Chapter 83 Aide

Tulsia nodded. "Honestly, there's not much to say. You must have heard about it before as well. He used his strength to ascend to the throne, stepping all over the corpses and bones of his enemies along the way." "I know." Tulsia continued, "However, His Majesty had personally killed his own father. Even though he had his army, his killing of the king meant that the nobles had countless reasons not to support him, even if he was a prince." "His majesty spent a lot of time suppressing the disloyal nobles. At the time, he was quite crude and lacked any noble etiquette. I had to tell him not to rely on brute force, or he'd end up killing all the nobles in Houghton." As she said that, Tulsia could not stop herself from laughing, as if she remembered something funny. "You should see the expression on his face when he was forced to sit at the negotiating table. It was as if he had been forced to eat something disgusting. That frightening face even left the other nobles too scared to