Chapter 398: Sting Enforcement, Sun King's Life, Black Rose's True Identity, Nightmare (1W)

Violet left happily.

The Dragon Eagle King was waiting on the open lawn of the manor. He looked at his master who was walking towards him, tilted his head slightly, and seemed a little curious.

Violet, the leader of the Dragonhawk Knights, was usually very serious, and it was rare for the Dragonhawk King SilverGray to see her smiling.

"As expected of the famous Duke of Honeysuckle on the continent, you gave me very valuable advice."

Violet smiled, her violet eyes full of joy. She gently stroked the Dragon Eagle King's silver-white back and said, "Let's go, Silver Gray... After we're done, we'll come back to thank Lord Ye Zhi!"

The Dragon Eagle King raised his head and let out a long roar like a dragon, flapping his wings with the silver-armored knight on his back, casting a flying shadow on the fountain, Baroque buildings and pointed bell tower in the mansion garden, and gradually disappeared into the vast sea of ​​clouds.

In the reception room facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, Ye Zhi sat on the sofa, staring out the window quietly, watching the disappearing figure of the Dragon Eagle King, and Mammon's voice rang in his ears.

"Are you really going to let that girl investigate Ms. Black Rose?"

A black cat as dark as night quietly appeared from the empty sofa, with bright golden eyes, staring at Ye Zhi quietly, and then said:

"She looks innocent enough. She is no match for Ms. Black Rose."

Ye Zhi is 90% sure that the "Morning Star" diamond, which contains the power of arrogance, was stolen by the leader of the Thieves' Guild, "Ms. Black Rose".

Because only the thief's artifact "Skull Key" in her hand can quietly open the barrier on the diamond collection cabinet.

The reason why she left the note with the seal of the Thieves Guild was as if she was deliberately luring King Roland to track down her whereabouts.

In this way, Ms. Black Rose must have a backup plan, and the investigators specially sent by King Roland are doomed to fail.

But... Ye Zhi thought to herself... As a foreign envoy who came from afar, Lady Black Rose would never have thought that King Roland and I would hit it off right away, let alone that I would interfere in this case.

As long as she focuses on dealing with the Roland royal family, it will give me an opportunity to take advantage of!

Ye Zhi stirred the black tea in the cup, looked at the clear blue sky outside the glass window, and said: "Violet is just a cover for the actions on the surface. The real means I have reserved to deal with Ms. Black Rose are in the dark."

"What method?" The black cat's curiosity was aroused, and his eyes lit up slightly.

Ye Zhi took a sip of tea and said, "Since the Thieves Guild is from the same lineage as the Dark Night Cult, if they want to dig out the true identity of Ms. Black Rose, they must use the power of the Dark Night Cult."

"You have connections with the Dark Night Cult?" Mammon asked in surprise, "But aren't you the Chosen One of the Moonlight God?"

The Dark Night Sect and the Moonlight Sect have been in opposition to each other since ancient times. The believers hate each other very much, and the doctrines strictly prohibit any contact between the two sects.

There was once a priestess from the Dark Night Sect who accidentally met a knight from the Moonlight Sect while exploring a dungeon. The two shared hardships and secretly decided to spend their lives together. Unfortunately, the secret was leaked and they were both executed by the sect!

As the Chosen One of the Moonlight God, he should have no dealings with the Dark Night Cult. Mammon didn't understand why Ye Zhi suddenly asked for help from the Dark Night Cult. Ye Zhi said, "Huh? Didn't I tell you? I am still the Chosen One of the Dark Night God."

Mammon sat on the sofa in a daze, his expression dull, his pupils dilated, and he was as still as a sculpture.

Buzz——

His mind was in a mess. Mammon stared at Ye Zhi in disbelief for three full seconds. Suddenly, he got angry and jumped up from the sofa, screaming, "How is this possible?! You are the Chosen One of Art and Moonlight! How can you also be the Chosen One of Dark Night! You must be kidding me!!"

Ye Zhi remained calm in response to Mammon's shocked reaction and explained, "You have only recently joined the team, so you don't know my past, which is understandable. Anyway, this is a very long story. You only need to know that I have been favored by both the Goddess of Dark Night and the Goddess of Moonlight. I was chosen by these two goddesses."

