Miss Heber is fighting her way out of the Lostbelt!

"Do you require my kowtow, Ozymandias?"

The girl breathed steadily as she uttered these treasonous words: "There are already enough people in Egypt bowing to you. If you only want me to kneel and then bow, why bother issuing an edict?"

"Besides, time is running out."

After Heber finished speaking, he quietly waited for Ozymandias's decision.

Almost as soon as the words fell, a thunderous roar came from all directions. It was not the punishment bestowed by the Red Crowned God King out of anger, but a happy and joyful laugh.

"Hehehe, hahahaha!"

It was as if a green sprout, after being suppressed for hundreds of years, finally broke free from the pressure of a huge rock and sprouted out of the soil.

"Merry, merry!" Ozymandias laughed loudly. "In that case, come forward!"

Heber's heart suddenly relaxed: she had made the right bet.

There are no two kings in the world who are exactly the same. Even if they are both high-ranking figures on the path of authority, Arthur and Ozymandias cannot be regarded as the same.

If we say that after Arthur sat on the Iron Throne, he gradually changed from a wise king who was good at accepting advice to an arbitrary and tyrannical tyrant.

So Ozymandias has been a tyrannical king from the very beginning. He has already reached the bottom, so no matter how he struggles, he will always be on his way up.

Therefore, he needed to be submissive and gentle to Arthur, but he had to stand tall and straight with neither arrogance nor servility to the Red King.

Ozymandias is accustomed to seeing people bowing before him, and the position of a loyal minister will make him even happier.

If Hebe was sitting at the same gambling table with Ozymandias, she had successfully trapped Ozymandias in the game she had set.

This was indeed the case. When Hebe came close to Ozymandias, the legendary tyrant did not punish him, but continued to make the rumbling sound.

"Oh, no matter how brave a warrior or how skilled a sorcerer is at performing mystical arts, in my eyes, they are all beings to be controlled, like grains of sand. But there is one exception."

"Those who possess the royal status are not those who bleed divine blood, but those who understand the responsibilities of a king... and you are one of them."

The metallic sun wheel moved slowly, and the dim and violent light turned into the clear and bright morning light.

"So, tell me exactly what you think. Don't hide anything."

Ozymandias' voice was calm, and he seemed to have restrained all his outward brutality and murderous intent, but the invisible pressure was growing heavier.

Hebe perked up, as this was the time when he could not afford to be negligent.

But how can one satisfy Ozymandias? Should one boast about his knowledge of other mysteries? Or should one make risky statements to attract Ozymandias's attention?

Will not work.

Those mysteries were derived from different aspects of Ozymandias.

As for being mysterious, it is the worst of the worst options. The Red King will not allow such a clownish trick to appear before his eyes.

But Hebe was not panicked at all, because she already had a complete countermeasure - this was a secret that the Red King would not know no matter how he calculated.

His deep green eyes lifted up, meeting the God-King's gaze without fear.

"Beyond the Nine Pillars, there are beings of equal stature."

Her response was a roar like thunder.

"—tell me!"

......

Before Hebe became King Arthur's court sorceress under the name of Merlin, she lived a brief, carefree life, traveling between the wastes and the living world, leaving behind many nightmare names.

Nightmares have irregular shapes. They love gossip and often transform into bird forms to travel across different borders.

As a result, Hebe heard rumors about the gods of the wilderness, the gods known as "the rulers of the time, the great masters of the wilderness."

The Nightmares say that even the rulers who rule the months will experience changes in number over the long course of history.

In the Lostbelt Rose Wars, there are eleven rulers.

In the modern Albion, the twelve seats are filled, and each month has its own patron saint.

And at this time...the number of rulers was only nine.

Hebe knew the names of the three rulers.

What would happen if these later rulers were to speak out at this time?

......

"One of them is [Raven]."

The first name of the child was spoken by Hebe.

He is the patron saint of March and a young, unknown ruler during the Wars of the Roses.

The surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet. Whether it was Hebe's voice or the sound of the metal sun wheel turning, everything fell silent without any unnecessary sounds.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Her heartbeat grew more and more intense, and Hebe looked up to find that the bright light was not coming from Ozymandias, but from the sky higher up above the Red King.

Mercury is shining brightly, overshadowing the sun!

Mercury is symbolized by the Raven.

The moment Hebe uttered this honorable name, heaven and earth were silent for about two moments. Then, both Hebe and the Red King realized that some changes were taking place.

New variables began to appear in the world.

That is a new pillar god independent of the nine pillar gods, and has come from the future.

"What's next? There must be other names of gods. Tell me!!!"

The eternally ruling Mecha God roared in anger, and the halo that looked like both an eye and the scorching sun lit up.

Heber dropped his eyelids.

"Excuse me for refusing." Hebe said calmly. She raised her hand and pointed to the Mercury that was shining brightly in the sky.

“He is watching.”

These words made the almost furious Ozymandias fall into deep thought.

Then she heard Ozymandias's deep voice rolling towards her from in front of her.

"Imon Hetep, I know all about your contributions."

"You are the only one who can be my secretary."

"—Bow your head, and I will crown you."

Heber hesitated for a moment and lowered his head cautiously.

It was impossible for her to say that she wasn't nervous, but she knew that Ozymandias would definitely seek greater achievements in order to become a god. Before that, Ozymandias would not and dared not do anything to her.

