As soon as the words fell, a group of knights immediately charged in, surrounding the suddenly appearing young man.
Landelin, "..." Why weren't these people following the script?
After a moment of silence, he snapped back to reality. Landelin frowned, raised his eyes, and looked at the knights who had surrounded him. He spoke with an unpleasant tone, "Do you know what you are doing? I am the next king. Are you seeking death by acting like this! Stand down at once!"
With that, Landelin put one hand behind his back, standing with his hands clasped behind him, exuding an air of peak loneliness. He held his chin high, presenting an unparalleled demeanor that disregarded everyone, leaving the onlookers utterly speechless.
Before Landelin could finish his show of arrogance, a group of knights, under the silent signal of the prince and princess, rushed forward and immediately pinned the young man to the ground.
When his head was being pressed into the ground and dragged, Landelin was dumbfounded.
What's going on? Isn't this plot development a bit off?
Snapping back to his senses, Landelin angrily shook off the knights and stood up in a disheveled state. He glared ferociously at everyone in the room, "What are you doing! Do you know who I am! Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river! Don't bully a young man for being poor! You will definitely regret treating me like this now!"
As he spoke, his gaze swept over everyone present, finally landing on the old king seated at the head. He blurted out, "Father, please right my wrongs!"
"Cough, cough, cough!" Hearing this, the old king couldn't control himself and choked on his own saliva. What the heck?! When did he get another child this old???
How could he not know?!
Meeting the old king's unfamiliar gaze, Landelin looked deeply hurt. Thinking of something, he raised his hand and pointed at the young girl eating grapes not far away, saying angrily, "It's her! It's that wicked woman! Fifteen years ago, it was this wicked woman who, taking advantage of my young age and my inability to resist, threw me out when I was still a child, thinking she could seize my throne!"
Mid-sentence, Landelin's expression suddenly turned smug, "But you never expected! What is mine is mine! No one can take it away! This throne will always be your wishful thinking!"
He then uttered the phrase about thirty years east and thirty years west, and finally, his gaze fell upon the old king, "I implore Father to right my wrongs!"
The old king, "..." He finally remembered who this brat was...
Thinking thus, the old king felt the metaphorical cuckold's hat on his head gleam. His expression instantly became blank, and he remained silent for the moment, making the atmosphere in the room suddenly turn bizarre.
Seeing the old king's lack of action, Landelin frowned and called out impatiently, "Father!"
Hearing the address "Father," the old king's face darkened. Seeing this, Landelin's eyes lit up. Just as he thought the old king was about to uphold justice for him, he heard the old king speak expressionlessly from his seat, "Guards, throw him out!"
Then Landelin felt himself being hoisted up and unceremoniously tossed out.
Landelin, "???" Wait! Did they get this wrong?
After being thrown out of the royal palace, Landelin finally regained his senses. Instantly, his face turned grim. Looking at the tall and luxurious palace before him, a cold smile curved his lips.
They dared to treat him like this? He would definitely make them regret their actions today!