In Hedan City, these days have felt like dancing on the tip of a knife for everyone, with daily changes. First, the King suddenly passed away at the peak of his reign's prestige, then Prince Oliver rose forcefully. With Prince Hokele seemingly unable to resist the Prince's relentless pressure, many nobles chose to side with Prince Oliver. But suddenly, Prince Oliver died, and not just died—the Earth Mother Goddess Court, which had always been supportive, was eerily quiet, as if an insignificant person had passed. Those factions closely tied to the Church sensed a shift.
This situation is tense, exciting, and awkward, as all the powers in the Royal City are puzzled, unsure if the Church Court intends to declare war, abandon the effort, or has other plans. For now, the entire Royal City is surprisingly quiet.
Hokele is equally puzzled; he was ready to defend his throne to the death, and his enigmatic uncle suddenly disappeared. Amidst excitent and tension, Hokele remains calm, first confirming the reliability of the news.
When Jas and Kundra, the two Grand Scholars, arrived, they brought verified news: Oliver is indeed dead.
Hokele's heart finally rested. Unable to contain himself, he shouted in front of his two teachers, venting the anger and pressure of these past days.
Without Oliver, he is the rightful King, and no one can contest him.
Jas and Kundra watched the new King vent his emotions in silence. Despite having experienced much, they could not be happy, for they had paid too much this ti, and the Celestial Principle School was nearly obliterated. It seems Vladimir has realized sothing, yet as a Demigod, he is unable to directly confront the ancient Sub-Deities, who possess higher levels and more Hidden Knowledge.
The Celestial Principle School and the Earth Mother Goddess Court are both parasites on the Moncalleta's large vessel, unable to disembark, especially the Celestial Principle School, as articulated in Mr. Li's paradoxical theory, the school thrives in conflict. The contradictions will not vanish, and they must prepare for long-term battles. This heavy setback taught them many lessons.
As for the Pope's ventures at the edges of Sixth Epoch laws, perhaps there are deeper motives, but their realm cannot comprehend or foresee them.
This upheaval has deeply affected the prideful Jas and Kundra, though they have grown a lot. If it were rely Hidden Powers that overwheld them, it might not crush their confidence. But such unthodical, unfathomable control truly chills the soul. Despite the Celestial Principle School's painstaking efforts and sacrifices, they might rely be making a ceremonial gown for others.
Now, even if the Church Court disregards the Celestial Principle School, they must remain vigilant.
Hokele also felt the solemnity of his two teachers, "Do you have any questions, teachers?"
Kundra smiled, "Your Highness, no more. It's just a feeling; Vladimir has already reached an agreent with the Pope. Henceforth, no more obstacles will block your path."
Upon hearing this, Hokele relaxed significantly. The Pope... imposes imnse pressure on everyone. No one truly knows how much the Sixth Epoch laws can restrain the Pope, as one cannot comprehend without ascending to that power level.
"Your Highness, both the Church Court and Celestial Principle School are parts of the Kingdom, so no need to worry. You can prepare for your Majesty's funeral and your coronation ceremony," Jas said.
Hokele's face radiated a carefree smile; this is destiny. The Golden Tree's blessing has finally co to him after so many tribulations.
"I want to share this good news with Mother," Hokele said.
"Naturally, Your Highness, we shall also return to prepare," Jas said, "The Zheng Family cannot be left alone."
Hokele nodded; others may be spoken of, but the Zheng Family must be eradicated first.
With Oliver dead and the Church Court choosing to support Hokele, opposing factions felt as if the sky had collapsed overnight. Any resistance was like a mantis trying to stop a cart.
This news made the royal harem erupt in celebration. Hokele, Achilles, and Estella together inford Queen Kelly. The good news indeed helped improve the Queen's health, enveloping the entire Royal Palace in a cheerful atmosphere, for the first ti filled with laughter since the King's death.
Estella secretly summoned Chris over, "Chris, could you go to Lirong Inn to see if Mr. Gemini is there?"
"Just to check?" Chris tilted her head and asked.
"Yes, just check first." Estella thought this matter might be related to Mr. Gemini.
Chris spread her wings and flew high, disappearing in an instant. Estella couldn't help but feel joy, yet also so worry...
Out at sea.
The Porcelain Doll sat in the ship's lookout, swinging her pale legs. The blazing sun seed entirely harmless; despite days of sailing, her skin remained fair and translucent, not tanned at all.
The Porcelain Doll pouted, finding the tedious sea boring. In retrospect, she should have perford a lengthy horror flick. Unfortunately, it turned bloody action-packed soon after starting, quite regrettably. She can only endure a few more days until arrival.
Suddenly, Isaac waved up at the Porcelain Doll from below. The Porcelain Doll leaped down from over ten ters high, gracefully landing while holding her skirt to et Isaac, offering a slight smile and bow: "Creator, have you arrived?"
"Sir Porcelain Doll, please relay to His Excellency the Captain that my experint has advanced, and Oliver has produced a finished product. Furthermore, I've analyzed that the erosion of Ovantit is more severe than anticipated," "Isaac" said.
"Oh, that's great news. Is it due to Ovantit's bloodline?" The Porcelain Doll curiously asked.
"It should be sowhat related, though I need further verification. I'll stay a while longer in Heldando; perhaps he has other maneuvers," "Isaac" said.
"Wish the creator good luck."
"Safe journey, Sir Porcelain Doll."
Isaac shivered and upon opening his eyes saw the Porcelain Doll before him, instinctively startled, "Sir, how did I get here?"
The Porcelain Doll smiled, "I've been saying you're interested in , yet you won't admit it. Haven't you been thinking about it for several days?"
Isaac frightfully backed away, "No, sir, it must be a misunderstanding. It's so strange; I feel like I've lost mory..."
"No problem, co, let help you recover a bit..."
"No, no, no~~"
A frightened rush, a cheerful chase behind, perhaps the Porcelain Doll's only bit of fun.
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