Chapter 826 Stud
Xingti, Leipzig. Prince Szijjártó's residence.
A stern yet handsome middle-aged man with brown hair was talking to Prince Szijjártó.
"In that case, then let's settle it first. If necessary, we need you to be the king first."
The middle-aged man's voice was low and calm. "In any case, having a Valentine is better than having none at all. The people will at least feel more at ease. The Army will support you, and the Society will support you. The Association hasn't chosen a supporter yet, but at least they won't oppose you... Let's not talk about the opinions of the Ziggurat. They don't seem like the type to take action in such a situation.
"In that case, the only ones who might interfere with you are probably the Sons of the Moon. As for the departments controlled by the Sons of the Moon... such as Finance, Foreign Affairs, and the Navy, they are of no direct help in resolving the current situation. We will send people to protect you, Your Highness, so there is no need to worry too much about their decapitation plan."
He said this, thought for a moment, and added, "Actually, by mid-May at the latest, the situation in Xingtan will gradually stabilize. But if we allow Xingtan to continue in such chaos, by May we'll be left with nothing but ruins. No one wants to see that outcome... Maybe some people do, but at least we don't."
"Chaos breeds new chaos, death breeds new death, but from chaos and death, order and new life will also be born. The great misfortune that the Stars now face is also a great blessing - when the trial of fire is over, the gold will shine brightly. The Stars will be reborn, rising high and shining. Just as the mortals will eventually become Stars."
...The implication is that I am that "ordinary person"?
Szijjártó's heart sank slightly, but he couldn't say anything.
After all, he lacked talent - even among Alfonso's many children, his ability could only be considered average at best.
But it was also because of this that the society came to him after the situation in Xingti fell into complete chaos.
Because if he didn't have support, he would never have been able to sit on the throne. As the saying goes, "It's better to help someone in need than to add icing on the cake." Now, what they want is a better heir and a more controllable monarch.
——Anyway, we didn’t do it first.
The Moon Child did it too!
Because the Son of the Moon has done this, others have ambitions and want to follow suit.
"...Yes, Master Walter."
Although Prince Szijjártó had a lot on his mind, he didn't show it.
He nodded slightly and agreed: "I will try my best to cooperate with your plan. Everything is for Xingti."
The calm temperament made the middle-aged man nod with satisfaction.
Just as he was about to say goodbye politely, Master Walter's eyes suddenly looked towards a corner.
He turned around and gave Prince Szijjártó a meaningful look. "It seems you've already made plans... I really made the right decision to come here."
When Prince Szijjártó saw Master Walter off, he turned around again and suddenly saw Master Honey Badger there.
"...Did Master Walter see you?"
Prince Szijjártó was a little worried.
He knew the strength of Master Honey Badger - she was a fifth-level assassin, and there was no adapter in the entire Star Antimony who could match her.
"I wanted him to sense it on purpose."
The honey badger, leaning against the wall with his arms folded, shook his head calmly: "Otherwise, even if I put a knife to his neck, he might not be able to find me."
Hawkeye, a master assassin, has this kind of confidence.
Although not all fifth-level beings can be restrained or killed by her, there are also types that can restrain assassins.
But the demon incarnations were obviously not among them - their bodies were too fragile, and their perception was not as strong as that of priests and hunters, not to mention those extraordinary people on the path of beauty.
The survival ability of these demon incarnations basically depends entirely on the mop picking up shit... Because if they are killed, the demons restrained in the body will break free and go crazy, and the upper-level phantom demons are not so easy to deal with.
"Do you dare to kill me? I don't care anyway. The devil incarnate is half of me, so if you dare to kill me, let's die together. Half of me in exchange for you is not a loss anyway."
It was for this reason that when Master Walter realized that Prince Szijjártó had a fifth-level assassin, he was not afraid at all.
The honey badger slightly raised one leg and stepped on the wall behind him.
Where the wall behind her met her shoes, shadowy black ripples appeared from time to time.
The beautiful woman chuckled softly, her body sinking into the shadow of the wall behind her as if sinking into cement. Her voice gradually turned from clear to dull: "Let those who learn from you know that you are not so easy to control...
"Recruiting a fifth-level assassin means this prince probably has some ideas."
"Where's Miss Aleister?"
Prince Szijjártó said to the empty wall, "I have something I want to ask her."
"…She is preparing for an important ceremony."
After a moment of silence, the honey badger's voice rang out again, becoming instantly clear as if it had emerged from the bottom of the sea: "If you have anything to say, I can ask her for you."
"I want to know... why is Master Walter so sure that Xingbi will get better in May?"
Szijjártó frowned. "Master Walter said the Serpent Father is influencing the entire world… Three Celestial Officials have already been born this month, and there may be more next month. This means the variables affecting the entire world will continue to increase, disrupting all plans."
"No matter how I deduce it, I feel the situation on Star Antimony will become increasingly chaotic... It's even very likely to spread from Star Antimony to other countries, eventually plunging the entire world into chaos. I don't know what I've overlooked, so I'd like to borrow Miss Aleister's wisdom."
"...You are really perceptive."
Aleister's childish and clear voice drifted over, "But your deduction is correct, Szijjártó. The world will inevitably descend into chaos... Those people's foolish plans are merely attempts to exploit this chaos to advance their careers.
"But their plan will ultimately fail. Perhaps because of arrogance, perhaps because of stupidity, or perhaps..."
She now transformed back into Aleister, taking off her ceremonial gloves as she slowly walked down the stairs.
She casually threw the glove into the corner, and a hand of the honey badger reached out from the shadows and caught it mid-air.
"... maybe it's out of cowardice."
Aleister said meaningfully.
Will everything be resolved by May?
That's like saying, "Once the [Tail Ring] ritual is complete, everything will be fine!"
But do those demonologists really not understand that there might be a problem?
I’m afraid not.
The secret of the ritual has begun to spread, creating a buzz... After all, it's necessary to attract foreign transcendents to come along. Since it's happening abroad, there's no way to restrain them from speaking freely. More and more people are now aware of this secret, and the Theocracy is undoubtedly aware of it as well.
However, the Theocracy did not send anyone to stop them.
This incident was enough to make them hesitate.
——But at this point, they can no longer stop.
The Stars had already fallen into chaos. If they had not gained some transcendent power from the Tail Ring ritual to suppress everything, they would have been gradually dragged into a bloody melee like a meat grinder.
Then treat it as a problem.
Anyway, a transcendent is someone who transcends difficulties and dangers!
"It's either everything or nothing. They simply chose to go all-in at the poker table of fate... It's not courage, but it's not a mistake either. It's just that they had no other choice."
Aleister whispered, "It's fate."
(End of this chapter)
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