Just after entering school, you became an emperor pilot?

Chapter 495 The Divine Right of Kings

Looking at the young man who rushed in and the rows of heads sticking out from the door frame behind him, Bertwood VI's expression darkened and he slammed the table heavily.

"Bastard!"

"Who gave you the guts to break into the secretary's office? Who gave you the guts to eavesdrop outside?!"

Ruiyun knelt down with a thud and slapped himself twice, his face swollen. Then he shouted, "My son knows he's wrong, so I'll punish myself with two slaps."

"But there's something else going on here. It's definitely not what Francis said!"

Francis frowned and glanced at Bertwood VI inconspicuously.

"Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you butt in here? Get out!"

Bertwood VI shouted angrily.

"You are my father, what do you say I am?"

Ruiyun stuck out his neck, looking as if he was going to kill me if he had the guts.

"Rebellious son!!"

Bertwood VI was so angry that he stood up and looked around for something to teach Ruiyun a lesson.

The princes who were watching outside immediately rushed in and knelt down in a row: "Your Majesty, please calm down."

"For the sake of your brothers, I'll listen to what you have to say!"

Francis on the side frowned secretly, feeling something strange.

Ruiyun immediately explained.

"Your Majesty, Lu Yun is a young genius whom I have personally met. He is definitely not the kind of evil person who kills innocent people. Regarding the Barber case that His Holiness the Pope mentioned, it was actually a conspiracy by Barber and his men."

It took Ruiyun half a minute to briefly explain the news he got from Ophelia.

Burtwood's expression remained gloomy as he looked at the Pope: "Francis, is what Ruiyun said true?"

Francis frowned and said in a deep voice, "Sixth Prince, where did this news come from? Don't be deceived by the evil people."

"Deception! I think it's you who deceived us, Your Holiness the Pope!"

Ruiyun stood up and stared at Francis coldly.

"Who told you to stand up? Kneel down!"

Ruiyun knelt down decisively, but his eyes remained cold as he stared at Francis.

Francis felt uncomfortable under the stares, as if he had been stripped naked and left in the sun to be watched by everyone.

"My loyalty to the Empire is as eternal as the sun and moon in the sky! I don't know why the Sixth Prince would slander me like this."

Francis lowered his head and spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

Haha, still pretending... Ruiyun sneered twice and said sarcastically, "Your Holiness the Pope is cunning and ruthless. He can even abandon the Holy Child he personally selected as a pawn at any time. Such a person dares to say that he is loyal to the Empire."

"You also ordered Duke Claude Moya to secretly capture the members of the Secret Order, right? You wanted to obtain the Secret Order's prophetic secrets, but you didn't expect Duke Moya to have another surprise for you: a surprise involving a new Imperial mecha."

"Then, you secretly began to plot, hoping to exploit the deaths of key figures to incite their anger against Lu Yun and mobilize all forces to encircle and suppress him on your behalf."

"Let me guess. Once the Empire captures Lu Yun, you'll use the excuse that Si Zhu is proficient in mental torture to keep Lu Yun and his mecha under your control?"

Francis shook his head: "I don't understand what your Highness the Sixth Prince means."

"Oh, you don't understand, you know too much!"

Ruiyun snorted coldly and continued:

"If you don't understand, how do you explain why you came to the Qijin Palace and asked His Majesty to send troops before Lu Yun took action?"

"Could it be that you truly possess the ability to foresee the future, knowing that an Imperial Mecha would soon target the Church?"

Bertwood VI turned his gaze and looked at Francis with a hint of scrutiny.

“Francis, your trick has long been exposed!

Do you really think that your tricks can deceive His Majesty? Do you really think that His Majesty is kind and kind, sitting in the secretary room all year round and not caring about what happens in the outside world?"

"Do you think His Majesty is just here to eat and do nothing?"

Ruiyun shouted angrily with a loud voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, a shoe sole was imprinted on his face.

Turning his head, he saw Bertwood VI with a gloomy face, staring at him intently.

Over, I was too excited and said too much... Ruiyun simply slapped himself twice: "My son made a slip of the tongue."

The second prince and the fourth prince on his left and right secretly gave a thumbs up to their sixth brother.

"Francis, do you have anything else to say?" Bertwood asked calmly.

There was silence.

suddenly.

Francis's shoulders twitched and he let out a low laugh that grew louder.

He raised his head and looked directly at Burtwood VI.

"Your Majesty, you are too kind. A territory this vast cannot be governed well by a kind person. I simply wish to possess more power so that I can share your worries. Am I wrong?"

Francis opened his eyes wide and pointed to his heart.

Bertwood VI shook his head and said calmly: "It seems that you have gone crazy."

"Hand over control of the church, declare as the Pope that you will give up the church's autonomy, and hand over all armed forces to the Empire for management. I can give you a decent treatment."

A row of mecha soldiers, armed with live ammunition and wearing heavy armor, walked in.

Ruiyun and other princes quickly stepped aside to prevent Francis from going crazy.

After all, this is a top-level expert who has practiced the Holy Light Spell to the fifth level.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is a walking mecha.

"So this is what you want." Francis didn't take the mecha soldiers seriously at all. Looking at Bertwood VI behind the desk, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"What a pity. You could have continued to be Bertwood VI."

Francis held out his hand.

The surrounding mecha soldiers immediately raised their weapons and opened fire without hesitation.

However, it only took a moment.

The gunfire stopped abruptly.

The mecha soldiers fell to the ground one after another, and their lives or deaths were unknown.

The wounds on Francis' body that were burned by high-energy rays began to grow granulation tissue, and within just a few breaths, they were back to normal.

"What the hell is this monster!" The second prince's face turned pale with horror.

Francis smiled and said, "This is the Holy Light Spell. If you are interested, I can teach you later."

Done.

He raised his hand and grabbed it, and everyone present felt as if their heart was being pinched and fell into great pain.

Bertwood VI stood up, and a majestic aura burst out from his body.

But within a second, he withered again, a look of horror flashing across his calm face: "What did you do to me?"

"I didn't do anything. I just slightly disturbed the power in your body."

Francis chuckled softly, his face devoid of any respect. He walked to the table with a smile and leaned over to look at the gloomy Burtwood VI:

"Your Majesty, the health pills offered by the Holy See over the years are not offered in vain."

"Health pills? Those things are always tested for poison by someone special. How could you possibly put poison in them?"

"Poison? Hahahaha... Your Majesty, you underestimate my methods.

That's not poison, it's the consciousness that I spent countless mental efforts to carefully condense.

Each one contains a strand of my spiritual seed. As long as I don't disturb it, it won't be any different and may even enhance your spiritual power."

"But if I just move it a little bit, boom~"

Francis opened his palm with a playful look on his face.

Bertwood VI gritted his teeth, his face gloomy and uncertain: "What do you want to do? If you kill me, the three dragon generals will not let you go."

"No, no, no, how could I kill you? You are the noble Lord of the Empire."

Francis shook his head repeatedly, tilting his head back slightly, revealing an intoxicated look, and murmured, "Your Majesty, what do you think of the divine right of kings?"

Francis shook his head: "But for now, let's solve the empire's biggest problem first."

"Your Majesty is unwilling to deal with an Imperial pilot, so I will do it."

"Now, please, Your Majesty, send the troops. Otherwise, you might not die, but the other princes are unsure."

Francis smiled brightly, and as he raised his finger slightly, several princes knelt on the ground in a row, holding their chests and groaning in pain.

"Oh, right."

Francis suddenly seemed to remember something and leaned closer to whisper, "I forgot to tell Your Majesty that General Shanjun Long had actually surrendered to me a long time ago."