Reject me, hateful woman

Chapter 137: She gradually understood everything 4.8k

The magic resonance was surprisingly smooth.

Although it is said that the holy test space is very shocking in terms of the complexity of the spells and the mental loss it causes to the user.

Elena can even guarantee that even in the private class between the master and apprentice, the best collection of rare objects that Holly, the master of rare objects, brought out to teach Elena, did not have this blazing white light ball belt. One-tenth of the pressure.

However, the smoothness of the resonance and the depth of the analysis this time were also unprecedented experiences for Elena.

In fact, the girl knew the reason.

Perhaps it's because when Elena used her ability in the past, it was just "a last resort".

You must make qualified magical objects in order to qualify for admission to Eden College; you must understand what these people are thinking in order to avoid conflicts with others; you must work hard in order not to be left behind...

But this time, Elena wasn't forced.

She wanted to help Lin En from the bottom of her heart, stimulating her abilities wholeheartedly, and wanted to use her own power to "understand" this Norton Dynasty's greatest and most mysterious secret treasure that had been passed down for thousands of years.

There is pressure, yes.

There is difficulty, too.

When she just returned to the hall, Elena felt that the temperature in the room seemed to have increased a lot. Just looking at this blazing white light ball, she seemed to be able to feel the light and heat inside it, as if she just needed to get a little closer. , will be torn apart by the leaked Honkai Light Flow.

Even the high priest who maintains the holy trial space all year round is not allowed to keep a distance from it. Only a monster like the empress whose body is almost holy can get close contact with it.

But Elena's eyes were determined, and she walked step by step towards the holy test space, opened her arms, and the light shone on Elena's face. The girl seemed to be a goddess descending, wanting to embrace this all-destroying and all-encompassing destructive light ball into her arms. .

The leaking hot air blew the girl's braided hair away. The high temperature caused wrinkles on the fingertips of the silk gloves, and the delicate skin also turned red due to burns.

However, for classmate Lin En, Elena felt that she... really could do anything!

"Xiao Ai, be careful, don't get close to that thing!"

Historia couldn't help but remind her loudly.

No, stay closer!

Ignoring her friend's warning, Elena took a step forward.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the blazing light in Elena's palm was restricted, and the leaked secret spell was reorganized!

Not only did she successfully complete the resonance, she even temporarily delayed the almost uncontrollable collapse of the holy test space!

"Your Majesty!"

The wrinkled skin of the royal high priest stretched out like dry orange peel, and his old brows and eyes were full of shock.

Even Hilta, the leader of the Red Dragon Army who had criticized Elena's contact with the Holy Trial Space at first, was speechless and looked at the girl and the Holy Trial Space that was stabilizing in her arms with incredible eyes.

"Brother Lin En, do you have a moment? It seems that you are well prepared with this little girl."

Quinn laughed.

"Sister Huang was joking. This is all a natural result."

Lin Enyun said calmly, but her body, which was originally tense and ready to step forward to pull Elena back at any time, relaxed slightly.

The empress ignored the two siblings' double act, and her eyes wandered back and forth on the girls around Lin En without leaving any trace.

She had a good impression of Elena. At first, she thought that Lin En had close contact with the girl because of her appearance and personality. To put it bluntly, she just had sex and she didn't have to be responsible for it. She didn't expect that the girl had a secret. It doesn't seem that simple, but I like it even more now.

As for Novi, she had watched her grow up, so there was no need to mention her closeness. In comparison, Her Highness Historia looked naive and silly, and her actions were slightly unorganized. However, she After all, he has a powerful natal family...and his son knows it, and he doesn't seem like someone who likes to bully fools.

Moreover, you must know that not all royal families are generally harmonious because they are all freaks and have young heirs like the Norton family.

Being able to maintain innocence in the intrigues of the royal family is a bonus for Historia.

Glancing at Lin En, who was surrounded by everyone in the center, the Empress frowned slightly for a moment, and then had some thoughts of gloating.

It’s really hard to choose... I don’t know which one my son prefers, but I am generally satisfied with both.