The Red King thought he had Hebe under control, but didn't Hebe also control him?

Then, the roar of the Eternal Matrix died down slightly.

In Heber's dark vision, metallic spots of light gradually appeared, and those lights formed words.

[You have accepted the title from the Red Crown King Ozymandias.]

You have accepted the authority of the King of Ibis, the Secretary of Secretaries.

You have accepted the authority of Hermanubis, the wisest of all.

P.S.: Secret History Simulator has released a hotfix update, changing Ozymandias' "Original Eternal Domination Matrix" to the "Glorious Complex Grand Temple." Please observe the world line after the refresh. We apologize for the inconvenience caused to our users.

Volume 29: How many steps are needed to turn a person into light? (Please collect)

The King of Rams waited silently outside the pyramid, his heart at peace.

He looked down on those who fought for power and profit, and even more so on those scum who thought they could do whatever they wanted just because they became one of the Nine Sage Gods - they were not worthy of this glorious seat.

Ultimately, the rights and responsibilities of the Nine Sage Gods are closely related. Their destiny is to fight against the destiny together with His Majesty the Red King and serve as the king's vanguard. For this, it is only natural even if they burn themselves to death.

However, few people are able to realize this. They are either deceived by the desire for power or they think they can enjoy power for a long time.

The King of Rams has met many colleagues who were full of confidence at first, but their minds collapsed and their personalities changed drastically after they learned the truth.

However, this girl who dared to defy the king's laws was different.

The King of Rams recalled those beautiful eyes that looked like green gems and sighed deeply.

There was no expectation, no joy, no excitement in those eyes, only fatigue - that was the feeling of still walking alone on this road after knowing all the destinies and understanding all the futures.

"...You already know it's impossible, but you still want to do it?"

This was a feeling so familiar that it was speechless. He had felt this "tiredness" many times in front of Ozymandias, and he himself had felt the same.

In other words, the moment the Ram King laid eyes on Hebe, he knew she was one of his kind.

In her, the King of Rams seemed to see the King of Crocodiles, with whom he had once had disputes, but who eventually came under the command of the Red King.

Dude, dunk, dunk.

A crisp sound came from the corridor of the pyramid, and the King of Rams turned his head to look.

The girl's long flaxen hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, and an equally old papyrus book was wrapped around her simple robe. A pair of jackal-like ears stood up high on her head, which was the symbol of Hermanubis's authority.

And between the two ears, a golden halo as bright as the morning sun is spinning lightly.

When the girl walked by, green grass even grew in the gaps of the imperial path.

The grass blades swayed, trying to grow longer and higher, as if to get closer to her.

After more than one hundred and fifty years, Secretary Tian finally returned to his position.

What's more, no one had ever held the dual authority of Thoth and Hermanubis before. The Ram King held his breath in awe and bent down, wanting to take a good look at the girl.

"Surely... he truly possesses double authority."

The Ram King lowered his eyes, and tears as hot as brass began to fall from his burning pupils.

He crouched in awe, stretching out his long arms.

His voice remained steady: "Please sit on my shoulders, Lord Emonhotep."

The girl in front of him tilted her head in surprise.

"...I'm afraid this is against protocol, Lord Knum."

"There is nothing against the rules, because His Majesty Ozymandias is the greatest 'rule,'" the Ram King replied. "Those who are favored by His Majesty should be treated with the greatest honor."

The Sheep King's tone seemed to imply something, so Hebe no longer refused.

......

For Hebe, this was a different kind of experience. "Clear eyes and a clear mind" were necessary conditions for a sage, but this time she was not embarking on the path of a sage, but a "priest" under the Code of Winter.

The priests are slow to speak but quick to act.

She could feel the Ram King walking slowly forward and could hear exclamations of various emotions coming from all around.

These awe and admiration could not provide much emotional value to Hebe. At this moment, she cared more about the impact after she said the name of the Third Consul.

[Raven] was one of the rulers who became known to the world after the War of the Roses.

In the present world, he is regarded as the guardian of March and the patron saint of travelers, journalists, media professionals and businesses.

In the occult world, he is regarded as a deity in charge of secrets, spells, and rituals.

There is no belief in the [Raven] in this era, and only after I say its honorable name will belief in it appear in this era.

This takes time and opportunity.

The rulers do not care about their names being talked about. They are closer to the metaphysical laws of nature, the basis for the operation of the world, and the elements that maintain the wheel of time.

"Ancient Egypt is different from the War of the Roses period. It is extremely distant from later generations. In the history books of this world, there are only a few words describing ancient Egypt..."

"Modern Egypt and the ancient Egypt ruled by the Red King are completely different countries. The Copts, who were once regarded as the orthodox people of ancient Egypt, were not taken seriously in later generations."

“Egyptian civilization came to an abrupt end, like silk being torn apart by a pair of scissors.”

"Furthermore, the history under the reign of Red King Ozymandias has long been far different from the historical trajectory I'm familiar with... I'm sure [Raven] will be very interested in this as well."

"Yes, this is the real variable." Heber looked straight ahead, no one knowing what she was thinking. "Ozymandias will definitely study the name of [Raven] next, seeking further advancement, and I will be able to calmly do what I want to do—"

This was an unsolvable conspiracy, and Ozymandias could not resist the temptation.

Hebe calmly jumped down from the Ram King's shoulders and slammed her staff to the ground.