His eyes are blood red.
"The name of the painting is Scarlet Night."
The old man exhaled a puff of smoke and sighed, "Yes, it is one of the two things you care about most. I think you may have seen that group of people last night."
"um, yes."
Licinius was silent for a moment, then took out a letter and placed it on the desk.
The old man glanced at the letter and said faintly, "It seems that you do have a lot of doubts, but you might as well look at another painting, maybe you will be more confused and shocked."
He walked to the fourth panel and pulled back the curtain.
Licinius' pupils suddenly contracted.
This time, Norn was startled and opened his eyes wide.
Because the ice and snow in the painting are so familiar.
In a mansion that was burning with flames, a woman was lying on the ground in the snow with a frozen expression.
In the snowy wind in the distance, the little boy and the little girl hugged each other tightly.
“The name of this painting is Eternity.”
The old man paused and said, "Yes, Valerius Licinius, you have never been a nobody. From the moment you appeared before the world, when your silver hair and black pupils were exposed, we have been keeping an eye on you. Because you may be... the king of the Annihilation Clan."
Dead silence…
Li Xini felt that his thoughts had come to a standstill, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
"Master?"
Noren noticed his abnormality and quietly took his little finger and shook it gently.
"As for the other thing you are concerned about, the demise of the Frostian family. I can only say that if the original script had been followed, there would not be a single family member with that bloodline left."
The old man said calmly: "Otherwise, what reason would Norn have to live until now?"
yes…
This is also the reason why Licinius was always confused and vigilant.
The murderer massacred the entire Frosty family.
But only a little girl was left.
Is there anything special about Nolen
Apart from being talented and beautiful, there is nothing special about her.
It's not like His Majesty, who is tasked with suppressing the World Tree.
It’s not him either, his real body is the Demon King.
"It's all because of you, Valerius Licinius."
The old man said: "Look carefully..."
He picked up a glass of water from the desk and poured it on the painting.
The pigment dissolved.
The darkness of the ice and snow also melted, revealing countless ghost-like figures.
They stood in the darkness, staring at the boy and girl hugging each other tightly like evil spirits.
“Your Majesty always feels that he owes you this, because you have been living under the surveillance of certain people from the beginning to the end, and we want to see what they really want to do.
We, in fact, are not sure what you are. It is our fault, my child, that you have suffered so much.”
The old man continued, "Of course, the "we" here mainly refers to your teacher, Gaius Frostian. Well, according to seniority, he is Norn's grandfather."
boom!
a bolt from the blue…
Noren was completely stunned.
Licinius' scalp was also numbed by the explosion.
"Ever since His Majesty learned of your true identity, she has almost collapsed. You can understand it as heartache, or as a sense of indebtedness. In short, it is a very complicated emotion."
The old man pointed out the window and said with a smile: "Look, she has come to compensate you."
Li Xini's eyes trembled, and suddenly he saw the endless light shining in the sky.
That is a scorching sun!
Shining on the Earth…
The people in the royal capital felt the scorching sunlight from the sky, and they put down their work or entertainment, walked out of their homes or taverns, and looked up at the sky.
Under the admiration of all the people, a beautiful shadow that reached the sky and the earth was suspended between heaven and earth.
"My people, raise your heads!"
The empress's majestic voice resounded across thousands of miles: "Look directly at your emperor!"
At that moment, Licinius heard the cheers of the people.
"Is it coming? Is it coming? Is it really coming?"
In eleven months, he had never been so excited as he was now.
Your Majesty is finally going to do what he said in the letter!
Let him, a dead man, bear all the blame.
Become your majesty's stepping stone and be buried in darkness from now on.
Bear the eternal infamy!
“The big one is coming!”
Licinius looked out the window, gazing up at the golden shadow, his whole body convulsing with excitement, and a mad smile appeared on his face.
Well done, Your Majesty. You are worthy of being my wife.
Charge at me!
"From this moment on, the fate of the Brentanian Empire will usher in a turning point! Because the fallen heroes should be remembered by everyone.
The names of those who carry the burden forward should never be forgotten! Justice and righteousness should be reserved for true heroes! The supreme glory forged with blood and fire will shine in the hearts of every citizen! "
"Today, I will reveal all the truth about the Battle of Noah's Plains and make the facts public."
"My people should know that justice can also be tarnished, and heroes may not always shine brightly."
“But on the day of reckoning, those whose hands should be cut off will have their hands cut off, and those whose feet should be cut off will have their feet cut off. The real hero will stand before the world again, and you will personally... put the crown on him!”
