Chapter 454: Chapter 15 Above the Royal Palace
“Ah, Father King…”
Misaela let out a small whimper, her little hands nervously clutching the hem of her skirt. Her clear eyes discreetly lifted, carefully trying to gauge the King’s expression.
“This time, you sneaked out of the Royal Palace again through Vicena. I must say, seeing your daughter’s name on wanted posters submitted by the Privy Council for the past two years has been quite a peculiar experience.”
Although the King’s voice was gentle, as if he were joking, Misaela still felt immense pressure.
“Mmm, Father King, you know everything…”
Biting her teeth lightly, Misaela knew she couldn’t hide anything. She boldly lifted her head, her bright, clear eyes directly meeting the King’s face. She bit her lip and said:
“It’s all because Father King, you are so lenient with your subordinates. Those detestable nobles and merchants, they do so many hateful things, oppressing innocent people… I just can’t stand it.”
“So, Misaela is blaming me now?”
Lancaster shook his head and chuckled. A smile bloomed on his handsome face, and his lowered azure eyes gazed at the girl’s seemingly sulky, tender little face. The King suddenly shook his head and lightly pressed his temples with a raised finger.
“However, Misaela, you are too young. If there weren’t something I needed to tell you, I really wouldn’t have known you ran off to such a dangerous place.”
“Mmm, Misaela is already very strong. Even in the academy, not many people can defeat me.”
She mumbled with her head bowed, and the silver-haired princess suddenly raised her eyes: “Besides, Father King, didn’t you leave me the mark of the Sacred Sword… What’s so dangerous about that?”
“But you actually ran to Albert’s lair.”
Lancaster said: “Moreover, the fluctuations from the Sacred Sword that shattered the Sacred Sword mark on you were from Disax’s power… Hmph, these rebels, are they really trying to rely on his power?”
Seeing that the King was not overheating, Misaela’s curiosity was piqued again.
“Father King, Disax, are you referring to ‘Seed of Destruction’ that Albert mentioned? What is he… Mmm, also, you said earlier, is there something you need to tell me?”
“Disax… He was a star evil god who invaded the continent before you were born. Those rebels actually dare to fantasize about borrowing His power. However, the title ‘Seed of Destruction’ is quite fitting.”
Lancaster’s eyes shimmered slightly as he spoke: “However, even an evil god from the starry sky only perished under the Sacred Sword back then. A few fragments of destruction and some rebels with ulterior motives are not worth mentioning.”
“As for why I was looking for you—”
The King’s voice slightly slowed, making Misaela feel a trace of fear for some reason. Lancaster’s gaze fixed on the girl’s face:
“Misaela, you are my daughter. As of yesterday, I have received requests from many lords who wish to engage you.”
“Is that so…”
As if the temperature had drained from her sight, Misaela closed her eyes under her long lashes, biting her thin lips lightly, her small hands gripping tightly:
“Then, Father King, can you tell me who he is? Is it the young master of Grand Duke Winsor, or Count Jouan…?”
The girl lowered her eyelids slightly, pouting. She was sulking in her heart, thinking that no matter what her father decided about this forced “engagement,” she would completely ruin things…
Charlis stepped forward, holding the girl’s soft, delicate little hand, and said gently:
“Xiao Mi, do you remember the boy named Ig from the story that big sister told you in the Royal Palace last time?”
“Ah, you mean that person, I heard he’s the son of a lord…”
Misaela’s sapphire eyes suddenly widened, and her tone instantly rose: “Father King, you wouldn’t… marry me off to this, this person I haven’t even met!”
The King nodded and handed the red lacquered, gold-stamped contract from the long table to a courtier, instructing him to give it to the Little Princess:
“I have carefully reviewed Marquis Mays’ engagement contract, and this young man is indeed a good candidate.”
Seeing the girl’s eyes widen further, Lancaster smiled:
“Marquis Mays is also an old acquaintance of the Queen, and your mother also supports this marriage. As for this young man… not only Charle, but Vicena also went to evaluate Ig in the Flame Moon this summer, and has expressed her admiration to me more than once.”
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After a big quarrel, Misaela, with tear-filled eyes, rushed out of the King’s sleeping chambers, sobbing. Charlis also hurriedly followed her out. In the vast, resplendent sleeping chambers, only Lancaster and the black-robed attendant beside him remained.
After a moment of silence in the air, the black-robed attendant beside the King bowed slightly, but a woman’s voice emanated:
“Your Majesty, you seem to place great importance on this young man named Ig.”
“Of course. After all, he is Lott’s successor, and even Tegasol is currently in this young man’s hands. Kaina, what I told you about returning the Sacred Sword to his hands was not a joke.”
Lancaster said, looking at Kaina, who had transformed back into her witch form with black mist emanating from her, and smiled faintly: “If this Ig is willing to marry Misaela, it’s no big deal even if I hand over the King’s crown and the title of Hero to him.”
Peka’s crown, and even the titles of Savior and Radiant Hero, each existing to shock the entire continent, were spoken of so casually by Lancaster.
