Your Majesty, Please Behave Yourself

Chapter 313: Section 313

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Generally speaking, when the fifth level is promoted to the sixth level, it may be able to be concealed.

Every promotion ceremony of a demigod is kept secret.

But every time, the whole world knows.

As for the promotion ceremony to the divine level, in fact, it is not limited to the world of warlocks. Even an unweaned kid on the border of the empire, or even a pig raised in a pig pen, can sense it.

Because the moment the empress was about to be promoted, the whole world saw her majestic appearance.

Above the sky, a blazing sun was burning, releasing brilliant, bright light.

There is a vague shadow of a blond woman, suspended between the sky and the earth like a god. The burning sun is her noble crown. She overlooks her empire and people from a high position, so majestic.

The entire empire, and even all creatures in the Eastern Continent, can feel the suffocating pressure.

Because the rules of the world are loosening.

Even those ancient creatures sleeping in the forbidden land have rarely revived.

Especially in the royal capital, as long as you look up to the sky, you will look like a god.

Novia stood in the courtyard, looked up at the sky, and murmured: "Before this, I may have never thought that being promoted to the divine level would be such a spectacular sight. This is the true strength hidden by His Majesty. No wonder It is said that if Your Majesty really goes all out and uses the power of the World Tree, she may be able to destroy half of the continent. "

This is the only reason why the Brentania Empire has not yet been annexed by the Papal States.

For a moment, countless metals on the long street trembled and trembled angrily.

At the same time, there was a vague smell of burning ashes.

Nolen sat on his knees on the lawn, countless metallic liquids suspended in the void, forming countless steel rings.

She opened her eyes, and in the depths of her beautiful green eyes was a terrifying metallic color.

From this moment on, she was finally a fifth-level warlock.

"Success?"

Novia took a deep look at the girl and said calmly: "It was half an hour faster than I expected. The resources you used for this promotion are more advanced than mine. Were they sent by the old dean? ? In addition, you have been settling down for several years. It won’t be long before you can reach the peak of warlock with me.”

Nolen closed his eyes, feeling the magic power surging in his body, and hummed.

At this time, Irena also opened her eyes, and the depths of her pupils were filled with vaguely burning ashes.

"I have also advanced to the fifth level." She said softly.

She was originally a warlock of the wind and fire systems, and was very suitable for the composite magic of the ash system.

That was the inheritance given to her by the Sword Master before he died.

The original intention was for her to unseal a sacred relic after mastering the ash magic.

But in the end, the Rose Sword School was dead, and so were the two generations of sword masters.

The ash magic gave her an advantage in vain.

"Just get promoted safely."

Novia finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although the fifth-level promotion ceremony was not that dangerous, there was no guarantee that accidents would not occur.

Especially during this time when the rules of the world are loosening.

At this time, a carriage stopped at the door of No. 57 Zebra Street.

"Novia..."

Sphiny stuck her head out and waved her hands enthusiastically.

Morn and Klein, the two top level five assistants, were also sitting in the carriage, nodding slightly.

A member of the Moonlight Kiss adventure group.

"Since you two have been successfully promoted, I will leave first. His Majesty is about to be promoted, and we must also be called to the Holy Angel Castle to ensure that we will not be interfered by the enemy or the forces of some warlock organizations."

Novia glanced at the two girls again and said: "I have a vague feeling that something big may happen today. You two are still at home waiting for Licinius to come back. Pay attention to your safety and don't mess around."

Nolen responded softly: "Sister, be careful too."

Irena also showed a gentle and demure smile, and said with a smile: "I know, sister."

Novia turned around and left with relief and got into the carriage.

"Phew, sister Novia is finally gone."

Irena breathed a sigh of relief, patted her plump breasts, and complained: "Every time she is here, I have to pretend to be a little resentful woman. Although it is fun, it is also really tiring."

Nolen tilted his head: "What do you mean?"

"Ahem, it's not interesting. You don't need to understand."

Irena said with a smile: "Since we have all been promoted, let's go?"

Nolen seemed a little worried and couldn't help but ask: "Is everything really going to be okay?"

Irena hummed: "If I were still at the fourth level, I would indeed need to sacrifice my soul in order to unlock the holy relic. But now that I am at the fifth level, I don't have to pay such a big price. The most I can do is sacrifice my soul. Injured? Just rest at home for a while. I will also help him manage the Chamber of Commerce for a while, so there is no need to participate in the battle."

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The magnificent palace is now deserted.

His Majesty had already led the Knights of Holy Light to Castel Sant'Angelo early in the morning.

The military headquarters and the command bureau also joined forces in a rare move, sealing off seven surrounding cities, blocking all traffic arteries, and using violent flying dragons and other aerial monsters to gain control of the air.

The secret agents of the Night Watch also set out in an unprecedented collective effort to visit and investigate.

Major adventurer associations.

The movements of the ancient warlock organization.

Even the Papal State, as well as the external forces of the Loen Kingdom.

These people may come to take a share of the pie.

Especially the Holy Cult of Messiah.

If there is anyone in this world who does not want His Majesty to be promoted to the eighth level, then it is definitely these religious people.

The night watchmen who originally had code names will also accompany His Majesty to Castel Sant'Angelo.

However, Old Neil did not set off with the large army immediately.

