Chapter 164 Welcome Back, My Husband (5k)

The howling wind blew through the deathly silent palace, and even the sound of a pin dropping became clearly audible.

Whether it is the envoys of the sworn family present, the guests of the great nobles, or other guests who are inclined to the royal family——

The moment they saw the figure in the black flames, every brain cell in their brains was spinning crazily, trying to understand the cause of this strange scene.

Tarik's words and deeds just now all declared that he had secretly reached a deal with the Ashes Order...

Secretly completed the preparations for the divine descent, to welcome the Lord of Ashes to descend in the imperial capital.

But, who can explain to them... why the product of God's descent is such a thing?

Charia Eggut.

A remnant of Ceylon in the north, the new sword bearer chosen by the second princess Isadora.

His last public action was at the engagement dinner hosted by the Borgia family, when he showed his level as a four-ringed master beast master.

Moreover, he killed the title-level beastmaster "Silver Fox" Lear in a careless and careless state with one blow, showing at least an explosive power above the fifth level.

Considering his outstanding talent, half a year has passed... many people have speculated that Xia Ya now has a sixth-ring-level combat capability.

This is the information about Char that every noble in the imperial capital has obtained after secret investigation.

However--

Even if he really was promoted to the sixth ring, it would be far from explaining the situation at this moment.

Lord of Ashes, that is a true god who has never suffered any trauma and is intact!

Not to mention the sixth ring, even a legend is no different from an ant in front of his divine body...

Suddenly, the CPUs of countless nobles were smoked.

…

On the other side, Tariq was equally confused.

Wasn't it promised that the Lord of Ashes would descend?

How could he summon such a thing?

But a legend is a legend after all, and the spiritual power that has been condensed into a spiritual ocean is spinning rapidly at this moment.

The legendary photographic memory was mobilized to find the answer to the question from countless colliding thoughts.

Then, in an instant——

Tariq felt like he had caught Hua Dian.

I still remember that the first time Char Egut became famous in the imperial capital was when he broke the conspiracy of the Ashes Order in one fell swoop during the riot when the Ashes Order attacked Saint Laurent College.

He even killed a Patriarch of the Fourth Ring and became famous in one battle.

And before he died, the patriarch of the Ashes Order even shouted words like: "Son of God!"

Although there were very few witnesses to the riot, and it was later deliberately concealed by Isadella, few people knew such small details.

However, as a legend of the royal family, when Tarik learned that Isadella was going to choose Char as the sword bearer - he happened to have read the specific file of the attack on the academy and knew the details.

if--

That phrase "Son of God" is not a slander written in the dossier, but a fact that the Patriarch accidentally discovered before he died?

Not to mention that among the combat skills displayed by Char Egut, there is the ability to summon black flames. In the past, people in the world have always mistaken it as a pet skill... But now it seems that it may not come from It is a pet beast, but it is born with its own authority.

If this is the case, then everything will be explained.

Why is it that Chara, who has been proven to be a commoner with no background in Ceylon, can possess such shocking talent and rise unstoppably like a comet?

Why was he able to crush a conspiracy of the Ashes Order with his strength of no more than the second ring at that time?

Why did he use the Holy Artifact of the Ashes Order to summon Char's true body?

It is clear that the black flames of the Lord of Ashes are a divine punishment that even legends dare not touch, which is enough to burn the soul, but Char is able to walk on flat ground in the black flames without any harm.

That is naturally because Char Egut has been the descendant of the evil god from the very beginning.

Deliberately disguised as a human being, he lurked within the empire bit by bit, waiting for the opportunity to appear, and it was only at this moment that he broke out.

hiss--

Tariq gasped.

He felt that he had discovered the tip of the iceberg of a huge conspiracy, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

If you look at it this way, then the Lord of Ashes is a bit too scary.

Plan for a thousand years, endure for a thousand years.

He deliberately disguised himself and his sect as if they had no brains and only knew how to burn, in order to make everyone relax their guard.

Then, he secretly arranges for his heirs to sneak in...

I don’t even know what means to use to let Charia win Isadella’s heart secretly.

So ordinary, as long as all the insiders in the palace are wiped out quietly, including Isadella...

After that, in front of the unsuspecting people of the empire, he revealed his identity as the queen and husband of the empire, and then paired it with the help of himself and other sworn families and dignitaries.

Maybe, Char can really serve as the regent——

Without making a sound, the empire, the most powerful country in the current human camp, was completely brought under control.

At that time, all it takes is to secretly issue instructions such as the state religion, and tens of millions of people in the entire empire will become believers of the Lord of Ashes.

