Infinite: The Main God Space Starting from Naruto

Chapter 115 Ernest

Deep within the magnificent palace, in a lavishly decorated hall.

A boy who looked no more than ten years old sat on the throne, flipping through the book in his hands.

He wore a magnificent robe embroidered with gold thread and a crown inlaid with jewels, but these luxurious decorations only made him look even thinner.

Not far behind the emperor stood a massive, corpulent man. This was the de facto ruler of the empire—Minister Ernest.

His enormous size was almost astonishing; his massive body nearly burst out of his magnificent court robes. Ernest held a large piece of roast meat in his hands, tearing at it greedily.

With a "rip," Ernest tore off a large piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, devouring it with gusto. Greasy juices spilled from the corners of his mouth, dripping onto the luxurious carpet.

He casually wiped his mouth with his sleeve, his gaze sweeping menacingly over the emperor in front of him.

Suddenly, the living room door was flung open with a piercing creak. A guard stumbled in, his face filled with terror.

"Something terrible has happened!" the guard shouted breathlessly. "The palace has been attacked! The Wild Hounds have been wiped out, and Young Master Sheila is dead too!"

The moment the words left his mouth, Minister Ernest's expression froze. His eyes widened, and his obese body trembled violently.

The next second, he burst into tears, tears and snot streaming down his face, looking both comical and ridiculous.

"Sila! My son!" he cried out, his voice filled with grief.

The emperor was startled by this sudden turn of events and hurriedly turned to his minister: "Minister! You..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ernest's sobs abruptly ceased. He wiped his face, his expression instantly returning to calm, as if the grief he had just experienced had never occurred.

"Son?" he said coldly, "If he's gone, just have another one."

Upon hearing this, the emperor panicked even more: "Ministers, what should we do?"

Ernest frowned, a shadow crossing his eyes. "Esdeath just happens to be absent at this time." He pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Have the hunters stop them."

"Yes, yes." The emperor nodded hurriedly, as if grasping at a lifeline. "Do as the minister says."

Ernest narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Just in case, let's make final preparations."

Upon hearing this, the emperor's expression instantly turned serious. He nodded and said softly, "Understood."

Silence filled the hall. After a moment, the emperor raised his head, a hint of confusion and unease flashing in his eyes: "Minister, have I been a failure as emperor? Rebellions are everywhere. Is there something wrong with my rule?"

Upon hearing this, Ernest's eyes flashed with a shrewd light. He quickly replied, "Although Your Majesty unfortunately lost both parents in childhood, you have always governed the country wisely. Moreover, I have always been by Your Majesty's side, so there is no way I could be wrong."

"That's true," the emperor murmured to himself, a resolute glint appearing in his eyes. "My father was so wise and powerful, deeply loved by the people. I must become a virtuous ruler like him and live up to his expectations."

Ernest's lips curled into a slight smile as he continued, "These rebels are merely being manipulated. Your Majesty only needs to display your imperial authority to easily quell the rebellion."

Upon hearing these words, hope rekindled in the emperor's eyes. He straightened his back, as if he had instantly regained his confidence as an emperor.

Ernest looked at the emperor and couldn't help but sneer inwardly. This foolish brat was just like his equally ridiculous father.

He recalled the scene from many years ago when he personally poisoned the late emperor, and a slight smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

"How ridiculous," Ernest thought to himself, "If it weren't for the fact that the Supreme Imperial Arms require royal blood to activate,..." His gaze lingered on the young emperor for a moment, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

The hall was brightly lit, illuminating two young figures. A young man stood by the window, gazing thoughtfully into the distance.

Not far from him, a girl dressed in black was sitting on the sofa, holding a bulging cloth bag in her arms.

Will turned to look at the girl with dark eyes, a slight smile unconsciously playing on his lips. The girl was intently pulling various snacks out of her cloth bag, her movements so practiced it seemed like she was performing some kind of sacred ritual.

She ate in small bites, sometimes frowning and sometimes showing a satisfied expression.

"What a strange person," Will thought to himself, then shook his head. Ever since he came here to repay a debt of gratitude to an old friend, everyone he had met had been a strange person.

But as he spent more time with them, he discovered that although they were eccentric, they were all quite nice.

Thinking of this, Will's eyes dimmed slightly. He had recently lost two companions, and the pain and helplessness still lingered in his heart.

"I hope nothing bad happens to Kurohime," Will prayed silently. He was surprised to find that, without realizing it, he had developed feelings for this quirky girl.

Just then, Kuroko seemed to notice Will's gaze. She looked up warily and saw Will staring at her.

"I won't give you any!" Black Eyes suddenly shouted, clutching the cloth bag tightly with both hands, looking as if facing a formidable enemy.

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Will paused for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh out loud. In this dangerous and uncertain world, such a relaxed and pleasant moment was truly rare.

Will's laughter hadn't completely subsided when the door was suddenly pushed open.

A young man dressed in white with flowing blond hair strode in, followed by a girl whose arm had been replaced by a mechanical arm that gleamed with metallic luster.

The two were members of the hunter squad, Ran and Seryu.

Seryu was holding a creature that looked like a toy dog ​​tightly in her arms; its round body looked extremely cute.

A serious expression crossed Lan's face. He glanced around the room at everyone, finally fixing his gaze on Will. "We're about to set off," he said in a low voice. "Someone attacked the palace. The enemy is very strong; they easily wiped out Sheila's squad."

Upon hearing this, Will's smile vanished instantly. He frowned, "Damn it, now of all times. Captain Esdeath won't be back anytime soon."

At that moment, Seryu's expression suddenly became distorted.

Her eyes gleamed with an almost insane light, and a ferocious smile curled at the corners of her mouth.

"Those traitors who dared to challenge the authority of the Empire have finally shown themselves. I will crush them with my own hands! I will let them experience the folly of their own despair!"

Her voice grew increasingly shrill: "We are the empire's sharpest blade, the embodiment of justice! Any evil person who dares to rebel will pay a heavy price!"

The toy dog ​​seemed to be infected by Seryu's excitement, rubbing its nose against Seryu's chin. This gentle touch seemed to slightly calm Seryu's agitation. She looked down at Keroberos, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes.

"Don't be afraid, Xiao Ke. We'll be able to wipe out those evil elements soon," she murmured, gently patting Xiao Ke's back.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy. Will and Lan exchanged a complicated look, while Black Eyes quietly hugged the cloth bag in his hands even tighter.

(End of this chapter)