Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 762: Make Xingtan Great Again

"Since Hong Xiang is so sad, should we comfort him? Then, Your Majesty, what do you think of little Lucien as an heir? Can he inherit the throne?"

The jester Lalo asked with a smile: "That boy... oh, I mean the noble prince, he does have some talent for alchemy - at least he can turn gold coins into copper coins. As long as we work a little harder to reverse his talent, our Xingti will be rich."

The implication was to satirize Lucien's extravagant and wasteful habits, and to remind the king that Lucien, the only heir he had not denied, had a very close relationship with the red phase that Valentine VII hated.

But the king was too lazy to pay attention to old Lalo's sharp tongue.

He shook his head seriously and replied, "I never thought about Lucien, and you know the reason."

After hearing his words, the jester Lalo's expression became serious for a moment.

But soon, the jester turned into a clown with a playful expression: "My respected Majesty, you are really rare this time. Firm and bold... Excuse me, in the fifty years that old Lalo has been with you, this is the longest thing you have persisted in. When you die, I will drink a bottle of good wine to celebrate for you."

"We have been preparing for so long, now we have to do it."

And Valentine VII simply said: "Although this may anger Pomponazzi...but the 'Principal' will stand on our side.

"It just so happens that the incident in Leipzig these past two days will also distract their attention. Let the society fight with the Red Castle... and find a way to add fuel to the fire, Lalo, and let the people from the association get involved."

"Of course, of course. You can trust old Lalo to do the job."

The Fool said with a grin, "If you want them to fight, they will definitely fight. Old Lalo is not good at persuading them to make peace, but he is a master at fanning the flames - but are you really sure? This is your country."

"Xingti needs a disaster."

The old king shook his head calmly: "The Red Phase, the Black Phase, the Association, the Society... They don't take Valentine seriously at all. Do you know what I thought when His Holiness the Pope killed that succubus?"

"You must be thinking - well done, well done!" the clown shouted.

"Well, I almost applaud. What a good boy, he kills right away."

The old king smiled, and his eyes became more wrinkled because of it: "Those people could never have imagined that their great plan would fail like this."

"I think... Your Majesty, you might as well just tell them the secret of the destruction of the Helasar Empire."

"It's useless. They won't believe it. If I stop them from performing the Tail Ring Ceremony, I'm afraid I'll be killed. That's what the Transcendents are like. Dusk, Transcendence, Love... All the disasters left over from the past life are now fulfilled one by one..."

The old king whispered, shrinking back in his chair, looking much smaller, but his old and majestic voice was still calm and rational: "The little queen of Avalon did a good job. If the power is not controlled, it is better to smash it.

"Let them fight. Xingti needs a perfect disaster. I originally planned to start with the goblins, but I didn't expect that this foreshadowing would not be used...

"Then we have to find a way to get rid of them before everything is over, so that we don't have to pay back the money we owe. But once the debt problem is resolved, it will be a bit troublesome to deal with the counterfeit money Heinrich produced."

"Didn't you acquiesce to that? And you said I couldn't do anything about it..."

"Well, I'm planning to use it at this time. If the hole can't be filled in the end, I'll take over his Leipzig to pay off the debt. Or I'll kill him, and the rest of the blame will be his... If the economy stabilizes, I'll issue credit currency, just like the people of Avalon.

"——Let's not talk about that. Anyway, after I kill that 'Louise' in a few days, our plan will officially begin. I'll have to trouble you then."

"Woo, woo, old Lalo is going to burst into tears."

The jester pretended to wipe away the non-existent tears, and his words were still vicious: "Your current queen is the daughter of the Red Prime Minister and his lover. When something happens to his daughter, which father can endure it? When his lover is framed, which man is willing to endure it? Oh, maybe your father can endure it. Or maybe you can endure it too."

"That's what a monarch does, Lalo. Let me give it a try..."

The old man sighed, his eyes so calm that they were almost frozen: "Perhaps I shouldn't have regretted it. After Louise was transformed into the Child of the Moon, the incurable disease would have been cured... If I had continued to transfer the soul preserved by the principal back to her body, perhaps I could have spent the rest of my life with her... What do you think, Lalo?"

"Yes, yes. It is also possible that her soul will be completely polluted and imprisoned in that body, and she will never be able to return to the dream world. Of course, there is another possibility that your beloved queen will live forever, cry bitterly after your death, and then find a new young prince decades later and scream every night."

