Huh? Are they all real?.

Chapter 398 Let Me Replace My King (4k)

Last time, she was able to guide the girls' thoughts, but this time, she was not sure that she could succeed.

After all, her king was causing more and more trouble outside.

Not long ago, the foreign girl was able to temporarily deceive Roselorian by cooperating with her sister Denise.

But no matter what, the girl had relied on the gods, and the period was not short.

Therefore, she was certain that Roselorian must be skeptical about it.

And now, a new girl has come for her king.

So, she could only say that this time it depends on what Yuanchu thinks.

Even she was a little curious about why the witch came here.

The other party was obviously here for her king, but Dark Moon came here because the foreign girl had a dispute with her king, and she wanted to ask for it as a gift.

But the witch didn't.

Sitting on a branch, swinging her feet slightly, she pondered the relationship between Rome, saints, and elves.

No matter how you think about it, there is no connection.

Below her, Roselorien, who was sitting on the throne, was looking at the new visitor with slightly raised eyebrows.

"The last time a guest visited here was not only not long ago, but she was also a goddess like you."

The witch was a little surprised by Roselorian's answer and said:

"is it?"

Are the gods so closely connected with each other? Or do I still not understand the elves' time scale?

She remembered that the several elves she had come into contact with were naturally immortal, so their concept of time was a little different from that of ordinary people.

For example, things that happened hundreds of years ago are also called not long ago.
Just as Y'k'trashil thought, not only was there no relationship between witches and elves, but even their understanding was limited to common sense.

"Yes, I think you should know her too, because she is Selene Serafield."

Dark Moon? What is she doing here?
"What is the Moon Goddess doing here? Is it because of the Moon King?"

Roselorian's beautiful emerald eyes carefully examined the goddess in front of her.

After a moment, she asked the witch with an indescribable meaning:

"Yes, I came here for Vlad, the Moon King. And the reason is because of a girl from a foreign land."

For a girl from a foreign country?

How did those strangers become involved with the Supreme?

The witch became more and more strange.

But because of this, Roselorian looked much more relaxed.

She always felt that something was wrong.

So she began to doubt whether there was something wrong with her initial understanding.

What I just said was also a tentative inquiry.

As far as she knew, the girl from a foreign land had never been to the Old World. However, both the saints and Augustus, the true body of the saints, were returnees like the rest of them.

So she wanted to see how the witch would react to the foreign land.

But the other party was just curious.

She is the goddess of nature, and this place is equivalent to her kingdom of God.

Therefore, she has a clear control over her emotions.

It can even be used to determine whether a god is lying.

Although it certainly cannot be regarded as a definitive conclusion, it is still very valuable for reference.

The reason why she came to this conclusion cannot be regarded as a conclusion is that
Sitting on the old throne, Roselórien looked up at the golden light shining through the dome.

The woman taught her her first lesson.

And it made her doubt whether her abilities were insufficient for quite some time.

Roselorian withdrew her gaze and refocused her eyes on the witch.

Although I still feel that something went wrong with the previous things.

But if it's her, there shouldn't be any problem.

Augustus was dead, after all.

Died in the last moment of fighting against the Son of the Abyss.

Even the proud elves had to admit that the First Son of the Abyss, who was promised a crown by the Originator, was so powerful that she and the gods saw no hope of victory.

For this reason, Augustus' death was not only beyond doubt, but even the fact that Augustus won everything by sacrificing his life seemed extremely unreal to them.

Otherwise, with Augustus's ability and achievements, he could have continued to claim to be the king of the world. Although judging from his performance, he probably wouldn't care about that.

But on the other hand, it is precisely because he is such a person that if possible, as a noble person who takes it as his responsibility to save the world, he will definitely stand up again as he did back then and integrate this world that is not broken but is falling apart.

After thinking about this, Roselorian gradually suppressed the annoyance that came from nowhere.

As the woman behind the Eternal King, she naturally did not want anyone other than the Eternal King to become the King of the World. She was also happy to see this ending that best suited the King of the World.

But as one of the creatures who benefited deeply from Augustus, she hoped to show her utmost respect for Augustus' only relic.

The witch Meredith Abis is the only relic of Augustus, the king of the world.

This is the consensus of the people today. As for Rome, when the Senate launched a rebellion and no one in such a huge country spoke up,

Rome was no longer Augustus's legacy.

For the first time, Lothlórien left the vacant throne during the meeting.

Walk down the emerald stairs full of elf style.

He walked in front of the witch very uprightly.

Under the other party's somewhat awkward gaze, he bowed deeply to the witch and said:
"Please forgive me for greeting you now, goddess Meredith. Please allow me to pay my, the elves', and my king's highest respects to Augustus!"

The golden light of the holy tree continued to fall, and Yktrasil, sitting on a branch of the holy tree, supported his chin with his hands and watched everything happening below.

After seeing this scene, she couldn't help but say:
"I really don't know how you will feel about today after knowing everything."

She knew Roselorien because she was the girl she had carefully chosen to be her replacement.

Therefore, she was also looking forward to the other party's reaction after knowing everything.

That would be fun, she thought.

Y'ktrasil, who was watching all this, thought so, and the witch in front of Roselórien didn't know how to react.

“Are you taking this too seriously?”

After all, Augustus is not dead.
Roselorian stood up meticulously and dignifiedly, then shook her head seriously and said:

"No, the elves are deeply indebted to Augustus. As someone who temporarily guides the elves, I have not been able to do much in return for Augustus. This has always been my regret and shame."

Augustus has always been a man that many gods find contradictory.

Not of Augustus, but of themselves.

