Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 116 He calls himself "Father Emperor"! (4.3k)

Late at night, at the Marshall family mansion.

Enled walked down the dark corridor and came to Sia's door.

Specially equipped security personnel were standing on both sides of the door, tasked with preventing people from entering from the outside and people from leaving from the inside.

Upon seeing Enled approach, one of them stepped forward, unlocked the security lock on the door, and opened it.

Enled went inside. At that moment, Sia was standing by the window, pulling back a small section of the curtain, looking out at the mansion's garden in the darkness.

“Stay away from the window,” Enlid said.

Xia was silent for a moment, then drew the curtains and sat down at the desk in the room.

Enled placed a stack of documents in front of her.

"This is the script to be read at the press conference. We need it by Wednesday. Get ready."

Xia stared at the stack of documents, remaining silent.

“Your previous declaration was interrupted. You know what you should do this time. Take this seriously,” Enlid said.

"I understand," Xia said softly.

Enrede looked up at her indifferent face, remained silent for a moment, and then asked:
"What exactly did that person say to you?"

Although the observation equipment was lost at the time, and outsiders did not know what happened on the rooftop, the descriptions of the scene by the royal knights revealed that Sia had used the power of the Crown of the King and was the only one who remained conscious afterward. The other person who remained conscious was the mysterious knight.

For almost half an hour, they were the only two people on the rooftop.

When questioned, Xia closed her eyes and said calmly, "I've said it many times, I was only conscious for a very short time at the time, and he didn't have any contact with me."

"I need to rest now. The items have been delivered. Please leave."

Enred gave a cold snort.
“You’re starting to rebel, Anadasha.”

He slammed his knuckles on the table.

“Don’t forget who you are.”

He turned and left, locking the door again.

Xia took a deep breath and covered her forehead.

A moment later, she turned her head and looked at the wall clock in the room.

"23:55".

There were only five minutes left until the time Caesar had given.

Xia walked to the bed and lay down, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Finally, the clock struck midnight, and at that moment, a faint golden halo appeared before her.

Like a small whirlpool, or a passage to another world, it floated in front of her and slowly rotated.

She glanced nervously at the doorway, unsure if the object would attract the attention of those outside, even though Caesar had told her that even a hero-level sorcerer wouldn't be able to detect it.

The difference in status cannot be bridged by magic.

As for who Caesar wanted her to see, Sia had no clue. She simply told her that the choice was hers, and that the door would only exist for one minute, giving her one minute to consider.

Although Caesar's true identity and purpose are still uncertain, his words at the time gave her a glimmer of hope. She desperately needed hope, like a lifeline, so much so that she wanted to try it no matter what, good or bad.

After taking a deep breath, she reached out and touched the golden vortex.

She felt her consciousness being pulled away, as if she were sitting in an airplane that was suddenly accelerating, and was abruptly pulled into a vortex by something.

After the dizzying sensation subsided, she opened her eyes and was immediately stunned.

At this moment, she stood in a palace so magnificent that it defied description. The grandeur of the palace made even the world's most expensive palace, the Ghas Palace, which cost hundreds of millions of gold coins, seem shabby. The only comparable palace was probably the legendary Palons Pantheon.

She stood below the main hall, turned her head, and saw seven different phantom figures behind her. Surprisingly, she felt that these figures resembled some famous figures from history.

"Where am I?" Xia looked around in a daze.

Then, a deep and powerful voice rang out from the main hall.

"Is the heir chosen by the crown so rude?"

Sia was stunned. She had heard this voice once before, when she met the emperor after the King-Casting Ceremony. The voice then was exactly the same as it was now!
She looked up and saw a blurry figure on the throne. Although she couldn't make out the figure, at that moment, the emperor's name almost involuntarily appeared in her mind.

"Emperor Sheng Yuan, Rean Tempest!"

Sia could hardly believe it, but the reality was right in front of her. Almost immediately, her legs went weak, and she collapsed to her knees, her pupils trembling, her voice shaking as she cried out:

"Emperor Shengyuan, Your Majesty."

She understood that the current Holy Yuan Emperor was definitely not just a wisp of consciousness like the one in the crown, but a real, complete, historical figure who had shaken the world, and the origin of the bloodline within her!

And this palace is also His legendary divine kingdom.