The Moonlight Goddess and the Dark Night Goddess jointly elected, and this event was also recorded in the old era.

However, in the Central Courtyard Continent, it is almost impossible for a human to do this! The two conflicting divinities will blow the body to pieces, and the death will be miserable! The black cat hissed and looked Ye Zhi up and down, as if to determine whether he was a human or a ghost.

Ye Zhi glanced at Mammon, a purple flame ignited on his left palm, and a bright moon fire rose from his right palm. The two opposite divinities achieved a delicate balance in Ye Zhi, and this scene shocked the familiar Black Cat and widened his eyes! My Satan! The original body has never seen such a magical human! Wouldn’t the Goddess of Darkness and Moonlight fight for him? ! The chosen one of their own family is willing to share with others! What’s more, he is the chosen one of several families! In the end, Mammon’s consciousness accepted the reality, holding his head with his two paws and meowing.

"Ah... I really don't understand... what on earth did you do!"

"Why... so many goddesses chose you? It's a miracle you didn't die!"

"There's nothing to be surprised about." Yeats said, "I am where I am today because of my own unremitting efforts and extraordinary talent!"

Zuan Ya nibbled melon seeds and jokingly asked, "A talent for living off women?"

Ye Zhi stood up, walked to Zuan Ya, stretched out his finger, and hit him on the head.

Bang! The tooth drill rolled twice and fell on the sofa, holding his head and saying, "Ugh... it hurts!"

Yeats nodded with satisfaction.

When dealing with fire squirrels, classical mechanics is still the right approach!

Mammon had calmed down and was looking at Yeats deeply, and his ideas were quietly changing.

Before this, it had volunteered to become Yeats's familiar, in fact, with the intention of seducing him into becoming a slave.

However, witnessing the miracles that happened to him made Mammon curious and wanted to follow him to see to what an amazing degree this human could grow!

Of course, the most important point is…the food this guy makes is really delicious!

"You are the Chosen One of Dark Night. No wonder you were able to instruct the Dark Night Cult to investigate the Thieves Guild." Mammon said calmly, "But how are you going to contact them? Do you want to rely on your sect's Shadow Flame Ritual, or go there in person?"

"The Dark Night Cult's base is in the Roland Kingdom. Our spies have been sent away. I plan to go to the sect's temple in person." Ye Zhi replied.

As the Chosen One of Darkness, Ye Zhi's hiding ability is one of the best in the entire continent. Only the "Assassins" of the Assassin's League who are good at concealment can be compared with him.

Relying on the divinity of the dark night, he could hide his tracks and leave the mansion without attracting anyone's attention.

Afterwards, Ye Zhi used the Shadow Flame Ritual and the purple flame burning in the brazier to leave a message to the high priestess Magosa in the Temple of Darkness that he would meet her at night.

About ten minutes later, Margotha ​​responded, saying that she would make all preparations.

* “Everything ready, including underwear?”

In the bedroom, the incense was curling up. Chloe looked at the high priestess Magosa, who was standing in front of the mirror, trying hard to put on a bra to outline her cleavage, and her expression was a little speechless.

"This is called ambition!" Margosha stretched her hands behind her back and called out, "Quick, help me zip up the back!"

Chloe, who was wearing a veil, had no choice but to step forward to help, and hesitantly said: "High Priest, what do you think is the plan for the Chosen One this time?"

Margotha ​​dressed neatly, standing in front of the floor-length mirror, with her wavy hair rolled up, nodding with satisfaction. The purple long skirt, stockings and high-heeled boots, the latest fashion trend in Roland Kingdom, brought out the charm of a mature woman on Margotha.

Hearing Chloe's question, Margotha ​​looked back and smiled softly, saying:

"The Chosen One can communicate directly with the Goddess of Darkness. How can you and I guess his will?"

"But..." Margosha's eyes flickered as she speculated, "More than a month ago, the Golden Lion Kingdom's Honeysuckle Duke, Yeats Brondi, became the Moonlight Chosen One, which was very disadvantageous to our sect..."

"I think the plan of Lord Chosen by Dark Night this time should be related to the Duke of Honeysuckle." Margotha ​​said lightly.