This scale of faith power is unmatched by any existing god. After all, even the Holy Religious State that believes in the Seven Gods of the Dawn is a faith divided by seven gods, which is far from being comparable to monopoly.

What a grand plan and conspiracy, which has lasted for thousands of years.

Using the millions of lives of the empire as pawns and the body as bait, inviting the world to join the game.

What a great spirit.

Compared with the current majesty of the Lord of Ashes, whether it is other cults or the Abyss, even the ancient secret organization of the Golden Dawn, it seems a little pale in comparison.

Although such speculation was born somewhat empty, the more Tariq speculated, the more those logical loopholes were filled in by the details in his memory.

With his mind so shaken, Tariq didn't even care about the burning feeling of the sea of ​​black flames wrapped around him.

He suddenly took out his cane and looked at the figure bathed in black flames behind him with a fanatical look.

"Respected Son of Ashes."

"I was lucky enough to get a glimpse of your father's thousand-year plan."

"But I think that even if the great Lord of Ashes wants to secretly control the entire empire, he must also need servants and subordinates to help govern the empire and conceal his tracks."

"If not, your father, the Lord of Ashes, is powerful, but the Seven Gods believed in by the Dawn Church are not weak either."

"And I happened to have served as the guardian of the imperial family for many years, and on this basis, I have sufficient management experience."

Tariq's old and hunched figure straightened up little by little, and his originally turbid eyes revealed a cunning like a male fox.

"Then, there is only one answer!"

He placed the peach wood cane horizontally in front of him.

The coordinates of the secret gathering place of the Golden Dawn - above the black fog - were engraved on this peach wood cane.

It is also a symbol of him as a member of the Golden Dawn.

But then, Tariq's hands suddenly exerted force.

Crack——

The mahogany cane was smashed by the knee and broke into two pieces.

Tariq had already thought it through clearly. In order to prolong his life, he would definitely not stay in the Order camp after the great changes in the imperial capital, and he would definitely choose a secret force to join.

In this case, compared with other evil cults in the Lost Realm, or the Golden Dawn, a secret organization whose leader is always mysterious and mysterious.

The Ash Cult, which has such a deep plot, is undoubtedly the most potential and worthy of his support.

He smashed the cane just to separate himself from the Golden Dawn and show his loyalty to Char, the descendant of the Ash Evil God.

"I will be loyal to you!"

...

On the other side, witnessing Tariq's sudden loyalty.

Those nobles who were shrouded in the overflowing sea of ​​black flames and were fleeing in panic also reacted immediately.

Most of the people who can become the envoys of the nobles and the oath families are extraordinary people, and their control over the political situation and their sensitivity are far beyond ordinary people.

They certainly did not understand such a strange scene before.

However, with Tariq's opening, many of them also woke up.

Especially the members of the oath family, they themselves coveted the ruling status of the imperial royal family, and they did a lot of dirty things in the past few years.

It's just that because of the defeat of the Borgia family and the death of Guderian in the battle, plus Isadella's breakthrough to the throne, they settled down a little because the situation was stronger than people, and maintained respect and loyalty to the royal family on the surface.

But at this moment, the situation suddenly turned upside down. Although they didn't guess the whole picture like Tariq, as smart people, they could still vaguely see the general outline.

So for a while, many nobles became active.

"Your Majesty, the Golden Tulip Family that I represent, although it does not have a legendary strongman like His Majesty Tariq, has been engaged in the slave trade for a long time and has quite a lot of experience."

Soon, someone stood up and said respectfully to Char in the black flames: "Even if you have seized the empire, if you rashly perform a fire sacrifice among the civilians, it is likely to cause panic and resistance among the people."

"And those slaves and missing people who are helpless and unknown are the best choices for fire sacrifices."

"Yes, our May Eagle Family is the same-"

"Me too!"

...

In the midst of the sound of breaking crutches and pledging allegiance-

Even those members who were originally loyal to the royal family have wavered.

"Your Majesty, Char seems to be in a bit of trouble?"

Diris leaned close to Isadella's ear and whispered softly.

She naturally would not believe the nobles' speculation that Char was the offspring of the evil god.

As a woman who had used "Dream Creation" on Char, Diris knew very clearly what kind of grand and clear dream the young man had in his heart.

The heart of the succubus princess was also touched by the "utopia of independence from the world" and was shaken.

However, the current situation is indeed a bit wrong.

Char can't be the son of God... but the possibility that he was bewitched by the Lord of Ashes with pollutants and corrupted into his believers is real.

"No, I know that's him."

"He is the real Char, and the one I'm waiting for."

In the entire hall, only Isadella's figure remained motionless.

She inserted the golden holy sword in front of herself and stared blankly at the figure standing in the black flames with her beautiful red eyes, with a little nostalgia.

