This concerns the happiness of the rest of his life, so the Third Princess Ethan Brooks personally led her palace entourage to conduct an on-site inspection of Charles Carter's abilities.

It was said that the Third Princess intended to reject this marriage proposal. However, since King HowardHenry Brooks had not immediately agreed, the Third Princess wanted to gather some evidence to persuade her father to call off this disgraceful engagement. Upon hearing that the princess was coming, William Carter repeatedly instructed Charles Carter to be ready at all times.

Works like "Three Character Classic," "Historiography," and "Autumn Gate's Art of War" were assigned to strict supervisors who watched Charles Carter recite them around the clock. Unfortunately, Charles Carter simply wasn't cut out for studying. After a few days of struggling, he nearly drove his father to death with anger before finally memorizing a few silly essays.

However, although Charles Carter was mediocre in both literature and martial arts, he was shockingly bold. During the grand banquet William Carter held to welcome the Third Princess, he secretly slipped an aphrodisiac into her bowl. In the heat of the moment, right on this big bed, he almost 'executed justice' on Ethan Brooks.

But Charles Carter understood—how could he have dared to drug her? Someone must have set him up from behind; he was the victim—utterly wronged.

But with no evidence, he was now being flogged on the spot by the Third Princess, and he dared not even imagine what fate awaited him next. After reviewing the memories of this Charles Carter from the Great Yu Kingdom, he glanced at the big bed.

Sure enough, he saw the bedsheets were a complete mess, as if a war had just taken place. Sitting on the bed was his future beautiful, ethereal wife, the Third Princess Ethan Brooks, gritting her teeth.

The truth could not be hidden. After the incident, William Carter came to confess his guilt, and at this moment, he was kneeling outside the door with all the core members of the The Carter Family. William Carter was holding the emperor-bestowed, top-grade earth-level sword above his head.

"Unworthy son, unworthy blood, has offended the sacred body of the princess. I beg the princess to use this sword to behead my son here. William Carter will request demotion and salary reduction from my king. But I beg the princess, for the sake of William Carter's unwavering loyalty to our dynasty, to spare the rest of the The Carter Family clan. My son deserves a thousand deaths and cannot..." William Carter cried out, his heart bleeding.

"Death is too easy for him. I want to torture him alive for three days and three nights before he dies." The gritted voice of Ethan Brooks came, making all the The Carter Family members shudder. Soon, with the sound of whipping, Charles Carter became a living, bloody mess.

"Princess, killing him with a flogging is too easy for this traitor. Why not castrate him and hang him in the palace every day to be pecked by vicious birds? And don't let them finish in one day—let them slowly peck away his flesh, tendons, and blood vessels, until finally reaching his brain and marrow," suggested the eunuch Samuel Clark who had accompanied the Third Princess.

Everyone from the The Carter Family outside heard this, and their hearts turned cold. Some timid ones had already soiled their pants without realizing it.

"That method is still too easy. Why not throw this traitor into a pack of vicious dogs that have been starved for three days and let them tear him apart? As long as his flesh isn't completely torn off in one day, we can use special techniques to protect his heart, until the dogs have eaten all his flesh. Only when even his bones are crushed and sucked dry will he die. And make sure this dog sees his own white bones with his own eyes," said the nanny Grace Foster who accompanied the Third Princess.

Damn you, you old hag, how could you come up with such a rotten idea, Charles Carter cursed in his heart.

"Protecting the heart, that's a good idea," Ethan Brooks bit her lip and nodded.

At this moment, two strong, middle-aged men in purple robes entered. One of them held a silver tray with a cold, gleaming, sharp dagger on it.

"Princess, I will first slowly carry out the castration, severing this boy's unworthy root, so that even in his next life he cannot continue his line," said the burly man beside her, bowing. With a flash of cold light, the dagger was sucked into the air and spun toward Charles Carter's crotch.

Charles Carter knew these two were the so-called royal blade-wielding guards of the palace's Purple Robe Guard. These men were all experts—at least at the tenth rank to qualify for selection.

These people protected the most core members of the royal family, and in the palace there was also an organization dedicated to handling martial affairs—the Purple Robe Guard.

The blade-wielding guards were the elite among the Purple Robe Guard. They were much like those badass, black-suited, cold-blooded bodyguards in the Zhongyuan Sea of China. The Purple Robe Guard was equivalent to the modern Chinese Dragon Group special forces.

"Wait!" Charles Carter suddenly waved his hand and shouted. Of course, with a smack, he was immediately slapped by the stern, chubby-faced blade-wielding guard, and his face swelled up.

"What else do you have to say?" The Third Princess Ethan Brooks glanced coldly at Charles Carter and asked.

"Give me three years. I, Charles Carter, will go to the battlefield and earn merit for the country. If I can't return within three years with the rank of a fifth-grade general, you can deal with me as you wish," Charles Carter shouted, clearly using a provocation tactic.

"Hahaha..."

Charles Carter's words naturally drew laughter from everyone, while William Carter, kneeling by the door, frowned deeply.

"With your weak body, barely at the second rank, you think you can become a fifth-grade general? What a joke."