The royal carriage procession lasted all morning.

This is the last step in the external ceremony after the emperor ascends the throne.

Louis and Beatrice rode in an open carriage and toured the main street of Tino.

Looking at the cheers of the surrounding citizens, the two of them kept waving.

Louis couldn't help but say: "This is really a novel experience."

Beatrice grabbed his left hand and clasped their fingers together: "Everyone is particularly excited today."

Louis smiled and said nothing.

The last time he saw such an exciting scene was when he was pushed to the guillotine.

At that time, everyone in the audience looked at him as if they wanted to eat him alive.

Unexpectedly, after the world changed, he became the one surrounded by everyone.

…

[Location: Church of the God of Glory and Justice]

A female knight stood beside Grace: "It's so lively today, don't you want to go and take a look?"

Grace mumbled something, but the female knight didn't hear it clearly, and then her ears turned red: "Don't tease me, Lady Freya, you know it very well."

"Know what? I don't know? I just saw a poor little thing squatting at the door of the church. I wanted to go over and take a look, but I didn't dare to take a step, so I came over to see what was going on."

Grace snorted and said, "My emotions tell me that I don't want to see them standing together, a perfect match. My reason tells me that this is the most suitable destination for him, and I should give him my blessing."

"So do you want to choose rationality or emotion?"

Grace lowered her head: "I choose to play dead."

Freya laughed and said, "Even if you play dead, you still have to face reality."

Grace tilted her head and looked at her and said, "Are all knights so excessive nowadays? They only pick on other people's wounds and poke them."

Freya said with a smile: "I only do this to you, the Saint."

Grace was bullied, but she has always been the type of person who doesn't like to hurt others, so it's natural that she wouldn't hurt others just because of other people's teasing.

So she sat there, looking pitiful.

Suddenly, she was pulled back, and the female knight held her in her arms, and said softly, "Don't cry, don't cry. What's so good about the prince of the empire? He's just prettier, stronger, younger, richer, and more powerful."

"You don't seem to be comforting me." Grace said sullenly, "And why are you following me, Miss Freya?"

"No reason." Freya said without hesitation.

"Yes." Grace said stubbornly, "You obviously have God's gift, and your status in the Church of the God of Glory and Justice is higher than mine. Why do you want to stay with me? I am just a candidate for sainthood from the common people."

"Just? Great! What a good just." Freya laughed, "If I didn't know your personality, I would have been fooled by you."

Since when can a candidate for a saint be described as "just"? A so-called saint does not necessarily have to be as "merciful as the Virgin Mary" as others stereotype.

Strictly speaking, although the God they believe in is called the God of Glory and Justice, God's creed does not advocate glory alone or justice alone.

I will feel regret, but I won't regret it.

I will strive for it, but I won’t force it.

Able to bow your head, but have a bottom line.

Will compromise, but have principles.

In line with justice in the broad sense, and willing to fight for their own glory,

This is what most gods of glory and justice pursue.

"After talking to you, I feel less sad now, but you haven't answered another question for me..."

Grace turned her head and looked at her steadily: "Vice President of the Tribunal, Holy Knight Miss Freya, why are you always following me?"

Freya blinked and said, "Everything is God's will."

“However, I believe in the God of glory and justice in order to find a place for my heart to rest, rather than foolishly trusting in God’s will.

Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Freya shook her head and said:

"Come on, I'm not going to eat your boy."

"I can't guarantee it... I'm considering whether I should fight you to the death here." Grace looked Freya up and down. "There are too many people in the Church of the God of Glory and Justice who are unfriendly to the great sin. I don't understand people's hearts. I don't know if you will be one of them."

"Believe me, I'm not."

"Who knows?"

It's broken, and the words don't make sense.

Freya scratched Chan's golden hair and said, "Gluttony has become our pope, what are you still worried about?"

"Don't you know what I'm worried about, Miss Freya?" Grace said calmly, "I'm worried that he wants to have a feast with Mr. Caesar."

"Okay, okay, I'll step back a little. Don't take it so seriously. I'm a little scared."