Chloe nodded and said, "I have heard of the name of the Duke of Honeysuckle. He has inherited the Moon River. In addition to being the Chosen One of Moonlight, he is also the Chosen One of Art... It's incredible."

Margosha smiled coldly: "The more outstanding the Moonlight Chosen are, the more disadvantageous it is to us. Fortunately, Lord Sherlock is also a genius that only appears once in a thousand years, otherwise he would not be recognized by the Tower of Darkness..."

"The feud between our sect and the Moonlight Sect has a long history. It is a time of turmoil, and the Chosen One has appeared—"

"It is destined that a great war will break out between the two chosen ones of God!"

Margosha's eyes were deep, and she said in a deep voice: "What we have to do is to provide support to the Lord Chosen of Dark Night as much as possible before the war comes!"

Chloe's eyes showed admiration, she bowed her head deeply and said, "Yes!"

Night falls.

Deep in the silent swamp, the cries of crows echoed, and mist was surging from a sparsely populated lake.

A shadow crow flapped its wings and flew directly to the lake. It passed through a narrow gap at the bottom of the lake. Suddenly, the view became clear and an obsidian Dark Night Temple stood in the barrier.

Shadow Crow flew into the barrier, entered the temple hall, landed on the ground, and transformed into a black-haired boy wearing a black robe and a fox mask.

Legend has it that the goddess of darkness likes foxes, while the goddess of moonlight likes rabbits. These two animals have become one of the symbols of the two goddesses.

The High Priestess of Dark Night, Magosa, and Chloe had been waiting here for a long time. They bowed their heads and said respectfully:

"Greetings to the Lord Chosen by Dark Night!"

Ye Zhi nodded slightly, without taking off the mask, but revealing the divinity of the dark night that was enough to prove his identity.

The deep purple divinity was like a substance, filling the realm of creation, as if making the air sticky. The cold breath made people despair, but it made Margotha's eyes reveal a cluster of excitement.

After not seeing him for many days, the Chosen One of God has greatly improved his control over the divinity of the dark night!

This precise control over divinity just proves that the Chosen One has completely mastered this violent divinity and there is no risk of falling into madness!

"Congratulations, Lord Chosen One of God. Your strength has improved again!" Magosa said respectfully.

The Dark Night divinity was extremely dangerous and had caused Ye Zhi great trouble. It had suppressed his soul realm for a time and he could only use the spells of the Dark Night school.

Until now, Yeats has not been able to make the Dark Night Divinity surrender, but instead relied on roundabout means, using the Moonlight Divinity to balance it, which made the Dark Night Divinity obedient.

In Margotha's eyes, Yeats seemed even more unfathomable.

Ye Zhi realized this in an instant, and deliberately spoke in a low and hoarse tone:

"I came to the sect this time to fulfill two tasks for you."

Margotha ​​raised her charming eyes, her eyes were blurred, and her tongue gently turned at the corner of her lips: "Master Chosen, just give me your orders! For you and the sect, I am willing to do anything!"

"No need to say such heavy words as 'willing to do anything'."

Ye Zhi said calmly: "First, I want you to find out the whereabouts of [Hydra]."

Facing the stubborn attitude of the Chosen One, Margotha ​​pursed her lips, thinking that all the clothes she had prepared were in vain. Then, her eyes moved slightly and she asked:

"May I ask why the Chosen One suddenly wants to look for this legendary monster?"

"You don't have to worry about this."

"As you wish." Margotha's thoughts raced.

Poison is the specialty of my sect. The Chosen One of Darkness may want to use the venom of the nine-headed Hydra to make poison in preparation for the battle!

Ye Zhi said: "After learning about the nine-headed snake Hydra, there is no need to act rashly. Tell me the information and I will deal with it myself."

"In addition... another thing." Ye Zhi paused for a moment and said, "I want you to contact 'Ms. Black Rose' of the Thieves Guild as the High Priest of the Dark Night Cult and tell her that the Dark Night God's Chosen One wants to meet her in person."

Margotha ​​was slightly startled and confirmed, "Ms. Black Rose?"

Ye Zhi nodded and said, "As far as I know, the Thieves Guild has also cooperated with the Dark Night Cult in recent years. You should have met her?"

