Chapter 137 Teacher, who is that girl? (3k)

The princess hugged her teacher tightly and cried for a long time.

By the time Moon felt his legs were going numb from standing.

The princess then carefully let him go.

But even so, the princess still held his hand tightly.

Looking at Ansha, who was as timid and fearful as a frightened little animal.

Moon had lost all his thoughts, the only thing left was guilt.

"Is there anything else you want to say to me?"

Ansha looked up at Moon, nodded, and then shook her head.

Morn knew what she meant.

She had many, many things she wanted to say to herself, but there was no need to do so anymore.

Because I'm back.

Moon sighed, then gently raised his hand and placed it on Ansha's head.

Slowly stroking Ansha's soft hair, he said:

"Twenty years."

Ansha didn't say anything else, just nodded slightly.

She thought she would have a lot to say when she saw the teacher again.

But when she actually met him, she found that she didn't want to say anything.

She just wanted to quietly enjoy this quiet and beautiful time.

There never seems to be enough time like this.

Moon could see what Ansha was thinking, but he still had to deal with important matters first.

The reason why Moon chose to come here was nothing else but to tell Emperor Ansador about the matter.

He knew that this was the only place that was out of reach of everyone and at the same time would allow him to find Ansha immediately.

"His Majesty."

"Ansa."

"Ok?"

The princess finally spoke. She held Morn's hand seriously, looked up at his eyes and said:

"Call me Ansha."

Whether it is Your Majesty or the students.

These are all too alien.

This is not what she wants. What she wants is a more natural and close distance.

Under her gaze, Moon quickly chose to compromise:
"Okay, Ansha."

This name made Ansha narrow her eyes slightly, just like a cat that finally got the dried fish it had been longing for.

At the same time in Khazad-dum.

Ai'er, who was still working late into the night, sneezed for no reason.

After taking a strange look at the room, Ai'er continued to bury himself in the mountain of documents.

How did Moon solve all these problems back then?
Ah, I'm getting more and more annoyed!

Thinking that he had finally grown tired of official documents, Al angrily rang the bell.

Looking at the maid who came in, Al asked for a cream strawberry sundae for himself.

After eating the sundae, Al finally had the motivation to keep fighting.

"Seeing how hard I work, Morn will definitely praise me, right?"

"You are so reliable, Al! It is absolutely the right decision to leave the South Territory to you!"

Just thinking about it makes Ai'er extremely happy.

In the imperial capital, Moon, whose hand was still held by Ansha, asked:
"I want to ask you something, Huangdu, did you notice something wrong?"

Queen Ansha looked at Moon with a slightly strange look:
"Teacher, I don't quite understand what you mean."

"I mean, have you noticed any unknown forces lurking in this imperial capital?"

"Teacher, there have always been forces lurking in the imperial capital. If you just describe it like this, I don't really understand what you are talking about."

After considering his words, Moon said:
"It's the power of another emperor."

Ansha looked at Moon with more and more surprise:
"Teacher, I don't quite understand."

"Emperor Doyle, I have definite evidence that Emperor Doyle is still alive. Moreover, he should want to offer you as a sacrifice so that he can become a god."

These words made the queen frown deeply, even though it was said by her teacher.

She still found it unbelievable.

"Teacher, are you sure? Or are you really talking about Baratheon Doyle?"

"Yes, that is him, Baratheon Doyle, the founder of this country. From what I know so far, he is still alive. The original seven princes are still alive as well. Ah, now there are only six left."

"Contas Westeros is dead. I sent him away with my own hands."

I ran into him just as I came back. I don’t know whether to say this is good or bad luck for Contas.

"Also, they should be cooperating with the Pure White Dynasty."

The golden halo instantly covered the entire courtyard, but from the outside, the manor inside was still pitch black.

This is the power of glory. The moment Ansha heard the words of the Pure White Dynasty, she fell silent.

She is Sequence One, the being closest to God, and she knows very well how terrifying God is.

The more relevant, the more likely it is to be detected because of a character that is only vaguely related.

After doing all this, Ansha said:
“But teacher, this is still not right. Now I am the only Angel of Glory in the Empire.” The Queen obviously also knew the ceremony of becoming a god through the Path of Glory.

But precisely because she knew that, she felt strange.

At this stage, she does not understand that there are any conditions that would allow her to become a god through this path.

Moen said:

"I looked up some historical records and found that Emperor Doyle died suddenly, so he didn't pass the throne to anyone. Because he was Sequence One, he was theoretically immortal."

