Huh? Are they all real?...

"For His Majesties, for Baratheon, for this wonderful day, let us rejoice!"

The crowd cheered and hugged each other, excitedly sharing everything that had happened with everyone outside.

Soon, the entire Baratheon was in an uproar.

I also believe that it won't be long before the whole country is cheering.

From then on, they were the Baratheon dynasty!

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And in the center of the surging crowd.

Inviting Moen to become his king's goddess left him in disbelief:

"Really?! Teacher, am I dreaming?!"

Even though the teacher was right in front of her, even though their palms were still tightly pressed together.

Ansa still couldn't believe it.

Why do you think that, Ansa?

"I... I'm clearly a failure. I really didn't expect you to agree, teacher. I almost made such a big mistake before."

When this was mentioned, Ansa turned her head away.

That's really dangerous.

She almost ruined everything.

Moen knew what Ansa was talking about.

So Moen said to Ansa very seriously:

"So, the last person standing in your way is Emperor Doyle, is that it?"

"Teacher, how did you know?"

Ansa looked at her teacher in surprise.

Moen shook his head and said:

“Loyman lost; Doyle was his last chance.”

"I won't blame you, Ansa."

"But, teacher."

Moen interrupted the goddess, saying:

“You lost your parents and family when you were young, and you have never felt the warmth of family affection in your life.”

“You are the emperor, you are the angel, but you are just my poor little Ansa.”

How can I criticize you for craving the love of your family?

"Besides, you were actually doing it for me, weren't you?"

"You felt uneasy about everything you saw, so you wanted to seize this opportunity."

At this point, Moen raised his hand and smoothed Ansa's hair that had fallen to the side.

"I'm the one who should feel sorry. I should have realized it sooner. I wasted too much time on the road."

"teacher!!!"

Unable to contain her emotions, Ansa rushed towards her teacher.

Moen then hugged her tightly, gently patting Ansa's back as he said:

"Okay, okay, it's over, it's all over."

But this tenderness left the goddess in Moen's arms feeling extremely taken aback.

Why is this happening?

I clearly wanted to kiss him.

Shouldn't they just hug and kiss each other normally?

What is this now?

Then, the goddess finally realized something she should have realized long ago.

She loved her teacher, and her teacher loved her too.

They are indeed gods and kings, the real gods and kings.

To be able to proudly stand before any pair of god-kings throughout history and declare that one is also a god-king.

Because their love is second to none.

However, this love is slightly different.

The teacher's eyes held a yearning for love, but what truly dominated was compassion!

As a student, that is a teacher's love for their students.

She even saw the same scenery through her teacher's eyes.

That was when they were talking about that girl, his new younger sister.

Both of them had love in their eyes, a love for which they were willing to give everything.

But that was the love of family.

The original response was to the prayers that Ansa offered every night when she was a child.

However, this response was a bit too malicious for Ansa.

She did long for the appearance of her relatives, but it was definitely not her teacher!

She wanted a more special kind of love!

Ansa wanted to say something.

But she didn't know what to say.

Moreover, the blessings and envy from the people around her, as well as the teacher's warm embrace, made her somewhat swayed.

At least, those eyes didn't just hold pure affection; there was definitely romantic love in them, though not much.

Also, my teacher is already my king.

I have plenty of time!

Perhaps, maybe, I can indulge in it a little now and enjoy it.

Ansa slowly buried her face in Moen's arms.

Meanwhile, Moen, who was holding Ansa, stared blankly at the noisy crowd in front of him.

Today is undoubtedly a good day for them.

Not only did the gloom overhead completely disappear, but we also witnessed one unimaginable miracle after another.

Ascension to godhood, the covenant of the God-King—each one more rare and more prestigious than the last.

Ordinary people, or even demigods or angels, could write about seeing one and pass it down through their family tree, boasting about it for generations.

In a world ruled by gods and kings, this is the greatest glory for mortals.

Today, however, they saw two of them in a row.

Compared to this, everything Moen had done before seemed rather lackluster.

And from this day forward, Baratheon will be a great dynasty.

Just as the nobility of a dynasty rise one rank above those on the plains.

The people of a dynasty are naturally considered superior to others.

If you claim to be a citizen of the Baratheon Empire on other continents, no one will pay you any attention; in fact, they might even think you're crazy.

But if you say you are a subject of the Baratheon dynasty, that's a different story.

Officials will do their best to make things convenient for you, ordinary people will be in awe of you, and even extraordinary individuals you accidentally offend will seriously consider whether they should do something to you.

All of this was because they belonged to a great dynasty.

A divine kingdom on earth ruled by the true God and kings.

Therefore, Moen could understand their joy.

But this is a bit of a headache for Moen.

Before long, all the forces will come to pay homage to him and Ansa.

This naturally includes elves.

Then I will soon have to go to the Sacred Tree Forest, because my Sequence 8 and Sequence 7 rituals both involve the Sacred Tree and the elves.

Chapter 153 Er Has Arrived (3k)

To be honest, these days have been a dream come true for the people of Baratheon.

They are all equally illogical and unrealistic.

They were first shocked to hear of Emperor Doyle's return and the resurrected rebellion of the Duke of the South.

Then they watched as the Duke of the Southern Border advanced relentlessly towards the capital.

In the end, it got even more terrifying: the Duke of the Southern Border became the King, and everyone said that the Queen who had died had been promoted to a new goddess.

Even ordinary people like them, who had no idea what had happened, benefited and became subjects of the new dynasty.

But the most amazing thing is that, despite so many major events, very few people died!

In the past, it would have been considered lucky if any one of these events had resulted in the deaths of tens of thousands of people.

But now, they can say they didn't do anything and yet still won without lifting a finger.

It's absolutely dreamlike.

The new god has ascended the throne, and the new king has been established, but clearly there is still much to be done.

For example, the coronation ceremony of a new king.

This is a momentous event that has been recognized throughout history.

Although the specific date has not yet been finalized.

However, the crowd was already discussing the grand occasion and the hottest topic of the moment—what title the new king would bestow upon himself.

The titles of kings such as King of the Bronze Furnace, King of the Lionheart, King of the Moon, King of Eternity, and King of Turin are all catchy and very fitting to their status.

It's just a matter of not knowing what the new king will choose.

The next most important question is whether the new dynasty will establish any new rules.

This discussion was started by the nobles, whose greatest hope was that the arrival of the new dynasty would establish a new order, not only for the country, but for the world.

As nobles, they had always felt envy, jealousy, and hatred towards the dynastic nobles.

Because the dynasty's nobles all looked down on these so-called nobles, considering them nothing more than a bunch of country bumpkins.

They never dared to show any anger about this, after all, the dynasty's prestige was known throughout the world, and the most distinctive feature of the dynasty was its status.

Each dynasty possessed a unique concept, which served as a symbol of its prestige and power.

For example, the Pure White Dynasty has exclusive rights to April 17th every year.

This is the appointed day, to commemorate the meeting and union of the goddess Aurora and the king she had promised to marry.

Apart from the Pure White Dynasty, this day is not a holiday for any person, race, or power.

Similarly, people are not allowed to hold any celebrations on this day for any other reason.

For this reason, a considerable number of races and countries have abolished their respective public holidays.

One of them even commemorates the founding anniversary of an ancient empire.

No one complained about this. In fact, they were very grateful.

For a dynasty, this was considered a very benevolent monopoly.