"Yes, although the Thieves Guild split from the sect, we have mutual benefits in business, so the two factions have close exchanges." Margosha said calmly, "It's just that...even I have never seen what she looks like. When signing the contract, she appeared through illusion and never revealed her true appearance."

"So, Ms. Black Rose is a master of illusion?" Ye Zhi said.

"Well... According to my guess, her attainments in illusion should be at the master level." Margosha said cautiously, "May I ask why you want to see her?"

Yeats was silent for a long time. The serious atmosphere made Margotha ​​a little uneasy. She only felt relieved when he spoke.

"I want to negotiate a deal with Ms. Black Rose." Ye Zhi said, "Just tell her that I have the Nightingale Mask left by the demigod thief Nightingale, and I want to sell it. I only allow her to come and negotiate in person."

Margotha's eyes widened, with a look of surprise in them.

The Nightingale Mask is a treasure as famous as the Skull Key. It is said that the demigod Nightingale used this mask to deceive the guardian of the Night Tower and steal the artifact! There is no reason for Ms. Black Rose not to be tempted by the treasure left by the founder of the Thieves Guild!

Involving such a secret history, Margosha did not dare to ask any more questions and lowered her head and said:

"I will use the information channels to try to contact the people of the Thieves Guild and convey your intention to meet her in person!"

"We'll discuss the time and place after she responds." Ye Zhi nodded, "I have something important to do, so I can't stay here... As soon as you get the news, use the Shadow Flame Ritual to leave me a message, and I'll be there as soon as possible!"

"Yes, sir!"

Ye Zhi merged into the shadow and disappeared into the Temple of Darkness.

Returning to the palace along the same route, Mammon teased, "You are trying to fish with a cover!"

"It all depends on whether we can catch a big fish."

Ye Zhi smiled slightly and said to himself, "Master of Illusion?... I happen to have some knowledge of illusion, so let's see if I can see through her illusion!"

Hearing this, Mammon felt a little strange and said softly: "I suddenly have a guess."

"What?"

"You are not... still the chosen one of the Goddess of Illusion, are you?"

"How is that possible!" Yeats lied.

Mammon breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking about it, he felt that it was true. He was just overthinking. No matter how many ways Ye Zhi had, it was impossible for him to have so many gigolos at the same time! Ye Zhi looked up at the sky.

Hmm... Mammon seems to really believe it!

"However, before performing an illusion, it is necessary to pray to the God of Illusion first."

Prayer is a compulsory course for mages.

Mages who use the magic network to cast spells will also pray to the goddess of magic with respect before calling upon the magic power of the magic network.

——It feels like praying for a good signal before going online.

Some mages who use elemental power to cast spells change the prayer step to contact with nature.

Priests need to pray daily to gain the ability to cast divine spells.

Mammon did not suspect that there was something wrong with Yeats's prayer process, and muttered:

"You are a pretty decent trickster. You even know the prayer to the goddess of illusion..."

"I don't know the prayer to the goddess of illusion." Ye Zhi said truthfully.

"Ah? Then how do you pray?" Mammon asked in surprise.

Ye Zhi didn't say anything, thinking, I know this guy's real name. Even among the gods, only a few know the real name of the Goddess of Mist.

The effect of chanting the true name is much stronger than prayer! Fontainebleau, the palace, the attic.

There was nothing in the attic, and Yeats invoked the divinity of mist to cause a large amount of white mist to rise in the room.

Rituals are an important means of communicating with gods.

Only with the help of rituals can the barriers of the planes be crossed and effective information be transmitted, and the ritual offerings and ritual specifications required for each god are also different.

The rituals of the goddess of art are mainly in the form of poetry festivals, drama festivals, opera festivals, etc.

Daisy's prayer ceremony does not require any decoration or offerings. It only needs a lie, a blank altar and an invisible statue.

In Daisy's words, "My idol is only visible to the wise."

Ye Zhi silently recited his real name in his heart and said, "Daisy, I'm planning to trick the leader of the Thieves Guild. Please give me a buff to strengthen my illusion!"

After traveling with Yeats for several months, Daisy also learned some strange words.

