Chapter 831 – Eight Thrones (3)
3rd Empress. Amelia Ilonso Romania.
The imperial family of Romania divided the wives of the male imperial family into two types. She is the official concubine of the empress and emperor. Among them, the empress was chosen for the position, valuing family and political connections more than beauty.
But with her concubine it was different.
There were no major restrictions on the criteria for selecting a concubine for the Festival of Heaven, to increase the number of descendants, or to rationalize the desires of those in power.
There were many cases in which she became a concubine simply by giving birth to a child after laying hands on her maid or a woman who was not good enough. It was not uncommon for her to die giving birth to her illegitimate children—usually her sons—before making her his concubine.
The third empress belonged to both of them.
It was an unusual case considering the background of the empresses getting married and the emperor’s personality, but it was difficult to receive the emperor’s love due to the difference in her appearance or personality.
Amelia is the daughter of her famous family, and from an early age she was famous for her talents. She was the reason she was favored by the emperor even before she was married.
It’s just a rumor common in the social world, but it was a courtship that Amelia didn’t want.
On the fourth day after her forcibly separated fiancé committed suicide, Amelia became empress.
Even after this, Amelia did not abuse that position while holding her emperor captivated more than her considerable concubines. Rather, she seemed to suffer whenever the nobles of her father’s family urged her to coax her emperor.
Was it like that?
Looking at her mother, who was not a drop of her blood, thought Clian, who was already an adult at the time.
‘Did you bring the throne? Thank you, Klean.〉
The Third Empress said that she would have lived a happier life if she had not been born into a noble family.
It is said that her miserable smile resembles her wife’s.
〈… Are you here to help her father?”
Amelia opened her sad eyes as Clian asked, swallowing her dry saliva. Her mysterious presence, which she had only glimpsed at first glance, was nowhere to be seen.
“Don’t deny the reality. I worked hard to coax you into coming here, but you should be a little surprised. A few pleasures from the boring court life?”
“I had to. Otherwise, I would have been caught.〉
Maybe it was because she didn’t feel the slightest lie in the empress’ answer. Clian looked inward nervously. Control of the throne remained properly in his hands.
‘… Caught? To whom?’
It would have been enough to kill him or save him, but he couldn’t do that.
Amelia is mysterious from one to ten. Upon deflecting her attack, Niklian’s prudence led to hesitation. Discretion, which was his strong point, got in the way.
“Come closer.”
She had no idea that Amelia would have expected such hesitation.
Clian lit a spark in the palm of her hand.
‘About your wife? For this day, I ordered His Majesty to be executed.〉
〈… What?〉
Her first empress, who was her biological mother, is almost incompetent due to the presence of immortality and Amelia. Her beloved wife died as a result of her purges. His lifelong effort, engrossed in becoming emperor and changing the country, was thrown into the trash when he was not given the title of crown prince. It was a coincidence, but the fate of the motherland was even put in the spotlight. How will Klein act when he’s driven this much? Amelia was confident that she would anticipate and induce all of that. “The behavior of creatures is unpredictable. However, if you know the mental support or personality that each human being has, the strands will be caught. How would you behave in any situation?〉 There is nothing to go directly to the surface. Human relationships are organic. Like billiards, if only 1 or 2 people are skillfully touched from behind, they move and act with their own thoughts. And Amelia meets the ending she wants. Amelia slowly approached Clian, who was stepping on her unconscious emperor. ‘Clean was prudent and conscientious from an early age. It was not fitting for an emperor of this era. Even if he suffered alone and became emaciated, he would not have moved in the direction of ‘us’ help.〉 It is also difficult to incite lust or desire like the emperor of the time. Even more so, Amelia knew well from her experience that this type of person would lose her existing firearms if she gave her a shock enough to change her personality. Therefore, Clian was not worthy of being crowned emperor. In case you didn’t know, in other words, it was just preserved as a chess piece for ‘a time like this’. 〈… Stop! Quit the sophistry! You don’t know my childhood!〉 Clian stopped his thoughts and fired his magic. He was also busy putting an end to the rebellion by putting the emperor’s head on the line. No time to listen to bullshit. Clian poured more mana into his magic than he used in his entire life combined. The flames flew into Amelia’s chest, burning the temple. ─Force. However, the magic flame did not advance and collapsed like a sand castle. The flame that should have ignited the woman who was less than half the weight of the emperor died in an instant. Surprised, Clian nearly bit his tongue. Rather than the disappearance of magic, the process was astonishing. 〈… Master?〉 Because the only thing that could dismantle Clian’s magic like that was Clian’s magic master who guided him through the composition of his spells.
