The protagonist in the novel relies on the author’s pen, but what does Saint Byron rely on?
He has grown from the ’last Lancaster’ with nothing to beco a Legend, a Kingly Title, a Pseudo-God, and is even about to own the North Sea Empire of his ancestor, the Pirate Emperor [Blue Dragon King]. There must be an imnse secret hidden within him.
I must take down Saint Byron and uncover his secrets!"
But just as the harsh words were spoken, his mouth opened again, and the Divine Aspect rcilessly reminded:
"No, you have no chance to harm anyone. You are about to die."
Doused by a cold water from him, the traitor shivered with an urge to split his head open with an axe.
With this shadow-like "assassin" around, he not only cannot harm others, but even when asleep, he must keep one eye open to watch over himself, lest the "Divine Aspect"... stops his breath and suffocates him.
"Better to leave here first, find the existence behind for help, see if I can be healed."
The traitor, to use other humans as shields, prepared various identities from different countries and organizations with his authority.
So identities are slowly cultivated by surrogates to climb to high positions step by step, others directly seize soone’s identity and presence.
The current Iris identity was directly seized from a key figure, perfectly replacing the other’s existence.
Recalling the peculiarity of this identity and his own dire situation, he struggled to leave this beautifully decorated study room.
Leaving a step later may result in sothing worse than death.
However, the misfortune resulting from the backlash of corrective force obviously wasn’t just that.
Just as he was about to open the door, it was pushed open from outside.
A middle-aged nobleman, wearing white stockings, covering his bald head with a white wig, and wearing makeup, strutting flamboyantly, entered.
Seeing the "traitor" in front of him, he looked as though he was seeing another person.
He warmly pulled his hand:
"Nicholas, you usually dislike reading, why are you hiding here alone? You made search for you for ages.
Co with , sothing big has happened in the North Sea Region, the Ancient God’s Chosen Races are besieging those Bayfolk, nowhere outside is safe, so better co with to hide in Red Maple White Dew Palace.
If you get hurt, I’d be heartbroken and unable to eat for three days."
The intense concern in his eyes made the traitor’s face feel scalding.
This abruptly appearing middle-aged man was no stranger.
A piece of court secret was presented recently in Byron’s [Key of Omniscience] as gossip news:
"Uncle and father’s uncle, Victory King Charles VII of Iris Valois Dynasty’s only son, Louis XI, who is about to inherit the Iris Throne, has a fondness for n.
It’s said he is disgusted to see won, causing the royal family much trouble.
The news is tightly sealed, and that Queen Consort Presumptive, who washes her face with tears daily, doesn’t know how to give birth to the Kingdom’s heir, is brewing a grand plan (Chapter 508)."
This person is the Crown Prince Louis XI of Iris!
Also Byron’s uncle, Aunt Magnyra’s own brother.
The identity that the traitor is currently impersonating is that "color" from the gossip intelligence, and he is Louis XI’s most favored one.
As a close confidant, though with little actual power, his status is high.
To what extent does he favor him?
Likely to the degree of cutting off his sleeve with a sword if it gets pinched while sleeping.
But the traitor rely uses the identity to escape disaster, not intending to get involved with this guy, nor does he have special preferences.
Shivering with disgust under these circumstances, the Divine Radiance and all his authority, Strange Arts, were tightly suppressed by the Divine Aspect, creating a split where he says "turn on," the Divine Aspect says "turn off."
Godly and legendary Great Power fiercely surging in the body, he was unable to utilize any transcendent abilities in his urgency, causing his own energy to surge, cheeks flushed red.
Appearing like a shy deanor, eliciting laughter from Louis XI.
The traitor couldn’t help but feel intense resentnt towards the other self within his body.
However, his Human Nature’s Flow State and Divine Sight were still functioning, even if the world rejected him and he couldn’t use Unity of All Things, he was still an undisputed Sword Saint.
Just when the traitor was about to kill Louis XI, he noticed another person standing behind him.
It turned out to be the Kingdom’s Guardian of the Iris Kingdom?!
Clearly due to the tense North Sea situation, the security level for the Crown Prince was raised.
The traitor froze, his heart filled with intense despair.
Being led like a puppet into a luxury carriage by Louis XI, when he was pinched on the butt, his face showed deep despair.
Having traversed half a era in the long river of history, [the person whose na cannot be ntioned] had never endured such humiliation???
But what could he do at this point?
Only obediently sit beside Louis XI, struggling to hold his head up, determined not to let tears fall from the corner of his eyes.
Clearly, he not only lacked the strength to interfere in the North Sea warfare, but was about to face... Hell.
...
On the battlefield of the North Sea Divine War.
Seeing Byron struck, the Chaos Beast Horde responsible for the main attack and having suffered heavy losses, Mother Nature, and Baron Saturday were already showing signs of joy on their faces.
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