Chapter 770: A New Era Belonging to the Moon Child (8000 words updated, please give me a monthly ticket!)
Just as Prince Szijjártó himself said.
When the prophecy penetrated so closely, early warning was meaningless. The frowning Honey Badger and the sweating Fenrir discussed for a long time, but they still couldn't come up with a solution to break the deadlock.
Because of the current complicated situation, it seems that the Sima family killed the emperor in the street.
But in fact it can be said to be destiny.
The current rulers of the Narcissus Duchy are the Moon Sons of the Banquet Master faction, just like the Red Castle faction of Xingti.
The so-called Banquet Master School is also known as the Hedonist School, because the Banquet Master himself is the god of banquets and enjoyment, and is also involved in the realm of wine and revelry.
They value detachment and independence. As long as they have enough for their own enjoyment, they won't interfere in anything else. They won't deliberately persecute anyone, start wars, or enforce laws... They're content with having enough blood slaves and enough wealth to squander. They're a purely selfish group.
The Iris Moonchildren, on the other hand, were part of the Blood Sky Si faction—the most powerful faction, as they could easily obtain divine spells from the Blood Sky Si. In other words, the Iris Moonchildren possessed considerable spellcasting abilities.
But the Blood Sky Sergeant craves a sacrifice of flesh and blood.
He is the god of sadism, thirst, and pain.
Moon Children who believe in the Blood Sky Priestess are more prone to thirst than Moon Children of other faiths, and are more violent and agonizing when their bloodlust is unsatisfied. Their sense of pleasure and satisfaction is also weaker than that of other Moon Children, making them relatively more rational and cruel, and they will not show mercy due to temporary desire.
In addition to their normal blood-sucking behavior, they also engage in bloody trials and sacrifices...
For example, the Red Prime Minister would keep a bunch of handsome men and beautiful women in his swimming pool, and then let them take a bath with him or his children, feeding them fruits while everyone mixed together in passionate play; while the Iris Moon Son would tend to make them into a blood pool, and then hang a few eagle-eyed assassins or reporters who dared to write negative reports about them above to slowly bleed them.
On one side is joy, on the other side is pain, and the boundaries between their behaviors are extremely clear.
But these Sons of the Moon do not have any fierce conflicts of faith.
Ultimately, it was because the feast host had never asked the Moon Child to believe in him, but he had never rejected his faith either, just as he had never rejected anyone's faith or sacrifice—all who came were guests, and upon taking their place at the table, they were served a full meal.
Among those scattered non-mainstream beliefs, Sister Sasha has no power or voice, and Heng I never pays attention to anyone.
In this case, other factions only need to flatter the Blood Sky Master, and they can sit together in harmony.
So, a very subtle thing happened right now——
The Narcissus Principality, currently struggling for independence, is a nation ruled by the Sons of the Moon. The Black Hawk Territory's top brass has been bribed, infiltrated, and even converted by the Sons of the Moon, who are affiliated with the Banquet Master. The Sons of the Moon on the Iris side control over 50% of the nation. If the Red Prime Minister now controls Star Antimony as well...
Then the four countries that split from the former Helasar Empire will be merged again!
Although the Banquet Master was powerful before, he was not a Celestial Master after all. Once they merged, power would inevitably belong to the Moon Children of the Iris faction. But now, the Banquet Master has been promoted to the Celestial Master of Banquet... As everyone knows, the Banquet Master already possessed the power of a Celestial Master when he was still an Apostle.
He could have ascended long ago, but stubbornly refused because his friend, the Fool, was incomplete. The Fool, however, was even more powerful. When he died, he was even invited by several Pillar Gods to become an apostle, and even had the opportunity to become a Celestial Master. The fusion of these two powerful beings would only make them even stronger—far stronger than the Blood Celestial Master, and perhaps even stronger than the Shadow Celestial Master!
If the host of the banquet intends to continue to ascend, he may even be able to step into the position of pillar god.
