After the Scarlet Night incident, the former emperor's health became very poor and he often fell into a deep sleep.
The former emperor had basically been bedridden until the old dean woke up.
Since His Majesty began to remember things, he has never heard of the term "son of the evil god".
In other words, this was not told to her by the previous emperor when he was still conscious.
By that time, the gravekeeper had already died.
The old dean was completely unaware of this matter.
Obviously, she had heard of this word only before the Scarlet Night!
However, Your Majesty is only twenty-two years old this year.
The timeline doesn't match!
What is crucial is that the First Ancestor also mentioned in his diary that he had seen His Majesty when he was a child!
This sounds like a fantasy.
But it's not completely illogical.
Because Licinius himself was an exception.
He was born very early, but was kept in a petri dish due to endless experiments.
Thus stopping the growth.
Where is Your Majesty
Why is she the most powerful individual in human history
"It would be great if you could regain consciousness at this moment, instead of being so mechanical and organizing a set of language logic in your mind to talk to me, meow." Viltiana said softly.
The Lord of Gray Mist does not have a specific personality or image.
Everything is just an illusion created with this young man as the core.
Licinius could not answer her question.
"Can I ask you a question?"
Weildiana said softly: "Meow..."
Licinius: "Yes..."
"Did you make the paper cranes and fireworks I received on New Year's Eve?"
Viltiana raised her beautiful eyes, with a hint of curiosity in her dark golden eyes.
Shit, we were just talking about serious business!
Li Xini's heart tightened, luckily he had coordinated the confession in advance.
Otherwise, it would be very likely to be exposed here.
Haha, luckily I’m smart!
"of course not."
Licinius used the Lord of Gray Mist to answer, "The Lord of Gray Mist will not actively interfere with reality. The New Year's gift you received should be from someone in reality who asked him to do so, right?"
Weildiana said "oh" and a cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes.
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In the courtyard deep in the palace, light snow began to fall without anyone noticing.
Catherine sat in front of the stone table, wearing an elegant cloak, her face eroded by time, full of emotion.
The widow of the previous emperor has been living in seclusion in the palace for many years.
At this time, Weildiana came over from the other side of the corridor, holding her military cap in one hand, her long golden hair still wet, and asked expressionlessly, "Mother, good evening."
Catherine looked at her daughter and smiled gently: "Are you done?"
"Well, not yet. There's one more thing to do."
Weildiana hesitated for a moment and asked, "Mother, when did you give birth to me?"
Catherine frowned: "Of course it was twenty-two years ago. My daughter, what's wrong with you?"
"It's alright, mother. I have some things to do, so I'll leave now."
Virtiana said goodbye politely, turned around and walked away in her high combat boots, her golden hair flying in the wind and snow.
At the same time, she picked up the communication mirror and said calmly: "Red Dragon, where is Constance?"
In the communication mirror, the red dragon responded, "Your Majesty, Director Constance has just finished chatting with Dean Hodel and is now on the avenue of the palace. He will leave the palace soon."
Viltiana paused for a moment, a cold smile forming on her lips.
"Stop him for me."
She paused and said, "I have something to ask him."
o
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In the dead of night, a pitch-black motorcycle was galloping across the wilderness, emitting red tail flames.
Li Xini rode a motorcycle at full speed with two little girls in his arms.
"It's incredible. Is this the power of alchemy technology?"
Bakar rode a giant wolf and followed closely behind him, saying with emotion: "My Wind Shadow Wolf is already an excellent mount, but it can only barely keep up with your speed. I think you should be able to be faster, right?"
Li Xini smiled faintly: "That's about it. Are you in a hurry to go home later?"
He spoke loudly against the strong wind.
Bakar also raised his voice: "Although Ola is still waiting for me at home for dinner, it is obvious that your affairs are more important. If you have something to do, I will stay with you, Master Valerius."
Licinius was silent for a moment, then he spoke loudly, "I'm sorry to bother you and your wife. I do have something to ask you to accompany me to the eternal resting place in the capital. I have something to do."
Bakar was stunned: "The place of eternal sleep?"
"Yes, I need to dig out all of your Majesty's deceased brothers and sisters."
Licinius said: "Sometimes, if you want to confirm something, the dead are more reliable than the living."
On the palm of his left hand, a scarlet inverted cross flashed with a strange light.
Chapter 253 I am willing to be loyal to Your Majesty!
The reception room in the palace was brightly lit.
Virtiana sat elegantly on the chair, her long legs crossed and swaying.
She held the coffee cup and blew gently, causing ripples to appear in the light brown liquid.
