Over the years, the prince and the old king have cooperated very well. No one thought that the leader of the Nagalil Al-Shabaab who had attacked the palace was actually the king's eldest son.

No one would have thought of this. Only their father and son knew, including the "new king" in the palace. They didn't know what the great prince was doing, and why he should be kept on the face of the stand-in. People's eyes are watching.

This is very good for the father and son's previous plan. I thought that after the federal people came, they would contact the local "opposition" to support the opposition to fight against the local privileges.

In this way, the prince can become a puppet supported by the Federation.

But regardless of whether he is a puppet or not, as a federal puppet, his interests are actually tied to the interests of the federals.

If the Federation is unwilling to lose their interests here, then the best way is to keep the puppet of the prince, let him be crowned and become the new king.

There is not much problem with the whole plan, and even they have made various signals very obvious, such as the Al-Shabaab that has many contradictions with the domestic ruling class, for example, their yearning for the federation, and their yearning for freedom, fairness and justice.

At the beginning of the design of this plan, the prince and others had turned the Al-Shabaab into a group built in accordance with the spirit of the Federation, and could not wait to wait for the Federation to contact them.

This plan is also very friendly to the federal people.

There is no need to tear off the mask of hypocrisy that has been disguised for a long time, as long as an opponent is supported, the ruler of Nagalil can be plunged into the whirlpool.

Not to mention that the Al-Shabaab not only has strength and potential, but the most important thing is that they tend to be federated.

But no one thought that the federal people would not follow the routine. Not only did they fail to support the local opposition, they helped the government suppress these people.

Sometimes when the prince can't sleep alone in the middle of the night, he will look at the bright moonlight in the sky, creating a kind of confusion.

Did the federal people’s brains be eaten by dogs?

Why let him leave such an advantageous choice to choose some of the stupidest decisions?

He didn't know what the federal people were thinking, only thought that their brains were not good.

In fact, if the prince doesn’t engage in these messy methods, and honestly goes back to be an idiot who is nostalgic for the prosperous foreign society and is unwilling to come back and suffer, maybe he and his father don’t need to think about so many meaningless hands, and eventually lose. Of nothing.

The federal people didn't follow their script every time, and it hurt their brains.

The old king doesn’t feel much headache now, because he has already died in the hands of his son, and at the moment of death he thought that his son would surely bring the country back to their hands and reproduce the glory of the ancestors. !

Now all the pressure is concentrated on the body of the prince.

He was not convinced, more still unwilling and the despair behind this.

People are not him, and I don't know how torment he is in his heart at this time.

It was almost equivalent to killing his parents with his own hands as a way of showing allegiance to the federal government. As a result, he was ignored again and wanted all over the country.

Even the double betrayed him.

He has nothing, no money, no power, nothing.

After Galil withdrew from the currency stage, all the banks in Nagalil went bankrupt in an instant. All his previous accounts were gone, including the gold and gems stored in the bank, and they were all bought by the Federation at a very low price.

He has nothing now. If he wants to take out the gold and gems, he must prove his identity to the Federation.

Neither the "Grand Prince" or the "Al-Shabaab Leader" is an unidentified identity. As soon as he reveals his identity, the Federalists will kill him.

There is no retreat, no future, only forward.

Fortunately, there are some people who support him.

The crackling bonfire with sparks brought him back to reality from his scattered thoughts. He turned his head to look at the bonfire and tightened his clothes.

"I know there is a secret tunnel that leads directly into the palace..."

When he said this sentence, he used a lot of effort, because he knew that when he said this sentence, it also meant that he had made the final decision.

The entire Nagalil knew the secret path, and he was the only one still alive.

That secret path was the passage that he used to sneak into the palace when he needed it. It was impossible for him, the leader of the biggest opposition, to enter there under the gaze of many people.

After the death of the old king, no one else knew. This was his last chance.

It is better to fight for the last half of your life instead of hiding everywhere in the federal people's continuous pursuit.

He has two goals.

The first is to chat with the new king. He doesn't expect that the substitute who has betrayed himself can understand him and "pass the throne" to him.

He just wanted to ask him, for so many years, he has not done anything excessive to the substitute, but is provided with delicious and delicious food, why should he betray himself?

Second, he knows where the palace treasure house is and how to open that treasure house. Whether he wants to bring a group of people to oppose the ruler of this country, or to oppose the federal people, he needs money.