Unlike everyone else, whose thoughts were racing around, Elena, who was resonating with the Holy Trial Space at this time, was very calm. The girl seemed to have entered an extremely wonderful state.

In the past, when activating the ability, Elena could only "hear" the sounds of all things, but this time, it was not just listening, Elena even "feeled" something from the Holy Trial Space.

Rather than listening to the sound of the holy trial space, it was more like...peeping into a memory.

..............

..............

The sea, the beach, the scorching sun in the sky, thousands of chariots, and endless knights and flags. Even if Elena is not very familiar with military and history, she can see that it is a military force that is enough to make any empire on the mainland tremble. The king who possesses it will surely be riddled with glory and be undefeated in long battles.

However, she didn't feel much joy from "herself", but instead smelled a faint but deep-seated sadness.

Elena heard herself let out a low sigh. It was a woman's voice. The voice was low and vicissitudes of life, as if she had experienced countless stories and legends, or her master was part of the legend, or even herself.

"Lord Lanlost, am I a good majesty?"

The woman whispered.

At the front of the Wan Cheng chariot was an old man, with a long beard hanging down to the ground. He was as thin as a tree. He was so old that I don't know how old he was. The old man hunched over and struggled to support the crutches. He came to the woman's side. He didn't look like a minister reporting. Instead, he said like the comfort and encouragement of an elder:

"Your Majesty, what are you talking about? We have quelled the rebellion of the three tribes, eradicated the scourge of barbarians and the intrusion of the federations, and pacified and unified the entire continent... From the eternal frozen soil to the edge of the boiling sea, Everyone knows your reputation, you are certainly a good emperor, and you... are also the only... emperor in this world."

The last sentence was not a boastful praise, but it was better than any boastful praise in this world. Elena was even more shocked when she listened to this scene.

Eternal frozen soil and boiling sea...Aren't these the northern and southern ends of the continent? !

However, the woman did not show much arrogance or joy, and even her emotions were light. She just curled her lips, and then asked another question:

"So, how about compared to the previous king?"

"His Majesty!"

The old man's hand holding the cane tightened slightly, and his long eyebrows trembled.

"When a person dies, he cannot be resurrected. The death of the late emperor was not your fault."

"It's time for you to let it go."

"Just asking casually, Sir Lanlost."

The woman twitched her lips, but Elena could feel that she was not smiling.

"Whether you believe it or not, in fact, I have let it go a long time ago. I just...can't forget it."

"That day, he obviously died in front of me. I was sad and angry, but in the end, I reconciled with myself. Sadness and rage will not solve any problem."

"Those idiots took him away from me, so I want those idiots to howl and scream in hell because of his death,"

The woman slowly clenched her fist, her voice was cold and bone-chilling:

"I killed them a thousand times, but it's not enough!"

Then, her fist slowly loosened again:

"For this reason, I became him."

"I inherited everything from him, his authority, his power, his wealth, his throne, his...everything."

"I followed his will to exterminate those traitors. I followed his will to expand the territory and build the country. It's just..."

The woman lowered her head again and looked at her palm. It was a white and clean hand, slightly warm and strong, but with the delicacy and elegance of a woman.

"Sir Lanlost, the more I follow his path, the more I doubt myself. Why does the enemy always seem to have an invisible upper limit? Why do other countries respond so rigidly to our attacks? Why do history clearly record such There are many hidden powerful people and ancient species, but I have never seen any of them. I even feel that this world..."

The woman's voice stiffened for a moment, and then she touched her cheek, as if she was missing the last touch that the man left for her before he died. The warmth was rough and a little relieved, and her voice became gentle:

"Sir Lanlost, I even sometimes feel that he is not dead, but living his own life in another world. I just don't know, will he miss me sometimes?"

"I really want to see him again."

"His Majesty........"

The old man's voice became serious, and he felt heartbroken and helpless looking at the emperor who seemed to be more of his descendant than his monarch.

"Haha, I'm sorry, I said a lot of strange things. This is what I can only say to you, Uncle Lanlost."

The last title was like a sharp arrow that penetrated some kind of barrier in Lanlost's heart.