When the Queen of the Empire looks like this, in the eyes of others, she naturally looks like she has a psychological breakdown.

There is no way, after all, the lover you love suddenly stands on the side of your enemy and betrays you, no one will feel good about it.

only--

Such thoughts just occurred.

next moment.

"Sure enough, no matter how many times I see them, I still feel sick because of their clumsy appearance."

"The May Eagle family, if I remember correctly, it should be Gawain's mother clan, right?"

"If that gorilla saw the ugly face of his descendants involved in the slave trade, then I guess he would be so angry that he would crawl out of his grave."

Calm words came from the black flames.

Not very loud.

However, those nobles who were originally passionate and wanted to join the Ashes Lord's camp to seek greater interests - their loyal movements were frozen in place.

Char was bathed in flames and stepped out step by step in the sea of ​​black flames.

He did not look at the groveling nobles, but fixed his eyes on the silver-haired princess in front of him, no, the queen.

"It's really disgusting to me."

"If we kill them all, it won't have any impact on you and the royal family's rule, right?"

Hearing Char's words.

A faint smile suddenly appeared on Isadella's frosty plain white face.

"Of course, they are just some grassroots. In the fantasy zone, they are the first ones to be eliminated."

"Kill, then kill."

"That's good."

Char responded casually.

next moment.

The ocean transformed by the black flame suddenly surged.

Carrying an unparalleled mystery, in an instant, it swallowed up all the nobles who had previously been loyal to the wall.

In front of the black flame that originated from the skull of a false god and could burn even a demigod——

Ordinary extraordinary beings didn't even have time to struggle or cry out, so they were quietly annihilated in the flames that swallowed the light, and were burned into the most basic magic factors.

The only one who persisted longer was Tariq.

He is an established legend after all.

Even though he was burned by the black flames, and every grain of flesh and blood was burned to ashes under the terrifying high temperature, he still managed to maintain his self-awareness.

"From beginning to end, have you been... lying to me?"

All the skin and flesh disappeared, leaving only a skull opening its mouth in the black flames, letting out a hoarse scream.

"Yes, I was the one who gave you the oracle from the beginning."

"How's it going? Are you surprised or surprised?"

"you--"

The skull struggled and squirmed a few times, as if there was some kind of strong unwillingness and resentment that was supporting the damaged remains to stay in the world.

But soon, the black flame broke through the limitations of the divine body and burned into the soul.

Along with the hissing sound, the scorching black flames took everything to another world.

…

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

In a world burned by black flames, only the sound of high heels stepping on the ground echoed.

Isadella walked towards Chara step by step.

She took off the tie between her hair, and her long silver hair, which was originally styled into a ponytail, was now draped behind her shoulders like a waterfall, fluttering slightly in the hot wind of the fire.

The queen, wearing a dark military uniform, came to Chara.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

She raised her head and looked at the black-haired boy in front of her carefully with her beautiful red eyes.

Although it was only three months in real time, as the master of the holy sword and the former king of the fantasy zone, Isadella could naturally detect the mark of time on the boy's body that had become much thicker.

"You were there, after about ten years?"

"Yeah." Xia Ya nodded.

He thought for a while: "To be more precise, it is ten years, one month and three days."

"That's really a shame. I didn't expect that your childhood sweetheart would fall behind for so long without paying attention."

Isadella smiled: "It seems that we can only redouble our pursuit after this."

At this moment, Xia Ya's mental power was keenly aware of the faint mysterious ripples behind him.

And then the dusk spreads, covering all the night in the distance.

Also, the white cat peeking out in the dim night.

This white cat is extremely familiar to Char.

Blue Silver Witch - Sylvia's spiritual incarnation.

It can also be understood that it is Sylvia's true eye left in the imperial capital.

She left real eyes in all the major human cities in the Western Continent where Char could appear, just to be able to know the exact news of Char's return as soon as possible.

At this moment, he noticed the changes that happened in the palace, especially the appearance of that familiar aura. Naturally, the white cat couldn't wait to peep over.

When he saw Char's figure, the joyful mental fluctuations immediately emanated from the white cat.

However, the next moment.

It seemed as if he was not aware of the Blue Silver Witch's prying eyes at all.

A sly look suddenly flashed across Isadela's red eyes.

She tiptoed slightly.

Then, the soft and cold touch spread across Char's lips.

After dozens of seconds, they separated.

"No matter what, welcome back."

"My swordsman, and my husband."

"And..."

Isadela extended her white fingers to caress Char's face, her voice slightly raised.

She spoke in a voice that could be heard by the white cat that was peeking out at dusk.

"When do you think the wedding of the empress of the empire should be held?"