in the name of the queen.

Tyrol is the capital of music and art.

This is the cultural and artistic center of Rodinia and even the whole world.

Although the Jinyuan people proudly believe that Xidai City's status in the field of art is not inferior to Tyrol, this is just their blind self-confidence.

That is their point of view, not something that is accepted by the whole world.

In literature, painting and sculpture they were indeed qualified to compete with the Tyrol, but in music they were still far behind.

Musicians who become famous on the mainland will eventually choose to give grand performances in Tyrol.

You wouldn’t be considered a top musician if you didn’t perform for the best of society in the Golden Hall in Tirol.

This is the consensus.

The first year of the Rebirth Era, March 3th, night.

There is no Consumer Rights Protection Day in this world, there are only grand music performances.

This carefully prepared performance was Shuster's famous performance, and it was also a gift to celebrate the noble Queen Sissi's birthday, which was about thirty years old but no one dared to ask about.

The beautiful queen who is elegant and noble, and the king who is very old but well-mannered, they are the protagonists of tonight's performance.

The third-tier auditorium facing the stage of the concert hall is composed of separate soundproof rooms.

A small number of educated citizens are allowed to attend the concert in the first floor auditorium.

The second floor belongs to the second class and minor nobility.

Just like their position in the audience of a concert hall, the audience's identity here is somewhere between the upper and lower levels.

Middle-level businessmen, top-notch craftsmen with superb skills, leaders in the field of literature and art, and a few middle and lower-class nobles far away from the center of power all sit here.

Above them are the real top streamers.

Only those with hereditary earl titles or above are eligible to sit on the third floor, and only dukes and kings have exclusive rooms here.

As the ruler of the Kingdom of Tyrol, Franz Tyrol, who is already in his seventies, is still energetic, and his ruddy face even looks a bit youthful.

If you only look at his appearance, you might even think he is only in his fifties and well-maintained.

His hair is fairly dense and there are very few gray hairs.

If someone who had not seen King Franz for several years saw him at this moment, they would probably be surprised.

After all, he looks much younger now than he did three years ago.

In his exclusive box, besides himself, there were his beloved wife, Ms. Sissi, his two sons and his youngest daughter.

Today is Ms. Sissi's 34th birthday.

Converted to the human standards of Theia, she has reached an age where she still has charm.

The three children enthusiastically presented her with gifts and congratulations.

But behind the enthusiasm there is a hint of alienation.

After all, Lady Sissi was not their biological mother, but the beautiful stepmother their father married after their mother's death.

The eldest prince Charlie bowed his head slightly while lighting a candle for his stepmother.

He had mixed feelings.

As a filial son, he should have hoped that his father would be healthy and live a long and peaceful life. But he never dreamed that his father might live longer than him.

He lamented in his heart that if his father continued to look youthful and rejuvenated, he would look even older than his father.

He is the child of his father and his mother when they were young, and he is fifty-one years old.

Since he was named crown prince at the age of eleven, he was arranged to receive systematic education as a crown prince.

How can there be a crown prince for forty years!

The Kingdom of Tyrol is not a top-tier power, but its strength is only half a step away from that of several major empires.

The kings of the Kingdom of Tyrol, which is half a step from the empire, have always dreamed of wearing the emperor's crown.

As long as the territory is expanded and sufficient legal support is obtained, Tyrol will have the opportunity to become an empire.

This is also the mission of every Tyrolean king.

When my grandfather was dying, he held my father's hand and repeatedly urged him to work hard to revive the glory of Odin and establish a new Odin Empire led by the Tyrolean people.

Franz tried his best and did everything he could. During his tenure, the Kingdom of Tyrol had clear politics, growing national strength, and expanded a lot of territory.

After dividing up part of the territory of the Wend Empire, they already had 3 million square kilometers of territory, which was the minimum limit of the empire. The next step was legal support.

(Note: The land area of ​​Theia is several times larger than that of Earth)
The Tyroleans are descendants of Odin, and because of Odin the Great's declaration of equality, every citizen of Odin's Empire is qualified to become emperor.

Good news: The Tyroleans have a strong claim on Odin's Empire.

Bad news: Pruden, Weimar, and even the city-state of Val also have it, and even the Sussex and Golden Kite people can participate without hesitation.

Franz originally had no great ambition to become emperor; he just wanted to leave a strong capital for future generations.

He had high hopes for Crown Prince Charles, believing that he was capable and ambitious and had the potential to become an emperor.

His original strategy was to pave the way for his son.

If you can't become the emperor, it's okay to become the emperor's father.

