City of Silver, Star-Moon Tower.
"Victor Irus is dead?!"
Jean had just turned his attention away from the Arcane Eye when he heard such shocking news.
"Ridiculous! That's impossible! "
Jean subconsciously thought that it was a bad joke. He frowned. "Victor is wearing legendary magic equipment that we, the City of Silver, made for him!"
"But it's true. His son, Girard, is going to be crowned today, and …"
Austin paused for a moment. His expression was very unpleasant. "Girard announced that Clark betrayed the cult and assassinated Victor. Clark is dead."
"Clark betrayed?! Assassinated Victor?! "
Jean's expression changed drastically. "That's impossible! Clark was an arcane master that I personally trained. He was obsessed with arcane magic. How could he betray the cult?! "
"No one knows the truth, but Victor and Clark are both dead."
Austin's expression darkened. "You can adjust the range of the Arcane Eye. Alinx is now holding Girard's coronation."
Jean opened his mouth. His expression was slightly gloomy. He said calmly, "No, the Arcane Eye must continue to monitor the movements of Chaos. I'll go there myself."
After saying that, violent arcane energy immediately surged around Jean. The next moment, he crossed thousands of miles and directly appeared in Alinx.
Today, Alinx was different from before. This lively capital was now immersed in sorrow. Girard's voice echoed in the sky above the capital.
"… Father's death cannot be the reason for us to stop moving forward. In fact, it's because of father's death that I understand one thing more clearly."
"The claws of the evil cultists have penetrated deep into our territory. We must be vigilant against the threat of the evil cultists. Everyone knows about the madness of the Chaos religion. I declare that from the moment of my coronation, the Irus Empire has officially declared war on the Chaos religion!"
"The Irus Empire is a glorious and great empire. We once unified the entire world. Even though other kingdoms have split from the Irus Empire, their past glory cannot be erased. And I, the new king of Irus, swear before the scepter of His Holiness the Pope. While offering my loyalty and even my life to the great God, I will also let the entire Irus Empire receive the glory it deserves."
In the air above Alinx, a grand ceremony was taking place between the thrones. All the important ministers of the kingdom were lined up on both sides. Some of the more attentive ones noticed that Aubry and Aradeline, the two generals who were highly valued by Victor, were not present. On the contrary, the House of Cadier and the House of Spade, who rarely appeared between the thrones, were present.
The smile on Patriarch Charlemagne's face was clearly visible.
"I don't see Aubry and Aradeline. They are obviously supporters of His Highness. Why aren't they here?"
"It's not His Highness anymore. It's His Majesty Girard. They must have received some secret order to clean up the evil cultists."
"But why did the House of Cadier and the House of Spade appear so calmly?"
Some people were puzzled. Aubry and Aradeline, who supported Girard, refused to attend the coronation ceremony. Princess Aurelia gave up her right to the throne. The discord between the House of Cadier and the House of Spade and the royal family was an open secret. But now, they had appeared between the thrones …
The story behind this was extremely frightening.
On the throne, Pope Jesolini XXIII had already lifted the crown that represented the royal power, while Prince Girard knelt before him on one knee to show the royal power's reverence for the supreme divine power.
"Your Highness, are you willing to listen to God's will, accept God's baptism, and listen to God's revelation?"
"I am willing."
A beam of holy light poured down from the Pope's hand and landed on Prince Girard's head. It flowed down along his skin.
There were no abnormalities …
The Pope frowned imperceptibly. Then, he sighed in relief. The smile on his face became more gentle and natural.
"Your Highness, are you willing to lead the children of God forward under God's revelation? Let them eat well, wear warm clothes, and live a happy life?"
"I am willing."
"Your Highness, can you guarantee that this will not change and that you will devoutly maintain the proper respect for God. At the same time, can you guarantee that the power of the royal power will not be abused?"
"I can."
"Then, I declare that you, Girard Irus, are the new King of the Irus Empire."
The crown in the Pope's hand slowly fell and was placed on Girard's head. From this moment on, Prince Girard became His Majesty King Girard.
And this incomparably important scene appeared in front of the kings of Prandal at the same time. These people had different thoughts and expressions, but the only thing that could be confirmed was that they all had a premonition of danger that was like a needle pointed at their backs.
The young Girard was obviously different from the gentle Victor. Victor had taken over a lazy task. He did not have the courage to put all his eggs in one basket. He wanted to use a gentle and controllable method to slowly strengthen the Irus Empire.
Girard was different. He was young, powerful, energetic, and courageous. Look at him. He had inherited the name of the Irus Empire's royal ancestor and also inherited his weapon. That gorgeous longsword shining with the light of the elements was not just for decoration. He was already at the supreme level at such a young age. He had the potential to break through the legendary level and become a hero like the heroes Jean and Angus!
