Yes, sad.
A child who looked no more than four years old died here.
He didn't even have the right to be buried, but was instead sealed in a safe.
It was just a child.
Even though Licinius believed that human nature is evil and that people need to be guided to be good, what mistakes could a child who was less than four years old make
"Whether you are number zero or number two, I will know your true identity."
Licinius reached out into the void, the gray mist spread out, and he took out the sealed file.
Momoku-chan's divination abilities are not without limits.
First of all, you need to determine the approximate status of the thing you are fortune-telling about.
Secondly, you need to establish a certain connection with the thing you are fortune-telling, that is, collect clues.
Another very important factor is the medium of divination.
Finally, there is the scale of the alchemical matrix.
For example, it was actually quite difficult for Licinius to predict whether His Majesty liked him.
But if the two people have a close relationship and can get the pink and white panties worn by His Majesty as the medium of the ceremony, even with the lowest-scale alchemical matrix, they can predict the result.
Licinius believed that he had collected enough clues, and after reading the file, he would understand most of the truth of the matter and continue to deepen his connection with the matter, so this divination did not require a large-scale matrix.
The conditions he currently has are sufficient.
o
o
"You could actually fool him, right?"
Dean Hodel said dimly, "But you chose to tell him everything. What if he thinks that everything he has been through over the years was caused by us? Then the heir you personally trained will become like Alessandro and turn against you."
The gravekeeper said calmly, "I told too many lies when I was alive, and I don't want to lie to people anymore after I die."
Dean Holder blew his beard and glared: "Don't want to lie? You?"
"As a night watchman, weaving lies is a necessary skill for me."
The gravekeeper explained: "But I won't lie when it comes to matters of principle."
Dean Hodel spread his hands and said, "What if he really turns against us? Are you still planning to kill him?"
The gravekeeper smiled, a rare smile.
“I trust my vision.”
He said seriously: "The successor I personally chose won't be that stupid."
Dean Hodel hesitated for a moment: "Gaius, you are not..."
The gravekeeper hummed and said meaningfully: "This is the assessment of the Night Watch. Although he is already the second generation, except for the divine punishment in the border war, everything else is like playing house compared to us back then. If he can pass the test, then he can truly gain my recognition."
He paused and said, "I will pass on the true Night's Watch to him."
Dean Hodel was shocked: "You, you! The real night watchman? You..."
"I did die back then, but I never said that all the Night's Watchmen of that generation were dead."
The gravekeeper said calmly, "This is the force I prepared to fight against the Church. Eighteen years ago, I chose His Majesty, and His Majesty did not let me down. Today I chose Licinius, and I believe he will not let me down either."
"Gaius, I really don't understand you any more."
Dean Hodel sighed and said, "You night watchmen are all crazy!"
The gravekeeper smiled and said, "The first rule of a night watchman is that he cannot trust anyone except himself. He must have the ability to see through lies, no matter who he is facing. Otherwise, you will not be able to fight against the Church, even if you are as strong as His Majesty."
Dean Hodel was silent. He looked at the lonely Black Emperor and Black Queen on the chessboard and said quietly, "Since you chose him a long time ago, why did you let them suffer so much?"
The gravekeeper was silent for a moment.
"If you bring this up, I'll have to defend myself a little."
He said expressionlessly, "At that time, I was still in the dormant period and could not interfere too much in the real world, but I also used some of my connections to improve their lives. However, I was afraid of alerting Alessandro and attracting his attention. So I had to find another way and start with Norn."
Dean Hodel asked, "For example?"
The gravekeeper said calmly, "For example, I asked one of my old subordinates to look for Norn. He told her that her grandfather was waiting for her at home and asked her if she was willing to go home and live a good life."
Dean Hodel asked again: "And then?"
The gravekeeper replied: "Then... my men were beaten up by her."
Dean Hodel held his forehead with his hand: "You died too early. You didn't even accompany your daughter, so you don't understand at all. It would be strange if you weren't regarded as a human trafficker."
"So later I stopped telling her that Grandpa was waiting for her. I asked many powerful sorcerers to find the girl and offered to teach her, but she still didn't want to leave Licinius. What can I do?"
The gravekeeper complained helplessly: "You don't know, during those years I was still in a state of confusion, couldn't sleep well every day, and secretly helped them to ward off many dangers. Licinius is indeed very smart, but he was too weak at that time. Even the current Valerius family is no match for him."
Dean Hodel raised his eyebrows: "Then why didn't you take Norn away in the first place?"
At that time, the relationship between the two children was not that deep.
