Successors of all mankind

The princess's question resounded throughout the entire hall.

Duke Maltese, seated before the laurel wreath, slowly turned around and looked at the princess with immense satisfaction, as well as the doll she had so easily broken.

"Even the so-called Immaculate Dolls and those with divine bloodlines seem to be nothing more than laughable playthings when compared to true divine offspring."

"I am truly delighted, Your Highness!"

The princess narrowed her eyes slightly:

"It seems you still think you have the victory in your grasp, Marty. So what gives you your confidence? That so-called Byzantine legacy? But why don't I think it's of any use?"

The princess and Marty's eyes fell on the laurel wreath at the same time.

But Marty only glanced at her before turning back to look at the princess.

It greedily examined the body of this divine descendant.

"Your Highness, haven't you ever wondered why I possess an Immaculate Doll? And an Immaculate Doll that carries the blood of a god!"

"Such a treasure is clearly not something a duke could possess."

The princess, still completely unconcerned, said:

"So what? It's just some fools who, seeing Father's health deteriorating, want to throw you out there and see if they can use a pawn to get rid of me, the heir!"

If the Golden Princess were to die, everyone would know that the Glory King was merely putting on a brave face. It wouldn't be surprising if he couldn't bear the blow and died of resentment on the spot.

Even if he holds on, it doesn't matter.

Albion is doomed without an heir.

No one else needs to do anything; the dynasty will collapse on its own.

Then the stinking flies and hyenas can swarm in and feast on them.

It's obvious; you can see it at a glance.

The only thing the princess didn't expect was that someone actually thought they could kill her with a pawn that had crossed the river.

"But why do you think Father is so at ease letting me come alone?"

Under the princess's dangerous gaze, Marty laughed:

"Because he is just as arrogant as you!"

"He deliberately let us go, thinking it would be a whetstone for you, but in fact, trapped on that throne, he has overlooked the fact that he can no longer control everything as he once did!"

Marty picked up the laurel wreath and held it high above his head.

Then, with utmost solemnity, the Lord of Rome solemnly proclaimed to the Golden Princess before him:

"I, Tuli Maltaire, crown myself! I will be the new ruler of the Golden Dynasty! From this day forward, the Maltaire family will become a brand new Golden Family!"

The laurel wreath fell from the crown, and heavy snow began to fall.

Countless snowflakes drifted down in the empty hall.

But why is there snow?

The princess was stunned for a moment, then her pupils contracted. The descendant of the gods who had just stood there so proudly.

At that moment, she stumbled and almost knelt down.

She lost her power; the immense divine power that once filled her body vanished without a trace in that instant.

The great descendants of the gods have become humble mortals!

Then, incredulously, she reached out and grabbed a handful of snowflakes, saying:

"No, this isn't snow! This is..."

"Human ashes! Your Highness, these are the ashes of a great human being!"

The Sisters of the White's holy tomb was stolen, and a large number of human remains were looted, forcing the Sisters of the White to withdraw completely.

That could only be the work of another golden dynasty!

The Immaculate Doll can only be the work of an equal force!

Marty, who was crowning himself, looked with immense satisfaction at the utterly disheveled princess who was barely holding on.

The laurel wreath shone even brighter on his head.

Then, with just a slight lift of a finger.

The invincible descendant of the gods was easily knocked away by him.

Seeing the princess flying backwards, Yu Le quickly caught her.

But due to the enormous impact, it rolled to the side.

Before Marty could finish speaking, he looked at everything before him with immense excitement and said:

“You know, Your Highness, human remains cannot suppress psychic energy; in fact, they can even wildly activate it. But this, this magnificent Byzantine heritage!”

Duke Marty pointed excitedly to the laurel wreath on his head.

"But it can reverse all of this, to the point of completely suppressing the miracle of psychic powers!"

"Moreover, it will grant me immunity and unparalleled power!"

"So ever since I realized this, I've been thinking about how to use all of this to defeat you, capture you, and thereby obtain your human blood and divine power!"

Marty's frantic voice echoed in the empty hall.

Looking at the 'snowflakes' falling all over the sky, coupled with his own narration.

Yu Le looked at him with a sudden realization and said:

"You opened this ruin a long time ago? You knew its secrets all along? You prepared all this in advance?"

It's impossible for him to have arranged all of this in such a short time, so he must have opened this place a long time ago!

He had been waiting for this moment!

Seeing that Yu Le understood, Maltay, feeling that his great plan had not been in vain, nodded happily.

