"Not good!"
"His Highness Prince, His Highness Prince!"
Within a mansion, as nightfall descended, the entire estate instantly fell into chaos, followed by a flurry of commotion.
At this moment, Harris Sarca, the Seventh Prince, unexpectedly died in his study.
This incident was akin to a meteor crashing into the estate, and indeed, into the whole City of Serbia.
Even the City Lord of Serbia and the two Legion Commanders could not help but be alarmed.
But when they hurriedly arrived, they only found a cold corpse.
Looking at this corpse.
The faces of the three became exceedingly grim.
"What's the situation?"
A low voice spoke, belonging to the Deputy Legion Commander of the City of Serbia.
The Seventh Prince.
As the most promising contender for the throne, dying in the City of Serbia, they, as the city's managers, were nearly to blame.
However, his words did not receive any response.
The Serbia Legion Commander's expression was extremely bleak.
