Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 821 The King of the First Rift
But the reality is that everyone was deceived, and even though they were deceived, they did not feel stupid for their gullibility.

Because it's only natural to be deceived by such a person.

Lin Rize is not loyal to this era.

It is precisely because we are disloyal to this era that it doesn’t matter which country we are loyal to.

From another perspective, extreme infidelity is actually extreme loyalty.

And this is also the biggest reason why His Majesty Splet and Master misjudged Lin Rize.

This is also the biggest reason why those who admire him are deceived by him.

Let me ask you, how can others think that a person who has hurt all countries except his own country, a person who has no place to stay except this country and the Thousand Wounds Church, is not loyal to the country or the church?
If a person can achieve the level of Lin Rizhe, but is still not accepted by his own country and the religion he believes in, then who else can be accepted by such a country? Who else can believe in such a faith?
It is for this reason that no one has ever doubted Lin Rize's loyalty.

Everyone assumed that he needed a place to stay, but he could betray anything in this world because he never regarded any place or anyone in this era as his home.

The soul of that bastard has never been integrated into this era, so much so that one might guess that the reason he was favored by the God of Scars is precisely because he can clearly separate himself from the era he lives in.

Whenever she thought of this, Melissa couldn't help but feel a chill and a chill in her heart.

She couldn't imagine what kind of person could live like this for decades.

"Meli, when you're done here, come over to me." The female imperial teacher ordered casually.

Meilirose collected her thoughts and nodded respectfully: "Yes, Master."

The search for notes in this room is almost over. Can we say that there is no result? That's not the case.

But can we say that there was any gain? I can’t say that there was.

In Lin Rize's diary, a person's name appears many times, and from the lines one can see the writer's appreciation for the other person.

The man's name was Xia Shou.

But what they are looking for is not about Xia Shou, but about the possessed spirit named Alice behind Xia Shou.

The reason for looking for Alice was that among the burnt letters, there were some words mentioning a possessed spirit named Alice, who looked very similar to the adoptive mother of the founding king.

The original description of Lin Rize is "looks exactly the same", but how exactly the same they are is unknown. Maybe they are just quite similar in appearance?
Moreover, it is even more unreliable that Lin Rizhe came to such a conclusion just by looking at the painting. After all, the founding emperor commented on the painting of his adoptive mother as "not even one ten-thousandth of her beauty, it only has the shape."

The woman in the painting is so beautiful that one could say she is as beautiful as a fairy. Her facial features are perfectly combined with all the perfect features that a mortal could imagine. However, it is said that the emperor was very dissatisfied with the painting at that time, which shows how extraordinarily beautiful the emperor's adoptive mother was.

However, more people think that the emperor's evaluation is based on the overly beautiful halo in memories, and in fact he may not be as beautiful as he said.

The fact that he carefully preserved this painting is enough to prove that even if the painting does not really depict the image of the real person, it at least depicts some of the charm.

After all, if it didn't look like it at all, why would the proud emperor preserve it with a ceremony and look at it every day during his lifetime?
After all, they actually had no evidence to prove that the Alice that Lin Rize mentioned looked the same as the emperor's adoptive mother.

But since it is involved, even if there is only a tiny probability, we must continue to investigate, because it involves the king's last wish. In the gloomy library, the light became even gloomier. When dusk came, all the sorting work was finally completed. Meililuo took the copied text and went to the master's house in the palace.

Merryrose walked through the golden corridor full of cracks and came to the huge wooden door carved from a scarred tree. She waited for the guards on both sides to bow and salute, and then open the door for her. The voices of the Emperor and his master talking floated out from the crack in the door.

"Yadeer, I think the most important thing for us right now is to cross the barrier of time. If we don't solve this problem, we will never be able to step out of the history we are in."

"Your Majesty, please be patient. There will always be a solution. We may be able to make some efforts in the Underworld. Although the belief in the Dream Stealer Bird is very rare, it may not be impossible to find it. The Dream Stealer Bird is a god that flies freely in any corner of the Underworld. With the help of its power, perhaps..."

"What a joke! Our Underworld Sea is not the same as their Underworld Sea! There are no branches leading upwards in our Underworld Sea." Split's voice was a little angry.

Melissa walked into the room as silently as a cat and stood where both of them could see her, and she stood quietly.

"Meli, you're here." Imperial Master Yadel nodded to his beloved disciple, "Do you know what happened between the King of the First Rift and his adoptive mother?"

"Of course I know." Melissa didn't understand what he meant.

All those who were chosen knew the story of the King of the First Rift and his adoptive mother.

The rulers of their country were all called Split Kings. In order to distinguish the first founding monarch from other emperors, later generations called him the First Split King. That king was a Split King in the true sense. His power in the legend was not comparable to that of any subsequent Split King.

In this country, the succession to the throne is not hereditary, but is determined by the ability to bear "scars". Those who are qualified to challenge the emperor must first undergo the "scarring ceremony" that the emperor has endured. After enduring these scars, they can compete with the emperor in a new "scarring ceremony".

The God of Scars will continue to inflict horrific scars on the two people, one after another, with each scar being stronger than the previous one, and the degree of destruction gradually increasing until one of the two dies.

And the one who survives is the Split King... the new Split King, or still the Split King.

Although the scarring ceremony is not to measure the fighting power of the two challengers, it is to test who can better withstand the will of God to split.

But even if this test has nothing to do with combat effectiveness, the winner's combat effectiveness is often always stronger than that of the loser.

In short, because of this rule, the new king who wins the challenge must always be stronger than the old king who loses. Apart from the challenge, only when the old king dies and the new king has not been established will an open election for the throne be held throughout the country.

Although this is the rule, it has only been used once since the founding of the country, and that was when the King of the First Rift died - he had never been successfully challenged until his death.

After his death, a woman defeated all the other candidates for the throne and became King Split II.

But since the second emperor, no one who sat on the throne had a good end. There were not even cases of accidental death. They were all starved to death by challengers in the scarring ceremony.

Therefore, every time a new monarch appears, he can be said to be the strongest monarch in history, except for the King of the First Rift.

The reason why the King of the First Rift was ruled out was because of a relic left behind by the King of the First Rift.

The true purpose of this relic is unknown, but one of its uses is that it can make monarchs of all generations realize the true gap between themselves and their opponents.

The name of this relic is the Heartbroken Egg.

(End of this chapter)