Hail the King

“What?” Akinfeev was shocked. “This… how?”

“Before I went to that place, I handed everything in the city to you, asking you to manage it. Like I said before, out of the eight of you, you are most like me. You are brave, decisive, but a little rough around the edges. Before I left, I changed my mind and secretly asked Miasnikov to stay behind to help you. It was this decision that coincidently covered for my biggest regret in life.”

“Your Majesty, you mean…” Akinfeev didn’t expect that such things happened 20 years ago. Since he was a clever person, after hearing Emperor Yassin’s hint, he guessed something.

“You are right. About 20 years ago, the Royal Palace was raided, and those evil people harmed Jolie and even wanted to kill my third son. You were misdirected by their trick, but it was good that Miasnikov saw through everything in secret, and he saved my child at the critical moment.” After thinking back to the viciousness of the enemies, a fierce expression appeared on Emperor Yassin’s face.

“What? Could it be that… the Third Prince lived? That is great! This… is this true?”

Even though Akinfeev paid attention to his cultivation and tried to be calm and steady all the time, unlike how he was when he was young, he jumped up from his seat subconsciously and asked Emperor Yassin with excitement. He couldn’t believe what he heard.

There was a good reason for his excitement.

Emperor Yassin and his eight study buddies were like brothers from different parents, and their friendships were deep. At the same time, they all liked the beautiful and unique Jolie. Although Emperor Yassin married Jolie in the end, the other eight friends all gave them their best wishes like true gentlemen, and they treated Jolie as their little sister.

When the other seven study buddies who already became famous generals of the empire died in battle, Akinfeev stayed behind in St. Petersburg but wasn’t able to protect Jolie as well as Emperor Yassin and Jolie’s child. Akinfeev had hated himself for this.

Although Emperor Yassin didn’t blame Akinfeev for anything, Akinfeev felt ashamed and blamed himself. Every time he thought back to this incident, he felt like he let down Emperor Yassin and those seven brothers who were now resting in the stars.

Now suddenly hearing that the Third Prince didn’t die, and it came from Emperor Yassin, the surprise and joy that Akinfeev was feeling were indescribable.

“Eh, it is true.” Seeing hot tears rolling in the Execution Knight Captain’s eyes, Emperor Yassin was moved as well.

For all these years, only these eight brothers of his would be happy when he was happy and sad when he was sad.

“Great! This is great!” While talking, tears rolled down Akinfeev’s face. The dark cloud above his head suddenly disappeared, and he felt relieved and almost jumped up. After a while, he suddenly realized something and calmed down before asking, “Then… the Third Prince, where… where was he in the last 20 years? Your Majesty, how come you didn’t…”

“You want to ask why I didn’t move him back to St. Petersburg?” Emperor Yassin asked with a smile.

Akinfeev nodded.

“It is a long story. In the beginning, I thought that I lost the child that Jolie and I made, but things took another turn. On the fourth day after I returned to St. Petersburg, I suddenly discovered the secret code that Miasnikov left in the Royal Palace.” Emperor Yassin started to recall what happened.