Vice President Freya, who possessed the gift from God, raised her hands and slowly stepped back.

Grace didn't expect her to be so obedient, but she still stared at her quietly.

After a long while, Freya finally said, "You still have your mission. Go to the Rockhi Empire and complete your journey as a saint."

"Is this why you came to see me?" Grace said softly.

Freya spread her hands and said, "It's half, but I can promise you that as long as you leave now and go to the Rockhi Empire to complete what you should do, I will leave here immediately without saying anything."

"really?"

"One hundred percent true."

"Okay." Grace stood up and said, "Then come with me now!"

Freya said in surprise: "Don't you want to take another look at him? He looks particularly handsome today!"

Grace frowned and said, "No need to watch it. Come with me now."

"Okay, okay, let's go."

Freya didn't say anything and just followed.

After receiving the teleportation document from the Teleportation Array Guild, Freya said reluctantly:

"Aren't you worried that I didn't apply for the transfer of documents in advance?"

Grace said calmly: "If everything is as you said, and you came here to urge me to go back and fulfill my duties as a saint, then you should prepare the documents in advance, because I only planned to stay here for one day, and the church knows this.

If you don't have application documents, it means you don't believe it at all and are not willing to prepare. If you take me away at the first opportunity with reasonable reasons, then you are lying.

Either way, I can get the answer I want.”

"No, you think so highly of me?" Freya was a little surprised.

"You are a member of the Inquisition. If you are not careful, you will not survive. It doesn't matter if I guessed wrong..." Grace glanced at her dimly. "If I guess wrong, then I guess wrong. There is no sure-win option in this world. If the probability is high enough, you can gamble."

"Tsk, I suddenly feel that you don't look like a saint at all."

"I never had the intention to become a saint. I only went because Mr. Caesar needed my help."

Freya felt that the conversation could not continue, so she took the document from the guild, waved it and said, "Let's go, my dear candidate saint..."

Grace's gentle face finally showed a hint of smile, and she turned her head to look in the direction where the king's car left:

"It's time to leave... and happy wedding, Mr. Caesar."

Then he pulled Freya into the teleportation array.

Even in her eyes, those highly concentrated gifts of God seemed to be real, outlining the image of a holy angel on the body of this candidate saint.

ah……

It is exactly as Your Majesty said.

Lady Grace is really...

Can the Church of the God of Glory and Justice finally solve the eternal mystery?

…

[Location: The Emperor’s Bedchamber]

The figure sitting on the golden throne slowly raised his head.

Inside the bedroom, there were dull sounds of walls moving, like the roar of a wild beast.

After a long time, right behind the golden throne, a huge painting wall and a towering building were revealed as the wall moved.

The scroll was shrouded in light, and the picture inside could not be seen clearly.

But vaguely one can see that it seems like a scene where one group of beings is fighting with another group of beings.

“It’s finally started…”

The Emperor said in a hoarse voice: "Has it finally begun? The prelude to the great turmoil."

A legendary iron guard prostrated himself at the foot of the golden throne and whispered, "Your Majesty, are we finally about to face the sixth disaster that will destroy the world?"

The Emperor sighed heavily and said:

"Why do you think it is the sixth disaster?"

The Iron Guard was stunned for a moment and then said, "But haven't the other disasters ended?"

The Iron Guards did not understand what the Emperor meant.

The first disaster, the destruction of the Golden City, happened more than a thousand years ago.

The second disaster was the snake that circulated the universe. Although it had torn open the seal of Master Yufeng several times, it has now become obedient.

The third disaster, the rebellion of the Flintweed, was suppressed by Your Majesty many years ago.

The fourth disaster, the birth of the dark side of the god of love, has become insignificant as the Mad King's Rebellion and the bloodbath of the dark side of the god of love at the hands of the Church of Love have ensued.

The fifth disaster, the breaking of the seal by the Shadow God, needless to say, with the help of the Rockxi people, Your Majesty killed the Shadow God at the lowest cost and prevented the shadow plane from spreading across the continent.