At that moment, all the people cheered.
No one knows what will happen next.
However, your Majesty's impassioned speech ignited the passion in the hearts of the people.
The empress's majestic and cold voice echoed like a god: "I declare that the second generation of Night's Watcher Owl will enter the Brentanian Hall of Valor as a war hero and will be worshipped for eternity! At the same time, I will award him the Medal of Destiny and grant him... the title of Duke!"
Li Xini's smile instantly froze!
"Boil!"
Chapter 167 Licinius, why don’t you smile
The empress's declaration was like a god, rolling across the sky and echoing in everyone's ears.
The second generation of Night Watch, Owl.
This name that had been nailed to the pillar of shame in the imperial public opinion was mentioned again, but this time it was not a trial, but an unexpected vindication, or even an enthronement!
In an instant, there seemed to be a huge uproar, and the people of the royal city were completely shocked.
"What's going on? Did I hear it wrong? The person your majesty conferred the title of emperor is Xiao? Isn't he a traitor? Did your majesty make a mistake? Xiao is a hero?"
"Impossible, how could His Majesty be wrong? Is there some inside story here? Wait, I suddenly remembered that although the Privy Council announced the evidence of Xiao's treason and the Holy See also confirmed that Xiao was a heretic, but our Majesty has never personally admitted it?"
"My son is a second lieutenant in the military. He mentioned to me that there seems to be something else going on here?"
"A Duke? It's been decades since something like this happened, right?"
"The key point is the Medal of Destiny! If Xiao were still alive, he would already be an aristocrat among aristocrats, almost equal to the royal family. Even when he meets the emperor, he doesn't have to salute! The status of both parties is equal!"
“He will not be politically purged and can deploy extraordinary troops from any city at will. There is no place in the entire empire that he cannot go to, including forbidden places and... the emperor’s bedroom!”
The people in the pub were talking and walking out into the street.
In the park, an old man was holding his child's hand and looking up at the sky.
Inside the Adventurer's Bar, the warlocks came out one after another, looking puzzled.
The students at Trinity Theological Seminary looked at each other, not knowing what would happen next.
People on the streets, and even the clergy in the churches, looked surprised.
At the moment when everyone is paying attention, a grand symphony bursts out and resounds through the sky!
—A majestic march!
That was the sacred music played by the court musicians using magic power. It was the coronation song of Brentania, symbolizing the supreme glory shining upon the empire and the eternal honor!
Outside Valhalla, a huge sculpture rose from the ground, accompanied by a deafening roar.
It was a figure wearing an iron devil mask and a red cloud and black robe. Even though he was dressed in black, he was bathed in the scorching sun, as if standing between the sky and the earth, tall and majestic.
Members of the Knights of the Holy Light stood guard beside it, swords drawn, as a sign of respect.
In the nine districts of the royal capital, thirty-six city gates were open.
The soldiers of the Legion of Glory poured into the city gate like a guard of honor. They were wearing armor, holding flags high, and had solemn expressions.
When the most exciting drum beats of the Majestic March were struck and the melody reached its climax, they all stopped in their tracks, turned to look at the sculpture and bowed, their roars resounding through the sky.
"Hail to the Commander-in-Chief—God bless the Empire, heroes are immortal!"
The soldiers' roars stirred the entire capital.
Pay the highest tribute to the heroes!
This scene is so shocking.
The streets and alleys are filled with countless residents and travelers, nobles and commoners.
Troubadours, street violinists, wandering painters, and even mercenaries.
Even the royal family members in the palace were horrified and speechless.
Of course, this is just a microcosm of the countless people in the royal capital.
The empress was like a phantom of a god, floating in the sky.
Looking down at his people.
In fact, before yesterday, she was still weighing the pros and cons as an emperor.
In the current situation, it is the best choice for Xiao, as a black magician, to bear all the blame.
Because only in this way can the situation be stabilized.
The conflict between the Brentanian Empire and the Messiah Church will also be eased.
But after yesterday, she no longer thought so.
That boy is a black magician.
Perhaps he is the most powerful black magician in the world.
He is a descendant of the House of Valerius, a true immortal.
A hybrid of the ancient demon race and the human race, a follower of the evil god.
Valerius Licinius, and possibly even the king of the undead.
If the Holy Messiah Church wants to let the faith of light ignite the entire Eastern Continent, then both the Brentanian Empire and the Kingdom of Loen will face the final choice.
And the empress was determined to resurrect the boy at all costs.