Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 821: Death of Valentine VIII

March 26th, Lionheart City.

The news of the Red Prime Minister Peng Bonazzi's death in battle had already been reported back to Lionheart City yesterday.

Those "children" of Pomponazzi were too closely connected with him on the path of love...so they all had some mystical connection based on the path of love, to a greater or lesser extent.

——When Pomponazzi died completely, all his "children" felt the same sensation at the same time.

If it's just one person, it might be an illusion.

But if everyone sensed it at the same time, then it would be unlikely to go wrong...

However, even though the evidence was conclusive, it still took them a whole day to gradually accept this unbelievable fact.

...Father is dead?
Could Pomponazzi actually die?
——That is the strongest child of the moon in the world! A great man who is only half a step away from the legendary realm of "perfect man"!
Could this be another of his pranks, or some kind of conspiracy? Or maybe he has actually died once, but has resurrected again, hiding among us, looking for the child who didn't respect him enough...

When Pomponazzi was alive, they wished he was dead because Pomponazzi was too controlling and violent. They were all big shots in front of outsiders, but they were like children in front of Pomponazzi. He would kick and shove them for no reason, and he might even eat them if something went wrong.

But now that Pomponazzi was really dead, they felt panic again.

Without Pomponazzi, how can they fight against the Ziggurat with the Black Aspect awakened?
To put it another way...Now that the trend of the Moon's Sons' great unification has arrived, the Moon's Sons of Xingtan can be the main body entirely for the sake of Peng Bonanqi's face. But now that Peng Bonanqi is dead, won't they have to serve as slaves for the Moon's Sons in foreign countries? The Moon's Sons there are completely different from these moderates!
The era of the red phase is over, what does this mean?
——It means that the era of Valentine VIII is also coming to an end.

In a panic, they wanted to find Count Leipzig to ask him for an explanation or at least some advice, only to find that he had also disappeared.

Through the positioning of the ritual, they were able to confirm that Count Leipzig was not dead - he had been staying in the ziggurat and was in good health.

Then the Children of the Moon suddenly felt that they had learned the truth.

——Good boy, it’s you who betrayed your father!
After all, in the minds of the Moon Children, the only person who could quickly kill the old ancestor with strong vitality, Pomponazzi, was probably the "Principal" of the Spiritual Tower. And he had just woken up. Necromancer had a restraining effect on the Moon Children. If they were at the same level, under conspiracy and sneak attack, it might be possible to kill Pomponazzi...

As for the motive - it should be that Pomponazzi killed Valentine VII.

In fact, many of them strongly disagreed with Pomponazzi's behavior.

In any case, at least they couldn't attack the king... The elves in the theocracy wouldn't care about the affairs caused by the internal power transition. Therefore, they could only use their own power to prevent the monarch from being assassinated.

Today Pomponazzi killed Valentine VII, so could the demonologists kill Valentine VIII tomorrow? Then the day after tomorrow the alchemists would poison Valentine IX, and finally the necromancers would kill the rest and pack them away, so there would be no Valentine left.

Once the bottom line is broken, the constraints of morality and rules will no longer exist.

When people realize that getting rid of the king is a solution to many problems, the monarch's rule will become unstable. At that time, war and chaos will occur... If the Moon Sons of Iris were happy about this, they would be happy, but they are all believers of the Lord of the Feast... They just want to enjoy themselves and don't want to touch those dangerous things.

They want wealth and pleasure, but don't want to take on work and responsibilities, so they can only depend on the monarch and exist as "aristocrats."

——But even if they know this won’t work, what can they do?

Do they still dare to give advice to Pomponazzi?

If Pomponazzi gets angry, he'll eat you alive.

Just when the Moon Children were in chaos, Professor Odwal Laxmi also learned the news from his lover and friend, Pomponazzi's "daughter" Blood Coral.

“… Pomponazzi is dead?”

Professor Laxmi was stunned.

As a professor at the Ziggurat, he did not receive any information from the Ziggurat - he immediately knew that he was probably abandoned by the Ziggurat.

If nothing unexpected happens... he feels that Peng Bonanzi's death has something to do with him.

It was because he passed on the information that "Aleister was in Leipzig" to Pomponazzi that Pomponazzi rushed to Leipzig. Soon after that, there was no news of the Count of Leipzig and the first Prime Minister Pomponazzi...

Now the Moon Child is in chaos and leaderless, so no one has realized that there is something wrong with him. But I am afraid that this situation will not last long.

——So Professor Laxmi immediately started packing up and prepared to run away.

He didn't have much to bring with him, and most of it was in his suitcase. So he quickly went back to pack his things, then rushed out with his suitcase.

As soon as he went out, he saw Blood Coral leaning quietly against the wall.

She was an extremely beautiful girl who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.

She had long crimson wavy hair, delicate and deep facial features, and her crimson pupils were shining. At this moment, the girl was crossing her arms and looking at him meaningfully.

"What are you going to do?" she asked.

"...I plan to go back to the Spiritual Tower."

Professor Raxmi's face was expressionless and he spoke in his signature calm, low voice.

But he subconsciously clenched the suitcase in his hand——

The handle of the suitcase was made of human thigh bones. Although it lacked the most critical spine and skull, holding the processed leg bones could at least bring out some magic buff effects.

And Blood Coral just sneered: "Really? Are you sure you can go back?"

"The principal has a gentle personality and won't care about these mundane matters. Besides, my actions were approved by the Black Phase."

Professor Laxmi said calmly.

"maybe."

Xue Shanhu said casually: "You may be able to return to the Spirit Tower, but others will soon realize the role you played in your father's death. Some people may be grateful to you, but more people will hate you. And the Son of the Moon is very vindictive.

