Reject me, you damn woman.

But soon, she was completely overwhelmed by the joy of seeing her father again.

In that memory, the father was kind and gentle like a mountain. After eight years, can we finally see each other again?

She was like a nervous child, subconsciously tidying up her hair and regaining some spirits:

"Well, let's go quickly. I remember that Dad's bedroom seems to be in this direction. I'll just..."

"Please wait a moment, Shia,"

However, Hedwig shook her head again.

"I'm sorry, this time we're meeting father, we won't be going to his bedroom, we'll be here."

"Here? Let...let Dad come to see us?"

Historia's voice was confused and frightened, revealing her concern for her father.

"But isn't Dad seriously injured and unable to get up? Sister, isn't this inappropriate?"

"I'm sorry, we won't go to see Father, and Father won't come to see us, because Father is in a state where he can't do either."

Hedwig just sighed again, walked to the side, tapped lightly on a palace pillar, and took out a magic crystal:

"This is a magic crystal that has the ability to record images. The way we meet our father... is to use it."

As Hedwig lightly tapped the magic crystal, it grew two small wings and flew up on the spot. A small screen appeared in front of the three people.

Hedwig shifted the screen to Historia and said softly:

"Xia, since you still remember where your father's chamber is, you can manipulate this crystal, okay?"

With shaking hands, Historia took control of the crystal.

Although she didn't know her sister's intention or the reason for doing this, as soon as she took the crystal, she felt a great fear in her heart.

At this moment, a slightly warm and strong hand was placed on her shoulder. She turned her head and saw Lin En standing beside her and nodded slightly.

"Trash..."

Historia calmed herself down and finally released stable magic power. The crystal flew up and gradually flew out from between the thrones, and the recorded images changed along the way.

The corridors, palaces, study rooms, gardens, and finally the imperial bedroom in her memory, which seemed incredibly large when she was a child and was full of warmth and memories.

But as the crystal flew, Historia's expression became more and more solemn.

Although the scenes recorded on the screen were exactly the same as in their memories, some anomalies were still clearly exposed to Lynn and Historia.

For example, the closer you get to King Cantrad's chambers, the darker it seems to get.

Yes, although it is not yet time for the Rose City sky to light up, but with the stars and the moon, it is not so dark that you can't see your hand in front of you.

As the crystal flew to King Cantrad's chamber, the "light" inside the palace continued to fade away.

No, what disappears is not only the light, but also "life".

At first, Crystal could occasionally see northern-specific wisteria and wintergreen plants on the palace walls as she flew, but as she got closer to King Cantrad's bedroom, the colors of those plants gradually changed from remaining green even in winter to withering.

In the end, all you could see was the ground that was covered with snow but strangely dry and cracked, and the black fog that was gradually getting thicker in the air, seemingly so thick that it almost became tangible, exuding an uncomfortable atmosphere.

A bird suddenly seemed to regard the flying crystal as its prey, and swooped down from the sky, pointing its sharp claws directly at the crystal. Historia was about to control the crystal to dodge, but realized that there seemed to be no need.

Because before it touched the crystal, it was first shrouded in black mist.

Then, first the feathers, then the skin, then the bones, blood and flesh, and amid the bird's desperate struggles, it was actually swallowed alive by the black fog.

No, that is not black fog at all. It captures living things and devours them. It kills plants when it touches them and dries up the earth when it touches it. It is simply the materialization of... "death"!

They are the tentacles and claws of death materialized, equally destroying all life they touch.

Only magic crystals, inorganic objects powered by magic, can survive in this.

"What are these?"

Historia was extremely shocked.

"This is what our father has always endured."

Hedwig said lightly,

"Look, we're about to reach our father's bedroom."

In the picture, the crystal has flown into the bedroom, and inside the bedroom, the black fog has become so thick that it is almost substantial. In the empty bedroom, there is only a bed made of some unknown jade material. On the bed, a tall old man is lying in bed with his clothes on. His face is majestic, but his brows are tightly furrowed, as if he is in pain all the time.

And Historia recognized the old man at a glance.

In other words, she recognized the emperor who should have been in his prime, showing his great talents and strategies to the fullest, but now he was suffering and in such a state of twilight. At the same time, that person was also her...

"Dad......"

Historia's voice was choked with sobs, and the hand controlling the crystal was shaking.

"Sixteen years ago, my father did repel and banish the Ring of Death in the Demon Bell Tower, the Lord of the Undead, Tata Atos. However, before the other party retreated, he also released a curse on my father that only he could remove, which should have been a death curse."

Hedwig explained in a heavy tone:

"My father, relying on some special powers, did resist the curse at the cost of some injuries. He should have died immediately. However, he underestimated the true power of the curse cast by the Lord of Death of the Magic Bell Tower. Unless the Lord of Death, who symbolizes death itself, is destroyed, the curse will not stop at all."

"So, since eight years ago, father has had to maintain this attitude, resisting and preventing the curse from spreading until today."

"I just don't want these things to affect the already unstable situation, so I have been hiding it."