Buzz——

The mist in the room began to surge, forming the shape of a needle. The next moment, the mist needle suddenly pierced into Ye Zhi's forehead!

"You have received the blessing of the Goddess of Mist: Blessing of the Eye of Illusion-Breaking"

"Blessed Eyes of Illusion-Breaking (Remaining Time: 71 hours and 59 minutes): With the blessing of the Goddess of Illusion, you can easily see through the target's illusions. Any illusions and disguises will be exposed in front of you."

Yeats was shocked.

What a powerful blessing!

Obviously, only by practicing illusion to the extreme can one have the ability to deconstruct illusion!

It's a pity that it's temporary... Yeats swallowed his saliva... However, Daisy always responds to my requests. She is worthy of being the goddess I admire most!

Inside the ring, Mammon looked at the abnormality on Ye Zhi's body with a confused expression.

Isn't it... that the Goddess of Illusion has such a good personality? Ye Zhi just performed a random ceremony and muttered a few words, and she was blessed? !

This doesn't make sense! The Mist Goddess is known for not caring about things, so how could she easily give the blessing to Yeats?

Yeats unexpectedly discovered that this divinity was mixed with Daisy's communication technique.

"The heaven is... boring... watching fights every day... I'm tired of it... I want to see something interesting."

Ye Zhi: “…”

Sister, don’t be silent again and run from the underworld to the human world to play!

Ye Zhi sighed. No matter what, now that the blessing was in hand, even if Lady Black Rose was good at illusion, her true form would be revealed under the Eye of Illusion.

Next, it depends on whether she will take the bait and agree to an offline transaction with the "Chosen One of Dark Night"!

*

The next day.

Yeats received exciting news.

Margotha ​​replied: "Ms. Black Rose of the Thieves Guild agreed to meet with the Chosen One of Dark Night at midnight tomorrow in the Poor Cemetery outside of Paris!"

Ye Zhi immediately replied: "There's no need to alert the people in the Dark Night Sect... I can go alone!"

Magosa was a little hesitant, but thinking that this was the decision made by the Chosen One of Dark Night, she agreed.

Soon, the agreed time arrived.

On a moonless night, the sky was dark and pitch black.

Yeats put on a mask, wrapped himself in the "Blessed Night Clothes", blended into the shadows, and rushed to the slums outside Paris.

There were very few light sources at night, and there were no public lighting facilities in the slums. Ye Zhi activated the "Spell: Dark Vision" and arrived at the cemetery mentioned by Lady Black Rose.

Although it is called a cemetery, it is actually more like a mass grave. The tombstones are crooked and there are even dug-up graves. The air is filled with a foul smell and the squeaking of rats is particularly harsh in the dead silence.

Mammon suddenly spoke, his tone a little low, and said: "The plague killed many humans."

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

Ye Zhi transformed into a shadow crow, and stood on the branch of an old tree covered with dead branches and leaves, and said:

"It is said that the Lord of Plague is kind and equal to humans, but before the plague, some people were more equal than others... I cannot agree with the ideas of the people of plague."

Mammon chuckled, "As expected of a bard, Mr. Yeats. Unfortunately, I am just a businessman and cannot understand you."

Yeats turned around, combed his black crow feathers with his long beak, and said, "You seem to sympathize with humans?"

"Rather, I admire and love human beings."

Mammon said: "Greedy and hungry humans, your never-ending desire for knowledge and your insatiable pursuit of the future! It is precisely because of these greedy desires that the divine power of the entity will continue to grow in the Fourth Era!"

Yeats had mixed feelings. As humanity developed, Mammon gradually became the most potential and threatening demon.

If Mammon becomes the god of capital in the future... I can't imagine how terrifying that would be! "Ye Zhi, I admire you very much." Black Cat said seriously, "If you go to hell in the future, I will ask you to move into the City of No Return and enjoy wealth and glory! As for the price, you can only stay in hell for the rest of your life!"

Ye Zhi's mouth twitched.

Aren’t there auspicious words again today?

"Thank you. I will definitely visit hell if I have the chance." Yeats said casually.

"Shh..." Mammon's voice suddenly became serious, "Someone is coming!"

The time agreed with Ms. Black Rose has arrived. A breath is gradually approaching from a distance. Ye Zhi is extremely focused and stares at the figure intently.