Even the power of the crown within her was reacting wildly at this moment, so there was no way it could be fake.

How could she have imagined that when Caesar said he wanted her to meet a great being, she could only think of some great hero-level sorcerer, but how could she have imagined that it would be such a truly great being!
"How could this be!"

The legendary Emperor Rean the Great is actually alive!
However, judging from the current environment, He must have transcended reality and become a higher-dimensional being, not just living in the traditional sense.

"What did you address me just now?" the figure on the throne asked.

"His Majesty."

"What should I call you?" The tone became even more somber.

Xia trembled, momentarily at a loss for what to do. After a long while, she suddenly realized what was happening.

"Father, Emperor!" she cried out, her voice trembling.

This word felt so unreal and surreal to her.

Emperor Shengyuan snorted: "I know everything about your affairs. As the heir of the empire through the King-Casting Ceremony, you were actually driven to the brink of suicide by a bunch of scoundrels. You have truly disappointed me!"

The furious voice echoed throughout the palace, and Sia felt as if her heart was about to stop beating.

"My son, I know I was wrong," she said quickly.

"I am telling you, regardless of whether the empire exists or not, as the heir to the throne and the holder of the crown, you must fulfill the mission bestowed upon you by the crown! You must shoulder the responsibilities of the kingdom! You must be worthy of the empire's honor! Do you understand!"

"clear."

“I am aware of your plight,” said the Holy Emperor, “so I have arranged a tutor for you.”

"Caesar, he is my representative on earth. From now on, whatever he says and whatever his will is the same as my presence. You will follow him from now on. He has the power to control you and the casting of the crown. You cannot disobey his orders in the slightest. Do you understand?"

“Yes,” Sia said.

Upon meeting the emperor, she had more or less guessed Caesar's identity, but she did not expect him to be so close to Emperor Shengyuan. His Majesty's words were clearly saying that he and she were on the same level!
Emperor Shengyuan was silent for a moment, then said, "You must respect him as your teacher, treat him as your father, and never neglect your duties in serving him."

"Huh?" This order left Xia a little confused. She understood the respect for a teacher and the consideration for a father.
"What's the problem?"

"No, no,"

Emperor Shengyuan continued:

"If you show any sign of cowardice in the future, I will punish you severely. The crown of kings has never belonged to the weak! From today onwards, you have only one thing to do: make those treacherous eunuchs who have tarnished the spirit of Eldaria pay a terrible price!"

Xia had no idea that one day she would actually meet that emperor. The living Holy Yuan Emperor.

As the heir to the crown, he had no idea that the Holy Emperor was still alive! And Caesar, whom he thought harbored ill intentions towards him, was actually His agent!
She reached out and pinched her cheek.

It hurts a lot; it's not a dream.

The situation had exceeded her expectations, and it took her a long time to recover after returning to her bedroom.

She then realized what she had gained and what situation she was in.

Now, she has the support of that legendary emperor behind her!

She now has the means to resist, the opportunity to realize her value, and the chance to prove herself!
The previous Sia is dead.

She clutched her pounding chest, overwhelmed by a surge of excitement and exhilaration.

"Can I also be truly needed?" she murmured to herself, staring at the ceiling.

Suddenly, her spirit was stirred, and she seemed to hear a voice:

"Get ready. If there are no problems, let's try the Formless Heavenly Domain again."

It was Caesar's voice.

She sat up quickly, unsure how to respond, only muttering to herself, "I...I understand."

She didn't know if it would work, but a moment later, an entrance to the divine kingdom lit up in front of her.

She reached out and was instantly pulled inside.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in another grand hall, where there was no throne or emperor.

There was only a long table, resembling a conference room table, with a row of high-backed chairs in front of it. A handsome young man with black hair, Caesar, was sitting in the main seat.

"You've come." Caesar looked at her, his expression calm.

Xia hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward.

“This is a private meeting place His Majesty has set up for us. We discuss private matters here, because anyone would feel extremely nervous if He were there,” Caesar said.

He glanced back at her and found that Xia was standing by the bench, looking uneasy.

Caesar looked at her for a moment before saying, "Sit down."

Only then did Xia feel relieved enough to sit down.

"Um," she said tentatively, her head lowered.

“I know you have many questions,” Caesar said. “Ask away, and I will tell you everything I can.”

