Whispers of the Gods

Chapter 136 Vigrich V (2)

After Alovin stepped back after receiving the drawings, a black figure appeared out of nowhere and appeared in front of Vigrich.

"For the sake of the gods, do you always pop up without saying a word?" he complained to Hagan Elhazer.The master spy was capable but also behaved differently from others, and Wigrich was always uncomfortable with his erratic behavior.

"Sorry, Your Majesty." Hagen lowered his head slightly, and said through the mask, "My shadows have brought news, but it's better for you to know the news alone first."

"What news?" Vigrich frowned.

"They found His Royal Highness Allen, who appeared in Rock Pit City." Hagen replied, "He was with Jarus Perk and participated in the king election meeting of the southern dukes. He doesn't look like A hostage, not a guest."

"Wait," Wigrich raised his hand to stop Hagen, he was a little confused, "Alan and Yarus are together? What is he doing?"

"He assured the nobles of Vivaria that he would stop the advance of the imperial army."

"Stop the attack? Who does he take him for?" Wigrich raised his voice angrily, and then shook his head helplessly. "What a farce, did your shadows bring him back?"

"Unfortunately, His Royal Highness Allen is no longer with Yarus after the king election meeting." Hagen buried his head lower, "We are still looking for his trace."

"Great Nemir, King of the stars and gods, I come before you with humble respect. I express my deepest gratitude for the blessings you have bestowed on my family and empire, and I ask you to continue your guidance with protection.

"They know the war is coming, and you send their husbands, fathers, and sons to the north?" Dia also nodded to the civilians pretending to be gentle, and then asked a stupid question.

Dia stood next to him in a dark blue silk robe, her tiara was small and delicate, with fewer gems, but it was still elegant.Although she used make-up to hide her withered dark circles, a closer look revealed that his queen hadn't had a good night's sleep these days.

I also ask for your mercy and forgiveness, for I know we do not always deserve your generous gifts, great Nemir, I pray to you with all my heart, and I and my subjects will watch you rise from the east Please accept our prayers and bless us. "

The Emperor of Hastza stood at the door of the Pantheon of the Stars, clad in a red velvet robe embroidered with gold and crowned with emeralds and rubies.The last ray of sunlight at dusk entered the temple through the stained glass, casting a rainbow on the marble floor.

"Be sure to bring him back. I already have enough sons to make trouble for me." Vigrich sighed, "You said the king election council, who did they choose to be the king? Yarus?"

Hagen bowed to him and left the audience room.

"I know you're tired, but hold on." Wigrich whispered to Dia while smiling at the surrounding citizens, "The whole city is watching us."

"This is the first war I've been involved in in my 30 years in office, and I'm not ashamed of what I've accomplished," he snapped back.

A few days ago, he had just received the news that Lek Mostek, the Duke of Bonestack City, had proclaimed himself king. Including the new king elected by the remaining dukes, Vivalia has three kings in total.

Behind Vigrich was a team of ministers and priests. The ministers bowed their heads reverently, and the priests each carried the statues of the star gods.Under the gaze of the entire city of Madkalin, they walked into the sacred place filled with incense. The walls beside them were alternately textured with gold and gray, and above their heads were paintings depicting the life of Nemir, the star god, and humans.

May the strength of you and your C'tan be with us in our challenges, and may your wisdom inspire me to make wiser choices.I ask you to bless my efforts and bestow upon me your bounty to overcome all difficulties and conquer all things as you conquered the stars.

Under the stone statue of Nemir at the end of the temple, the high priest Bechar, who was holding the icon of Nemir, was lifting his chin in satisfaction, watching the grand procession approaching him.Vigrich knelt at Nemir's feet, and everyone behind him followed suit.

"The more chaotic the kingdom, the better, but you have to bring Alan back to me, so get out," Vigrich ordered.These days Di Ya's spirit is getting worse and worse, she prays for her own son all day long, and sometimes even stays in the shrine all night without sleep, he is worried that her body will collapse completely one day.

Looking at the empty hall, Wigrich rubbed his forehead again. Recently, he rubbed too many times, and he even felt that he was going to break his forehead.He suddenly began to envy his father, at least "Iron Hammer" Atakinu was either on the battlefield or on his way to the battlefield, so he didn't need to sit on the throne and worry about all kinds of troubles like him.
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"Is he still alive?" Wigrich raised his eyebrows in surprise, "He was seriously injured when he was in Wangwanglin."

"No, they chose Marius Jagoron as king."

"He survived, but he couldn't move his hands and feet, and became a cripple." Hagen replied, "He is gathering a large army, and the specific purpose is not clear."

After reading the prayers, Vigrich got up and nodded to Bechar, and the high priest walked in front of them appreciatively, leading the crowd out of the temple.

The whole city was darkened, only a few torches provided light for the crowd.The court musicians played a soft melody, and the people fell silent, silently waiting for the climax of the Star Lord Festival, the rise of Nemir.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no light on the eastern horizon. The main star that usually illuminates the night sky did not rise. Wigrich looked up at the starry sky amidst the doubtful discussions among the crowd. Brewing in his mind.

This starry sky is darker than ever.

(End of this chapter)