She, who was also his nanny, is already deceased.
When Amelia was two or three years old, she should have died in a magical accident.
Feeling like he was going to lose his mind, Clian deliberately bit his mouth. Along with the stinging pain, the taste of his blood lingered in his mouth.
─Stupid! Amelia tore off the leather on her neck.
She just tore off her skin. The person’s skin peeled away, revealing dark, glossy skin, and then she changed into a completely different face.
A long scar ruining a pretty face. It was the face of the nanny who raised Clian.
The longing face smiled wide.
〈From one to ten, they grew just as I had hoped. I’m proud of you.〉
〈Ah, uh… 〉
Clian turned white and withdrew. Her aged face was contorted like that of a child.
Memories from childhood tend to influence personality. If you are obsessed with the safety of close people and decorate your personality to depend on them, it will be easy to use no matter how things go.
It’s been done for thousands of years, and this time it was destroyed.
“Come to think of it, was it just then? I innocently threw gold coins at the bard singing the song of the Bronze Throne, and eagerly asked me what kind of artifact the Bronze Throne was.〉
Clian tried to unleash her authority, but her throne did not respond at all. It was because Amelia, who was approaching, sensed and interfered with Clian’s collapsing concentration.
As she taught and wished, Clian had driven control of the throne into herself.
Even if it was a measure to avoid losing the throne to the emperor, there was plenty of room to penetrate the gap that was created. It was very easy for Amelia, with her superhuman wisdom.
It would have been more convenient to drive him insane with a mind wave, but if Clian, who is supposed to transfer the throne, loses his mind, it becomes difficult to proceed with the procedure.
Amelia tore her crown off Clian’s head.
Artifacts that should never fall were easily peeled off if the user didn’t want to.
‘I will say it again. Thank you for bringing me the throne, Klean.〉
***
〈… Sorry. I missed it.〉
When Clian, who had fled from us, launched a counterattack on the emperor, we were the only ones left in the basement of the temple. Perhaps the other princes had been blown away somewhere.
Still, even though my juniors activated the authority so that their ears turned red, did you miss it with your eyes wide open? I could see Rari Lura biting her lip in anger.
I shook my hand and looked where the throne had been.
From Odin’s point of view, it felt like the higher compatibility of the ᚱ (Raidō) rune. The other princes couldn’t see if Clian had blown it somewhere before leaving.
Tirshi said while raising the power of Arma Shunas.
Is it the power to break free from restraints or limitations? How did you get 7 powers and get tired of it, damn it.
“… But isn’t it too ridiculous to say that the power of 7 people in the master class is too much?”
Lalilura murmured. You agree with me.
The artificial god seat created by humans is driven back into the throne created by humans. In that way, he achieved a strength that would make even the most gods put to shame.
Although it was the total concentration of human technology, it was a surprisingly powerful artifact.
But I laughed out loud.
“Not to that extent. It’s true that they’re behind, but it shouldn’t be difficult to subdue them.”
Tirsi, who was examining the sealed space, asked in surprise.
“Are you suppressing me? How?”
“It’s not because I became stronger as an individual, but because I used the medium of the throne.”
To accept such mighty authority and mana into a human body? It was bullshit itself. Beyond the mana poisoning, the body would explode.
‘Because I absorbed 7 or 8 of them, I don’t think it’s like considering aptitude like a true priestess.’
In addition to the facts above, there are facts that must be laid down as a premise.
This series of flows was a sight that I had never seen before.
‘In other words, this is not a crisis for our family.’
It meant harm to others, but not even dangerous situations. Odin’s eyes do not miss the dangerous future.
‘It doesn’t make sense that my wives were hurt and I was the only one who was fine.’
So, it comes to the conclusion that
‘If you think about it that way, the answer will come out.’
It’s difficult to believe too much in Wisdom, but it’s stupid to disbelieve when it’s my authority.
“That throne is a fusion of
“… Ah! The one she wore when Tyrsi’s sister was kidnapped!”
Lalilura, who was groping the space with the thread of authority, clapped her hands.
Got it right The magic that canceled Tirsi’s
‘It’s like I have a stop switch on the throne.’
If she hadn’t been entangled with Tirshina’s
However, thanks to coincidences piled up like lies, I had the means to break and stop the key card that would influence the rebellion of the princes at once.
