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338: Chapter 338: Collapse by My Own Play 338: Chapter 338: Collapse by My Own Play “What’s happening, why is it so chaotic?” the King noticed the disturbance in the distance.

“I’m not sure, but it looks like there might be a fire somewhere.”

At this moment, Prince Sikell appeared to enjoy the scene, “Perhaps, it’s because of the Harvest Festival.

Thieves are taking advantage of the opportunity while everyone’s away from their homes to start stealing and robbing.”

Prince Oro nodded in agreement, “Exactly, exactly.

These scoundrels must have seized the chance to commit their crimes.”

“Younger brother, you’ve become smart, haven’t you?

Even you managed to think of that.”

“Where, where, hasn’t elder brother also thought of the same thing?”

Watching the two of them looking so smug, Zhao Guang felt like he was observing two fools.

It seemed like the King didn’t mention any of this, nor did anyone else bring it up.

Yet you two are so certain.

Doesn’t that instantly lead people to suspect your involvement in this matter?

However, it’s no wonder.

If it wasn’t for someone from the Royal Family being involved, how could it have been stirred up so massively, all at once?

But these two idiots, they were trying to showcase their foresight, weren’t they?

By saying this, aren’t all people going to know it was your doing?

Didn’t you see that the King and the Princess next to you are giving you strange looks?

Only the Third Princess is completely unaware of what’s happening.

“This is outrageous,” the King said, annoyed.

“Indeed, it really is outrageous,” Sikell earnestly chimed in.

“I meant you two are the outrageous ones.

Do you know what you’ve done?”

The two looked at each other, not expecting to be exposed.

“Us?

What did we do?

We didn’t do anything, right?”

Hearing Sikell’s words, Oro also nodded and said, “That’s right.

Father must be talking about our failure to manage the security of the Imperial City.

But security is under the supervision of Balola, isn’t it?”

This is shifting the blame, directing it straight onto the Princess.

It’s clear that these two are very dissatisfied with the Princess.

But your tactics are way too crude, do you really think everyone else is a fool?

Even the people who were here to attend the ceremony could see through it.

But their influence is minimal, nobody spoke out.

Even I, who undoubtedly hold a prominent position here, can’t express my opinion on the matter.

Yet just when Zhao Guang thought this was all a farce, a sudden change occurred.

Beneath the high platform, a commotion suddenly erupted.

Many people drew their weapons and launched attacks on those around them.

In the midst of chaos, numerous people were cut down.

Others took out their bows and arrows, launching attacks on the people on the platform.

A rain of arrows descended, and many were caught off guard.

At this time, the quickest to react was surprisingly Princess Balola.

She erupted in a fiery red glow that made her look impressive.

With her hands, she struck at the surrounding area, and her Combat Energy was ignited, deflecting the onslaught of arrows.

Zhao Guang also quickly moved a few steps to another side.

He had not yet mastered projecting his Combat Energy externally, but he could use Magic.

The Mage’s hands opened to their fullest, akin to two huge shields, blocking all the incoming arrows.

“Such a powerful attack,” Zhao Guang observed as the arrows continued to pierce deeper into his Mage’s Hand.

It was clear to him that these were no ordinary attacks; among the assailants were numerous Junior Warriors.

Suddenly, two arrows shattered his Mage’s Hand, and Zhao Guang immediately spotted the shooter below; it must have been an Intermediate Warrior, and one who had reached the peak of that level at that.

When the warrior caught Zhao Guang’s gaze, he returned it with a provocative look.

What was happening?

This was not what had been agreed upon at the start.

Zhao Guang had a bad feeling about this.

Almost simultaneously, piercing screams echoed.

Zhao Guang turned to find the source; it was two of the princes.

The tall, pole-like body of the eldest prince was now seated on the ground, seemingly immobile.

The second prince, on the other hand, was scrambling, heading towards the king—his father’s—protection.

Are you two children, seeking shelter behind your parents in the face of danger?

No, that wasn’t right—there were more screams.

Zhao Guang heard them from the other side.

It turned out that the source this time was the Second Princess, whose discus-like figure was rolling on the ground like a ball.

However, she wasn’t heading towards the king but towards the guards nearby.

Two guards instantly shielded the princess behind them.

The barrage of arrows continued to fly towards them, but fortunately, everyone had reacted by now.

Many who had risen from knights to lords had done so through military exploits and thus possessed a certain level of combat ability.

Even if they might not have Combat Energy that they could manifest externally, many here were Junior Warriors.

Suddenly, a muffled grunt was heard; an arrow had slipped through the defenses and struck the king’s arm.

“Damn it, what is this?

Where did these rebels come from?”

“I don’t know, they didn’t say this would happen at the beginning,” the princes shouted, as if it didn’t concern them.

The king looked at the two princes with a mix of frustration and disappointment.

Was this the time to discuss such matters?

Shouldn’t their first priority be to survive?

“What are you doing here!” Balola suddenly wielded a weapon resembling a Big Guan Saber, no one knew when it had appeared in her hand.

Zhao Guang had left the Space Ring on Earth as he couldn’t carry it during his investiture.

But there were no such restrictions for the Princess, and the weapon also belonged to her Space Ring.

Still, such a Big Guan Saber-style weapon was somewhat unexpected.

Zhao Guang quickly said, “I know a Healing Technique, I can treat the king.”

There was no choice; no one around knew how to heal, and now they had to rely on him.

Speaking of which, when he was in the Imperial City, Zhao Guang really didn’t want to stand out.

The threat of the Princess’s weapon was not to be taken lightly; she was an Advanced Warrior.

Moreover, she must be practicing an extremely Advanced Cultivation Technique.

A blow from her, and Zhao Guang wasn’t sure if he could survive it.

Similarly, the Princess had taken into account Zhao Guang’s previous performance and accepted that he was not a threat.

“Fine, heal quickly and don’t think about playing any tricks.”

The king was getting older, the arrow was poisoned, and he could be seen rapidly weakening.

But as a king, didn’t he carry items to protect himself?

It was almost negligent how little he seemed to value his safety.

“Rest assured, it will be quick,” Zhao Guang said as he moved forward.

This time, no one stopped him.

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Zhao Guang unceremoniously grabbed the arrow and yanked it out.

As the blood splattered, a sharp cry rang out once more.