This is the Throne War; even the weakest claim should not exist.
From now on, the only bloodline qualified to inherit the throne of Hightins is Lancaster's.
As for you... be cautious in your next life."
Byron was about to activate the Nether River that ran through the three layers of the world to take all the Yorks away in one fell swoop when his Prime Minister Necromancer Knight Andrew suddenly interjected:
"Byron, why don't we keep one York?"
When this remark was made, the surrounding Lancasters couldn't help but turn their heads to look at him.
"Hmm?"
Byron couldn't help but glance up and down at this uncle known for his ruthless nature.
If the Holy Mother said this, it wouldn't be a problem.
But coming from Andrew's mouth, Byron couldn't help but suspect that he was possibly possessed by a devil left behind by a Demon Lord.