"Whether or not the crown prince is appointed depends entirely on his mood."

"The succeeding emperor did not abolish his throne, so in theory, this is your empire as well as his."

Ansha reacted immediately:
"Teacher, do you think he wants to play word games and use different emperors of the same empire as nutrients for becoming a god? But who else?"

Moen nodded and said:

"This is the biggest possibility I can think of right now, but as you can imagine, I don't know how to make up for the missing other him."

"Moreover, Kantas also told me with absolute certainty that he did not think that Emperor Doyle had prepared any descendants other than you."

"It's a mystery, Ansha."

Ansha shook her head in confusion and said:

"That's really strange. From ancient times to now, no one has discovered anything wrong and left any records. This means they have made great efforts for this."

"But now the situation is like this again, what exactly does he want to do?"

It felt like Emperor Doyle had finally gone mad.

But he's obviously not crazy, which is strange.

"I don't know either, Ansha, but I'm sure he will make trouble soon, so I came back to remind you. At the same time, I also confirmed another thing."

Moon took out the mirror with roses as the main decoration from his backpack.

After blowing gently, the small part of Shadow City that Moon had passed through appeared on the mirror.

"The Level 0 Seal of the Path of Glory, 11-, the Last Utopia, is also in his hands. And this is undoubtedly the application of this seal."

0-11 The last utopia.

This is the manifestation of the uniqueness of the Path of Gloriousness.

Looking at the mirror that Moon took out, Ansha only took a glance and said with certainty:
"This is what the Imperial Capital looked like when it first appeared. There is an oil painting of this in the corridor behind the Imperial Palace Chapel. It was painted when Emperor Doyle first ascended the throne."

"Then it seems that it is indeed Emperor Doyle. So Ansha, are you worried about something?"

Emperor Doyle and Ansha, this is different from himself and Kantas.

Not only was he a player, but the bloodline of Kantas had long been cut off. He and the current Trajan were just strangers with the same surname.

But Ansha is undoubtedly the direct descendant of Emperor Doyle.

There has never been any problem with the inheritance of the Baratheon royal bloodline.

And now, it was equivalent to telling Ansha that her ancestors had never loved them, their descendants.

But Ansha looked at Moen strangely and said:
"If he wants to take back his empire, then I should naturally offer it to him, because all of this came from him."

"But if he wants to take my life, then I must resist to the end. There is no love for his offspring in his eyes, so why should I have any concerns about this?"

Seeing Ansha's reaction, Moon nodded slightly and said:
"I feel relieved if you think so. I am really worried that you can't get over this hurdle."

Ansha smiled and shook her head:
"Teacher, since he has been alive, it means that he has been a bystander to everything that this country has suffered for so many years. He has already told me this through history."

"He said he didn't care about this country, or us, his so-called descendants. And it's been thousands of years, and I don't have any feelings for him."

"I definitely had respect for the founder of a country before, but now, I don't even have respect for him."

"People who only love themselves are not worthy of being loved by others."

"Teacher, you taught me this!"

Hearing this, Moon looked away feeling a little guilty.

Players only love themselves.

Even all the player's actions are in the service of their own interests.

Only now the game isn't a game anymore.

He also gradually began to face everything.

After coughing, Moon said:
"It's great that you think this way. You're right. Since he doesn't love you, then there's no reason for you to love him."

As he spoke, Moon looked up guiltily again. Fortunately, today was not a double moon day.

After coughing again, Moen asked in front of Ansha's slightly worried eyes:

"And what about the others?"

Ansha smiled again:

"Teacher, this is my country. His time has long ended."

Moon felt a little embarrassed by what he said. Although he was trying to change the subject out of guilt, this question was indeed quite strange when he thought about it carefully.

How could a long-dead emperor possibly compete with the current monarch for power?

Ansha is not a tyrant.

"In this way, he will have fewer channels to make trouble."

"The southern border is in my hands, and you have basically successfully recovered the fiefs of the remaining six dukes. In addition, no news has leaked out over the years."

"It means that he probably hasn't cultivated any other forces."

At the end, Moen looked at Ansha and said:
"Then there should be only one way for him to succeed, and that is to kill you directly with his own zero-level seal."

But what surprised Moon was:

"Teacher, who is that girl you delivered to the South Territory?"

　There will be more in a while, you can go to sleep first and watch it in the morning
　　
　
(End of this chapter)