"Can you guarantee that you will never leave the Spiritual Tower again in your life? If you don't run away now, when they react... the ship will not be safe."

Professor Laxmi was a little surprised when he heard what Blood Coral said.

"'Others'..."

He repeated Blood Coral's words in a low voice.

Professor Laxmi was smart—he immediately realized what Blood Coral was hinting at: "You want to leave Star Antimony?"

"I am very beautiful," Xue Shanhu said without hesitation, "I should be the most beautiful among the Moon Children of Xingti, right?"

"Ah."

Professor Laxmi nodded, and then added: "Perhaps a little worse than Miss Aleister." "...Well, okay."

Xue Shanhu curled his lips unhappily and said directly, "What I mean is, since my father is gone... I don't feel safe staying in Xingbi. My brothers and sisters have been coveting me for a long time; my sister has always been hostile to me. Not to mention the foreign Moon Children... They are too cruel and brutal.

"If it falls into the hands of my brothers and sisters, the worst that can happen is that I will be locked up in the basement. But if it falls into the hands of the Moon Child of Iris, they may brutally execute me.

"Xingti is no longer worth keeping. If you want to run, take me with you. I am also very strong and can protect you as a teammate - by the way, where are you going?"

"...the Dwarven Mountains in the northern continent, the ancient Parthian Empire in the east. Although they are somewhat hostile to necromancers, you can still find work there. Or you can go to the Horus who worship the sun god. They are also good at necromancy. Otherwise, go to the southern continent. There will always be a place to go."

Professor Laxmi said without hesitation: "As long as it's not Avalon or Iris, you can pick one from them."

It was obvious that he had already prepared to run away.

"First, rule out the Parthian Empire and Horus. I don't want to be taken as a slave... The Horus people are not very friendly to the Children of the Moon. Choose between the North and the South."

"Then let's go south," Professor Laxmi replied. "Trolls are easier to deal with than dwarves."

"Okay, let's go."

Xue Shanhu nodded without hesitation and said, "The heavy snow outside is doing me a lot of harm... You protect me as far as the port, and I'll find a boat to take us away. Do you have anyone else you need to take away?"

The face of Paul's child flashed through Professor Laxmi's mind.

He asked hesitantly, "Where's Paul? That boy is your favorite blood servant, right? Aren't you going to take him with you?"

"Are you sure?"

Xue Shanhu looked at him meaningfully and said, "I thought you would want to spend time alone with me... In that case, let's go pick up Paul first. With a child in hand, it will be easier to communicate with the southerners. Those trolls are not that wary of children.

"——If you are stranded on a deserted island and can't find any food, this can serve as your food reserve, right? Necromancer is the art of utilizing corpses, right?"

"I wouldn't do anything like that."

Professor Laxmi said without hesitation.

"Indeed," said Xue Shanhu sarcastically, "After all, you like corpses more than living people. If it weren't for your habit, I wouldn't dare to go with you."

Laxmi said nothing and just walked out with the box.

At this time, the young monarch Valentine VIII was staring blankly at the heavy snow outside the window.

His face was pale.

Just now, he had learned from his mother Louise the news of the death of his "godfather" Pomponazzi.

——No, didn’t you just push me to the position of king?
You died...what would I do?
“The winter nights are long.”

Louise whispered behind him, gently holding Valentine VIII in her arms: "I'm afraid this snow won't stop for a while."

"So what, Mother?"

Valentine VIII's voice trembled slightly.

"This snow contains death energy. Those who die in the snow will turn into undead spirits. We can't fight Narcissus, and even Black Hawk may start a fight... The Spirit Tower probably won't help. Next, we must first solve the problem of the undead disaster in Xingtan, and this may be a very long process."

Louise's voice was gentle and patient: "Without my father's suppression...both the Society and the Association would have some inappropriate thoughts.

"Mom's strength is not that strong, and I can't protect you from so many people. If you want the Moon Child to continue to protect you, I'm afraid you have to pay a price. Mom doesn't care, but you... are still a human after all.

"You are not like us, who can draw strength and stability from that kind of pleasure."

"……so what?"

Valentine VIII sobbed, his voice a little sobbing.

Because he could already feel it—his mother was lying on his back, and her warm breath was already beating on the back of his neck.

It should have been a heartwarming scene, but now it made Valentine VIII feel cold all over.

"Originally, we should have waited a few more days, but now we can't wait any longer. A monarch with many weaknesses has far more negative implications than positive ones..."

As she spoke, Louise gently licked Valentine VIII's neck, just like disinfecting it with alcohol before an injection.

Her pupils shone bright red, and Valentine VIII, with his back to his mother, slowly shed tears.

"Grow up quickly, Lucien... and become a true child of the moon."

She whispered, but there was no sadness in her eyes, but sparkling: "For your own sake, and for the stability of Xingtan -

"Good night, little Lucien. I will wake you up in forty days."

After saying that, she bit Valentine VIII's neck and sucked his blood.

Even when Valentine VIII's limbs twitched and his legs kicked, she did not waver at all.

Louise simply held down her own son until he drank all his blood.

Then she bit her thumb.

"Look after your people, Blood Sky Lord...give them new life, just as I was reborn..."

She recited in a low voice and dripped two drops of blood into Valentine VIII's eyes, then gently closed his open eyes.

"It is now March 26th..."

Louise murmured in a low voice, counting the days with some joy: "After forty nights, the newborn Moon Child will awaken."

Although at that time he could only move at night, could not be exposed to direct sunlight, and had to consume blood and phantoms every day... but in just forty days, he would become a complete Son of the Moon.

"——On May 5th, the king of this country will return to his place."

Louise whispered firmly, "Until then... let me fulfill his duties as king on his behalf."

(End of this chapter)