Kaina bowed her head slightly, seeming to agree with the King’s statement.
“By the way. Before, you should have been by Misaela’s side.”
The King’s voice suddenly came: “May I ask, what are your thoughts on Ig?”
“As you said, both in character and talent, he is indeed an excellent prospect. If you wish to hand over the Sacred Sword, this young man is indeed the best candidate.”
Kaina raised her head slightly: “As for those around him, besides the few girls from before, I also saw Siya from Tyrolatia and Andes, who is called the Holy Silver Knight.”
“Even the Empire’s Little Princess and the ‘Holy Son of Light’ have appeared by his side.”
Lancaster’s expression showed a flicker of surprise, then he shook his head and smiled:
“It seems Ig’s fortunes are truly astonishing… I just wonder what schemes that fellow Eggesti has up his sleeve. Heh, and he even formed a so-called ‘Public Welfare Alliance’ with the nobles in the southern territories.”
“As for ‘Seed of Destruction,’ Disax…”
The King’s contemplating voice echoed throughout the vast Royal Court. He suddenly shook his head, and the palm of his extended hand burst forth with brilliant golden radiance, drawing a line in the air.
It was as if the traces of space were stirred, but neither the gold-inlaid jade floor nor the exquisite and fragile porcelain sculptures in the Royal Court showed any signs of damage. Instead, it was as if spaces that were superimposed but not integrated with reality were folded.
As Lancaster made his move, shining runes of sacred gold and seals appeared in space, but they were immediately undone.
In the space of the Royal Court, a pitch-black aura, incongruous with elements and laws, overflowed from the spatial rift. Lancaster raised his head and walked into it.
The black-robed woman, Kaina, showed a slight smile and followed closely behind the King.
Above the Royal Palace lay the battlefield where the former King of Peka clashed with the invasion of the star evil god.
Lancaster’s footsteps carried him beyond the top of the Royal Palace, and what appeared before him was a withered and dead world.
Through the spatial fissures, the aura of destruction continuously overflowed. The debris in space and the constantly overflowing streams of pitch-black air were like stars being extinguished and falling in a brilliant white sword light.
Even now, the traces of battle had not been completely erased.
The sacred golden light emanating from Lancaster’s fingers condensed into a miniature golden Sacred Sword, severing a wisp of faint glow that had spread towards him. He turned to look at the black-robed woman following closely behind him.
“Twenty years ago, your true form descended here along with Disax and Rielrorty. Without your assistance, I would have had no chance of slaying those two star deities with the Sacred Sword alone.”
In Douglas’s words, the mysterious and ordinary black-robed woman Kaina, who followed by his side, was actually a fellow star evil god, and it was because of her betrayal that they were able to defeat the enemy!
“In the future that I foresee, conspiring with them, I have no chance of victory. Therefore, it is better to cooperate with Your Majesty.”
“Even if you brought the time forward by a hundred years?”
“You did not resist my temptation. Moreover, isn’t everything that is happening now precisely what I showed you back then?”
In response to the King’s words, the black-robed woman Kaina smiled faintly, then raised her head and spoke:
“However, Your Majesty, Disax did perish here. But as for Rielrorty’s existence, in my opinion, he merely chose to die voluntarily under your Sacred Sword.”
“Heh… If it was as you said, choosing to die voluntarily under the Sacred Sword, that would indeed be his style.”
Lancaster raised his handsome face, his blue-gold hair falling, and gazed seriously at the cluttered dark debris in space. He suddenly praised:
“When Disax perished, nearly half of his soul fragments fell onto the continent. However, in this space, even the efforts of over a hundred Royal Guards could not shake his power in the slightest.”
“Even now, I can still feel his will existing… Hmph, ‘Seed of Destruction,’ these incompetent fools, wanting to revive the existence of a star god to oppose me, this is indeed a bold idea.”
“Disax was the most powerful among us. Even in our world, on the surface, the ‘God King of Destruction’ is the closest to ‘Eternity’.”
Upon hearing the word “Eternity,” a noticeable ripple appeared in Lancaster’s eyes.
He suddenly turned his wrist, and the rippling radiance of the Sacred Sword erased the surrounding star debris. His starry pupils looked at the black-robed woman.
“In your world, Disax’s authority was to preside over the destruction of all ages. His realm being close to ‘Eternity’ is indeed to be expected.”
“However, as ‘Fate,’ what have you seen behind this veil?”
Kaina lowered her head, her expression respectful: “The Sacred Sword is the key. It will open the Gate of Eternity.”
“The Gate of Eternity… Haha!”
In the dark, withered world, the traces of light flashed with the ripples of the Sacred Sword, and Lancaster’s hearty laughter echoed through the withered stars. The darkness engulfed the King’s figure.
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Misaela’s engagement… it was briefly mentioned in the previous volume.
Actually, my initial setting for Lancaster was that he had minor flaws but no major ones… However, it seems I should portray Lancelot as a bit darker?