Including him leaving here to settle down in other places and spend this life low-key, he needs money.

With two goals that must be accomplished, there is motivation to support him.

Only this time, he didn't tell others about his thoughts. His statement was "holding the king and letting people face our demands." This sounded a meaningful excuse, but it was also a lie.

By the bonfire, everyone's face flickered under the swaying flames, and the darkness eroded their faces from time to time, making their faces look distorted and terrifying.

"Is that tunnel long?"

"not long!"

"Where did you come out?"

"In the back garden..."

Asking and answering at the same time, people finally confirmed the sequence and flow of actions repeatedly, and they agreed to start today.

It looks a bit rushed, but it is not the case. You must do it whenever you do it, and you don't need to prepare anything.

All they have to do is to enter the palace and take the king away with them. There is no need to do anything other than that.

Do it now, do it today, do it tomorrow, or do it a year later, it makes no difference. The longer some things are delayed, the more courage people lose.

The group lay in their sleeping bags, and they need to rest for a while before setting off to recuperate their strength and energy.

The prince couldn't sleep no matter how he went to sleep. He thought about a lot of things. Some things were not what he was thinking, and he subconsciously appeared in front of his eyes.

For example, when he was a child, he had a conversation with his father, he played with his brothers and sisters, and scenes from the past appeared uncontrollably in his mind.

until……

When he felt someone pushing himself, the prince grabbed his pistol and opened his eyes. He had a gun in his hand, and everyone else had a gun.

Kidnapping the king is not to buy a scone. There are guards in the palace. It is impossible for them to bring nothing. In case it is unlucky, it is inevitable to fight.

"Time is up."

The prince's fierce eyes quickly softened, and he slapped his cheek a few times, "I see!"

He turned over and got out of his sleeping bag. Nagalil was not particularly cold in January. He looked seven or eight degrees, and he still had a little bit of fine sweat on his body.

Adding up to a dozen people, the bonfire was extinguished and some traces were hidden.

The sky was very dark at this time, and the stars and moon in the sky became the only light source. It looked like this should be a very freehand picture, but in fact it was a bit gloomy and terrifying.

They didn't drive. The car had stopped around the palace a few days ago. There was too much noise when driving in the middle of the night. This is not a federation.

They go in first, catch the king, then exit, and then choose to hide in place or leave by car.

After more than 20 minutes of rapid transfer, this journey can be regarded as a kind of warm-up. For the Nagalil people with less body fat, it is just a good activity.

They found the secret passage that the prince said, it was a well with some debris on the well. The prince slid down the rope first. There was a small door at the bottom of the well with the secret passage inside.

The group of people walking in the secret road was a little dull and a little nervous.

In order to alleviate this tension, some people murmured cursively~lightnovelpub.net~ The king and his family are all lunatics. Who would repair the secret road in the well? What if there is a water leak? "

No matter what their purpose was, the others laughed softly and began to scold the king's family.

In fact, the person who spoke at the beginning was right. The purpose of being built underground was to hide this secret passage when necessary.

It's just that it has no value anymore.

When approaching the exit on the other side, the prince told everyone to shut their mouths.

There will be no guards here, just to make it easier for him to get in and out, but he hasn't come back for a long time, I don't know if the changes here are big.

Lifting the iron grid on top of his head for draining water, he revealed his head.

No one, he got out, and a group of people moved forward quickly at the junction of moonlight and night, disappearing from time to time, and quickly disappearing into the palace.

The people brought by the prince are also innocent. They have not doubted why the prince is so familiar with the palace, and what they are familiar with is like...returning to their own home!

At this moment, the new king just got up from a girl, and he was covered with sweat.

Taking the risk of pretending to be the prince is the most correct decision he has ever made in his life. The Federation took care of him very well, and he even took the initiative to invite the Federation to send some soldiers to the palace to protect his safety.

It is a pity that the federal people did not agree.

After all, the palace is one of the spiritual symbols of this country. If the soldiers of the Federation enter here rashly, a small group of extreme Nagaril people will be strongly dissatisfied.

He glanced sideways at the bed and was silent, the girl who was supposed to be his "sister", with a hint of playfulness on his face.

He is not a real prince, and even if he is, no one will interfere with his hobby.

He likes his identity, likes the identity of other women in the palace!