Aren’t the remaining disasters only the dungeon demon king chosen by the four gods and the unknown seventh disaster that the brave Max failed to predict?

Sir Max has eyes that can see through the future and the past. During his lifetime, he had made many arrangements to try to prevent the seven disasters from happening.

To a certain extent, the emperor is his backup plan and the key gate to control the disaster.

Only the Enther Empire knows the value of Max.

However, the Emperor shook his head and said, "Have you never thought about this? It has been so long since the Golden Country was suppressed more than a thousand years ago...

Why did Max, who was born in the later generation, 'predict the seven disasters'? "

The legendary Iron Guard stood there in a daze, with beads of sweat seeping through the clothes under his armor.

He said with dry lips: "You, you mean?"

“The destroyed Golden Country stretched from the Elf Kingdom until it was suppressed more than a thousand years ago, which directly led to the demise of the Elf Kingdom and the death of the last Elf King.

The aftermath caused the decline of the Hidden Forest more than a thousand years ago.

Even if it caused such terrible consequences, it was just suppression, not the ultimate Golden City. "

The legendary guard opened his mouth slightly, in shock: "So Sir Max means..."

"None of the seven great disasters of destruction was completely eliminated. The best was just the destroyed Golden City that was suppressed to the bottom of the valley." The emperor said lightly, "Suppression does not mean destruction. The Golden City is still there. They will start their journey again, from the era of the Elf Kingdom thousands of years ago, all the way to the present... Haha, fortunately, the elves were decisive back then."

There was a hint of coldness in the emperor's eyes.

Strictly speaking, the Unther Empire and even all human kingdoms have a feud with the elves.

Unlike other races, the most powerful era of the Elf Kingdom was precisely the low point of humanity.

For the elves, dwarves are too short and lack graceful lines.

The fish-man with a fish head and a human body is disgusting, and the mermaid with a human head and a fish body is an alien species and can only be played with occasionally.

Dragons... Individually they are very difficult to defeat, so the risk is too great if you try to defeat them.

When they are put together, they look like barely any human being.

It can even be said that although the elves did not say it much, at their peak, most races were more like pets to them.

So...is there a race that looks very similar to them, or even has similar aesthetics, and can actually serve as their slaves?

some.

Absolutely.

The period when the Elven Kingdom prospered was also the period when humans became their slaves.

It is different from the hell joke that is passed down forever by the elves in this era.

Now that is called the Reverse Tiangang.

Guess why so many half-elves hate elves?

What race did the other half of the half-elves come from? And why is there only the High Forest and the half-dead Hidden Forest in the elven kingdom now?

You know, after the Elf Kingdom was defeated, it planned to choose a region where the surrounding races were weak to recuperate.

So what countries are around them? Tunisia, Enser, Roxy, Monnet.

Among them, the original eternal third place in the three elf kingdoms was sandwiched between Monet and Roxy, who had not yet split at that time.

Although it has not perished, its overall strength has dropped from the T0 sequence to T2, which to some extent is no different from a destroyed country.

Not to mention the original boss, the Secret Forest, which ran into Tunisia at its peak and achieved the strongest result since the founding of Tunisia. It couldn't even keep the inheritance of the Eternal Blade, so it had to hand it over to the Supreme Forest.

Only the Supreme Forest was a little restrained.

After all, the other ones attract too much hatred.

But... you will still get beaten!

When he was at his most ambitious, he would just attack any elf he saw.

The Emperor was reminiscing, but the Legendary Guard was sweating profusely: "But, but..."

He wanted to say, hasn't the Shadow God been killed by His Majesty?

But when he saw the Emperor's eyes, he was sure it was true.

not good!

He suddenly felt like he was being put into a frying pan.

The Emperor shook his head and said, "There is no need to worry too much. As long as everything goes well, the Seven Plagues will be ended in our time."

The legendary guard whispered, "His Royal Highness Louis said, whatever you fear will come true."

The emperor smiled and said nothing.

There is nothing to be afraid of anymore. After all, now he can only choose to trust in the wisdom of future generations.

——For example, my own son-in-law.

(End of this chapter)