Elsie relayed Fatty White's question to Nameless, who nodded and praised, "Your thoughtfulness amazes me."
"Just as the Black Crown prophecy foretold, Keomi will eventually take away all the crowns in exchange for peace."
"I studied it for a long time before I realized that each Keomi that comes is a Keomi from a different world and a different timeline. He can't kill them all."
"The crown is more like the condensation of the power of the rules of a world. You are the chosen ones, a link in the prophecy, and the spokespersons of the rules."
"Perhaps, Keomi doesn't want to take away the crown, but rather the rules you control."
The nameless man pointed at the crowd and said, "From the moment you were born, you were destined to be bound to the crown."
“You are favored by the rules, but also targeted by the Black Crown. Our fate seems to have been written in the prophecy, just as we have shown you before.”
The nameless man had already shared the stories of the previous kings with them.
"Their deaths and experiences were already recorded on the Black Crown thousands of years ago."
"But I have a feeling that the thousands of prophecies in Black Crown are hiding some kind of fatal flaw, and I'm still investigating... Alright! Everyone, enough time has passed. I wish you all a safe journey ahead..."
"Wait!" Elsie suddenly raised her little hand.
"I have another question!"
【？】
I almost forgot the original purpose! The narrator is really something! He doesn't remind me at all; it seems like he's deliberately avoiding the topic!
【No way! It's just that you're socially awkward and can't seize the opportunity!】
"?" Wuming looked at Elsie and nodded in acquiescence.
"What... is a mutant corpse?"
"!!!" The nameless soul fire flickered inside his skull.
A question mark appeared above the head of the slime next to him.
Doza, the Hell Pigman, opened his golden eyes: "Born with deformed zombies, a force not recognized by Keomi, they are too weak to be a concern."
The other crown holders shook their heads, indicating that they had never seen the mutated corpse.
"Have you seen the mutated corpses?" Wuming asked, looking at Elsie and Dosa.
His tone seemed off.
"Wait! When you met Keomi, was he carrying the Hero's Sword?" Nameless asked.
Elsie and Dosa shook their heads simultaneously.
Elsie said, "All I saw was him holding a shield and a broken sword, and his eyes were..."
"Red?" Wuming guessed what Elsie wanted to say.
"Elsie, you...you've encountered Keomi from the tyrannical timeline!"
"Huh?" Elsie tilted her head.
[Tsk, how come they're bringing up setting details here...]
“The Keomis we encountered all had blue eyes. I call him from the rational timeline, when he only cared about taking the crown and had no interest in anything else.”
"He will have a long testing period, during which you can learn a lot of useful things."
“But the timeline of the tyranny is different!” Wuming suddenly changed the subject.
"At that time, Keomi would be consumed by the rage of revenge, and he would prefer to slaughter to satisfy his bloodlust rather than plunder the crown."
“My dearest friend, Sartox, died in the rage of his time with Keomi.”
The nameless man began to talk about the mutated corpses: "That's when I first noticed the mutated corpses."
"In the rational timeline, Keomi wouldn't care about the potential of the deformed zombies."
"But in the brutal timeline, Keomi would disband the original Blue-Eyed Guards and instead focus on cultivating mutant zombies... Sorry, I know very little about them. The only thing I know is that their combat power might be stronger than that of the Blue-Eyed Guards!"
"Blue-eyed Guards?" Elsie grasped the key word.
Wait! Can we please let this boring part pass quickly? I can't stand watching this anymore!
“Yeah, didn’t you notice those guys surrounding Keomi?” Nameless stroked his chin. “That shouldn’t be the case. This is your first time meeting Keomi. The Blue-Eyed Guards haven’t completely disbanded yet.”
"You will notice them; they are the Black Crown King's strongest warriors."
"Smile, Sentinel, Platinum Blade, Seven Swords, Eight Sounds, Madman, Good, Ghost Laugh, Crazy..."
...
With the explanation from the Blue-Eyed Guard, the meeting finally came to an end.
Finally... finally I don't have to pad the word count anymore! I'm about to throw up!
"Go ahead and vomit!"
"Yeah, right, I can't throw up at all!"
Hmm, just as Wuming said, time flows very slowly in the Misty Otherworld, it's still early morning outside.
The city is still under reconstruction, but a group of uninvited guests have broken into the ruins.
These monsters were driven here by the cold winter. The temperature might drop sharply tomorrow, so please keep warm!
[Aha! Thanks for the weather forecast, narrator! Now let's give the camera back to Elsie!]
"Ah...you really don't miss any opportunity to be in the spotlight!" Elsie straightened her clothes.
I heard from Windsor that General Bergp will arrive at the college in the morning and will have the elite students arrive as well.
The final assessment before winter arrives will officially begin...
...
Unlike Mirror Lake City, which was the first to experience the cold, Locke City and Orwick City are still enjoying the warmth of the last few days.
Duke Alcardo moved tentatively as he got out of bed and began to have his servants fetch the academy's letters.
He was somewhat surprised by Elsie's growth and also lamented the natural disasters that had befallen Mirrorlake City.
“It’s a disaster. Although they are subjects of the Saijing royal family, they still deserve our condolences.” Ecardo held the letter in his hand. “This is a matter of respect for life.”
“Um…storms are one of the Lord’s powers.” Karin, holding a cup of coffee beside her, silently suppressed a laugh.
"Ha! That was a wonderful death! No wonder she's my granddaughter!" Alcardo burst into laughter.
Good riddance! The people of the Saijing royal family have no impact on the people of the Lanting royal family!
If it's truly a natural disaster, expressing condolences shows humanity. But if it was secretly done by our own people, then all we can say is... well done!
"Speaking of which, how have you been lately?" Ecardo pushed some fruit toward Karin.
Just as Elsie had planned, he had already designated an area near the manor for these vampires to live in. They were not only a formidable fighting force, but also Elsie's most loyal troops in the future.
"Yes, it would be even better if the beast blood were replaced with human blood."
Karin: →_→
Karen sipped her coffee while complaining.
“Ha! After all, winter is coming, and we can’t make things worse for everyone at this time. We might even have to control the beast blood later!” Aicardo shook his head.
This year was truly unfortunate; the goblin siege damaged the economy of Orvik, and reconstruction consumed a large amount of assets.
With winter approaching, I don't know if we'll be able to get through it safely.
The only good thing about this winter is probably...
"Shouldn't the war between the Ellen and the Shia families have paused for a while?"
Because of the war, perhaps many more people in this small town will die from the bitter cold...
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