He then took out a key from his pocket that was exactly the same as the one in Yu Le's hand.

“Constantine, you are far inferior to Justinian. If it were him, he would have known what I did. After all, that thing had been there for over a hundred years. How could I not have noticed?”

"And you, you came thinking no one knew!"

He is about to acquire the Golden Bloodline, and the Marty family will become the new Golden Family.

At the same time, although he failed to defeat Justinian, he crushed Justinian's successor.

All of this made Maltai extremely happy.

He leaned back in his wheelchair, tapping the armrests repeatedly.

“Constantine, do you know what? The only problem with all of this is how I get the princess to come here!”

“I have made many preparations, but the princess is someone who never leaves the capital, so even if I reveal the location of this ruin, she probably won’t come.”

This is also the only question that has kept him silent until now.

It was difficult for the princess to leave the capital.

He could only hope that the Glory King could force the princess to leave, since the Byzantine legacy and his impending end of reign both destined him to change the princess.

But he wasn't very confident...

Therefore, he also planned to make his second son the princess's knight, thereby increasing the chances of success.

But unexpectedly...

Marty looked at Yu Ledao in surprise:

"I originally thought this plan would be a huge risk, maybe even a 50/50, 30/70, or even 10/90 chance, since I really wasn't sure I could get the princess to set foot here."

"But at this moment, you, the great Byzantine Emperor, actually appeared!"

"You've changed everything! You've made the princess happy to come here for you!"

"You've made all of this absolute!"

But after he finished speaking, he looked at Yu Ledao with even greater astonishment:

“However, it is strange that you seem to have no power at all. You should be the perfect product of Justinian’s forbidden experiments, and you should also be a great thing that can rival the Golden Bloodline.”

"But why do you have no power at all?"

He thought Yu Le was hiding his terrifying divine power, but now it seems that he really is just a mortal.

But how did he manage to win the princess's heart so much?

"It seems Justinian has failed and succeeded again. He has indeed become a Golden Bloodline, but a Golden Bloodline without power. Ah, I must keep you here and study you carefully!"

Marty kept talking to himself, thinking he had found the answer.

The story also includes an ending for Yu Le and the princess.

Looking at Maltey talking to himself, and the snowflakes falling all around.

Yu Le simply held the princess silently, and then felt a slight tug in her arms.

Looking down, he saw the frail princess clutching his breastplate.

"Run...run, knight...I'll hold him off...don't worry about me, run..."

The princess was extremely weak, but she still tried to comfort Yule and tell him not to be afraid, and to run away quickly.

Yu Le removed his arm armor and took the princess's hand in his own, saying:

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I won't run away, and you'll be fine, so trust me!"

Their fingers intertwined, and a warmth they had never felt before flowed through their palms into the princess's heart.

"Hmm...I believe you...my knight!"

The princess would not doubt her knight, for he had redeemed her from a terrifying abyss.

So the princess fell into a peaceful sleep in Yu Le's arms.

Looking at the princess who had fallen into a deep sleep, and confirming that she was not seriously injured, but was just very weak due to being trapped by everything around her.

Yu Le carefully placed her on the ground and took off his cloak to cover her.

Only then did he rise to face Malte, who was wearing a laurel wreath.

"Oh, a princess and a knight, what a beautiful scene that fits a little girl's fantasy. But, should you abandon her and turn to me, Lord Constantine?"

"I think one of hers is enough, but as for you, I might be able to give you a way out. After all, having the offspring of a great enemy loyal to you, or to be a dog, is truly delightful!"

After taking a deep breath, Yu Le took off his helmet.

The heavy helmet crashed to the ground, and Yu Le finally revealed his true form.

"No, I refuse!"

This made Marty first look at his face in surprise, and then look at the princess behind him with even more amusement, saying:

"What, you really think you're a knight?"

Yu Le shook his head and looked sadly at the snowflakes falling all around him.

Finally, she looked at him with a gaze that Marty had never seen before, yet which made him extremely uneasy!

"no!"

To dispel the unease, Marty said with a laugh:

"What was that for?"

"Because I am a person!"

What kind of funny answer is that?

Marty had expected the other party to answer with something like dignity or interests.

But this is the result?

I am an individual, so I will not bow down to you?

"That's funny, but you're not worth my personal attention. Just break his arms and legs, and don't let him die."

Countless soldiers emerged from the shadows and simultaneously raised their guns, aiming them at Yu Le.