The treasure thieves of Teyvat rob Shenhe

According to custom, a grand banquet was held, but the atmosphere in the court was depressing and preparations were delayed.

The King of Kings' condition worsened and he was in a coma for three days.

After Lin Ye woke up, he insisted on holding a banquet, saying it was to bring good luck.

So no one dared to object.

The royal palace, the sleeping quarters.

Lin Ye was lying on the bed alone.

Years of illness have made him no longer as handsome as he used to be. He is now frail, skinny, and has sunken eye sockets. Only his black eyes are still deep and clear.

Shilin comes to see Linye.

As Lin Ye's health deteriorated, this young lady smiled less often. She advised Lin Ye to do less work and take more care of his health, and often acted coquettishly to get Lin Ye away from his desk for a short while.

This time was the same. Xilin spoke softly about the situation outside. Lin Ye had been trapped in bed for two months, and all state affairs were told to him in person by his ministers.

There is no plot like "the children in the south village bully me because I am old and weak". Everyone knows that the King of Kings has a good relationship with his descendants. If anyone dares to do something stupid at this time, Kisla will come back and start a massacre, and rivers of blood will flow!

Don't forget that Kisra, who holds military power, has just massacred an ungrateful country, and he is full of evil spirit.

"Probably Kisla will be able to return to Gul City tomorrow. He loves drinking the most. Father can't let him do whatever he wants just because he is a meritorious official. My sister-in-law will be unhappy. Oh, and..." Shireen muttered to herself, not as a princess facing the king, but as a daughter chatting with her old father.

After a while, Shireen lowered her voice and whispered.

"Father, are you asleep?"

"Go on, Xilin." Lin Ye's voice was hoarse.

"…Um."

Shilin bit her lower lip to hold back the tears. Time could not erode her beauty, but her father was old.

Why can’t father live for many, many years like her?

After a long time, Shireen left.

Lin Ye knew that the boy hoped that he could hold on until Kisla returned.

it's getting dark.

Faintly, I could hear the busy sounds in the palace.

The sleeping environment is getting darker and darker.

Lin Ye did not ask anyone to light a lamp, allowing the darkness to engulf him.

The deadline is approaching.

Death was like a beast, hanging in front of Lin Ye's bed, as if waiting for the moment when Lin Ye would die.

When a person comes to this world, he can take nothing away, and eventually he will disappear from this world alone.

Talk about disappearing.

In the dim light, Lin Ye opened his eyes and said.

"Am I qualified?"

There was a sound of a needle dropping, and then a moment of silence.

"Gur City's territory is far larger than in previous dynasties, and its population is close to that of the Three Gods period. Oases are gradually occupying the desert. In your words, the country is peaceful and the people are well-fed and well-clothed."

"You have never built a palace of luxury and pleasure, and millions of people in the sand have worshipped you as the king of kings."

"I have asked the believers of the Pilgrimage Road, and they even believe that you are the Red King himself."

"Your heart has not been tempered into stone, nor has it been corrupted by false mirages."

A soft voice came from the darkness.

Lin Ye didn't hear the system's sound for a long time.

"so…"

"I am not happy."

"..."

"Have you heard of the three prophecies and three warnings?"

Lilupal explained them one by one.

"You have indeed shown me the existence of an ideal king. As long as you continue to live, the situation of three generations of excommunication will not occur."

"Are you trying to cheat?" Lin Ye asked calmly.

"No, your trial is not over yet." Lilupal said with a smile.

She walked closer to the bed and leaned over to whisper in Lin Ye's ear.

"Like I said, someone has deified you as the Scarlet King himself, but I know that person may not do a better job than you if he replaces you."

"You overlooked a crucial point."

"You have accomplished this great feat with wisdom that transcends this era. Your existence is the root of prosperity. Your death will cause the building to collapse."

"During the years I was away, I spread the belief in you. You are the mortal king recognized by mortals, and the incarnation of the always right Scarlet King."

"So, Lin Ye, you failed. I touched my heart and tortured my soul, but it still screamed in despair. You didn't save me."

"…This is because you left early and disappeared for twenty years."

"Yes, so I will let this trial continue and extend it for twenty years."

"Three generations of excommunication, I will make it happen as it is supposed to."

"Kisla, my son, our child, he is not the ideal king like you."

After saying this, Lilupal stood up and sat on a chair in the room. Her red eyes flickered in the shadows, and a cup of honey wine was placed on the table.

Historically, Olmaz died of poisoning after drinking mead mixed with scorpion venom.

Bloody Banquet.

Today is the day that Olmaz dies.

Lilupal picked up the wine glass and looked down at Lin Ye who was lying on the sickbed. She pondered for a long time and made no new move.

It was she who instructed the sorcerers of Mazandaran Oasis to drip scorpion venom into musk honey and present it to Olmaz.

