In the palace of Bablon, Amon saw Hammurabi II lying on his sickbed. This old King was nearly eighty years old. He used to be very stout, but now he was very thin. The skin on his cheeks and chin were wrinkled and drooped. His eyes were sunken in, and his cheekbones and forehead had an abnormal red luster.
Seeing this luster, Amon knew that this person was already sick. If he was an ordinary person, he would have died a long time ago. He had been relying on the various blessings performed by the priests to keep him alive. But no matter how magical the power of the magic was, it could only adjust a person's bodily functions to the best state. When these functions were exhausted, even the most brilliant blessings masters could not do anything.
Hammurabi II was in a half-asleep, half-unconscious state. He lay there with his mouth half open, gasping for breath. It seemed that he was struggling to wait for something. When Amon walked in, he suddenly opened his eyes. A strong luster of desire appeared in his turbid eyes. His shoulders and elbows moved, as if he wanted to get up from the bed.
The priests guarding the sickbed exclaimed in a low voice, "His Majesty is awake!"
Amon said softly, "Your Majesty, you don't have to sit up." As he spoke, he flicked his finger, and the abnormal blush on Hammurabi II's face disappeared. His face returned to its previous deathly pale color. However, his mind was completely clear, and he could speak clearly.
Lying on the sickbed, Hammurabi II said in an old voice, "God, please forgive me for my rudeness. The pain is tormenting me like a poisonous snake biting my body. I can already feel that the poison has spread to every corner of my body. I can't get up and kneel before your feet. Thank you for coming here in person. I pray for your blessing!
All things wither and flourish. The trees that lose their yellow leaves in autumn seem to die in winter. But when the earth returns to spring, they will be rejuvenated. It is said that this is the power of God to awaken all things. Dear God, please bestow this power on me. I will be your servant forever. " Amon had guessed correctly. The moment Hammurabi II opened his mouth, he prayed to the gods to bring him back to life and restore his vitality. When Amon walked in, everyone in the room, except the king, knelt down before him, including Prince Benut and the chief high priest of the kingdom. The high priest was a little hesitant, but seeing that Prince Benut was also kneeling, he had no choice but to follow suit.
Amon did not say anything. He reached out and pointed at King, who was lying on the sickbed. A faint layer of golden light enveloped Hammurabi II's body. The King's face regained its normal color. Miraculously, he found that he had regained his vigor in an instant, as if he had returned to the time when he was young and strong. He was so surprised that he jumped up from the bed and knelt in front of Amon, shouting in a trembling voice, "Thank you, almighty god! You have given me a new life! "
When the others in the room saw this scene, they were shocked beyond words. Since ancient times, no one had ever heard of a god being able to bring an emperor back to life, but with a wave of God Amon's hand, he had truly brought the dying Hammurabi II back to life and back to life. Prince Benut's expression was very complicated. He was shocked, but it was hard to tell if he was confused or regretful.
But Amon shook his head and said, "Trees wither and flourish, but there will be a day when they truly wither. The new leaf that sprouts every spring is not the same leaf that fell last year. A person's life will eventually come to an end. Perhaps the soul will be reborn in another way, but that will no longer be you, Your Majesty King! I did not give you a new life. You feel full of strength now. That is my gratitude, and I am using my divine power to support you. "
During the trial of fate, the Gods' Tear passed down by the Adoratrice of the Temple of Isis had strangely merged with Amon's body and mind. Although he did not know the "Blessing of Isis" that only the Adoratrice could perform, he could perform another kind of magic, the "Protection of Isis", better than any other mage in the world.
Amon used his own divine power to support Hammurabi II, allowing him to regain the vigor he had when he was young and strong. At the same time, he stimulated the last bit of potential in his life. His soul became sober and comfortable. But Amon could not stand here forever, shrouding Hammurabi II in his own golden light. As soon as he left, the King would fall again.
A look of deep disappointment flashed across Hammurabi II's eyes, but it was immediately replaced by a stronger expectation. He knelt on the ground and raised his head, saying, "God, since you have such divine power, can I ask you to protect me like this, so that I can continue to be young and full of vigor?"
Amon asked with no expression, "Your Majesty King, you asked me for a blessing and said that you wish to be my servant forever. I blessed you and allowed you to get up from your sickbed before your death, but you made such a request to me. If I put my light on you forever, wouldn't I become your servant forever? Even the empires on the continent cannot stay strong forever, let alone the life of a king. "The King's request was too much, and the god was obviously unhappy. Hammurabi II lowered his head and said, "God, please forgive me! Can I ask you another thing? In the world after death, can souls enjoy eternal peace and happiness? "
Zaimon replied, "Why don't you just tell me your wish to be a king in the other world? But I want to ask you another question. If the kingdom in the other world really exists, and you met your grandfather, Hameraby the First, and the previous kings of Bablon, who would be able to enjoy the glory of that king? Would it be you? So the world you wish for doesn't exist.