Suddenly, Ye Zhi was dumbfounded, with deep astonishment in his eyes.

How could it be... him?! This cemetery was clearly the place where he and Ms. Black Rose had agreed to make the deal.

However, a figure appeared before his eyes.

But it was the monarch of the Roland Kingdom, the domineering Sun King, Louis!

Ye Zhi couldn't believe what he saw. He rubbed his eyes, confirmed it again and again, and took a deep breath.

The Sun King indeed!

How did he get here? Did someone leak the news? Could it be that the transaction location was leaked, and he came here to wait? With Louis's courage and skills, coupled with his arrogant character, Ye Zhi had no doubt that he dared to fight against the Chosen One of Dark Night and Lady Black Rose alone! The handsome young man with wavy blond hair, dressed in a royal robe, with a scabbard on his waist, arrogant eyes, and radiant brilliance, was out of tune with the gloomy cemetery around him.

He looked around disdainfully, as if checking whether anyone was coming, and then released a surge of will, which spread out in all directions like a domain.

Ye Zhi was alert in his heart and immediately covered himself with the divinity of dark night and fog. Relying on the fact that both fog and dark night are good at concealment, he avoided Louis' detection.

At the same moment, Ye Zhi was horrified. Lewis had actually reached the realm of the domain? ! How could this guy be even more ruthless than me!

As the saying goes, who among the strong men in this world doesn't cheat? It's just that the cheats vary in size! Ye Zhi gritted his teeth.

The Ring of the Nibelung can balance the seven powers of the demons, allowing these powers to strengthen the soul realm of the extraordinary and help them break through the threshold of the holy realm.

I need to speed up the search for the devil's ritual vessel... rely on the power of the devil to achieve the sanctuary!

Louis did not notice the visitor and seemed to relax his guard a little. He turned his back to Yeats who had turned into a crow and walked to a tombstone.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Yeats was surprised. Louis was actually worshiping the tombstone!

"What is he doing?" Mammon lowered his voice.

"Honoring the dead." Ye Zhi said in a strange tone, "But this can usually only be done by relatives, and besides..."

"Besides, it's strange that the king of a country would come to a cemetery in the slums to worship, isn't it?" Mammon said.

Yeats nodded silently, not daring to be careless. He kept a close eye on Louis' actions, wondering if he was using the act of worship to cover up his tracks and had other intentions.

But Louis was really just paying tribute, and even took out cornflowers for memorial and placed them in front of the tombstone.

The next moment, Yeats felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave, and only his calm voice could be heard.

"No need to hide, I can see it."

Silence, deathly silence. Louis sneered and said, "You must ask me to take action? Then I will do as you wish!"

Clang! The sword was unsheathed, slashing towards the night sky, and then it turned into silence.

The raven that Yeats transformed into flew up in surprise. He was seen looking up at the crow, his eyes were cold and arrogant.

After a moment, Louis turned and left, disappearing into the end of the night.

"He didn't even notice you!" Diamond yelled angrily, "He was just trying to scare us!"

Ye Zhi gritted his teeth and said, "I've learned it. I'll try it next time!"

Having said that, Yeats did not dare to be careless. He perched on a leaky thatched roof in the slums until a ray of dawn appeared in the sky, and then he slowly flew back to the cemetery.

"So, Ms. Black Rose didn't show up at all? She knew it was a trap?" Mammon said.

Ye Zhi's eyes flickered as he looked at the tombstone where Louis had just stopped, and whispered, "There is also a tiny possibility..."

"What?"

"Louis, the Sun King, is Lady Black Rose." Yeats said.

Mammon was stunned and said, "Don't be ridiculous! You are the king of a country during the day and the queen of the underground at night? The genders don't match!"

Diamond said: "I think Yeats's guess makes sense... How can you assume the gender of the human king?"

Mammon said: "But..."

The quarrel between the two mascots made Ye Zhi's head buzz. He said helplessly:

"Anyway... the fishing plan failed. Either it was seen through by Ms. Black Rose, or the news leaked out, which is why Louis was attracted..."

"Fortunately, it's not without gain."