In silence, the Red Dragon stood beside her, expressionless.
"Good evening, your majesty."
Constance gave a polite smile. He sat in a wheelchair, looking weak and pale.
"Well, good evening. It's been a while since I've spoken to you in private, Sir Constance."
Weildiana asked calmly, "How are you feeling lately?"
Constance had already checked with his teammates. He knew that the current situation was stable, so he replied calmly, "Although there is indeed not much time left, it should not be a problem to hold on until Luciemia's wedding. I hope that before then, we can complete your promotion plan as soon as possible. You know, I can't hold on for much longer."
He asked with concern: "Your Majesty, what is your progress?"
There are many, complicated steps to advance to the eighth level.
Even many top warlocks are completely unaware of these conditions.
Viltiana said calmly: "The lock of reason is about to break."
The advancement of a warlock, from level one to level seven, requires absolute rationality.
In the end, your rationality will become a lock.
Protect your soul from external pollution.
But if you want to advance to the eighth level, you must break this lock and release the seed of divinity.
Eventually, the seed of divinity merged with the outside world.
Thus begins the ceremony.
Of course, there are still many troublesome steps to go.
"That's good… "
"I hope everything goes well," Constance said.
Weildiana hummed: "Speaking of which, how is your daughter?"
Constance sighed, "When she was promoted, something went wrong, causing her negative personality to dominate. But for some reason, she didn't turn into a murderer, and there is still room for salvation. Currently, she has gone to the Creed Church, hoping to compete for the inheritance of the next Shadow King."
Weildiana narrowed her beautiful eyes and said meaningfully, "That's a life-or-death situation. Have you thought it through?"
Constance said helplessly: "What's the point of me thinking it through? My daughter has grown up and has her own ideas. What can I do as a father? What's more, I am not a very competent father."
Viltia took a sip of coffee, pursed her scarlet lower lip, and said calmly, "So, you have been running the Administration for your wife for so long, but in the end, your daughter not only refuses to inherit your family fortune, but also runs away to the Creed Church. And you are about to die, but you still haven't chosen a successor?"
She raised her beautiful eyes, and her gaze silently became sharp.
Constance's heart skipped a beat; His Majesty seemed to have something else in mind.
Of course he has an heir.
But this heir cannot be told to His Majesty!
Weildiana said to herself: "What's interesting is that when I was underground in the capital, I once felt the breath of annihilation, but in the end you told me it was Norn.
Later, you told me that the series of events that happened in the capital were caused by Norn. Well, I really can't find any reason to refute it, but I just feel it's weird."
She crossed her arms, her dark golden eyes seemed to be burning, and she said coldly: "Now all of you have made a unified confession, claiming that the entire estate of Valerius Licinius is in the hands of Norn."
"Then can you explain why I received a New Year's gift on New Year's Eve, but Norn didn't even know what it was?"
The answer to her was silence.
Constance asked blankly: "What New Year's gift? I don't know."
Weildiana said calmly: "Fireworks, confession."
Constance cursed inwardly, and forced a smile and said, "Ah, this. Think about it, Nolan is his childhood sweetheart and also his lover. How could he let Nolan do it for him when he confessed to you? Isn't that a scumbag? So it's very reasonable that Nolan doesn't know, right?"
Viltiana raised her carefully painted eyebrows: "Really?"
"yes."
Constance continued to struggle and said, "It's possible that he commissioned someone, or that he used alchemical technology, divination or something like that. These are all very possible, right?"
"Well, what you said does make sense."
Weildiana said calmly, "However, I want to remind you of one thing. Lord Constance, strictly speaking, I am no longer a seventh-level demigod, and I possess two completely contradictory yet non-repulsive powers at the same time. I guess that no one in this world has ever reached my current level, including the teacher and the dean."
Constance was stunned.
"Not a demigod, but somewhere between a demigod and a god."
Viltia said with a half-smile: "My perspective is different from yours."
Constance: “…”
"The old dean's ability to determine fate can indeed conceal the truth, change fate, obscure the future, and graft the past. However, my eyes can see all traces of modification."
Viltiana paused and said, “I have traced the situation from the cleansing operation of the Administration Bureau to the incident at Trinity College, the battle outside the capital, the Valerius family and the Rose Sword School, and even the last Scarlet Night.
And guess what I saw at the festival held in Josiah yesterday? It's interesting that you actually united so many people and fabricated so much evidence to cooperate with the old dean's actions. "
Constance was struck by lightning.
However, as a big boss, there was no change in his breathing, heartbeat, or even blood flow rate.
However, the other person does not have such strong willpower.