"I won't answer this question for you for now. There are many reasons, but I can't tell you."
The gravekeeper said, "But in the following years, when the two children had grown up, I was able to help them, but I didn't want to do that."
Dean Hodel shrugged: "I know you're going to say that old thing again."
"Yes, if you want to fight against fate, then you must learn to clench your fists."
The gravekeeper said, "But without fire in your heart, you will become weak. How can you make a fist?"
o
o
There was a constant roar in the world above the gray fog.
Licinius stood in the depths of the gray fog, looking up at the sky, silent.
Countless lights and shadows flashed before his eyes, like an old projector being turned on, and the surging past came like a tide, drowning him.
The truth is right before our eyes.
He saw the scarlet blood moon and the blood surging on the long street.
People wearing steel masks walked through the streets, harvesting lives.
There was a vague shadow in a black cloak floating above the blood moon.
He said, burn it!
The long street was on fire and countless people were engulfed in flames.
The firelight illuminated his steel demon mask.
However, the group of people in the flames were like immortal demons, allowing the flames to burn them.
At the end of the darkness, there is an old man with a cane, smoking a pipe.
He stretched out his hand and grasped the void, and countless howls of pain rang out.
Those who were burned by the flames were reduced to ashes.
The first Night's Watcher, Gaius.
Hodel, President of Holy Trinity Theological Seminary.
This was the Scarlet Night incident decades ago!
The image in the gray fog began to stir again, reflecting the dark basement.
The roar continued and blood seeped in from the ceiling.
The children were howling.
At the end of the basement was a petri dish with a silver-haired baby floating in the nutrient solution.
Someone broke into the basement, cut off the pipes connected to the petri dishes, took away the most important silver-haired baby, and then set a fire inside, and the flames burned fiercely.
In the firelight, that young face was so familiar.
Valerius Bourne.
Next, the gray fog began to ripple like a mirage in the water.
This time it’s still a basement, a brand new basement.
Researchers in white coats were busy, and alchemical equipment was emitting sharp alarms.
In dozens of petri dishes, silver-haired children were sleeping.
However, at that moment, a silver-haired child opened his eyes, and a blazing golden light shone deep in the bottom of his pupils, and countless bubbles suddenly surged in the nutrient solution!
boom!
There was an explosion in the laboratory and fire broke out.
When the explosion subsided.
The silver-haired boy stood naked in the center of the laboratory.
Another boy, who looked exactly like him, knelt in front of him.
As if... kneeling down!
Darkness came and everything was submerged.
A woman's voice rang out from the gray fog.
"I can't tell who he is, but we can't kill him no matter what. There must be someone alive in our family. We must raise this child and use him as a trump card against our family."
The voice of Grand Duke Bern sounded: "From today on, this boy's name will be Valerius Licinius. He will be my son, the heir of the House of Valerius!"
"Bourne, this isn't your biological son, why did you choose him as your successor?"
Mrs. Rosa said, "Are you crazy? What if he's not Zero?"
no answer.
It seemed like a long time had passed.
"Two years have passed, and he hasn't shown any of the Valerius family's immortality. Oh my god, it was Zero who died, but this idiot survived
Bastard, waste! Go and drain his blood for me, and use his blood to revive Novia! I can't accept that the last person left alive is a waste! "
Grand Duke Bern's voice sounded again: "No, no! Leave him alive. I still want to use him as a smokescreen to confuse our family. He still has some value."
"What will Novia think in the future if she knows that you experimented on her?" asked Mrs. Rosa.
"Heh, so she can't be the heir to the House of Valerius."
Grand Duke Bern said coldly: "We can have another child. Forget about this month. I still have to prepare to explore the forbidden land with the Frostian family."
Mrs. Rosa: "What are you looking for?"
Archduke Bern: "It has nothing to do with you."
All sounds disappeared again.
When the image lit up again in the gray fog, it was the burning fire.
A woman with platinum-blond hair escaped holding a girl, and threw her out desperately.
He fell in the snow, with blood all over his back.
The girl was frightened and cried, squatting on the snow.
The boy staggered over from a distance, hugged her in his arms, and looked around nervously.
Someone was standing under the tree, watching them silently.
In the firelight, the man's face was covered with scars, but his features were 70% similar to the boy's.
Far away, a group of people stood on a mountain, overlooking the fire below.
"The Frostian family is destroyed."
"As expected, they took things they shouldn't have taken."
"But why is there still a girl alive? But this is also good, we can take this opportunity to eat into the inheritance of the Frostian family, right?"