Because the Supremes didn't want an eyesore to appear above their heads, but they also felt deeply sorry that they seemed to have failed to do anything for him. In short, as Moon said, at this stage, it would be appropriate for Augustus to die in accordance with his status.

"So, can I ask what you are here for? We will do our best to do anything that the elves can do."

Seeing Roselorian so earnest.

The witch didn't know how to start.

"What's wrong? Don't worry, because I and the entire elves are serious about what I just said."

At this point, Roselorian still thought that the witch's arrival was probably for the reconstruction of the old continent.

That was not a problem. As long as she opened her mouth, the elves could take charge of everything, and even send a large number of their people to stay in the Old Continent for a long time to lead the reconstruction.

That is why Roselorian continued along this line of thought:

"You don't have to worry about spending too much. The elves' accumulation over the years is enough for us to help you reshape the old continent."

"And I think that even restoring the glory of old Rome won't be a time-consuming task. And we won't ask for anything in return."

"Because Augustus has already paid for it."

Seeing that Roselorian seemed to be thinking in the wrong place, the witch waved her hand hurriedly and said:
"No, not this. As for Rome and the Old World, I and the rest of the people hope to rebuild everything with our own strength."

"Because we feel that only the civilization we have rebuilt brick by brick is the treasure we will cherish."

That's not it?

Roselorian was also a little confused.

"So it's material support?"

"Not at all, because of him, we were able to stockpile enough supplies before the abyss descended. After all, after the abyss swept through, there were not many people left in the entire Old Continent."

Roselorian couldn't help but shook her head and laughed:

"Then you have confused me. If it's not for this, then why are you here? You can't just want to visit, right?"

At this point, the witch hesitated and said:

"Before I speak, I hope you know that I have absolutely no intention of belittling you or your king. It's just that I hope I can accomplish this for him."

What does it mean?
"But before that, I still want to ask, has His Majesty the Eternal King returned? Or is his whereabouts still unknown?"

"Why do you ask this?"

For the first time, Roselorien felt that her brain was not enough.

Because she felt that this matter was too abstract, the witch lowered her head deeply and murmured in a voice that she could hardly hear:
"I hope to find four noble kings to carry his coffin."

He is still alive and well, but he has to do this.

But on the other hand, if he really left, I wouldn't have any intention to do these things.

Witches often feel that the world is unpredictable.

Her words gave the two goddesses present a huge shock.

The difference is that Y'k'trasil fell directly from the tree because he almost laughed.

Let him carry his own coffin???

This is truly unheard of.

Roselorian didn't dare to look at the other person and turned her eyes away.

She knew that the witch had been insisting on emphasizing to everyone that Augustus was still alive, but everyone knew that the witch could not accept this too cruel blow.

But now, the witch who had been emphasizing to everyone that Augustus was still alive actually told her that she hoped her king could carry her coffin.

What this means is self-evident.

The witch has faced reality.

Roselorien knew very well what would happen to the goddess without her king.

She could still rely on the Eternal King's instructions before he left, and force herself to take the elves with her.

What about the witch?
Once the fantasy she had woven for herself was shattered by her own hands.

Then she would probably have no spiritual support to rely on.

So she felt unable to answer this sentence.

But in the end, Roselorien allowed herself to turn around.

She couldn't answer, but she had to.

"I'm sorry, because I'm still pursuing your Majesty's traces, but, but."

It was very rare for Roselorian, who could handle any situation in an orderly manner, to not even know how to start her speech this time.

Above them, even though Y'k'trashil thought he was not a very cheerful person, for the first time he felt like he couldn't stop laughing.

What is this?

"But do you have any other candidates? Although I am sure that His Majesty will agree, after all, I have not been able to find His Majesty. So, I can only say that I may be able to help in other ways."

Roselorian felt that she was a little incoherent.

Hearing this, the witch didn't seem too disappointed.

Because this was a possibility she had considered when she came here, and even the fact that the other party said they were actually happy to do so was beyond her expectations.

After all, asking a king to carry another king's coffin has a meaning of bowing one's head.

"There is also His Majesty Trajan, the Sword and Shield King, His Majesty Vlad, the Moon King, and His Majesty Richard, the Lionheart King."

Every time the witch below said a name, Y'k'trashil above would laugh with his hands covering his mouth more and more difficult.

Oh my God, no matter how he does it, it’s all his!

"They are as noble as His Majesty the Eternal King, so I hope they will be the ones to carry his coffin."

In response to this, Roselorian, who always felt something was wrong, nodded subconsciously and said:
"Yes, you are right. If we are to bear the coffin for Augustus, these four Your Majesties can almost be said to be the most suitable choices."

"But we really can't help you here, so do you have any other candidates?"

Upon hearing this, Yggdrasil also nodded.

If you think about it carefully, he is indeed the only one who is suitable.

After all, he is basically the king who is most like him.

Although it's still funny no matter how you think about it.

Roselorian below was already helping the witch to consider other candidates:
"If the White King were still around, he would actually be very suitable, and I think he would definitely agree. Although I don't like Aurora."

In response to this, the witch nodded in agreement:
"I also really dislike that woman. She is so fake. But His Majesty the White King is indeed worthy of respect."

"Then King Blessing is not suitable either. Although he is also a king, his words and deeds are not noble. Ah, if His Majesty King Turin were still here, he would be very suitable. No, His Majesty King Turin is not suitable."

As Roselórien was talking, she suddenly remembered that King Durin was a dwarf.

After Roselorien finished talking about the remaining kings one by one, she frowned and said:

"It seems that there is no suitable one. Can you accept me to replace my king?"

(End of this chapter)