I am... the King!
Anderson's heart screamed madly, and his expression became somewhat distorted.
His hand trembling, gradually approached Odaqiro's Sword.
The next second.
Buzz—
A faint sound and a massive thrust shattered Anderson's dreams instantly.
He was directly blown away by a gust of air, landing on the ground.
Lying in the snow, Anderson's complexion was pale, his eyes empty and numb, his mind blank, staring dumbly at his hand.
No doubt about it.
Odaqiro's Sword rejected him.
He was not qualified to become king.
However, at this moment, no one paid attention to this once dazzling Second Prince Anderson and his now desolate appearance.
Everyone's gaze shifted to the somewhat slim but upright figure.
"Third Prince, Ladi... please step forward!"
The Minister of Ceremony's voice trembled.
He was about to witness the birth of a new king!
Kadi took a breath, cleared his chaotic thoughts, and stepped forward, his eyes firmly extended his hand,
Buzz—