I can answer your question. Your departed soul will be received by the Underworld of Anunnaki, so that the Underworld King can hear your prayers and pleas, and from your spiritual imprint in this life, she will draw what she wants, and you will stay in the momentary darkness for what seems like an eternity. Your soul may have a new life, but it is meaningless to you. You are the only one who is meaningful to it. Understood? "
Hammurabi II did not understand. He raised his head and asked, "A new life? What I want is a new life. May I ask who the new life will be? "
Amon let out a helpless sigh. "The so-called new life is not you! When the autumn leaves rot in the dust, the dust will become fertile and nourish the trees to sprout in the spring. That is another living being, and you can understand it this way. If you really want to know who that person is, even the gods can't decide. Perhaps it is just such a living being. If this bird was once a king, does it mean anything to you? " Amon pointed to a parrot in a birdcage hanging by the palace gate and asked the King in front of him meaningfully. The King looked at the birdcage and was stunned. His lips moved slightly, but no one knew what he wanted to say.
Amon turned and walked out of the palace gate as he said slowly, "It may be logical for you to have this kingdom, but you take it for granted. But have you ever thought about why you should enjoy all this forever? Go to the other people in the world. Maybe you can be them, and they can be you. Wear the golden light I bestow upon you and spend the last night of your life filled with youthful vigor. This is my gift to you. "
After saying this, Amon's figure disappeared in front of the palace gate. Hammurabi II was still kneeling there in the golden light. The next morning, the King of Bablon, Hammurabi II, passed away. The whole country mourned, and then it was followed by a celebration. They mourned the passing of the King, and celebrated the succession of the new King Benut I.
On the same day that Hammurabi II passed away, another monarch fell on the continent. The new capital of the Assyr Empire, Lisbon, announced that the invincible King Sinnach of Assyr had seriously injured Amun in battle, but he was ambushed by the evil god. Unfortunately, he was seriously injured and passed away.
Sinnach could have continued to live, but he could also die at any time. It all depended on when Samir decided to stop the magic circle protecting him. And the day had finally come.
The Sage Imperial Tutor, Lord Faust, read out Sinach's will in public as the chief high priest of the empire. He passed the throne to his most beloved queen, Samir, who had made countless meritorious deeds on the battlefield with him. As for whether Sinnach, who was unconscious and unable to speak or move, could leave behind such a will, no one could say for sure. However, Lord Faust's words were the decree of the Emperor.
Was Samir really his most beloved queen? Not long ago, the Emperor was about to marry another queen, Princess Sissila, but he was assassinated during the wedding ceremony. It was a great irony. Perhaps Sinnach felt remorseful before his death and felt that Samir was the only one he could entrust the throne to. In any case, Samir had become a real queen!
In fact, this will was just the icing on the cake. During this period of time, Samir had become the regent of the Assyr Empire. She had control over the military forces at the frontline, and at the same time, she had the support of the clergy group led by Faust. There were voices of opposition in the Assyr Empire when the queen became the empress. There was another proposal from the nobles, which was to support Samir as the regent and make Sinnach's three-year-old son the new Emperor. But this proposal was rejected by Sinnach's will.
There were also nobles who took the opportunity to make things difficult for Samir. Since they couldn't reject Sinnach's will, then they would make an issue out of Sinnach's assassination. Among these nobles was Lord Mantian, who rushed to Lisbon from Nineveh. The Mantian Family was a great noble family of the Assyr Empire. There were many local officials and generals who came from this family, and they had a complicated relationship with all kinds of forces in the imperial court. Lord Lloyd was also the highest-ranking official in the Empire at present.
Lord Mantian's grandfather used to be the Prime Minister of Assyr. After his death, another noble family's representative, Alpha, was given an important position by Sinnach and became the Prime Minister. In the battle between the two families, the Alpha Family had the upper hand. Now that the Assyr Empire had undergone such a huge change, all kinds of open and veiled struggles had begun.
Lord Mantian didn't openly question the legitimacy of Samir's ascension to the throne. In the first court meeting that Samir held, Lord Mantian spoke passionately, "In order to maintain the glory of the Empire, we must avenge Sinnach!" But the murderer was Amun. Where could they find him?
There were two measures that could be taken. The first was for the high priest of the Empire, Faust, to pray to Enlil on behalf of the Empire, asking the great god to punish the evil gods of the foreign lands. The second measure was for the army to attack the city of Leng, destroy Amon's shrine, occupy the land of the city, and turn the residents into slaves of the Empire.