Under the leadership of such a powerful king, even a docile sheep would become a ferocious wolf. No matter how terrifying the enemy was, he would still dare to pounce on them and bite them.
As soon as Girard announced the declaration of hostility to the Cult of Chaos, these political veterans smelled a deeper meaning. It was obvious that he was looking for a reasonable reason to start a war.
Girard, who was wearing the crown, was helped up by the Pope. "Congratulations, Your Majesty. But I'm very sorry. I'm afraid you don't have time to wallow in your pain."
Seeing the tears on Girard's face, the Pope said very seriously, "You must find information about the Chaos religion as soon as possible. They are crazier and more treacherous than the Dark Serpent. If they attack again, I'm afraid you will be in great danger."
"I understand."
"Your Majesty, why don't you let the Adoratrice cast a protection blessing on you? If you encounter any danger, you can also remind us."
Girard looked at Eluri, who was wearing a scarf and a white veil, and said proudly, "No need. I'm not my father. My strength is enough to ensure my safety."
The Pope was stunned. "But …"
"If you insist, it will be my honor."
Girard walked to Eluri and showed a lethal smile. He gently raised Eluri's hand and lowered his head to kiss the back of her hand.
Eluri suddenly trembled and subconsciously pulled her hand back. Then she came to her senses and showed an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, Your Highness … Ah, no, Your Majesty, I'm not used to kissing the hand."
"That's really my loss."
Girard shrugged and said to the Pope, "Today, you can come with the Adoratrice to carry out my coronation ceremony. This is already a great blessing for me. I sincerely thank you."
After being interrupted by Girard, the Pope forgot to cast a blessing. After a few simple words with him, he left with Eluri.
What happened next was the royal power's business. It had nothing to do with them.
Let the royal power belong to the royal power and the divine power belong to the divine power. This was the way the Prandal should be.
After observing the people present again and again, Jean, who was hiding in the dark, quietly came to the King's study. The messy study had been sealed, but this was not a problem for Jean. He easily bypassed the blockade of the guards.
"Rich arcane energy … It's a sudden release of arcane energy … It's Clark's doing … But … There's also a very rich aura of water element left …"
Jean frowned. With Clark's power, a grade 5 arcane energy explosion could destroy the defense of five legendary magic tools and kill Victor?
That was impossible!
Among the magic tools Victor wore, there was even a ring made by Clark. Clark proudly showed it to Jean, claiming that the protective spell on the magic ring could withstand a grade 7 spell!
The study was badly damaged, and many clues could not be investigated. However, at this time, Jean noticed the traces of blood on the ground, and his brows furrowed again.
How could blood become like this after being hit by an arcane energy explosion?
It was ridiculous!
There was too little information, and it was impossible to know the truth of the death scene yesterday!
Right! Where were Empress Olina and Princess Aurelia?
Today was clearly the inauguration ceremony of the new king, but they did not show up. No one in the throne room mentioned it either. When Pope Jesolini asked about it, Prince Girard casually said that they were too sad to show up, but this was obviously not justifiable!
At this time, footsteps were heard in the distance. Jean sighed, stepped into the void, and left.
"Did anyone come near here?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, no!"
"Very good."
Prince Girard looked at the ruined study and went straight back to his room.
After returning to his room, Girard frowned and tore off the ceremonial armor on his body. The clothes below were completely wet from the abscesses.
When he was baptized by the Holy Light in the hands of the Pope, the power in his body rebelled and was forcibly suppressed. His flesh was burned by the power of the Holy Light.
He even shed tears because of the pain — fortunately, the Pope thought that he was too sad.
If he had not deliberately hit on Eluri and prevented them from casting the protection blessing, the dark power in his body would have been exposed to everyone on the spot.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Girard's body shook, and the abscesses burst one by one. Terrible holes appeared on his body, and then quickly healed …
"Damn old thing … I have to think of a way as soon as possible."
Girard muttered to himself, and his gaze suddenly fell on the ring left behind by Victor.
It was a well-known fact that the treasury of an ancient kingdom was always full of all kinds of treasures …
Ellington, the Lord's Mansion.
Everyone watched the whole coronation ceremony in the low sobs of Princess Aurelia and Olina. Victor's sister, Aubrey's wife, Parola Irus could only hide her sadness and comfort her sister-in-law and niece. She had not even seen her granddaughter, Elsa.
Tang En clapped his hands and said, "Well, it's a foregone conclusion. Aubrey and Aradeline's families have been properly settled. Now we need to discuss the next step."
Fiona, who was busy comforting Aurelia, was startled. "The next step?"
"Yes, the next step."
Tang En nodded, paused, and continued, "Although we have decided to wait for the other party to show his true face, we can't keep others in the dark now. We need to do something."
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