Ye Zhi looked at the tombstone, silently memorized the name on it, and said to himself:

"Why would Louis come to the cemetery in the slums in the middle of the night to pay tribute to the two dead... I have to ask Margotha ​​to investigate further. This should be the key breakthrough!"

*The sun was at noon, and the sunlight was shining on the palace.

While Hildreth was practicing swordsmanship with the Argonian Sora in the training ground, Gray was reading a thick book with great interest.

Yeats bathed, changed his clothes, and went to the palace to visit Louis, but was stopped by the maid.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency the Duke, His Majesty the Sun King is still asleep and won't see anyone."

"It's already noon, and he's still asleep?" Ye Zhi used the "suggestion technique" to let the maid relax her guard.

The maid sighed and said, "Your Majesty suffers from insomnia all year round. Once he didn't fall asleep for a whole year. Even a transcendent cannot last that long... He rarely falls asleep. We must not wake him up in any emergency, otherwise there will be big trouble."

"What's the big trouble?"

"Once, an earl felt that he had been wronged in the distribution of territory, and he clamored to see the king. No one could stop him, so he broke into the king's bedroom and then..."

"So what?" Looking at the hesitant maid, Ye Zhi's eyes lit up with the purple light of 'suggestion'.

"Then he was beheaded by His Majesty himself."

Yeats was shocked. You also kill people in your dreams, right? Violet also mentioned that Louis was deeply troubled by nightmares and insomnia.

Ye Zhi's eyes flickered, and he felt vaguely that he had grasped some clues, and said, "In that case, I will come to visit Your Majesty another day."

The maid breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "Yes, Your Excellency the Duke."

Return to the palace.

Yeats discovered that the owners of the two tombstones that he asked Margotha ​​to investigate had already been identified.

"The owners of those two tombstones are related to Louis's escape experience as a child."

Margotha ​​said, "Louis' uncle staged a coup, killing Louis' parents and his siblings, and ordered a search for the prince. Only the four-year-old was left. With the help of his trusted minister, he escaped from the fire by dressing as a woman and hid in a farmer's home outside of Paris."

"When Louis was a child, he worked as an errand boy in a brothel in the slums. Because a customer tried to rape him, he stabbed him to death on the spot and fled overnight."

"The guards who rushed over after hearing the news found that the peasant couple were the accomplices who helped the prince escape, and brutally killed the couple."

"Later, with the support of the Queen of Castile, Louis formed his own mercenary group, which gradually grew stronger. He defeated his uncle's army outside Paris and ascended the throne."

"He was less than 20 years old when he became king. Later, he became obsessed with art and aesthetics such as painting, clothing, and architecture. However, his political tactics were quite tough. He proclaimed himself the 'Sun King' and was recognized by the people of Roland."

Ye Zhi was surprised and said, "How did these histories survive? They can actually be discovered!"

Margosha said: "The information related to the Sun King has been destroyed on a large scale, but the Dark Night Cult has been very interested in "secrets" since ancient times, so... you know, secrets are an important handle for Dark Night believers to control others."

Yeats found it a little unbelievable that King Roland, who compared himself to the sun, actually had such an unknown past.

But perhaps...extreme arrogance comes from extreme inferiority complex.

Yeats suddenly understood why Louis had so many exaggerated behaviors, and murmured:

"So... I asked you to look for rumors about nightmares in Roland Kingdom. Have you made any progress?"

Margosha's tone suddenly became serious and said:

"Replying to Master Chosen from the Gods, there have been rumors of nightmares in the Roland Kingdom since ancient times!"

"Nightmare?"

"It is a demon named Abaddon, with titles such as 'Angel of Death', 'Apostle of the Abyss', and 'Lord of Nightmares'."

There was a chill in Margotha's voice, as if she was extremely afraid of the things those titles represented.

"According to legend, Abaddon is a fallen angel who is sealed in a bottomless pit in the Kingdom of Roland. Every few hundred years, the seal will be breached, releasing a terrifying army of locusts."

"According to mystical writings, Abaddon holds the power over darkness, ruins, hell, nightmares, and more... According to legend, hundreds of years ago, it was Joan of Arc who sealed him into a bottomless pit, and the saint was seriously injured as a result!"

Hearing this.

Ye Zhi couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

So...could the curse on Louis be related to the nightmare?