After more than ten years of living together, Lilupal knows Linye's living habits like an old couple. He doesn't like sweets, but don't worry, I added some mint in it so it won't be too sweet.

However, when death is imminent, you should not be so picky.

Considering that Lin Ye might resist, Lilupal chose to use wine that was easier to swallow, which was very considerate.

"Do you know what I'm holding in my hand?" Lilupal asked.

"what?"

"Poisoned wine."

"Oh."

"Aren't you afraid?"

"I won't live long anyway."

"hehe."

"Hehe... cough..."

"Do you know? Before I was annihilated, I had a private conversation with His Majesty the Scarlet King. He predicted the future and appointed you to save me."

"I am just one of my mother's many followers. His Majesty the Red King is a benevolent god. He may think that it was his decision to choose me as a messenger to find the ideal king that indirectly led to my madness, and he feels guilty about me."

"But these are not enough for His Majesty the Red King to go to such great lengths to create this simulated false world with his [legacy]."

"I guess His purpose is the same as mine back then, to find a qualified king to save me and the millions of displaced people of the sand on His behalf."

Lilupal seemed to have not talked to anyone for a long time. He spoke slowly and Lin Ye listened silently.

"...What I mean is that this world is where His Majesty the Red King is testing you. If you fail to complete the test, there will be another round, and another round... until the [Legacy] completely collapses and we die together."

"What a great ending, right?"

“…I am disappointed in you.” Lin Ye said.

“…Who made me hate you?” Lilupal said.

Lin Ye stopped talking.

It was just a mirage; only Lin Ye and Lilupal were real. They had gone through all kinds of trials together for thirteen of the past forty years. They should have been close friends who trusted each other.

Lilupal sat alone all night, asking every sixty seconds if Lin Ye was still alive.

Lin Ye never responded.

When the light of dawn shone into the room, Lilupal suddenly smashed the glass cup, and honey-colored liquid flowed all over the floor.

Let her kill Lin Ye herself...

Can't let go.

She loves him.

Lilupal looked back at Lin Ye, feeling lost and with blurred vision. She reached out her hand and touched her cheek, and found that she was crying.

This was the first time that Lilupal experienced the feeling of crying. Even the betrayal by Ormaz made her angry.

The loved one died...

After a while, Lilupal started laughing like a madman.

But she didn't feel as happy as she had imagined.

why?

"I look forward to seeing you next time, my Lord."

Finally, Lilupal kissed the forehead of Lin Ye's corpse and whispered with infinite longing and tenderness.

……

In the dim light, Lin Ye watched a floating fairy.

According to her.

"My name is Nabu Marikata."

Chapter 622 Resurrection of the Dead

The flower goddess Nabu Marikata has many names.

The hostess of flowers and oasis, the queen of flowers, the hostess of the country of Fupanpurija, the mother of dreams, the lady of wine and oblivion...

The Flower God is a remnant of the fairy clan. According to legend, when the Rock King was still young and the demons had not yet fought each other, the ancestor of the fairies and the foreign travelers swore a vow of union in the presence of the three sisters of the Moon Palace.

Only thirty days later, disaster struck, the immortals were punished and scattered into exile.

According to the text description, that era should be a new round of war between the First Throne and the Second Throne for Teyvat, called the Year of Fire Burial. It was also during this period that the Flower God wandered in the desert and met the Red King Amon, who was also a remnant of the sky.

On a moonlit night, the Flower Goddess told the Red King about her past, and the Red King decided to rebel.

The flower goddess sacrificed herself to open the door to forbidden knowledge for her partner. The nails of cold weather fell from the sky, overturning the paradise of Wally Weijie. The oasis turned back into a desert and the mortal kingdom was torn apart.

After a hundred years of chaos, the Red King finally had enough energy to gather his people, build an eternal oasis, and send Lilupal to select an ideal king.

It can be said that the death of the Flower God is a major watershed in history. The Red King tried his best and spared no expense to create the Eternal Oasis, the Earthly Aru, and the Golden Dreamland. One of his purposes was to revive the Flower God...

"Hello, the fifth adventer. I am Nabu Marikata."

After Lin Ye died, his consciousness returned to a hazy and dreamy world, where hundreds of [Moonlight Night] Patisalans were in full bloom. There was a bright moon in the boundless sky, illuminating the garden, and a familiar yet unfamiliar fairy spirit was floating quietly.

A soft female voice came from the fairy spirit, which seemed ethereal and unreal, as if it only existed in a dream.

“The fifth one…” Lin Ye muttered to himself when he heard that.

The first one to descend was undoubtedly the First Throne, the Original Man, the Phanes of Heaven.

The existence of the second person to descend is in doubt, and the existence of the third person to descend is in doubt. The Heart of God is made with his remains as raw materials. The fourth person to descend is Ying.

The definition of Advent is broad.