife and stabbed him, his reaction was already very fast at such a close distance.

A pair of eyes shone with lavender light.

Bang.

Veserys gripped the opponent's wrist tightly.

The short knife had pierced Visiris's shirt in front of his abdomen, but it stopped abruptly in the air.

However, if a blow was missed, the opponent seemed to have been prepared for such a long time ago.

His movements are very skillful, calm, and composed, as if they have been demonstrated thousands of times.

His other hand was as flexible as a poisonous snake, and it was completely indistinguishable from a fifty or sixty-year-old man. The dagger throbbed on the tip of his finger, and then easily stabbed Viserys in the abdomen.

puff--

Blood poured out instantly, dyeing his robe red.

Viserys felt the pain, his brows snorted slightly, and then gritted his teeth and grabbed the opponent's right hand and suddenly exerted force.

Click.

His power is far higher than the opponent.

Under the pain, he broke the opponent's wrist abruptly, and then forcibly poured the short knife of the opponent's right hand into his own body.

puff.

The short knife also pierced into the opponent's abdomen.

The prince in rags who was caught by the wrist seemed to be a little surprised by Visiris's power.

He hid in the crowd last night and watched the battle between Viselis and the Devil Mountain. He thought he had a complete grasp of Viselis' state.

Although it is not clear what the reason is, based on his observations, Veserys's swordsmanship is outstanding, and the reaction speed is extremely fast. It is almost impossible to kill him with ordinary bows and crossbows from long-range shooting.

That's why he chose this adventurous way, approaching Viserys up close, and suddenly killing him when he was completely unprepared.

However, even so, he has a very strong prediction of Viselis' reaction speed, but still underestimates the opponent, Viselis' reaction speed is faster than he thought.

The wrist was broken and the short knife pierced into the abdomen, and the blood also poured out. The same injured Visiris frowned tightly and gasped, but the other party seemed to have nothing happened before, and his face remained unchanged.

Afterwards, the broken wrist of the Prince Tattered Clothes easily got rid of Viselis as if it had been lubricated.

The broken wrist was still shaking slightly, blood dripped from the abdomen of the middle knife and dripped on the ground. He pulled out the short knife from the abdomen and threw it out the window, then lifted his robe and also jumped from the battlements.

Wow----

The robe fluttered and fell down.

And Veselis, who was suddenly assassinated, held the **** part of the knife with one hand tightly~www.mtlnovel.com~ The blood was flowing down the gap between the fingers.

He saw the opponent jump directly from the battlements without hesitation, and Viselis' eyes flashed with surprise.

You must know that this is one of Pantos's commanding heights, a tower that is tens of meters high and straight up and down. Wouldn't it be a dead end to jump from here?

"The dead man?"

Viserys wiped this thought out of his mind when he saw this scene.

Then he breathed a little heavy and covered the wound with one hand, still leaning on the side of the battlements and looking down hard.

However, when he saw everything below him clearly, a pair of lavender pupils were slightly condensed, and a trace of shock was clearly wiped out.

"this..."

There was nothing under the tower, and no one fell.