If they were to unite as a nation again, the newly born Hellasr Empire would have its own patron saint.
From this perspective, a peaceful merger initiated by the Sons of the Moon of the four nations after they all occupy the top positions is actually the most peaceful and quickest way to revive the former empire - among the many paths of conquest, this path will be the only one that does not require a war, has the fewest casualties, and is the least destructive!
And that future will be the era of the Son of the Moon!
"Is there really nothing we can do?"
The most upset person was not Prince Szijjártó, whose life was in danger, but Ms. Honey Badger.
She had a deep hatred for the Children of the Moon, and now she felt uncomfortable seeing that they seemed to have a chance to rise.
"Actually..."
Aleister, who had been listening for a long time, just yawned and said, "It's not that there is no solution."
"Please go ahead."
Prince Szijjártó asked respectfully and politely.
He didn't seem too panicked, probably because he had guessed that Aleister would have a solution.
"——I knew it! In the end, I still have to rely on you!"
The honey badger opened his eyes wide and looked at Aleister with fanaticism in his eyes: "All this is for justice!"
“No, no, no…”
Knowing that the honey badger must have misunderstood his intentions, thinking that he was about to issue a papal decree to forcibly dispatch the Inquisition Center... Aleister waved his hands repeatedly: "There's no need for that kind of thing... I can rely on myself."
"Only by yourself is——?"
Fenrir subconsciously raised his voice.
“That’s the literal meaning.”
The corners of Aleister's mouth curled up slightly, and his pupils turned into the scarlet red of the Moon Child without him noticing.
She looked like she was drunk, her cheeks flushed and her emotions became excited: "Just kill them all.
"Anyone who dares to jump will be killed - anyone who dares to cause trouble will be killed. I don't know where they get their confidence from, but I know... I will definitely defeat them!"
Aleister's words were filled with absolute confidence that left no room for doubt.
But in fact, Prince Szijjártó only believed less than half of it, and Fenrir didn't believe it at all.
"How is that possible... Rather, I trust the ritual performed by the demonologists more than this illusory thing."
He frowned. "Why don't we find a way to help them complete the ritual? I saw earlier that the ritual would destroy half the planet... but in that future, the Moon Children's crazy plan didn't exist. I guess that 'half the planet' that was destroyed at that time included them—"
"If we really have no other options, why not just find a way to reverse the future back to the first ending?"
"--impossible."
Aleister said without hesitation, "You are committing a crime, Mr. Fenrir. At least the Son of the Moon rules the four kingdoms. With the Banquet Master faction in the majority, the worst that can happen is no worse than the 'mostly destroyed' Star Antimony."
"That's different."
Mr. Fenrir, wearing helmet-shaped glasses with multiple lenses, revealing only the lower half of his face, argued: "I am His Majesty's servant. Ultimately, I prophesy and think for His Majesty. And you yourself are the Son of the Moon..."
"——Fenrir."
Prince Szijjártó suddenly interrupted Fenrir.
Fenrir immediately realized he had said the wrong thing. Even with most of his face hidden, one could still see his face paled for a moment. "Oh, oh... I'm sorry, Miss Aleister, I meant..."
"No problem."
Aleister, however, smiled with satisfaction. "You're right... The Moon Children are untrustworthy. No matter how well they behave, we must always be prepared for their betrayal. They are a race devoid of morals and emotions, purely selfish, like parasites."
"you……"
This made Prince Szijjártó feel a little confused.
Fortunately, at this moment, the phone on the table suddenly rang.
Fenrir, who had been fidgeting, breathed a sigh of relief almost instantly. He immediately picked up the phone and asked loudly, "Excuse me—?"
His expression quickly turned ugly, and the excitement of having escaped by chance gradually turned into a calm expression, revealing sadness and pain. His lips moved, but eventually closed.
"...Don't be afraid, we'll be there soon."
Fenrir comforted him with a complicated expression.
He slowly hung up the phone, looked back at Aleister, then at Prince Szijjártó, and reported softly, "Your Highness..."