"Abaddon... Humph, it turns out to be this guy." Mammon sneered.

"Do you know Him?"

"He was an angel before he fell into hell. However, he was a fool who was not favored by Lucifer, so he was banished to the [Bottomless Pit] to guard the passage between hell and the material plane."

Mammon paused and said, "He's not very impressive in the Hell Plane, but in the material plane of you humans, this guy should be considered very strong... After all, my original body can't even enter here... The Sanctuary can run rampant here."

"The bottomless pit is the passage to hell?" Yeats noticed keenly.

Mammon did not answer, but said calmly: "I advise you, for the sake of humanity, there is no need to open the seal of the bottomless pit. I don't want my big fat sheep to be targeted by another group of meat-loving guys."

There is no shortage of vicious demons in hell. Compared with them, Mammon is much more orderly.

"My Lord Chosen One, if there is anything else you need from me, please let me know!" said Magosa.

"No, please leave for now."

"Oh..." Margotha's tone sounded a little resentful.

Ye Zhi ignored it calmly, sat down at the desk, picked up a parchment scroll, and sorted out the existing information.

"King Roland is suspected to be the same person as Lady Black Rose?"

"King Roland's nightmare is related to the nightmare demon Abaddon?"

'Joan of Arc and Kelia... Does her head match Kelia's?'

Ye Zhi rubbed his brows, exhaled slowly, and felt the urgent need to improve his strength.

Mammon is right. As long as you become a sanctuary, you can dominate the material plane! The Ring of the Nibelung is the key to becoming a sanctuary.

By then, relying on the Saint Level and the Silver Oak Sword, any nightmare demon will be no better than a roadside beast!

"Yeats! The opening ceremony of the duel tournament will start in the afternoon. Do you want to attend?" Gray's voice rang out.

The golden fire of judgment ignited in Ye Zhi's palm, burning the parchment scroll completely, and he stood up and said:

"Let's go, call Hildreth, and we'll attend the opening ceremony together!"

**Mithril Keep.

The sun shone through the glass onto the blond boy on the brass four-poster bed.

Louis slept in a dignified posture, with his eyelashes fluttering. Suddenly he opened his eyes and got up from the bed.

The curly blonde hair fell on her shoulders. Louis frowned slightly, picked up a strand of blonde hair and sniffed it.

There is a smell of decay...

Where did it come from? I can't remember.

This situation is becoming more and more frequent.

Louis frowned and looked out the window with a serious look in his eyes.

I must get rid of the nightmare as soon as possible, so that my nightmare can end...

"Someone come here!" Louis called the maid to take a bath and change clothes.

Hot air was rising and mist was rising from the wooden barrel. The maids scooped hot water, added flower petals, and looked at His Majesty's skin, which was whiter than milk, with admiring eyes.

Louis raised his neck, leaned against the edge of the barrel, his blond hair spread out, and whispered, "What are the plans for the afternoon?"

"Your Majesty, you are going to attend the opening ceremony of the duel tournament." The maid said softly, "A total of sixteen masters from all over the continent are already in the Roland Arena, waiting for you to attend."

"Oh... there's Yeats' duel today, right?"

Crash——

Louis stood up, a playful glimmer flashed in his eyes, and whispered:

"I... am looking forward to it."

* Roland Arena.

Tens of thousands of spectators gathered around the huge stands of the Colosseum.

The crowd was filled with shouts and cheers, like a tsunami, shaking the entire arena! In the box, Gray exclaimed, "It's almost the same as what I saw in my dream!"

Yeats asked, "What is the scene of you becoming the empress?"

Gray scratched her head embarrassedly and said, "It was just a dream."

Zuanya ate grapes and said vaguely, "Maybe it will come true."

At this moment, the overwhelming momentum reached its climax with the appearance of a figure! At the top of the field of vision, on the most noble platform, Louis, dressed in a golden royal robe, looked down from above, looking down on the whole audience.

Clang! Louis drew out the golden sword, and the king's aura enveloped the whole place, and the atmosphere became even more enthusiastic! Ye Zhi said with emotion: "Gray, you can take his place."

Gray was shocked and said, "That's very dangerous!"

(End of this chapter)