Chapter 767 Prince Heinrich

Three days have passed since two major cases broke out in Leipzig, the city of knowledge.

When Ferdinand Heinrich von Leipzig finally returned by car to Leipzig, the city of knowledge to which he was most loyal, the first thing he did was to go to his residence.

When he just arrived at the door, the butler who had been notified in advance was already waiting there.

Seeing the old butler's hesitant expression, Count Leipzig guessed most of what was going on.

——If nothing unexpected happens, someone should be waiting for him at home.

"who?"

Count Leipzig did not stop, but took off his thin coat and handed it to the old butler, and asked at the same time.

"It's General Karl..."

The old butler chased after Leipzig, holding his taken-off coat in his arms, and added: "In your study."

"You didn't let him look through the things, did you?"

Count Leipzig asked subconsciously, but then waved his hand: "Forget it, it doesn't matter... It's none of your business."

——Anyway, if that old guy Karl wants to look through his letters, these people can't stop him.

Count Leipzig thought.

When he opened the door, he saw that familiar figure——

An old man with white hair, wearing a double-breasted trench coat-style military uniform, stood quietly in front of his collection shelf with his back straight and his crutches inserted in front of him like a sword.

Seeing this scene, Count Leipzig subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

His scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, and he smoothed his golden hair back, a familiar, friendly smile on his face. That smile made him look more like a mild-mannered middle school teacher who never got angry about a joke, rather than a count or a prince.

"Long time no see, General... How are you?"

Count Leipzig smiled and asked tentatively.

General Leo Karl didn't directly respond to his question. Instead, he spoke in a deep voice, "I thought you were different from the other Moon Children. The result... is still the same. Becoming a Moon Child means the degeneration of humanity."

The moment the old man spoke, Count Leipzig immediately realized that the crackling sound of a bonfire that accompanied General Karl's speech had completely disappeared. Although the voice was steady and stern, it lacked that unparalleled overwhelming power, making General Karl sound more like an ordinary old man.

...He really did lose his demonic incarnation.

Only then did Count Leipzig fully confirm the information he had received.

When the "Starry Night" arrived, Leo Karl lost his power of transcendence - his power was completely transformed into the power of a warrior adapted to the Tao.

This kind of cross-path power transfer is quite rare. Usually, only the power of the Pillar God can add a high-level path power to a soul out of thin air that the other party has never mastered.

Furthermore, even for the Pillar Gods, accomplishing this task wasn't without constraints. They still had to obey the underlying rules they had established.

At this point, Count Leipzig casually replied: "I can't resist my instinct, just as you can't resist your mission...

"At least, the items I have here are all collected voluntarily. The same cannot be said for the soldiers you killed."

The huge wall that General Karl was looking at had blank spaces one after another.

Inside the grid are works of art carefully crafted by Count Leipzig——

A woman with long, curly white hair was placed in a pristine, elongated porcelain vase, her head resting on the rim. Her serene expression, like a blooming lily, illuminated by the light from above, appeared incomparably holy. Yet, this narrow, elongated vase couldn't possibly hold a complete person—not even a full body; at best, it could only hold her internal organs.

In another cell, the heads of a pair of triplets were stitched together, resembling a majestic statue. Each possessed a distinct expression: joy, anger, and sorrow. Their four extra arms were each engaged in gestures and spells. Their eyes were open, meeting General Karl's gaze.

A terrified young man, his frail body naked, fled across the snow on all fours, his thighs and forearms bulging with muscle, a vivid sensibility. Behind him, a bullet floated in midair. Pink petals, frozen in the air, drifted around it. A pair of stag antlers were embedded in the boy's forehead, leaving him as helpless as a fawn.

And in the middle of the entire wall, there is a twisted cherry tree——

A mature woman raises her arms as if embracing the sun, revealing her fair, voluptuous body. This body merges with the cherry tree, branches sprouting from its flesh, and her flawless, white skin revealed through the cracks in the twisted trunk.

