PFC Chapter 414: Is this really a plan to be kind to the father and filial to the son?
Chapter 414: Is this really a plan to be kind to the father and filial to the son?
Of course Irene saw Richard's stunned look.
Just when she wanted to ask aloud, Bastian's voice came from the side.
"teacher."
Looking at Bastian walking towards her slowly, Irene frowned slightly, "Why are you here too?"
Facing Eileen's inquiry, the boy said nothing.
His eyes were fixed on the red marks on Irene's slender neck, and the anger in his heart almost overwhelmed his reason.
Damn it!Damn it!
That despicable ant, Caroly!
Not only did he use despicable means to prevent my baby from attending the banquet, he actually dared to leave marks on her body!
Why, does he still plan to use these red marks to resolve the ambiguous public opinion between himself and Irene?
Pooh!He is dreaming!
All the guards here have been controlled by their own dark power.
How could the woman I like escape from my grasp?
I will only make those public opinions intensify!There will never be a day when we fail without attacking!
Suppressing the overwhelming resentment in his heart, Basti looked harmless and replied:
"Because I will be performing a sacrificial ceremony for the royal blood later. Not only me, but also Richard, who has the royal blood, will be present."
Tilting his head, the young man pretended to be confused and said, "What? Doesn't the teacher know? Didn't my father tell you the purpose of entering the palace this time?"
"Bloodline ritual?"
Erin asked in confusion: "Isn't that a ceremony that should be held in public at the temple tomorrow morning?"
Without waiting for Bastian to answer, Earl Jack took a step forward and bowed respectfully to Irene.
"It's because of my subordinate's negligence that I haven't had time to explain the situation to the National Preceptor.
“Your Majesty the National Preceptor is right. The blood ceremony of the royal family should indeed be held in the temple in front of all civil and military officials to highlight the sacred power and majesty of Calibria.
“But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is born with blond hair and golden eyes, which is contrary to the blond hair and blue eyes inherited from Calabria.
"His Majesty the Emperor is worried that during tomorrow's ceremony, the bloodline of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will not be able to receive a response from the sacred power of Calabria, so..."
Although the words were not finished, Eileen also understood the meaning.
She raised her eyebrows and asked: "So, His Majesty the Emperor asked me to come here and test it in advance? What if it doesn't succeed?"
Earl Jack: "It would be best if it succeeds. If not, we will use some extraordinary means to get through tomorrow's ceremony."
Extraordinary means?
how?This and the muddy dog emperor had always abandoned Bastian in the past.
Why have you become so defensive now?
Could it be that Bastian was taken seriously after his meritorious service at the last Monte Carlo auction?
That's all. Generally speaking, it's a good thing that the Dog Emperor can take Bastian seriously.
There is no need for me to think so much. After all, they are father and son, so there shouldn't be so many conspiracies.
With a slight sigh in her heart, Erin looked at Mark and said, "It's already very late. You should go back first. You don't have to wait for me."
"Yes." Mark responded, saluted to Eileen, then turned and left.
When everyone entered the inner hall of the palace, the night returned to silence.
In the dark corner outside the temple, Mark took out the handkerchief in his pocket with a stiff expression.
This was what the second prince, Richard, had secretly given to him just now.
The delicate handkerchief inlaid with gold velvet is a symbol of royal status and should be pure white.
But when he unfolded the handkerchief, he could see that the center of the handkerchief was filled with wet red blood!
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At the end of the palace, there was clearly a wall without a road, but Earl Jack led everyone over.
"Excuse me, Your Highness the Crown Prince."
Bastian didn't waste any words. He pinched hard with his fingertips and blood oozed from his palm.
The blood-stained palm was pressed against the wall, and with a click, a door opened on the smooth wall.
Irene was not surprised when she saw this, and walked towards the door together with Bastian and Richard.
The dark corridor has no end in sight.
There were no light-emitting devices around the corridor, but wherever the three of them stepped, soft, warm light lit up.
Normally, Erin would have been surprised. After all, in reality, when she created the game, there was no such copy map at all.
But when I think back to the time I entered the game, I felt that these inexplicable dungeon maps were more and more fantastic than the last, which made me feel numb.
Sure enough, after walking to the end of the corridor, Erin saw a spiral that resembled a black hole.
As soon as they approached, a strong suction force sucked the three of them in.
When he opened his eyes again, it was like falling into the stars.
Erin looked at the vast sea of stars in front of her, and suddenly found that this space looked familiar.
This place seems to be very similar to the ancestral hall of Holland's ancestral home that Rodis took him to before.
In the center of the hall surrounded by stars, there is indeed an altar engraved with various complicated inscriptions and spells.
Seeing this situation, Erin's vaguely uneasy tension finally relaxed.
It seemed that the emperor really regarded Bastien as a member of the royal family.
Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible for him to enter such a secret place where the royal family worships their ancestors and inherits their bloodline.
"Eileen."
Just as Erin was looking up at the sky, a rich male voice came from behind.
Irene turned around and saw the emperor sitting on a soft chair, looking at her kindly.
He stood up and wanted to come over, but because he didn't have the scepter, he only took a few steps and started to stagger.
Seeing this, Aileen quickly stepped forward and supported him.
"Is His Majesty's condition serious again? Even so, why come here to watch the ceremony? You should go back and rest early."
"It's really rare." The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise.
"...What?" Irene was stunned by the emperor's words and was very puzzled.
The emperor smiled and said: "I used to be so kind to you, making you a national advisor, giving you power, and giving you honors, but you didn't show any kindness to me.
"Now, you actually care about my body. I'm really flattered."
Erin: “…………”
Aren't you talking nonsense?
I was cold-hearted to you before because you were not nice to Bastian.
Now that you have returned from your lost ways, and Bastian also wants to get his father's love, I should give you a chance.
but……
Strange to say.
The emperor was not good to Bastian, but he was really fond of Irene O'Lanley and pampered her to the point of being lawless.
Logically speaking... Eileen O'Lanley shouldn't be indifferent to the emperor.
Why didn't Eileen O'Lanley have a good attitude toward the emperor before she traveled through time?
"That's all." Without waiting for Irene's answer, the emperor smiled to himself to smooth things over.
"I am already very happy that you can care about me. As for my body, you don't have to worry. The most important thing now is Bastian's blood ceremony.
"I know that because of Bastian's golden eyes, I wasn't very good to him before.
"But during this time, I have seen his growth and progress, and I am proud of him."
Instead of touching Eileen's hand that was holding him, the emperor just gently put his hand on her wrist, acting politely and respectfully.
"Irene, I beg you to help Bastian complete the blood ceremony.
"I want everyone in the world to know that even if he is Jin Tong, he is still of my blood and is the crown prince of the Idun Empire.
"He can be recognized by his ancestors and inherit the sacred power of Calabria. He is the bright sun of the future of the Eton Empire."
Facing Irene's purple-red eyes, the emperor's pale and sick face revealed persistence.
"Eileen, help me, help Bastian, help the Eaton Empire, okay?"
The emperor's sincere request interrupted the doubts that had flashed in Irene's mind before.
So...are they serious about being kind to father and filial to son?
If it is true, I can help him. After all, being able to inherit the power of Calabria is also a good thing for Bastian.
Irene raised her eyes to look at the frail emperor, nodded and said:
"it is good."