Baiyi knew that words alone would not be enough to fool the young Emperor. He would have to resort to tricks, such as acting tough, intimidating the Emperor, and even provoking a little conflict. Everything was going according to plan. However, when the Emperor's hand reached for the scepter, Baiyi's heart skipped a beat. Although he had guessed correctly that there was something wrong with the Book of Servitude, the Emperor's action was enough to intimidate the Emperor.
The Emperor, on the other hand, knew that he could not use the Book of Servitude, but he still subconsciously placed his hand on the scepter. Although he could not cast a forbidden spell unconditionally, he could still disguise it so that no one would be able to see through his disguise. However, as soon as he placed his hand on the scepter, something happened.
The Emperor's body froze on the throne, as if he had been struck by a Binding Spell. His face turned pale, and his eyes turned bloodshot. His right hand, which was holding the scepter, began to tremble violently, and his face contorted. The Emperor looked like he was about to go berserk, and his body would explode in the next second!
Baiyi's heart skipped a beat. If the young Emperor exploded right in front of him, who knew what would happen in the next second? Would he explode on the spot? The other attendants also noticed that the Emperor's condition was not right. They immediately raised their weapons and surrounded the three of them, ready to attack.
At this critical moment where the good situation was about to be destroyed, the Emperor, who had begun to twitch and roll his eyes, forcefully raised his left hand that was twitching crazily like an epileptic. He gestured for everyone to stop and reluctantly opened his mouth to shout, "Everyone, stop …"
The guards' weapons froze in midair, and Baiyi's counterattack, which he had prepared beforehand, was forced to withdraw. The atmosphere was tense and awkward. Everyone, including Baiyi, wanted to know the Emperor's condition, but the Emperor stopped them with a hand gesture. The Emperor sat alone on his throne, convulsing as if he was in great pain. Everyone looked at him worriedly, but the Emperor's body continued to twitch as if he was in great pain.
This situation lasted for a few minutes before the emperor finally calmed down. His forehead was covered in sweat as he took deep breaths. He silently sat on the throne and panted for a while before raising his head again. He took out a bottle of unknown medicine from his storage pouch and gulped it down.
After drinking the potion, the Emperor's complexion returned to normal, as if he had returned to the arrogant Emperor he once was. Baiyi, who had been watching the Emperor, felt that something was amiss.
"Leave us. I have something to say to them in private." The Emperor waved his hand, signaling the servants to leave. Naturally, the servants did not want to leave. 'You just had a seizure, and you want us to leave?' However, before they could voice their opinions, the Emperor shot them a fierce glare. The servants hurried out of the palace and slammed the doors shut, leaving only Baiyi and his two companions behind.
The Emperor pursed his lips and wiped the sweat off his forehead. He waved his hand in the air, activating the mute function of the palace's enchantment barrier. Then, he turned his attention to Baiyi. He gave him an annoyed and disdainful look, then shifted his gaze to Mia, who was dressed to the nines. The Emperor's face broke into a warm smile. "Mia? Come here. "
"Huh?!" Baiyi and Mia were shocked. They had only met for a few minutes, and the commotion was so loud that Mia did not even have time to introduce herself. How did the Emperor know her name?
Also, what was with the way he looked at her and the way he smiled at his granddaughter? Why did it feel like the old geezer was treating Mia in the right timeline?
Mia was a little hesitant, but she ignored Baiyi's protests and slowly approached the Emperor. "Royal Gramps?" she asked in a low voice.
"Hmm …" The Emperor nodded in satisfaction. He used a gentle wave of mana to lift Mia's body and placed her in front of him. He pinched her soft cheeks and smiled. "You're really cute. You're much better than that unfilial son of a b * tch."
"What the hell is going on here?!" Baiyi could no longer care about his status, and he yelled in a frenzy.
"Hmph!" The Emperor harrumphed coldly and gave Baiyi a disdainful look. "Can't you see what's going on? I'm starting to think that I picked the wrong heir. "
'Holy sh * t! Did this guy have a seizure and lose his mind?' Baiyi cursed inwardly. Suddenly, he remembered something, and he used his consciousness to touch the sleeping Book of Servitude. Nothing seemed to have changed. However, it seemed like it could materialize again. Baiyi tried to activate the Book of Servitude, and a large black tome appeared in his hand.
