Chapter 810 (1/2)

”Has he ever revealed his true identity?” she asked

I have to say that Eric Stevens, the Royal aristocrat, has lived a life that terchara did not expect.

Tezara looked at the projection in front of him and carefully examined his good brother who should have built the great kingdom of vakanda with him.

”He has our undercover tattoo, but we don't have his record,” Su said

All of a sudden, the vacanda royal family became more and more complicated, and the purpose of his return this time was also unclear.

So tezara urgently opened the Council of chiefs. A group of people were sitting in the hall of the palace. After hearing this, the tribal chief immediately asked aloud, ”is this man a wakanda?”

”What's going on?” The chiefs asked questions one after another, sitting in the center of the tezara silent.

He realized that the king was really bad. Vakanda was good. As long as he didn't have any external activities, there were basically no major meetings to be held. But now the meetings are one after another, which makes him feel headache.

While the chiefs were asking questions, the guards came in, pressing Eric Stevens, whose hands were trapped.

Eric looked at the chiefs with a proud face. Wakabi stood beside him when he came in.

Eric glanced and didn't say a word.

”Talk,” said tezara

Eric was still speechless, and wakabi urged next to him, ”speak up.”

The whole meeting was quiet and the needle dropped.

The chieftains turned their eyes on Eric, who was supposed to be a royal nobleman in the kingdom of vakanda.

Eric looked at terchara and said, ”I'm here to punish this guy who stole Zhenjin and killed innocent people, and do what your king didn't do.”

Eric's words came out with a strong smell of gunpowder. He directly said that tezara was a waste, and attributed all the credit to himself, in order to prove his greatness and tezara's incompetence.

When he got up from his seat, he angrily walked to Eric's side and whispered, ”I don't care if you bring crow. I didn't take your life immediately, just because I know your real identity. Now, what do you want?”

Even the sheikhs don't know Eric's true identity. Now, no more than three people in the whole kingdom of vakanda know his true identity.

Eric gave a faint smile. He looked at the seat where tchara had just left and said, ”I want the throne!”

When Eric said this, the chiefs couldn't hold back their smiles.

”My God.”

”I laugh to death, ha ha ha ha.”

”What a funny joke.”

The chiefs were very happy with their laughter. Facing the laughter of a group of people, Eric said: ”you are free here. There are two billion people in the world who are just like us, but they are living a miserable life. Vakanda can help them win the rescue.”