The old man who originally only wanted to be loyal to the emperor and dedicate everything until his own death finally made up his mind.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I don't know this. I, as well as everyone around you, all ministers, people, sergeants, and enemies, we don't know this, but I know it. I knew it from the beginning. The former emperor , and the current His Majesty, are different from us."

"different?"

The woman's voice was filled with doubts.

"Yes, Your Majesty,"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lanlost also made up his mind, with some nostalgia and relief in his voice:

"When I was young, I once made a huge mistake, but the late emperor killed me and also forgave me."

"He killed the traitor who almost betrayed his dream and forgave Lanlost now. However, I have always had a secret in my heart, that is, I actually know that the real late emperor will not forgive me."

Lanlost just smiled:

"The real late emperor was also a very good person. He was brave and kind, and would involuntarily make everyone gather around him. However, compared with the later emperor - the late emperor that your majesty knew, he was not as good as that thousand-year-old emperor. One percent.”

"Lanlost...Sir!"

The woman opened her mouth. The impact of this secret was too great.

"But, if according to your wishes, the late emperor was...replaced, why would you still be loyal to the late emperor? Why didn't anyone notice the abnormality? Since you didn't notice the abnormality in the past, why do you do it now? Do you think there is a problem?"

"Your Majesty, I would like to answer you,"

The old man tightened his grip on the crutch.

"But sorry, my answer is: I don't know."

"Everyone, including me, seemed to have ignored this matter, as if they subconsciously did not think about it. Later, until the elders of the late emperor passed away one after another, I was the only one who was fortunate enough to serve His Majesty and survive to this day. Those doubts accumulated more and more as the useless years grew and the body aged, but later..."

The old man smiled bitterly:

"It's just that later on, I no longer had the energy to care about these, because I just wanted to die serving the king as a knight. This is the only belief and dream that I have upheld in this useless and pathetic life. What's more, I am already a knight. He's an old man and will die at any time. It's not my place to worry about this."

"Then why did you tell me today?"

The woman looked complicated.

"Because you are different from us, Your Majesty."

Lanlost raised his rickety body and looked up at the woman beside him, his eyes full of kindness:

"The first time I saw you, you were riding a horse with the late king. You were so young, so young and confused, and you called me uncle. I am honored to serve you, witness your growth, and witness the achievements you created. What a miracle and how invincible, and now, I am already an old man, but you are still in your prime, just like...the late king at that time!"

In an instant, something that had never made sense seemed to penetrate and break apart in the woman's mind.

Yes, I was picked up by him and slowly instilled knowledge. When I grew up, he seemed to be like that.

Until later, when he grew up and he was about to die, he would always look like that when he touched his cheek.

If it hadn't been for that assassination, it seemed like he would always be like that.

Lanlost, as the most perfect knight hero of Zijinhua, tempered his body with fighting spirit, coupled with his natural longevity, he lived to the miraculous age of 150.

He watched helplessly as the man he once called uncle changed from a hero who was as upright as him to a skinny old man who could be extinguished at any time like a candle in the wind.

However, he is still in his prime.

The blood of dragons has the effect of extending life.

However, is it really such an exaggeration?

This is not so much dragon blood, but rather as if the goddess of time kissed her cheek, freezing her time forever at the moment it reached its peak.

Just like... he was the same as before? !

"His Majesty,"

Lanlost's voice was gentle:

"I tell you this secret today. I do have a secret and selfish intention, because I know that I am going to die. It may be today or tomorrow. I will die suddenly, but you are different. You will always be in your prime. It is also possible for you to unravel the secrets that trouble you, your veterans, and many other secrets that are discovered but unknown to those who see through them."

He knelt down to the ground and spoke in a loud voice, as if he was no longer the dying old man, but the hero who had returned to his peak period and accompanied the late emperor on the battlefield:

"May the late Emperor's crown of wisdom always protect you and guide you on the road ahead, Your Majesty!"

All the soldiers knelt down in unison:

"May the late Emperor's crown of wisdom always protect you and guide you on the road ahead, Your Majesty!"

"Ha ha....."