However, the familiar ripples of energy from the tome had disappeared. It was as if the tome had become an ordinary book. Although it could still be used, it had lost all of its previous power.
"Because I am the Emperor now. It's not your turn yet," the Emperor said proudly. The scepter in his hand glowed with a dazzling light. Clearly, the Book of Servitude had returned to its normal state.
Baiyi was taken aback. He asked tentatively, "You … You seem to know everything?"
"Because it told me everything." The Emperor waved the scepter in his hand. "Not only do I know everything, but I also know that you call me an old geezer in private, and that you're always thinking of ways to cut my expenses …"
"N-no, it's not like that. I gave you money, but you always spent it. You even played card games with your students …" Baiyi tried to defend himself.
"How dare you talk about card games? You burned all the cards I worked so hard to collect! Just thinking about it pisses me off! Let's see how you're going to burn my cards now! Throw this bastard into the dungeon! Not a single drop of water or grain of rice! "The Emperor roared.
The guards, who had been waiting outside the door, rushed in, grabbed Baiyi, and dragged him out. Baiyi's roar could be heard coming from afar. "Let me go! Let me go! I've done a great deed for the empire! You can't do this to me! Let me see the Emperor! "
After the guards had closed the door, the Emperor turned to look at Mia, who had a confused look on her face. He smiled and asked, "You still don't understand?"
Mia nodded obediently.
The Emperor changed the Book of Servitude from his scepter back to its original form. He explained patiently, "The Book of Servitude is immutable, and it is the only one of its kind in this world. Even time cannot erase this fact. There can never be two copies of it, so when that unfilial apprentice brought the future copy of the Book of Servitude to this era, both of us could not use it …"
"Today, when he and I met again, the two conflicting copies of the Book of Servitude merged into one, and everything returned to normal.
"The Book of Servitude, as the symbol of the Rohlserlian monarchy, records and witnesses the changes of the monarchy. The moment it returned to normal, the content it recorded and witnessed was transferred into my mind, including the memories I left behind when I inherited the Book of Servitude in the future. That's how I know what happened after that, and who you are," said the old man.
"However, those memories only lasted until the moment when I wished to retrieve the Book of Servitude. After that, all I saw were the contents of the book," the Emperor said. The Emperor finally explained how he knew Baiyi had burned his precious card.
Mia nodded blankly. To be honest, she did not quite understand what Baiyi had just said. Baiyi had not told her much about the Book of Servitude, and when the Archmage had instructed him to retrieve the book, he had avoided her. Therefore, Mia did not know the details of the Book of Servitude that Baiyi had given her.
Baiyi, too, did not know that the Archmage had reawakened the Book of Servitude and preserved its memories.
"So, Royal Gramps, you are now …" Mia asked, still confused.
"I am me, your Royal Gramps. Be it the future or the present, I will always be the same. Right now, I only have the memories from the future," the Emperor replied. "If I were to describe it in the novels that your teacher used to read, it would be a fusion of memories, right? Or is it more like the future me who was reborn? "
Mia did not really understand what the Emperor was saying, but as long as it was the same Royal Gramps, everything would be fine. She mustered her courage and whispered, "Royal Gramps, if you haven't changed, please don't make things difficult for Mr. Hope, okay? He actually … has always respected you … "
"Are you in such a hurry to plead for him? Looks like I've been doting on you for nothing, "the Emperor said, feigning anger. He reached out and pinched Mia's cheeks." Don't worry. I'm just giving him a place to think in peace. You should know that with his strength, even I can't do anything to him, so you don't have to worry. "
"But even the water and food …" Mia wanted to say something else, but she suddenly realized that her Mr. Hope did not need water and food. She then realized that she was being silly. She stuck out her tongue in embarrassment and tried to act cute to ease the awkwardness.
The Emperor laughed heartily and took Mia's little hand in his. "Come, Grandpa will show you around Grandpa's palace." With that, the Emperor pulled Mia along with him as they strolled around the palace.
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