As originally thought, it was more beneficial to neglect the rebellion of the princes.
‘I can’t worry too much about the throne.’
It will take some time to analyze, but it wasn’t an enemy we couldn’t catch.
I patted Ralilura on the shoulder as if to comfort her.
“Any technology has weaknesses and compatibility. If I get caught by you, it will be difficult to escape, just like how the first prince escaped the power to release restraints.”
So, we just have to poke the weak point of
‘The opponent is a prince who is not used to fighting.’
He couldn’t handle the authority well, so if you approached him and lightly stroked his face or chin with his fist, he would make a loud noise and spit out his authority.
It would be annoying to explain if the emperor went after it, but isn’t Baron Sellustia for that?
“The power of the god Janus was to open and close doors, right? To escape the blockade of this space, Lalilura, I need your authority. Let me ask you a favor.”
“… Yeah!”
I smiled at Lari Lura who regained her energy and jumped right into her basement.
“Wulfhedin! Where!”
As I flew while emitting mana and steam from the soles of my feet, Loki chased after me. I answered by making a light to illuminate the darkness.
“Go under the throne. I have something to worry about.”
There are two conditions for activating
The lineage of the first Senate. In other words, aptitude.
A hole connected to the underworld. In other words, passage.
‘Since the aptitude issue has been resolved with the function of
But what about the passage to the underworld?
‘There was no sign of connecting the spaces. Even with Odin’s eyes, the spell didn’t exist.’
Seven artificial thrones protruded from the bottom without end.
‘How was that possible?’
I was thinking of finding out the identity of her sense of incongruity while Rari Lura was opening her door.
─Thump.
When I came down to the floor, the answer was far away, so it was waiting for me. However, rather than seeing and understanding the answer, I had to ask a bigger question.
Loki followed, his eyes wide open.
“… Are all the roots of the world tree in a place like this?”
She stroked the root of the World Tree, which was barely visible as a wall.
“I connected this root to the underworld. It’s not magic, so we shouldn’t even notice.”
She speaks as if she understands why. But I couldn’t afford to look at Loki so pathetically. Covering his mouth and burning my brain, I muttered softly.
“… If you do this, things will get messy.”
“What?”
“Think of it from the enemy’s point of view. What’s the best way to stop Precognition?”
If I were the enemy, how would I deal with me who reads the future?
Loki was dazed at the sudden noise, but his face hardened.
“… Not to endanger the Prophet.”
“That’s right. That’s for the best.”
There is only one way to avoid future foresight.
It is easy in words and difficult in practice, but it is possible.
‘It makes me unable to read the future.’
Of course, that would be unthinkable unless you had special powers. There’s no way such an idiot has such authority.
But logically, the attempt itself is possible.
‘If only we achieve our own goals in a category that never puts us in danger.’
Then I can’t see the future in advance.
Because me and my family are not in danger. Even Odin had to borrow the wisdom of the old prophets of the Age of Gods to see the future beyond his ability.
‘It won’t work again, though it’s only a one-time fix.’
So, I think it’s best to use it when the time is right.
There was a future that even Odin, who was good at seeing a farther future than me, couldn’t read.
The ‘enemy’ is trying to break through my power to foresee the future with his own foreknowledge. It’s not a pun, it’s a ridiculous expression, but it’s also appropriately true.
“It wasn’t that things didn’t work out, it was just a setting that worked out.”
A rebellion drama about the emperor and the prince and their past.
Who was it that manipulated the fierce battle of humans without lifting a finger?
“You mean this rebellion is plotted by the children of the stars?”
“Yes. But if that’s all there is to it, there’s nothing wrong with it.”
If it was the empress or the captain of the guards, the conclusion would be the same.
It was expected that the offspring of the star would do tricks anyway. Even if he directly absorbed the artificial throne of the throne, it would be enough if he made it regurgitate.
But what if there was a third party watching the fight between us and the children of the stars?
I clicked my tongue and hit Brunak with all my might.
─Twoong!!
Rune magic split the roots of the World Tree. Its white, rubbery texture was far from wood, but not to the extent that it was invulnerable to my attacks.
Kwurrrureung—!! Lightning was blown through the cracks, and the thick roots were burned.
But it seemed a little late.
“Mother.”
As I was plowing the ground where the roots were submerged, I made an impression.
The roots of the World Tree were submerged in a deep swamp.
