Chapter 1733 The Nordic Maiden Prophet

"Your Highness, please give up your right to inherit the throne!"

The prince never expected that the two leaders of the royal guard who were said to have come with their mother's order would say these words as soon as they opened their mouths.

"You want me to give up the throne? Why?"

"Because...Her Majesty said that she still prefers...at least my succession to the throne is still determined in accordance with our Muggle "Law of Succession to the Throne."

The prince seemed very puzzled by the words of the team leader in front of him.

In fact, he understood the superficial content of the other party's words. It seemed that there were wizard forces trying to interfere with his succession to the British throne.

And the so-called "wizard force" probably refers to these men in black robes in the square.

But what puzzled him was, why did these people intervene in his succession to the throne? Does he have anything to do with these wizards if he is the next king?

Could it be that the masked guy next to him wants to take advantage of the fire and make Britain his own?

However, this seems to be contradictory to what the team leader said.

"According to the "Law of Succession to the Throne", even if I voluntarily give up the throne, it should be my son William who takes over the throne, right?"

As stipulated in the act, the king does not have the right to directly appoint a successor, so as long as the first successor does not give up on his own, or there is an accident that cannot be inherited, the succession of the throne will usually not change.

According to the inheritance law, even if he chooses to give up, his son will succeed him. Since it is not the wizard next to him who wants to seize the throne, is there any difference between him and his son?

"So..." the prince frowned, staring at the leader in front of him and said, "What if my answer is 'no'?"

"It doesn't matter what your answer is, the result is the same."

This time, it wasn't any of the two team leaders who answered him, but the masked man who had been standing by the side without speaking since the beginning.

However, what surprised the prince and old Davidson was that this guy wrapped in a black robe and with a strange mask on his face seemed to be a girl with a gentle voice.

"What's the meaning?"

The prince paused for a moment, then turned his head to stare at the other party's mask, and asked in a deep voice.

"It doesn't mean anything, Your Highness." The black-robed girl who was covered by a mask calmly shook her head slightly, "We just made an exchange with your mother. We are responsible for protecting most of the British royal family, including you. The personal safety of the members; and our request is that anyone other than you will inherit the throne, and you will be guarded indefinitely until this unprecedented disaster is completely over."

The prince was at a loss when he heard the girl's words. Of course, he has already figured out the current situation. All in all, his situation seems to be bad.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help turning his head slightly, and exchanged glances with the old bishop next to him, as if he wanted to see what old Davidson thought about it.

But who knows, the latter immediately shook his head at him.

In fact, at this moment, old Davidson was no less surprised than the prince. Because he soon discovered that all the wizards in the square who uniformly wore black robes had already focused their attention on himself.

He was sure that as long as he made a slight move, those guys would attack together without hesitation. As for whether they will take action to restrain him, or simply take his old life, it is unknown.

Right now, the old Davidson's whole body's hairs stood on end, and even his breathing became much stagnant.

At the same time on the other side,

The masked girl remained calm as before, as if she didn't see their eye contact. Not long after, I heard her continue:

"I know, just saying that, His Highness probably still doesn't quite understand...I'm just sorry, we are only acting according to the prophecy."

Seeing that the other party mentioned the prophecy, Davidson, who had been daring to speak on the sidelines, finally couldn't help but said:

"Prophecy? What prophecy?"

But the old bishop didn't expect that when the girl saw him asking, she immediately raised her right hand and pointed lightly with her white fingers protruding from the sleeve of her black robe.

"Some actions of your Highness and you will become an opportunity to completely plunge the entire European continent into chaos. You are the sinners of the world."

Before the words fell, old Davidson froze.

The other party's words made him naturally think of the preliminary plan he had just made with the prince. They haven't even discussed the idea in more detail yet! Who knows that others already know this.

"You are...the prophet?" Old Davidson blurted out subconsciously, and then seemed to suddenly think of something, and pointed at the girl suddenly, "I know! You are the one who has been between Norway and Sweden A large black wizard organization that has settled down!"

I remember that Karkaroff also mentioned this organization to Maca back then. However, during that period, this huge black wizard organization was in a state of civil strife due to differences in opinions due to Haierbo's birth.

Although they were making a fuss at that time, they hadn't really reached out between Maca and Haierbo, so after paying attention to it for a period of time, Maca temporarily shelved the information about the organization.

It now appears that the turmoil within them has apparently settled down.

However, when old Davidson pointed at the girl and called her a prophet, the girl just shook her head lightly.

"No, you're wrong, I'm not a prophet." She softly denied, "My sister is the prophet of this generation, it's just that she is inconvenient to appear in front of people for some reason, so I come forward to exercise her power on her behalf. "

It is said that in this dark wizard organization, there has always been the bloodline of the prophet, which is now very rare, and once a talented person awakens the bloodline of the prophet, he will immediately become the only leader who guides the entire organization forward.

Under the guidance of prophets and predictions, although this organization rarely has a very strong period. However, under all kinds of turmoil over the years, he has almost never made any wrong choices, and has remained comfortably until now.

Today, their internal conflicts are suddenly healed, probably because the prophet of their generation was finally born.

Old Davidson saw that although the other party said that he had guessed the wrong person, but did not deny his speculation about the identity of the Nordic black wizard organization, he immediately understood.

However, just when he was about to say something, the girl seemed to have no intention of chatting with him anymore.

The next moment, the masked girl waved her sleeves and said calmly:

"The matter of the throne has nothing to do with it, let's take this gentleman down first!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a group of black-robed wizards in the square immediately stepped out and rushed towards Old Davidson.