Chapter 206

Upheaval of the Capital
“Guh…”

"Now, have you decided to surrender quietly?"

"Not yet! Show me the way!"

The masked person shouted this and suddenly collapsed.
The others fell as well. What is this?

"... They've committed suicide with poison. What a hassle."

"Father, what shall we do now?"

"First, we will seize control of the Capital. It seems the Inquisition has been causing chaos, and it's out of control. The knights and volunteers were fighting the Inquisition and the monsters they unleashed, but to avoid further confusion, I had them retreat. Taking the Capital is just a matter of time."

"And after we seize control?"

"That's the problem. With the king dead, we need someone to swiftly take over the government."

… The king was killed, after all.
But is there someone designated to succeed the throne?
In such situations, I think a crown prince or a royal brother would take over.

"Lord Sazaby, I have a report!"

"What is it?"

A new person in an SF suit appeared out of nowhere and reported to Lord Sazaby.

What happened?

"... This is bad."

"What happened, Father?"

"Rumaja, what's the line of succession for this country's throne?"

"Yes. The first prince is first in line, the king's brother is second, the second prince is third, followed by the third prince, the first child of the king's brother, the fourth prince, the fourth princess, the fifth princess, and the eldest daughter of the king's brother... but why?"

"The first and second princes have been assassinated. The other princes and princesses seem to be safe, but the country will be in turmoil."

"The king's brother, huh... I haven't heard good things about him. But he's probably better than the fool lying dead there."

"I see. For now, we'll take the king's corpse and the bodies of the intruders. Lead the way."

"Understood!"

The masked intruders were carefully wrapped in Talat’s threads and carried away.
In contrast, the king's threads were removed.
It's already complicated enough without making it worse.
Anyway, the surviving royals were gathered and being guarded in the same room, so we headed there.
When we asked the guards to let us in, we found many handsome men and beautiful women inside...
But their expressions were all tense, given the situation.

"It seems all the surviving royals are here. I am Sazaby, Duke of the Darshe Principality. I apologize for the sudden visit, but you must understand that without us, the damage would have been much worse."

"What! If you hadn't come, my brothers...!"

"Are you the third prince? We came to rescue the girl trapped in the Cursed Orb, which your king called a 'national treasure' and tried to steal. The masked attackers who came for you were Inquisitors of the Gaze Church. They have nothing to do with us."

"The Gaze Church? Why would they attack us!"

"One reason is to silence those who used the Cursed Ob. Another is to create an excuse to invade this country. They can claim to be purging a nation cursed by the orb, a convenient narrative for their invasion."

"Then you should have dealt with the Inquisitors yourselves."

"The Inquisitors are difficult to detect until they reveal themselves. Whether they use magic tools or curses, we don’t know. My troops are currently suppressing the Inquisitors rampaging in the city, but there have been casualties."

Ugh, the complicated discussions continue.
Can’t I just go home already?

"So, what should we decide?"

"The next king. Choose a ruler who can quickly unite the people."

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