"Compared to the Second Prince, I feel like the young prince is more suited to becoming the Fiend Emperor! You are now the late Fiend Emperor's sole direct descendant, and your mother is the empress. Of course you are the one with the most qualifications to become the Fiend Emperor!"
He blurted out all sorts of reasons in one go. Even he hadn't known he could become so good at bootlicking, and that he could speak so quickly.
The onlookers were a bit alarmed. They really had widened their horizons today. Not only had they seen so many grandmasters fight against each other, they had even witnessed grandmasters being instantly killed. Now there was even a grandmaster begging for his life!
Magnus suddenly teared up. My grievances have finally been justified, someone understands my pain! I am the glorious Magnus!
If not for the fact that I was really going to die, do you think I would suddenly become a kitty cat?!
