only god

Chapter 137 Inheriting the Story of the Logosians

Queen Isis supported her son to inherit the throne at an extremely fast speed.

The speed was unbelievably fast, the situation in the kingdom changed suddenly, and the nobles and ministers had not yet experienced the death of the king, and the queen took the crown of Uldun and put it on the head of his son.

Before the crown prince took the throne, no one doubted the relationship between the king's death and the queen, but after the crown prince took the throne, no one dared to guess the entanglement.

Because Queen Isis took over the power of the kingdom.

She seemed to be prepared for the death of the king. In a blink of an eye, the noble ministers who were valued by the queen filled the entire court. After her son's throne was stabilized, Queen Isis began to eliminate dissidents.

Among them was the prime minister of Ibia.

Above the palace, the guards escorted Prime Minister Ibia to kneel before the throne.

Prime Minister Ibia looked at the throne with a pale face. An ignorant boy under ten years old was wearing a crown that was too wide. His age was too young to match the throne he was sitting on.

And beside the throne, stood the beautiful and moving Queen Isis.

The prime minister of Ibia was trembling and dared not look directly at the woman.

In his eyes, Queen Isis was more like the person sitting on the throne than the son of Uldun on the throne.

"Prime Minister Ibia, your despicable deeds are well known to everyone, and they are beyond words."

Queen Isis smiled slightly, and easily listed the crimes of Prime Minister Ibia,

"First of all, you corrupted the law and used the food and grass from the treasury to build a temple in your name. It is prophesied that if God sees this scene, He will definitely leave you.

Secondly, you used your power for personal gain. In the court, because of your recommendation, countless cystic worms were able to serve the king and cause chaos in the court.

In the end, you go on with your gossip, presenting a lowly male favorite to my husband, our honorable former king, and let him bewitch the former king, so as to ensure your position in the kingdom! "

When it came to the last charge, Queen Isis's tone was obviously aggravated, and her articulation became clearer.

Ibia's obese body trembled in the court. He never imagined that the young and healthy King Uldun would suddenly die one day and turn into a stone statue.

Moreover, before he could react, Queen Isis let her son ascend the throne directly and took over the power of the kingdom.

All of this is so logical, without the slightest omission.

Queen Isis's sophisticated means are too well-known. Under such circumstances, even if Ibia is the prime minister, she cannot shake Queen Isis' rule.

"From now on, the king will deprive you of your position as prime minister and all your property, and your family and servants will all be imprisoned and await the king's release."

Queen Isis made the final decision without giving Prime Minister Ibia a chance to argue.

Then, she glanced at her young son.

The newly enthroned king nodded and waved his hand, indicating that he had no objection.

In this way, the Ibia family changed from a glorious prime minister's family to a heinous prisoner overnight.

Casas, the prime minister's son, and a group of servants including Norn were thrown into prison together.

And Ibia couldn't even make any resistance, let alone any defense. On the day he was thrown into prison, no noble minister in the court dared to defend Prime Minister Ibia.

Of course, there is a reason why Prime Minister Ibia acted despicably.

But the more important reason is that,
Before the prime minister of Ibia, Queen Isis cut off the ministers who could threaten her in a very short period of time by means of resolute measures.

The queen of Isis is now in charge of all the power of the kingdom, and everything is under her control.

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in prison.

Norn hugged his legs, staring blankly at the prison door in front of him.

On the day when he was arrested and taken to prison, everything happened so suddenly that before he knew what happened, the guards who rushed over bound his hands and put him in a carriage.

After coming to the prison, I learned from the jailer's few words that it was Queen Isis who put them in prison.

There were hundreds of slaves in the Ibia family, and the prisons in the capital could not meet the demand. Queen Isis had to order some of them to be locked up in the cells, while the rest were locked up in some vacant mansions.

Whether it was luck or misfortune, Norn happened to be the one being held in the cell.

Being imprisoned, he panicked at first, but fortunately, there were his acquaintances in the prison.

old priest.

He was held in solitary confinement in the opposite cell.

Norn sat in front of the cell door, looking at the old priest opposite.

"Norn...it's you."

The old priest looked disheveled with disheveled hair.

Apparently, long before Norn was thrown into prison, he was ordered by the Queen to be imprisoned here.

Queen Isis forbade any noble ministers from approaching the cell on the grounds of preventing the old priest from deceiving the public.

Therefore, except for the jailers and prisoners, no one can hear the old priest's defense and understand the old priest's grievances.

In the first few days, the old priest was very anxious to tell the queen's conspiracy, but after he realized that what he had done was useless, he gave up struggling.

Feeling guilty about his brother, he trusted his niece and killed the king.

Now, the old priest will be sentenced to death.

"Old priest... did you really kill the king?"

Norn looked at the old priest and asked in disbelief.

In his impression, the old priest would never be such a person.

The old priest smiled wryly, and said:

"It's not me, it's the queen."

"What, what's going on?!"

Norn asked in surprise.

"Norn... It's a long story. I can only tell you that the witch was brought by the queen, and everything is the queen's conspiracy."

When the old priest spoke, his voice seemed weak.

The norn knew only half of why, but he chose to take the old priest's word for it.