Her pupils were filled with holy compassion, and under the illumination of the white light above her head, her body glowed like a saint.

The most astonishing thing was that everyone here was "alive." The vase girl's eyelids were still trembling slightly, while the tree man's chest was still rising and falling steadily.

Count Leipzig's lips curled up elegantly, and he smoothed his hair. He asked ostentatiously, "What do you think? I think the masters of the path of beauty are only at this level."

"Weren't you once a 'Master'?"

General Karl said sarcastically, "Have you forgotten? How did you become a prince back then?"

Count of Leipzig, Prince Henry, did not inherit the title.

Valentine VI was a queen. And Finn Heinrich, once a commoner, became her third husband, securing the title of prince, thanks to his handsomeness and artistic accomplishments. However, he wasn't a true transcendent of beauty, but rather a demonologist... though he requested others address him as "Master."

In terms of seniority, Count Leipzig could be considered the stepfather of the contemporary monarch.

Although he was considered a gigolo, at least he had a good relationship with Valentine VI... unless you mention that he was only 25 when Valentine VI was 50.

Until the death of Valentine VI, he had not yet advanced to the fourth level. However, due to his special status, Finn Heinrich was invited to join the Rosicrucian Society.

The former Prince Henry wanted his child with Valentine VI to inherit the throne - even though the girl was only two years old at the time. Because of this, the unreasonable Prince Henry became a thorn in the eyes and flesh of the ministers.

In the end, he was easily assassinated... but thanks to his adaptability in the Path of Love, he was resurrected by Hong Xiang himself.

The resurrected "Prince Heinrich" inherited his previous political legacy and changed his attitude... and instead supported Alfonso Valentin to take the throne.

This young monarch, who was only sixteen years old, was the prime minister's preferred successor.

It was thanks to Valentine VII's reward that we have today's "City of Knowledge Leipzig" and the Count of Leipzig.

And General Karl had met the Count of Leipzig when he was still a righteous young man.

He once regarded Count Leipzig as his mentor, idol, and godfather... It was not until Leo Carl grew old, came into contact with the highest level circle of Star Antimony, and learned about the darkness that he had not been qualified to touch in the past, that he gradually realized how naive he was in the past.

Facing the sarcasm from General Karl, whom he had personally raised, Count Leipzig simply smiled gently: "It's not that I haven't had the opportunity to become a true artist... But as a child of the moon, the only correct path is to embark on the path of transcendence and pursue the realm of 'perfection'.

"I obeyed my father's request and embarked on the path of transcendence. However, I'm not very good at this path... Even if I had the chance to start over and change my career, I would still be stuck at the third level, unable to reach the fourth level and become a great wizard.

"General, you know that I later embarked on the path of authority—that was also my father's wish. Of course, if it hadn't happened, I think I would have had the opportunity to embark on the path of beauty."

"hehe."

General Karl turned around and said sarcastically, "You obey your 'father' in everything. Even a teenager wouldn't be so obedient. I'm not surprised that your ability to transcend the Tao can't be improved."

"You don't look very happy..."

Count Leipzig simply glanced at his collection wall and smiled gently, "It seems you still feel pity. It's not necessary—as I said, these people are volunteers."

"It's not that I paid for them, but that they fell in love with me. I live by absorbing their 'love'."

"So you performed a harm transfer ritual? You thought I couldn't see?"

The old general sarcastically said, "You, one of the three great men of the Rosicrucian Order, are only a third-level spellcaster. And I am a fifth-level transcendent..."

"What I don't know is what cunning tricks of the path of love you used? The witch's potion? Or the enchanting kiss of the child of the moon?"

“Neither.”

Count Leipzig placed his hands behind his back, admiring his work with a cheerful mood. "I wouldn't do anything so foolish... Love born of deception is fragile and fragile. Using such a thing as a 'bed' for my resurrection would be far too dangerous."

“—The answer is, I shared myself with them.”

(End of this chapter)