The main generals who led the army to conquer the six cities of the Kingdom of Bablon were all present, but none of them wanted to take on this task. Crossing the treacherous Assyr Highlands to launch an expedition was a strenuous task in itself. The non-combat losses of the army during the march were very high. Now that they had achieved success and gained a lot of wealth, territory, and slaves, no one wanted to take this risk. The battle between Enril and Valletta had already shown that this battle was not going to be easy. Nearly half of the Giant Legion had died. Unless the other four elite legions of the Empire were sent over, and a logistics team several times larger than usual, it would be difficult to win. If they had to fight, it was best to send someone else.
This was what the generals were thinking, but no one dared to say it out loud. Lord Mantian's words were righteous, and even Samir couldn't refute him on the surface. This was the first problem she faced as soon as she took power. How could she face this kind of questioning? How could she avenge Emperor Sinnach? If she didn't accept Lord Mantian's suggestion and take convincing measures, her prestige would be greatly affected, and her position as Empress might not be stable.
The officials all looked at the Empress on the throne with different thoughts in their minds. Samir's face was as calm as still water, but no one could tell how he reacted. When Lord Mantian finished speaking, the officials had no choice but to express their support, lest they appear to be disloyal to the Empire. Empress Samir nodded and said, "Lord Lord Mantian, I want to thank you for your efforts for the Empire. You should be rewarded."
Samir immediately gave the order to reward Lord Mantian with a new territory and hundreds of slaves. It seemed like a form of appeasement or compromise. After thanking the Empress, Lord Mantian said, "Your Majesty, I don't want these rewards. I want to ask the Empire not to forget the hatred of Emperor Sinnach and the glory we have protected. How do you plan to destroy Palace Amun?"
Samir replied calmly, "The war with the Kingdom of Bablon has just ended, and the territories we have conquered need to be stabilized. Currently, the four legions can't be mobilized for expeditions. However, Lord Mantian's suggestion must also be considered. When it comes to the war with Leng, I know it better than all of you here, because both I and the Sage Imperial Tutor personally went to the battlefield.
At that time, we lost that battle, and Leng was only a pyrrhic victory. Their losses were even greater than those of Enril. The Empire's most elite Giant Legion has already been sent to the Plains of Duc. If they can recover their peak combat strength, they will definitely be able to capture Leng and even conquer the entire Plains of Duc. The other four legions have achieved such glorious results in attacking the Kingdom of Bablon, so why can't our most elite Giant Legion do the same?
At present, the two most important things are confidence and strength! As for confidence, we have all seen it. Lord Mantian is full of confidence in the victory of Enril, so all that's left is strength. From a strategic point of view, we need to organize more adequate logistical support, and we need to organize more soldiers to make up for the losses of the Giant Legion. I appoint the most loyal and talented minister of the Empire, Lord Mantian, to concurrently serve as the governor of Enril, and he will be responsible for avenging His Majesty Sinnach!
Lord Mantian, I will send the most powerful mage of the Empire, Faust, to accompany you to Enril, and I will give you full authority to organize logistics and recruit soldiers from the Assyrian Empire to expand the strength of Enril. I feel the same way as you, and I even want to personally go to the battlefield like I did in the past, but I have to worry about more things in the Empire, so I entrust this important matter to you! "
The Empress actually made such a decision, sending a civil official to Enril to preside over the military affairs! The reactions of the ministers varied. Some were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths, while others wanted to laugh but forced themselves to hold back. Lornard, on the other hand, was stunned on the spot. He had never expected that Samir would ask him to step up instead of another army from the Empire. He wanted to decline, but he had no excuse to do so. He was the one who was the happiest. Who else could they send if not him?
Some ministers who were quick to react immediately praised Her Majesty's wise decision, and at the same time, praised Mantian's loyalty and bravery, and everyone else followed suit. Mantian had to go even if he didn't want to. He had built such a high platform for himself, and now he couldn't go back down.
To replenish the Giant Legion and organize logistical reinforcements, manpower and material from the Assyrian mainland would need to be transferred across the plateau. No matter who did this, it would definitely violate the interests of a group of people. It was easy to get someone else to do it, but it was definitely a thankless task to do it personally. It would be fine if they could achieve a complete victory in the Plains of Duc and obtain enough benefits, but if they failed or barely won, the losses would definitely outweigh the gains.
Since Mantian was using this matter to make things difficult, Samir simply sent him to the frontlines. Could a civil official from the Ministry of the Interior command an army in battle? In fact, the one who was really in control of the army on the battlefield was still Felix, the Giant Legion's Commander. What Mantian could really be responsible for was the most troublesome logistics and people's livelihood. As for the military and political power, he couldn't control it, because Samir had also sent Faust.
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