"Old priest, what should we do now? Can you go out from here and accuse everyone of the queen's conspiracy?!"

The old priest couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

This young man's thinking is too whimsical.

"It's useless, Norn, no one believes me, they all saw me bring the witch to the king, and they all saw the queen crying in front of the stone statue.

And now, I heard from the jailers that the Crown Prince has ascended the throne, and Queen Isis has taken over the power of the kingdom. My guilt is so firmly established that death is not far away from me. "

When the old priest spoke later, his voice weakened a lot, obviously he no longer had any hope of clearing up his grievances.

Norn listened blankly to the words of the old priest.

This simple boy never thought that things could be so complicated.

Seeing Norn's expression, the old priest smiled wryly.

In this prison, the old priest told the jailers more than once what happened to him.

But most of the guards did not believe his words.

Even the few who believed dared not release the old priest from prison—that would be a capital offense.

Gradually, the old priest stopped trying to tell the truth and became silent.

Telling so many inside stories now is all because of seeing Norn.

"How did you get caught?"

The old priest glanced at the opposite cell, and besides Norn, he saw many acquaintances.

This surprised him.

"We... were all thrown into prison by the queen."

Norn lowered his head and said softly:
"The queen judged...Ibia, the crimes of Ibia's master."

The old priest suddenly realized.

The Essia favored by the king was presented by Prime Minister Ibia.

Now that Queen Isis is regent, it is natural to cut Ibia from the court.

"It seems that our luck is not very good."

The old priest smiled wryly.

Norn didn't know what to say.

At this moment, he felt genuinely flustered.

"Old priest... what will happen to you? I... what will happen to me?"

Norn asked in fear.

The old priest stared at the young man in front of him, and said softly:
"I...I will be executed, and no one can save me.

As for you, child, there may be a chance for you.

You are just a slave, not a nobleman. After Prime Minister Ibia is sentenced, you may be sold to others as an ownerless slave. "

When Norn heard this, his heart settled down a little.

But after a while, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

What should Casas do, he still wants to live with this little master who is like a brother.

The old priest seemed to have noticed what Norn was thinking, and after thinking for a moment, he sighed helplessly.

"Nuen... If you can survive, it is already the best ending."

The old priest didn't want to lie to the young man, so he could only comfort him in this way.

Norn nodded blankly, and sat down in front of the prison door.

"I can't do anything."

he murmured.

Heartfelt helplessness filled his limbs.

Perhaps because of meeting acquaintances, in the next few days, the old priest, who was originally desperate, gradually became more angry.

Now that his own death has not yet come, the old priest will tell the legends to the slaves who believe in the supreme god according to the past days.

"The world's first prophet, he and his eldest son Alesto got into a canoe, and in the blink of an eye, they were taken to the sea by God."

The slaves, including the norn, listened fascinated.

Even those slaves who had never been in contact with the master were attracted by the stories told by the old priest and approached the cell one after another.

"At that time, no one had ever seen the sea. Jalesto was stunned. He lamented that there is such a big lake in this world!"

The voice of the old priest was full of passion, and he poured his emotions into every word.

"And at this time...

God came over.

He came across the water. "

Norn listened to this narrative in surprise, and couldn't help asking:

"Won't God fall into the water?"

"Won't,"

The old priest couldn't help but laugh,
"Only man falls into the water, but God walks on the water."

For several days, the old priest was telling the story of "Book of Kings and Prophets" to the slaves in the prison.

His vivid language added a touch of color to the dull cell, and gradually pulled the slaves back from their panic.

There are even many slaves who originally believed in Cargaus, moved by the voice of the old priest, converted to the Lord in his mouth, or believed in two gods at the same time.

Listening to the myths and legends told by the old priest every day has become a common pleasure for the slaves.

And the old priest devoted great enthusiasm to this.

However, the young man named Nuoen could hear the urgency of the old man from his enthusiastic voice.

In the middle of the night, after most people fell asleep, Norn crept to the prison door.

The old priest was still awake when he noticed the norn.

"what happened?"

"Old priest... You seem to be very urgent... Urgently want to tell us about that period of history."

Norn asked hesitantly.

The old priest didn't expect Norn to be so keen, and after a wry smile, he nodded slowly.

"Yes, Norn, I'm in a hurry."

He paused and continued:

"I am about to be executed, and the "Book of Kings and Prophets" will fall back into the queen's hands and be dusted again."

"Norn, I can see that ending."

"But I can't just leave it like this. I have to let that period of history be passed down. I want to tell you about it, and I want you to keep it in your heart, forever and ever."

Norn was stunned.

The old priest stared at Norn and said softly:

"Only in this way will our faith not be forgotten,
Only in this way, even if the history books are dusty again, that period of history will not be dusty!
And this is the last thing I can do for the Lord. "

Norn didn't know what to say for a while, he never thought that the old priest's narration day after day would actually shoulder such a great mission.

The old priest's old eyes were shining brightly at this moment.

"Noen, I don't know, I don't know if you are willing to devote yourself to this belief at this moment."

His voice was clearly so weak, but Norn could hear the firmness of will,

"But I beg you, please remember the history I told,
after my death,

I implore you to pass on the story of the Logosians. "

(End of this chapter)