Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 826 Stud
Xingti, Leipzig. Prince Szijjártó's residence.

A brown-haired middle-aged man with a stern and handsome face was talking to Prince Szijjártó.

"In that case, then let's settle it first. If necessary, we need you to be the king first."

The middle-aged man spoke in a low and calm voice: "Anyway, having a 'Valentine' is better than having none. The people will at least feel more at ease. The Army Department will support you, and the Society will support you. The Association has not yet selected a supporter, but at least it will not oppose you... Let's talk about the opinion of the Spirit Tower. They don't seem like the kind of people who would take action in such an occasion.

"In that case, the only ones who might interfere with you are probably the Sons of the Moon. As for the departments controlled by the Sons of the Moon, such as finance, diplomacy, and the navy, they are of no direct help in resolving the current situation. We will send people to protect you, Your Highness, and you don't have to worry too much about their decapitation operations."

He said so, thought for a moment and added: "In fact, by mid-May at the latest, the situation in Xingtan will gradually stabilize. But if we let Xingtan continue to be in such chaos, what we will recover in May will only be a ruin. No one wants to see such an ending... Maybe some people will, but at least we won't.

"Chaos breeds new chaos, death breeds new death, but order and new life will also be born from chaos and death. The great misfortune that the Star Antimony faces now is also a great blessing - when the trial of fire is over, gold will shine brightly. The Star Antimony will eventually be reborn, rising high and shining. Just as the mortal will eventually become the Star Antimony."

...The implication is, am I that "ordinary person"?

Szijjártó's heart sank slightly, but he couldn't say anything.

After all, he lacked talent - even among Alfonso's many children, his ability was at best mediocre.

But it was also because of this that the society came to find him after the situation in Xingti fell into complete chaos.

Because if he had no support, he would never have been able to sit on the throne. As the saying goes, icing on the cake is not as good as helping someone in need. Now, what they want to choose is a good heir and a monarch who is easier to control.

——Anyway, we didn’t do it first.

The Moon Child did it too!

Because the Son of the Moon has done this, others have ambitions to follow suit.

"...Yes, Master Walter."

Although Prince Szijjártó had a lot on his mind, he did not show it.

He nodded slightly and agreed: "I will try my best to cooperate with your plan. Everything is for Xingti."

The calm temperament made the middle-aged man nod with satisfaction.

Just as he was about to say goodbye politely, Master Walter's eyes suddenly looked towards a corner.

He turned around and gave Prince Szijjártó a meaningful look: "It seems that you have already made plans... I really made the right decision to come here."

When Prince Szijjártó saw Master Walter off, when he turned around again, he suddenly saw Master Honey Badger there.

"...Did Master Walter see you?"

Prince Szijjártó was a little worried.

He knew the strength of Master Honey Badger - she was a fifth-level assassin, and there was no adapter in the entire Star Antimony who could match her.

"I wanted him to sense it on purpose."

The honey badger, who was leaning against the wall with his arms folded across his chest, shook his head without any nervousness: "Otherwise, even if I put a knife on his neck, he might not be able to find me."

Hawkeye, who was born as a master assassin, has such confidence.

Although not all fifth-level creatures can be restrained or killed by her, there are also types that can restrain assassins.

But the demon incarnations are obviously not among them - their bodies are too fragile, and their perception is not as strong as that of priests and hunters, not to mention those extraordinary people on the path of beauty.

The survival ability of these demon incarnations basically depends on the mop catching shit... because if they are killed, the demons restrained in the body will break free and go crazy, but the upper-level phantom demons are not so easy to deal with.

——Do you dare to kill me? I don’t care. The devil incarnation can be considered half of me. If you dare to kill me, let’s die together. I won’t lose anything if I exchange half of me for you.

That is why Master Walter was not afraid at all when he realized that Prince Szijjártó had a fifth-level assassin. The honey badger slightly raised one leg and stepped on the wall behind him.

Where the wall behind her met her shoes, shadowy black ripples appeared from time to time.

The beautiful woman chuckled, and her body seemed to sink into cement, slowly sinking into the shadow formed by the wall behind her. Her voice gradually changed from clear to dull: "Let those who learn from it know that you are not so easy to control...

"Recruiting a fifth-level assassin means that this prince probably has some ideas."

"Where's Miss Aleister?"

Prince Szijjártó said to the empty wall, "I have something I want to ask her."

"…She is preparing for an important ceremony."

After a moment of silence, the honey badger's voice rang out again, as if it had floated up from the bottom of the sea and became clear in an instant: "If you have anything to say, I can ask her for you."

"I want to know... why is Master Walter so sure that Xingti will get better in May?"

Szijjártó frowned, “Master Walter said that the Snake Father is affecting the entire world… Three Celestial Officials have been born this month, and there may be more next month. That means the variables that affect the entire world will continue to increase, and all plans will be disrupted.

"No matter how I deduce, I feel that the situation in Xingti will become more and more chaotic... It is even very likely to spread from Xingti to other countries, and eventually plunge the entire world into chaos. I don't know what I have overlooked, so I want to borrow Miss Aleister's wisdom."

"…You are really perceptive."

Aleister’s childish and clear voice came slowly: “But your deduction is correct, Szijjártó. The world will inevitably become chaotic... Those people’s foolish plans are just to seek promotion by taking advantage of this chaos.

"But their plan will fail in the end. Perhaps because of arrogance, perhaps because of stupidity, or perhaps..."

She now turned back into Aleister, took off her ceremonial gloves, and slowly walked down the stairs.

She threw the glove casually into the corner, and a hand of the honey badger reached out from the shadows and caught it in mid-air.

"… Maybe it's out of cowardice."

Aleister said meaningfully.

Will everything be resolved by waiting until May?
That's like saying, "Once the [Tail Ring] ritual is completed, everything will be fine!"

But do those demonologists really not understand that there might be a problem?
I'm afraid not necessarily.

Now the secret of the ceremony has begun to spread, and it has become a hot topic... After all, it is necessary to attract foreign transcendents to come together. Since it is abroad, there is no way to restrain the other party from talking nonsense. Now more and more people have known this secret, and the Church must know it too.

However, the Theocracy did not send anyone to stop them.

This incident was enough to make them hesitate.

——But at this point, they can no longer stop.

The Stars were already in chaos. If they had not gained some transcendent power from the Tail Ring Ritual to suppress everything, they would have been gradually dragged into a bloody melee like a meat grinder.

Then treat it as a problem.

Anyway, a transcendent is someone who transcends difficulties and dangers!

"Either win everything or lose nothing. They just chose to play all in on the card table of fate... This is not courage, but it is not a mistake either. It is just that there is no other choice."

Aleister whispered, "It's fate."

(End of this chapter)