Charles also felt his father's good intentions. In addition, as Franz was gradually delegating power, the authority he had was basically equivalent to that of the vice king, so he was very patient.

However, all this changed after her mother passed away.

His mother died at the age of fifty-three, which was not considered a premature death in that era, but was not considered a long life in the royal family which lived in a wealthy condition.

Charlie once doubted the cause of his mother's death, but after examination, he found that the cause of death was indeed a chronic disease, so he had to accept the reality.

The year after his mother's death, his father married Queen Sissi, who was only sixteen years old.

At that time, she was the most famous beauty in the entire continent. People who wanted to marry her lined up from Iran to Barat. No one could have imagined that she would fall in love with my father who was already in his fifties.

Charlie once speculated the worst about the young stepmother. According to general routine, the young stepmother would inevitably replace the children left by her predecessor with her own children, and quickly kill these poor children after her husband's death to pave the way for the family to rise to the top.

This kind of thing has happened too many times in court struggles.

Franz was, after all, only in his fifties and still had the ability to make women pregnant.

However, not long after moving into Schönbrunn Palace, Ms. Sissi summoned Charles and his two siblings and solemnly swore to God that she and Franz were in love and that she was willing to accept everything about Franz.

In order to gain the trust of Charles and his sister, she even vowed not to give birth to children for Franz.

Charles, who grew up in the royal family, did not believe in the oath, but it turned out that the young stepmother did not break her promise.

She gave up having offspring and treated Charles and the other two as her own children.

Even though Charlie is a dozen years older than her.

Today is the young stepmother's 34th birthday. Facing his stepmother who "loves" him so much, Charlie finds it hard to calm down.

He didn't understand why his stepmother tried to rejuvenate his father.

How is he inferior to the damn old thing?
The candles were quickly inserted and lit.

The magic lamp in the room went out, leaving only the flickering light of the candles.

Queen Sissi smiled and said, "I am going to make a wish. If you have any blessings, you can keep them quietly in your heart."

She closed her eyes, and no one noticed the fleeting restlessness that appeared in her eyes the moment she closed her eyes.

She felt inexplicably uneasy.

Not long ago, a dark crow flew in from the window, bringing the latest news from the high-ranking Dark Night Senator.

"Pathfinder, we have already locked onto your mortal enemy. She is hiding under the Rasu Ice Sheet. Her young subordinate was injured by the Daughter of Light, and they have already started fighting."

The message brought by the Raven was a bit of a riddle, but Queen Sissi understood it.

To summarize briefly, Christine injured Angelina and used this to force Sophia to show up.

Sophia is dead.

The seven high-ranking shadow councillors were the strongest mobile force available at the time, and they could complete the killing mission even if they were deployed alone.

Add to that Christine who wanted to take advantage of the situation, and she couldn't imagine how Sophia could survive.

Even if she was cold-blooded enough to give up Angelina, she would still be surrounded and killed by high-ranking senators.

Queen Sissi knew Sophia very well and she didn't believe that Sophia could endure this.

Sophia will definitely step forward to take Angelina away, while blocking Christine and others.

This would further deplete her remaining strength.

Sophia is dead.

Died from extreme arrogance and blind self-confidence that did not match his strength.

Ms. Sissi, who is confident of victory, is already thinking about the aftermath.

Is not it?
Without Sophia, the Vladimir Empire would fall into great chaos.

First is the right of succession to the throne.

Sophia had no children, no legitimate heirs.

After her death, the big question was who would inherit the throne.

If handled improperly, it may even lead to a protracted civil war.

Throughout Rodinia's long continental history, succession to the throne has always been the best excuse for war.

With the fall of the huge bear, the Kingdom of Tyrol has a better chance of becoming an empire.

Queen Sissi was worried about who would wear the new crown.

She originally had a higher opinion of the relatively younger Charlie, but over the past few years, she has become increasingly disappointed with Charlie's outrageous behavior.

Charlie had a lot of women.

Being lustful is not a bad thing for members of the royal family, and having many offspring is even a good thing.

That's what she thought before Charlie came into her bed late at night.

Until Charlie crawled into her bed and asked her tremblingly.

Queen Sissi reluctantly accepted Charles's courtesy and promises, and resolutely made the most common and correct choice for an elderly king's wife.

The candlelight went out, and Queen Sissi, who had extremely strong night vision, looked at the father and son with some disappointment.

If she had a choice, she wouldn't want either of these two.

Among the young talents that have recently risen in the continent, she is most optimistic about Roland. Unfortunately, Roland is marrying the queen of the last descendants of the wind elves, so she has no chance at all.