Then, she put away her faint smile, turned to the two of them, and said slowly:

"So, now that you two know the truth, are you satisfied?"

For those of you who have achieved this, is that enough?

"Now that you are satisfied, please follow your father's wishes and begin the transmission of the secret fire."

In that case, let’s follow my plan and end everything!

Historia bit her lip and nodded. At this moment, an extremely strong sense of guilt had filled her ordinary chest.

So, Sister Hedwig has been carrying this heavy burden alone until today?

Damn it for having doubted a sister like this!

However, just as Hedwig smiled in her heart, she seemed to turn a deaf ear to her words and skillfully took out a scroll from her arms and pointed it in a certain direction:

"Identification scroll, activate!"

"?"

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Chapter 247: I don’t want to be the emperor anymore, sister!!

"What the hell are you holding?"

Lin En, who took out the scroll and activated it in a serious manner, was out of place in the sentimental atmosphere.

Hearing Historia's question, Lynn did not keep the question secret, but simply said:

"Nothing, just continue. This is just a scroll with the divine art of identification engraved on it."

Identifying divine arts is not a rare divine art. On the contrary, it is a common and universal art of holy power.

Because believers often swear to gods, and because in common legends and myths, gods are said to have the ability to see through people's hearts and lies.

Perhaps it was because the "power of my thoughts" of hundreds of millions of believers over countless years came into play, and the divine art of identification was born.

This kind of magic is not unique to any one god, but is common to all gods. It has only one main function, which is to detect authenticity.

It was no secret that Lin En was on good terms with many people in the church, and it was not surprising that he had one or two scrolls of divine magic.

But the fact that he chose to use this divine scroll on this occasion can only mean one thing.

Hedwig nodded her head:

"I see. Your Highness Lin En doesn't believe what I said, right?"

Her tone was calm as usual, as if she was not affected by Lin En's behavior at all, nor was she shocked by the appearance of the scroll. However, in such calmness, there was a hint of inexplicable disappointment.

Seeing her actions, Historia panicked, and hurriedly grabbed Hedwig's sleeve, defending Lin En:

"Sister, wait a minute, you bastard... Lin En didn't mean that..."

"It's okay, Shia,"

Hedwig patted Historia's hand to comfort her.

"This is a serious matter. It is my fault for hiding it. It is understandable that His Highness Lin En would be suspicious."

She turned to look at Lynn again:

"However, after verifying the scroll, His Highness Lin En should know the truth of my words, right?"

Historia also looked at Lin nervously, but saw that the latter, who was still holding the scroll, shook his head slightly:

"Your Highness Hedwig is wrong. I used the divine scroll because I had some doubts in my mind that I wanted to verify. However, please rest assured that I am completely convinced by your words."

"Because the name of this scroll is: Identification - Cantrad Bile,"

Lin En then smiled faintly and shook the scroll in his hand.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness Hedwig, the person to be appraised of this scroll is not you."

"what?"

Now, not to mention Historia, Hedwig also showed some obvious confusion and doubt.

But she soon understood what Lynn meant.

In common perception, the main function of the scroll of identification seems to be to detect lies, but in reality, what the identification spell verifies is a lie, but not only a lie.

The truth or falsity of language, the authenticity of treasures, the authenticity of people, and even... the authenticity of the soul, are all included in the scope of identification of divine arts!

What the appraisal scroll actually verifies is the "truth" and "falsehood" of all things.

Identification—Kantrad Bile!

There is only one way to pass this identification scroll, and that is if the object of identification is the complete and real Fire Rose King.

In other words, as long as any part of the body, mind, soul, or magical source of the object being appraised has been modified or tampered with maliciously, the appraisal will fail!

"By the way, the creator of this scroll is a divine envoy-level priest."

Lynn added.

"A messenger of God?"

Hedwig's expression darkened slightly, and it was unknown what she was thinking about.

The art of identifying divine power does not exist absolutely.

It is not impossible that powerful supernatural beings have deceived the divine appraisal through some special means.

However, the more devout the priest who releases the magic, and the stronger the power of faith he possesses, the more real the identification magic he releases will be, and the more difficult it will be to conceal or deceive.

However, due to the special nature of the divine messenger, even the weakest divine messenger can release a strength of divine identification spell that can definitely surpass that of an ordinary bishop-level clergyman, and even approach the level of a cardinal!

In order to deceive this level of identification magic, a strong person at the ring level must be present to use the concealing magic with full concentration. Even if there is a slight slackness, there is a risk of failure in deceiving.

"If the result of the identification spell is true, then the golden light of the scroll will not change. If it is false, then the scroll will burn itself."

Lin En raised the corners of his lips:

"I'm sorry, Your Highness Hedwig, this is my real identification route!"

The three people focused their eyes on the scroll that was constantly emitting golden light, waiting for the results of the appraisal.

After a moment, the golden light went out, and the entire scroll was intact, just as usual.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Lynn: ......

"Haha, but then again, I have always absolutely believed in you, Your Highness Hedwig!"

Lin En rolled up the appraisal scroll in his hand and said seriously.

Historia:?

Doesn't he have a CD for his face-changing skills?!