Williams and Count Vergil's coffins arrived at the capital together with Shermie and the others.
Kulun City's Magic Union had prepared a lot for this long journey. They had carved magic arrays on the coffins to protect the corpses as much as possible. Williams' face was still vivid, and he looked like he was sleeping.
On his handsome face, the curvature of his lips made many noble ladies in the capital fall in love with him.
Lionheart VII dismissed everyone and quietly sat in front of the coffin alone.
This highest ruler of the empire had twelve sons and fifteen daughters. They all had different personalities, and each of them had their own strengths. When they grew up, they could more or less share some of the burden on his shoulders. Only one was an exception.
This b * stard named Williams clearly had his blood flowing in his body, but he didn't inherit any of the good traditions of the Reinhardt family.
All he did was wander around from day to night, stirring up trouble everywhere.
Not long ago, the two of them had a huge quarrel over the matter of the new Patron of the Human Race, Painter. Williams almost pointed at his nose and scolded him for being the ruler of a fallen nation. That angered Reinhardt VII so much that he directly sent Williams to the West. Out of sight, out of mind.
However, this was the last time the father and son could meet each other.
Inside the coffin, Williams still looked like he didn't care about anything. His curled lips seemed to be sneering silently, as if he was saying, "What do you think, old man? Even if I die, I'll make a big mess for you."
Many people didn't understand why Reinhardt VII spoiled his third son so much. Most people thought that the emperor did it for the sake of the late queen, Elizabeth, who was Williams' biological mother. However, only Reinhardt VII himself knew why he treated this son so differently.
Because he saw the shadow of himself when he was young in Williams.
The same arrogance, the same fearlessness, and even the same attitude of a b * stard.
This bastard didn't care how sad others would be if he died, and he didn't care what kind of shadow his death would cast over the future of the Empire. No … he was very clear about these things. He was smarter than anyone else, so how could he not think of these things? The current outcome might be what he wanted.
Using his own life to put the entire Empire on the war chariot and break off all ties with the church might seem like a good deal to him, but as the highest ruler of the Empire, Lionheart VII would never let him get what he wanted so easily.
Leonis sneered and walked out of the palace where the coffin was placed.
By the time Lionheart VII walked out of the door, his expression had already returned to normal. He said calmly, "Send a note to Pope Ellwood of the Holy Union. Have him explain this attack."
Reinhardt VII's first order was not surprising, but what he said next shocked Pushkin, who was waiting outside.
"Withdraw all soldiers from the border between the Empire and the Holy Union. Open up the border and reveal the true situation of the sealed area to the people. At the same time, contact the church and invite them to send people to help solve the crisis the Empire is facing."
Pushkin secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He was most worried that the Empire would start a full-scale war with the Holy Union because of Williams' death. At this critical juncture, this was not a wise choice.
Fortunately, Reinhardt VII wasn't blinded by hatred. It seemed that he knew where the real enemy was. This method was executed beautifully. Exposing everything to the light of day was the most powerful blow to the church.
Originally, only the higher-ups of the various countries knew about the existence of the Abyssal Crack. The new Pope Ellwood had promised the various powers that as long as the various countries did not attack first, the monsters would not leave the designated area. At the same time, the crack would disappear on its own in ten years at most. The Margan Desert was the best proof. The crack had disappeared not long after the incident in the Northern Region, so the various powers had chosen to accept the church's suggestion and wait and see.
However, what happened to the condolence group had broken this agreement. A monster had left the crack, appeared in the Southwestern Region of the Empire, and even killed a prince. This was an accident outside of the rules, so Reinhardt VII could naturally use methods outside of the rules to solve the problem.
Thanks to the church's relentless propaganda over the past few thousand years, even the illiterate farmers in the fields knew that the creatures of the Abyss were the embodiment of evil and the natural enemies of mankind. Naturally, the church, which represented justice, was at odds with these evil creatures.
Countless blood had been shed in the battle between the Church and the Abyss, and they had also established a great image that countless believers looked up to. This helped them achieve the success they had today, but it also became their weakness.
This was why there was a dark organization like the Heresy Court that did not exist to help the church do some shady things. However, the current situation was much more serious than the exposure of the Heresy Court.
The former Pope Van 'er the Fifth had stepped down because of the incident in the Northern Region, and now it was Ellwood's turn to have a headache. He received the news even earlier than Reinhardt VII. Van 'er the Fifth told him that the mission had failed. Dinah and the sheriff named Hollins had successfully reached New Tylte before the Final Judgment began, but the monsters of the Abyss that had been sent there had been lost.
Ellwood was confused. Although the monsters that Van 'er the Fifth had chosen were not many, they were all quite strong. Logically speaking, there should not be any armed forces nearby that could kill them all.
However, this was the truth. When Shermie passed out outside of Kulon City, covered in blood, the local force of the church hurriedly sent the news back. Ellwood felt like he was struck by lightning. This was too ridiculous. Not only did those monsters fail to kill Dinah, but they also accidentally killed a prince. It could not be worse than this.
Ellwood went to Van 'er the Fifth almost immediately. In fact, he really wanted to point at Van' er the Fifth's nose and scold him. If the latter had not been forcing him, the situation would not have deteriorated to this extent.
However, now was not the time to blame him. The most urgent thing now was to find a way to get through this crisis. Unlike Van 'er the Fifth, Ellwood just wanted to enjoy the pleasure of holding power, and he had not even warmed his seat yet. How could he be willing to step down just like this?
However, he did not expect that when he came to Van 'er's residence again, the door was firmly shut.
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