Chapter 313: Don’t Bow Your Head, The Crown Will Fall
Viktor shook his head.
If you bend down, the crown will fall.
Aurelianne became somewhat anxious.
Why?
If she really became emperor, wouldn't she be able to have everything she wanted?
But...
The title of sovereign and subject felt so heavy?
"I..."
At this moment, Viktor had already stood up.
Aurelianne raised her head, staring blankly at Viktor.
However, his gaze, at this moment, was no longer on her.
He was just looking past Aurelianne.
And Aurelianne also stared blankly behind herself.
There stood a silver-white knight wearing a blue dress with armor on her shoulders.
Her silver-white long hair was like fibers crystallized from snowflakes.
Carrying snow-like purity, revealing that cold and distant nobility.
That was her other teacher.
Gwen Delin.
At the same time, she had another identity.
Viktor's fiancée.
As if sensing Viktor's gaze.
That perfect knight who seemed to stand between wind and snow finally moved.
As if shaking off the frost all over her body, she stepped forward, steadily walking to Aurelianne's front.
After that, she gave a slight bow to Aurelianne in the manner of a knight.
Then, she stood behind Viktor.
And in Aurelianne's eyes, the figures of Viktor and Gwen seemed to be merging.
A deep blackness, and immaculate whiteness.
The two standing together looked so perfectly matched.
In her ears, she seemed to hear Viktor's still calm voice, but she didn't hear it very clearly.
"It's getting late, Gwen and I should head back."
"Then, see you tomorrow, Your Highness."
He walked with Gwen, side by side, stepping past the golden doorframe, heading outside the banquet hall.
Aurelianne wanted to say something, but it was as if a stone was stuck in her throat, unable to utter a single word.
Furrowing her brows, her choked throat could only let out a heavy breath of air.
She desperately reached out, wanting to touch Viktor's receding figure.
Several council members and Duke Levi approached Aurelianne together, interrupting her silence.
Heim Horn's phantom-like face with indescribable electric snow flakes came closer:
"Please don't worry, Your Highness."
"This is also the deal made between our council and your father."
Aurelianne turned around, staring blankly at Heim Horn's smiling expression:
"Councilor Horn..."
Duke Levi also stepped forward, giving a slight bow to Aurelianne.
"Your Highness."
"Duke Levi..."
Several heavyweight fourth-tier mages stood beside her.
As if protecting her safety, and also silently supporting her.
But Aurelianne just wanted to ignore everyone around her.
Her gaze still looked in the direction Viktor had gone.
Staring intently at Viktor's increasingly diminishing figure.
As if even from a hundred yards away, she could hear a faint voice.
But it didn't come from Viktor.
"Viktor, was I well-behaved today?"
"I didn't act impulsively, didn't do anything else."
Viktor turned his head back, wearing a smile Aurelianne had never seen before.
As if doting, he nodded to Gwen.
"Mm, very good."
Gwen's expression remained unchanged, her snow-silver hair giving her an air of mystery under the night sky.
Though her coldness made people feel distant.
At this moment, her nobility.
Seemed to bloom specially for Viktor:
"Then hug me."
"When we get home."
The two walked side by side on the road, in wordless companionship.
Until their diminishing figures gradually blurred and disappeared from view.
Only then did Aurelianne blink her eyes.
She wasn't sure if Viktor had really left, or if the hazy air had obscured her vision.
But no matter how carefully Aurelianne looked at the winding road, only a touch of deep night darkness remained.
She felt a daze coming over her, the light in her eyes seemed to leave her, merging with the pitch-black night sky and the golden splendor of the banquet hall,
Leaving only a dim depth like a moth stuck to her eyes, fluttering its wings.
The swaying shadows behind her also gradually became calm in the candlelight, on the golden floor.
Stretching very long, very long.
...
A day quickly passed.
The capital welcomed the faintly appearing dawn just like before.
Last night's news spread rapidly throughout the noble circles.
Like a surging tide, roughly sweeping everyone into it.
The emperor had already decided the next heir.
Not the crown prince, nor the second prince,
But the kingdom's princess, Aurelianne Sol.
This news was too sudden, like a bomb thrown into the deep ocean last night.
But perhaps thrown too deep, it didn't create much of a stir.
Because no one found it strange.
Last night, most nobles in the capital attended this banquet.
Those who personally heard Emperor Aubrey's announcement naturally wouldn't have any excited feelings anymore.
Moreover, compared to this.
Several nobles were killed by Viktor at yesterday's banquet.
If this news spread, perhaps many people would be interested.
It might even make the common people feel uneasy.
For most of the common people, apart from the nobles.
Those seemingly evil goddess cultists seemed closer to their lives than something as distant as the princess's ascension to the throne.
If one day, their close relatives also turned into such monsters
Crawling out from corpse husks... transforming into black writhing flesh...
Just thinking about it made people feel extremely horrified.
Meanwhile.
A simple and plain carriage was pulled by horses, rumbling over the dusty road.
All around were waist-high green weeds, swaying with the gentle breeze, bending their bodies to one side.
The dense shaking forests in the distance also made "rustle rustle" sounds, with no other vehicles passing on the roads near and far.
But sitting in the bumpy plain carriage was a not-so-plain man.
The second prince received the news, sitting in the swaying carriage, expressionless.
He put the already opened envelope aside on the seat, rubbing his brow, taking a deep breath.
"Sigh..."
Recently, the second prince had been feeling very weary, both physically and mentally.
Since returning from the Northern Territory, he felt his luck had become too bad.
First he broke his ribs twice in succession, and finally was targeted by the entire Monster Hunter organization.
For some reason, he often saw those Monster Hunters in the capital recently.
The greed within him kept telling him that these Monster Hunters were looking for something.
But what could Monster Hunters be looking for?
Isn't it just things like demons?
There was no choice, because of the large-scale appearance of Monster Hunters, he had to leave the capital to hide for a while.
He could use his identity as a prince to drive those Monster Hunters away.
But the problem is...
Who the hell did this, why were all those Monster Hunters wearing the Kravina family crest?
How did even Monster Hunters end up working for the Kravina family?
All of this seemed to start when his mother, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, returned.
And now, even the throne had slipped from his hands.
The second prince only found it laughable,
Father seemed to have never acknowledged him and Albanie.
It was as if everything they had done appeared extremely ridiculous in father's eyes.
In the end, he gave the throne to his more beloved little princess.
He was even willing to let a princess inherit the empire.
Before this, neither he nor Albanie.
Neither of them had considered the little princess as any threat.
After a long while, the voice of the knight driving the carriage came from outside.
"Your Highness, there's another piece of news from the capital."
"Princess seems to be leaving the empire in these two days, visiting the Kingdom of Kant in the name of the empire."
"Viktor will go too."
The second prince rubbed his brow, letting out a heavy polluted breath.
"I see."
Feeling the swaying carriage, he raised his head again, saying faintly:
"Let's go to Godinlima, my royal brother Albanie's territory."
"Such good news, I think I should let him share in the joy with me."
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