"Where are the Royal Guards?" King Richard shouted angrily. People began to enter one after another, quickly lining up on both sides and surrounding the area.
The crowd frowned as they saw King Richard's ferocious expression, his eyes fixed on the figures in front of him. These bastards were staging a palace coup, not just trying to make him abdicate but to force him to his death.
"Duncan, arrest them all," King Richard ordered coldly. Duncan was the leader of the Royal Knights and the Guard Commander.
However, Duncan did not move.
King Richard frowned and said, "Duncan, what do you mean? Don't forget your identity."
"Your Majesty." Duncan bowed to King Richard and said, "Mr. Linde is on his way."
Upon hearing his words, King Richard's face suddenly turned livid, while the surrounding ministers remained unchanged, without the slightest reaction. King Richard was confused; such a big event had occurred, a mistake of this magnitude, how could no one be responsible?