He is a rare spiritual warlock who is proficient in prophecy, divination and perception. He is an indispensable and powerful assistant. Logically speaking, he should always be by His Majesty's side to prevent unexpected situations from happening.

It's just that the captain's order is beyond the pale.

He was ordered to stay to confirm one thing.

"Sir Neil?"

Catherine sat in the empty courtyard, a trace of curiosity flashed in her gentle eyes: "Didn't you accompany His Majesty on the trip?"

Old Neil shook his head and said respectfully: "No, His Majesty asked me to stay and confirm something with you."

Catherine tilted her head suspiciously: "You ask..."

Old Neil asked: "You are His Majesty's biological mother and the wife of the late emperor. You have experienced that era. The reason why the late emperor was able to ascend the throne and be crowned was inseparable from the help of the first generation of night watchmen, right?"

Catherine nodded: "Yes, that's right."

Old Neil asked again: "But you can't remember what they did back then, right?"

Catherine was startled slightly, a trace of confusion and pain flashed in her eyes, and there was a dull pain in her temples.

"Including your daughter, Valtiana Via Salvatore, when did you give birth to her? Specifically during the day or at night? Who was accompanying you? Your Majesty, when you were there Are you around?"

Seeing her expression, Old Neil turned slightly pale and confirmed, "You don't even remember, right?"

Catherine shook her head and explained: "Valtiana also asked me this question, but I have given birth to too many children. I still can't remember clearly what happened more than 20 years ago."

Old Neil was silent for a second: "The only thing you are sure of is, twenty-two years ago?"

Catherine nodded confidently.

"I understand, excuse me."

Old Neil turned and left, walked to the corridor of the courtyard, tremblingly took out the communication mirror, and said hoarsely: "Old Dean Hodel? Captain, he is right, Princess Catherine's memory has also been touched. Hands and feet! I felt that when I asked her those questions, her soul fluctuated with the same frequency as the captain! "

"Princess Catherine can't remember the details of His Majesty's birth. I even doubt whether He was born to her. This is simply unbelievable.

This means that the memories of Princess Catherine and Captain have been tampered with by the same person! Dean, do you know who in this country has such ability? "

He asked in a trembling voice: "The one who can do such a thing must be someone from within the empire!"

In the communication mirror, there was a heart-stopping silence.

"Gaius..."

The old man's sigh was drowned in the cold winter wind.

At the same time, an earth-shattering roar burst out from the direction of Holy Trinity College.

Elder Dean Hodel looked at the empty chessboard. The black emperor and the black queen stood alone together, surrounded by countless white pieces, as if they were in trouble, unable to break free, and lifeless.

He raised his wise eyes, flashing a trace of indescribable complexity and confusion.

Finally he raised his hand and touched the void.

Countless white pieces were shattered in response.

"Dean, what's wrong with you?"

Mr. Zolman asked in a low voice as he had a bad feeling.

Old Dean Hodel shook his head, closed his trembling eyes, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Gaius, why?"

I saw a silhouette of a peerless man rising into the sky like a god and fleeing into the distance.

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Valtiana stood on the back of the dragon of light, breaking through the cold wind above the sky, and swooped down.

I saw her holding her hands on her chest, her long golden hair like a waterfall swaying in the wind, her cold and dark golden eyes reflecting the empty and deserted city, and a smile gradually appeared on her lips.

The residents of Castel Sant'Angelo had already migrated to the next city seven days ago.

At this moment, this is an empty city.

Because the ascension ceremony will trigger unprecedented energy and riots of rules.

No living creature can come close.

The military warlocks built a huge altar in just four days.

The altar is located in the very center of the city, a huge Babel Tower, standing between the sky and the earth.

The turbulent mercury flowed on the edge of the altar, roaring like a rushing river.

The huge alchemical matrix is driven by the natural power of the entire city, the spirit of earth, wind, water, fire, and the five elements intertwined.

It almost caused elemental turbulence.

The storm was raging, its howling sound in the silence was like the whimpering of ghosts, shaking the dead leaves on the trees on the long street and rustling. There were even thunderstorms brewing, with lightning crisscrossing the sky, igniting fire in the sky, and flying sand and rocks all over the sky.

"Valtiana."

The giant dragon of light spoke human words: "You are going to be promoted to the divine level, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid."

Valdiana said lightly: "Isn't it just a ceremony to ascend to the gods? If anyone wants to come and fight with me, then just come and give it a try. Get rid of them as soon as possible. I still have to go home and mess with me. 's basement."

The dragon of light asked blankly: "Basement?"

Valtiana cleared her throat and responded: "Well, in short, I want to finish this battle as soon as possible. I still have people I want to see. There are too many things I want to say to him, and there are too many things I want to talk to." He will do it together. I have been the emperor for six years. If I don't complete this ascension ceremony, I will only have fourteen years. "

"It's too short. I think a thousand years is too little, let alone fourteen years?"

She seemed to have thought of something, and a rare and gentle smile appeared on her lips: "He is immortal, and in such a long life, loneliness is his most powerful enemy. I want to spend as much time with him as possible. a period of time."

The dragon of light was astonished: "Vertiana, are you in love?"

Valtiana raised a smile on her lips and said calmly: "That's right..."