"Who's calling?"
"Inspector Weiner, your highness."
Fenrir said, "Many bodies were found hanging in the town square."
"What does this have to do with us? That's a case that should be handled by the police department."
Prince Szijjártó asked in return, "Could it be that the previous ceremony is still going on?"
"That's not the case. These corpses have all been drained of blood. It's clear they were killed by the Son of the Moon...
"But the key is their identities. They are all members of the Rosicrucian Order, including two viscounts, a well-known lawyer, three journalists, and... Mr. Frank Schumacher."
As Fenrir spoke, he explained to Aleister and Honey Badger, "Old Frank was a first-class inspector, a very high rank. He was the highest-ranking official in the Royal Security Police in Leipzig, and he was also the one who introduced Inspector Weiner to the Rosicrucian Order. His murder also means..."
"——Red Phase's plan has already begun."
The honey badger concluded, "I guess he's been put under house arrest. The Moon Child always has a strong desire for control and doesn't like any enemy to escape from under his nose. This is a twisted desire that extends from the desire for exclusivity."
"Indeed," Fenrir nodded. "Inspector Weiner is asking for help, Your Highness. He has been locked in his office by his colleagues at the police station and is now unable to leave the room. There are also armed public security police guarding him at the door.
"Surprisingly, they didn't block the office's phone..."
"Oh, I didn't cut the phone line, I just tapped it."
Aleister scoffed, "You don't think they missed it, do you?"
Although Aleister also felt that the Son of the Moon was not a good thing, after being inexplicably spitted at by Fenrir, he also became a little vengeful - just like a real Son of the Moon.
"—they wanted to see who Inspector Weiner would call and who would come to his rescue."
"In other words..."
Fenrir's face turned pale.
"Our astrologer, are you relying too much on your eyes and neglecting to exercise your brain?"
Aleister sarcastically said, "This is obviously something that can be easily guessed... How dare you make the decision for your master? You may not be very capable, but you are very brave! I don't even bother to drink your blood for a fool like you. I feel that drinking it will reduce your intelligence."
"...I can give you my blood, Miss Aleister."
Prince Szijjártó bowed his head to Aleister and said, "I want to ask you to rescue Inspector Weiner... He is my friend."
"Even if he called you, was it to take advantage of your abilities and connections?"
Aleister asked back.
"That's because he trusted me more than anyone else."
Szijjártó answered without hesitation, "Then I will save him. This is my voluntary blood donation, and even according to the most traditional customs of the Children of the Moon, it is considered 'pure blood' that can be consumed."
"……Oh."
Hearing this, Aleister felt inexplicably unhappy.
But she carefully examined her heart and couldn't find why she was unhappy.
She could only respond anxiously, "Forget about the blood. I will only suck the blood of one man. After tasting his blood, I have no interest in you so-called 'blood purifiers' anymore."
"But for the sake of your friendship and trust—I'll still agree to it. After all, I also have a friend like this who can always trust each other."
Thinking of Sherlock, Aleister tried hard to suppress his inner anxiety.
It's ironic... She initially thought someone was using a ritual to attack her, which was why she became furious for no reason.
But now Alphonse had been killed by himself, and his ritual had been destroyed by Aleister, but that sudden violent mood had not disappeared, but had become more frequent.
In other words, Alphonse never attacked Aleister or sacrificed her.
It was just that the problem that Aleister had happened to collide with what Alphonse was doing.
From then on, it has been an accident until now.
...Strange, where did it all start to go wrong?
Aleister frowned slightly.
But she couldn't think of the answer for the moment - but anyway, all plans involving her would collapse, so Aleister simply put it aside and stopped thinking about it.
"...Anyway, saving lives is the most important thing. Let's go."
Aleister stood up excitedly: "Let's attack the police station!"
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I've noticed that since I started taking liver-protecting tablets, my condition has really improved. Could it be that my liver is causing me to feel sleepy, have eye pain, migraines, and feel listless every day?
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