Roland is not only powerful, but also flexible in his bottom line. Even when making a deal with a devil, he will try to bargain instead of refusing outright.

He is a potential trade candidate.

Although Roland flatly rejected her, Queen Sissi was not discouraged at all.

She couldn't seduce Roland, but there were plenty of people who could.

Let the tribe send younger girls over.

She is the kind of girl who looks cool and pure on the outside, but becomes extremely wanton after taking off her clothes, and can perfectly utilize the advantages of her race.

Unlike her, the original succubus who adheres to traditional virtues, this pure succubus is a top-level existence that no human male can resist.

Queen Sissi's lips curled up slightly.

She seemed to see the young descendants of the tribe defeating the Wind Elf Queen, who was beautiful but not coquettish enough.

She had no doubts.

When it comes to seducing people, the succubus are the most professional.

In short, as a wayfinder, her existence is to mark the coordinates leading to the Theia plane for all the Shadow Clans.

She is a guiding light in the dark night, burning herself to illuminate the way for those who come after her. Queen Sissi closed her eyes and prayed silently.

Sophia is already dead, so Xuyuan doesn't have to take her with him.

Then make a new wish, hoping that Roland can fall into darkness.

It would have been better if Roland had been the one to celebrate her birthday with her instead of that loser father and son.

Queen Sissi opened her eyes.

It was as dark as ever.

In the hall, the music performance reached its climax, and the high-pitched and beautiful soprano singer sang hymns accompanied by the performers.

Praise the night.

The night allows tired people to close their eyes and enjoy the peace.

Without the rest of the night, how can people enjoy the busyness of the day?
Queen Sissi slowly opened her eyes and said softly, "My dear, what did you wish for?"

"It won't work if you say it out loud." Franz caressed his wife's hair lovingly.

He knew that he was not the only man Sissi had.

He didn't care, after all, Sissi's race was a succubus and needed a lot of men.

Of course, he didn't know that his precious son was also one of Sissi's energy bars.

If he knew the truth, I wonder if he would still be so magnanimous.

Fortunately, he was still kept in the dark and knew nothing.

In Franz's eyes, although Queen Sissi had used many males, they were all energy bars that helped Sissi evolve, so Sissi did not betray her.

She had many men besides her husband, but she was a good wife.

Franz thought silently.

In the darkness, Queen Sissi looked at Franz's affectionate gaze, and her heartbeat inexplicably accelerated.

Although Franz was a wimp, his feelings for her were unquestionable.

That's why she gave up Charlie and chose to extend Franz's life and restore his youth.

After the arrival of the dark army, the Theia plane will become a paradise for the sons of darkness.

By then she could retire and take Franz to live in seclusion.

Succubi have a different view of love than humans.

Human females will carefully examine the candidates and then choose the most suitable one.

Succubus females will sleep with every male they are destined to meet equally, and then choose the biggest one.

Although Franz is old, he is still as skilled as ever.

This is the succubus’s view on mate selection and love.

Humans certainly can’t understand that.

Except Franz.

Queen Sissi smiled sweetly, leaned close to her husband's ear, and whispered softly:

"It doesn't matter. Wishes can only be realized through one's own efforts. It will be more motivating if you speak them out."

"Well, I want to be with you forever."

Charlie lowered his head sharply at his old father's words.

He bit his lip and cursed the old man for being shameless. Did he want to live another 500 years?
Queen Sissi was somewhat moved.

The magic lamps and candles were all extinguished, and she was the only one who could see Franz's face in the darkness.

There is no falsehood, it's all affection.

Queen Sissi said softly: "My dear, I also have a wish. I have decided that I will belong to you alone from now on."

"Really, really?" There was light in Franz's eyes, like the stars in the night sky.

He is human.

He could accept Queen Sissi's chaotic private life only because he loved her and respected her racial characteristics as a succubus.

If he had a choice, he would certainly hope that Queen Sissi would belong only to him.

Charlie was horrified.

Queen Sissi's words were tantamount to declaring him out and her father the winner.

Charlie wanted to roar loudly, but he couldn't find a reason to object.

Perhaps he was in a good mood because of the queen's promise, or perhaps he sensed his son's desire for the throne, Franz said softly:

"Charles, I will pave the way for you and then abdicate. Son, I want you to become the first emperor of the empire!"

Charlie, who was about to curse, was slightly stunned.

A gentleman is a man of honor, his father said so, and he could finally wear the crown firmly.

This had been his long-cherished wish, but he did not feel happy after it came true.

Could it be because of the loss of his young stepmother?