The clown-like jester spoke in an exaggerated tone and said something extremely bold: "Of course, it may not take decades. Humans are always forgetful, and the Son of the Moon is even more dissolute."

If this were any other monarch, it would be outrageous speech worthy of death.

However, the old man ignored him completely.

His mood seemed to be frozen, and no matter how the other party provoked him, it could only cause a little ripple: "So I have to let her die no matter what. As for my soul, it will stay with Louise's soul forever." "Your Majesty."

The Fool's expression became more serious, and his tone suddenly returned to normal: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. I really don't want to go to the dream world. Louise has waited for me for so long. If we just end up broken together in the long river of the dream world, it would be a bit of an apology for her waiting."

Valentine VII said calmly, with a mixture of bright yellow and dim yellow in his pupils: "It just so happens that my children don't have a suitable successor...

"If we can wake up again, the Eternal King will reign on the planet again. I will be born with Louise in a new body, open the grave and get up, lead my people to overthrow the now hopeless planet, and repeat the great deeds of our ancestors. Rebuild the country on that rotten land.

"The Avalonians have been adhering to the way of authority for so long, yet their regime is stable enough to make the country peaceful and the people safe. The Minister of Trade, whom we tried so hard to bribe, was discovered and executed before he could do anything. The retaliatory attacks by the army were orderly and controllable. The power of authority has made them a truly powerful country.

"On the contrary, the Helasar Empire was so powerful, but due to the fierce conflict of the Nine Great Paths, it continued to fight and consume internally, and eventually fell apart...

"Look at Parthia and Horus. They are similar to us, and they also face the chaos caused by internal factions and the loss of royal power... This is enough to prove that from a national level, the path of the Tao should be refined rather than numerous.

“Take Avalon’s approach as an example—they chose Authority first and Devotion second, while we can choose Balance second and Dusk second.

"Last night's promotion of the Heavenly Master is only the beginning. The era of chaos has arrived, and there will be an endless stream of apostles becoming Heavenly Masters... The principal promised me that the Winter Girl will soon be promoted, and the only thing left is the last step of the ceremony - transforming a mortal monarch into a winter undead.

"By then, although we won't have the protection of the Pillar God, we will have the protection of the Star Antimony people. What we have to do is to cleanse the Transcendence and Love factions... After all, there is nothing that cannot be killed, just a bunch of traitors and monsters."

Without the jester's verbal stimulation, the old king's words and mood became increasingly peaceful.

His voice gradually lost its rhythm, and sounded dead, like an old man telling his grandson a bedtime story. His skin gradually frosted and then melted, and the whites of his eyes turned yellow, like a dying tree: "If they must perform that damned ceremony... then let them die."

"But what if you don't wake up in the end, Your Majesty?"

Lalo finally asked, "Two souls resurrected in one body - this is too far-fetched. Perhaps you want Albert to make you a corpse with two heads?
"——If you can't wake up, what should I do?"

This jester, whose hair was as funny as cauliflower and who was always talking nonsense, now stood with his back straight.

His pupils are clearer and more upright than those of most people on the planet.

"Then you will host the king selection ceremony for me."

Valentine VII answered without hesitation: "I have only one request for you - Valentine VIII must be a sufficiently good Balancer. Although we intend to join the Winter Maiden, there is no need to put the entire Star Antimony on it. That would make us look too cheap and we would be looked down upon."

"Yes, my dear Majesty..."

Lalo bowed deeply, as if he were mourning the body.

But just as he bowed, as if he suddenly thought of something, he tilted his head upwards to look at the old king and asked, "So what you mean is... Lady Freya? There is no alchemist more outstanding than her... and she is quite free."

"The only exception is Lady Freya...her mother is Lady Sprengel."

Valentinus VII said seriously, "That lady is the queen of Valentinus I. Isn't this a mess of generations?"

"Her mother is Lady Kingsford."

Lalo reminded.

"it's the same."

The old king shook his head. "Don't say that. I may not die yet. Seven is the number of authority and was once the number of "strength", while eight is the number of transcendence, which may mean that the eighth Valentine should be a transcendent. If you think about it carefully, this is actually very auspicious - I am both a monarch and a 'Valentine', and I will overthrow and rebuild Xingtan... This can also be regarded as an act of transcendence.

“My actions are in line with the Holy Numbers, and perhaps the Pillar God is willing to see such a future.

"——Let the future Valentine VIII lead Star Antimony to greatness again."

The old king concluded this.

(End of this chapter)