"Has His Majesty the Father become a god now?" Sia asked cautiously.

She had heard this rumor long ago: that the Holy Emperor had actually become a god-like being.

At first, she thought it was just a rumor, but she never expected that this most outrageous claim would actually be true.

“That’s one way to put it,” Caesar nodded. “But it will take some time before His Majesty truly ascends to godhood. He has been asleep for a long time and is currently in the process of gradually awakening. What we need to ensure is that we create a suitable environment for His Majesty’s ascension to godhood before His Majesty is fully awake.”

"A suitable environment?" Xia was a little confused.

"Why do you think His Majesty wanted to unify all races in the first place? And why did he imbue each successor with such a lofty sense of mission in the casting of the crown?" Caesar asked.
"What His Majesty needs to ascend to godhood is a world without conflict, one of peace and prosperity, and what we need to do now is to achieve this goal."

Xia opened her eyes slightly; those words made her understand many things in an instant.

Actually, this was something Caesar came up with on the spur of the moment. After all, he would continue to expand his power in the future, and if he wanted to unite a large group of people around him, he would need a common goal to pursue.

This principle must be aligned with the goals of Emperor Shengyuan, and it must be absolutely positive.

What could be more appropriate than maintaining world peace?
It may be a cliché, but it's definitely useful.

"Then, then you..." Xia looked at him with surprise and doubt.

“His Majesty is temporarily unable to penetrate reality, so he needs a proxy, and I represent His will and mission, and also possess the power and ability He has given me,” Caesar said.

"And in order for His Majesty to awaken more quickly, he will need the power of the crown you possess,"

Sia lowered her eyes: "So, that's why you approached me and said those suggestive things back then, but I didn't realize what you meant at all."

"And she even treated you like a pervert." She didn't say those words out loud.

She fidgeted, her hands twisting together in front of her, her lips pursed, then suddenly lowered her head and said to him:
"I said some very hurtful things to you back then. Yes, it was my fault! I'm sorry! Please forgive me! I'm willing to accept any punishment!"

As Caesar gazed at her, a thought inexplicably came to mind: "I still prefer your previous unruly self."

Sia looked up slightly and saw Caesar raise his hand.
She jerked her neck back and squeezed her eyes shut.

But the expected pain did not come; instead, the hand gently touched her cheek.

"Does it still hurt?" Caesar asked.

"Huh?" Xia was momentarily flustered by the gentle question and quickly looked away: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Caesar withdrew his hand and said calmly, "I can let bygones be bygones. As for punishment, I will see how you behave in the future."

Sia opened her mouth: "Then, this time, we don't need to?"

"Do you really want that?" Caesar asked, looking at her.

"I"

Sia didn't know how to explain for a moment. She also hoped that Caesar could vent his anger on her, after all, he had treated her so badly before, and now he had not only saved her, but also given her such a precious reason to live.

It made her feel that if Caesar didn't do something for her, it would be really hard to get rid of the intense guilt in her heart.

Seeing her so embarrassed and unable to say it, Caesar sighed:
"Turn around and brace yourself against the chair."

Sia paused, but still obeyed his command, turned around, and leaned her upper body on the high-backed chair, thus maintaining a posture with her back to Caesar and her body leaning forward.

Caesar raised his hand, and a ruler materialized in his palm. He then swung it forcefully and struck Sia's buttocks without saying a word.

Snapped.

Even through the hem of her skirt, the sound was quite loud.

"Well"

Xia let out a groan of pain, but immediately shut her mouth and didn't say a word.

Then came two more crisp slapping sounds, accompanied by a low groan of pain.

"Alright, that's enough," Caesar said, putting away his ruler.

Although three blows weren't many, Caesar didn't hold back, inflicting enough pain on Sia that made her legs go weak.

She gritted her teeth and endured the pain. This was the first time she had been hit in so many years, and it was on her buttocks. But strangely, she felt much better and her face relaxed.

Caesar frowned slightly as he looked at her relaxed demeanor after being beaten, wondering if this child might have some kind of tendency.
He coughed and then said, "If there are no other questions, I'm about to begin the formal proceedings."

“Okay, sure,” Xia said.

"Now, I will reclaim the power to forge the crown. Are you ready?"

(End of this chapter)