No, how is that possible!

Lose a slut, gain a country, everyone knows which choice to make.

Only an old fool like my father would think that a succubus who can be slept with by anyone can remain loyal.

What a joke, just because Ms. Sissi didn't seduce him doesn't mean he can't come to her on his own initiative.

He was so successful before, and he can be so successful in the future.

He would use his father's favorite posture to favor Queen Sissi, which was his greatest respect to his father.

Although he had malicious thoughts in his heart, Charlie acted like a loving father and a filial son.

He was moved and offered his blessings to his parents.

"Father, mother, I sincerely hope that you can walk hand in hand until the end of your lives."

After making a wish, the magic lamp slowly turns on.

The clear voice sounded gently in everyone's ears.

"This is the most unbridled love I have ever seen. Your wish will come true immediately."

A familiar voice, but the tone was completely different than usual.

Queen Sissi's body stiffened instantly and began to tremble uncontrollably.

Even if the other person used a slightly mild and kind voice, she could still hear it.

It's Sophia.

"Sophia, why are you here?"

"Do you think I'm dead?" Sophia walked out from behind the curtain and sat opposite Queen Sissi and Franz in a familiar manner.

Seeing that everyone present was stunned, Sophia casually took out an empty goblet and filled it with wine.

"Verona Manor, 1782 vintage. The weather that year was the most suitable for grape growth in the past hundred years, so the 82 Verona Manor wine is particularly precious."

"After all these years, you still have a collection of treasures. You really know how to enjoy life."

There was a hint of smile on Sophia's lips, like a guest at a banquet.

But Queen Sissi knew very well that if she couldn't come up with enough chips, tonight would be her last trace in this world.

She did not argue that the Shadow Senator was not sent by her.

A trial requires evidence, but killing someone only requires a target.

Sophia is not a judge, she does not judge cases, she kills people.

Queen Sissi's hoarse voice was filled with fear. "I, I am the guide sent by the Darkin King. Killing me will offend the Darkin King."

"Who is stronger, the Dark King or Tia?" Sophia asked with a smile.

The audience was silent.

The Dark Lord is indeed powerful, but his power does not surpass that of the Goddess of Light.

Sophia called the goddess by her real name and killed all the judges left by the goddess. She didn't even care about the goddess of light, so what did it matter if there were multiple dark kings.

"The Dark King is as powerful as the Goddess, and the army under his command is even more powerful. If we cooperate, I mean you cooperate with him, we can deal with Bright Tia!"

When Queen Sissi saw Roland appearing right after Sophia, she felt like she had found a life-saving straw.

"Roland, this is a win-win deal. Go and persuade Sophia. She'll listen to you!"

Roland, who appeared like a ghost, did not answer her question, but sat down and filled his own glass with wine.

“This wine has a beautiful color.”

It was as if a touch of scarlet blended into the black, just like dried blood.

Sophia said softly:
"His Majesty Franz wants to be with his wife forever."

"Sissi hopes that her future will belong only to her husband."

"Prince Charles sincerely wishes his parents would walk hand in hand until the end of their lives."

Sophia sighed softly, "Roland, do you think this is true love?"

Roland and Sophia clinked their glasses and toasted together.

Wiping the remaining red wine from the corners of his lips, Roland smiled and said, "Although it's hard to judge, their feelings are indeed sincere."

Queen Sissi didn't expect Roland to speak for them, and she was so excited that she almost knelt down to Roland.

"Sophia, Roland, I promise to step aside immediately and never become your enemy. The Kingdom of Tyrol will not become your enemy either."

"I know I was wrong, please let me go."

Sophia put down her wine glass, cast an intriguing look at Roland, and asked softly:

"Cardinal, what do you think?"

Of course Roland knows how to answer this question.

"It's not that she knew she was wrong, it's just that she was caught on the spot."

Sophia nodded. If Roland tried to persuade her to compromise, she would ask him to pack up and leave immediately.

How can you be prime minister if you don’t even know your lord’s intentions?

"Three wishes, come true together."

Sophia stretched out her slender legs, her deep eyes were like the abyss of hell, containing a breath of destruction.

Queen Sissi's soul seemed to be frozen. She screamed with all her strength, trying to find help.

Unfortunately, she couldn't do anything.

Sophia tapped her fingertips, shattering her voice and blending it into the concert outside.

Queen Sissi's scream turned into soft laughter to the people outside the box.

The waiter outside the door stood quietly.

They didn't know that the Tyrolean royal family had just been wiped out in an instant.

Neat and tidy. (End of this chapter)