Huh? Are they all real?

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

When Moen felt that his legs were almost numb from standing.

The princess let him go carefully.

But even so, the princess still held one of his hands tightly.

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

Moen had no thoughts at all, and the only thing left was guilt.

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

Ansha looked up at Moen, nodded and shook her head again.

Moen knew what she meant.

She had a lot of things to say to him, but it was no longer necessary.

Because he was back.

Moen sighed, then gently raised his hand and placed it on the top of Ansha's head.

Slowly stroking Ansha's soft hair, he said:

"It's been twenty years."

Ansha didn't speak again, just nodded slightly.

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

But when she really saw him, she found that she didn't want to say anything.

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

Such time seems to never be enough.

Morn could see Ansha's thoughts, but now he had to deal with important matters first.

The reason why Morn chose to come here was not for anything else, but to tell Emperor Ansha Doyle about it.

He knew that only this place must be out of reach of everyone, and at the same time, he could find Ansha immediately.

"Your Majesty."

"Ansha."

"Hmm?"

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

"Call me Ansha."

Whether it's your Majesty or student.

These are too alien.

This is not what she wants, she wants a more natural distance.

Under her gaze, Morn quickly chose to compromise:

"Okay, Ansha."

This title made Ansha narrow her eyes slightly, like a cat who finally got the dried fish she had been thinking about.

At the same time in Khazad-dum.

Ai'er, who was still fighting late at night, sneezed for no reason.

After taking a strange look at the room, Ai'er continued to bury his head in the mountains of documents.

How did Moen solve all these things back then?

Ah, I'm getting more and more irritated!

Ai'er, who thought he was finally tired of the documents, angrily rang the bell.

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

After eating the sundae, Ai'er had the motivation to continue fighting.

'Seeing how hard I work, Moen will definitely praise me, right? '

'Really reliable, Ai'er! It's really right to hand over the South Territory to you! '

Just thinking about it, Ai'er was very happy.

In the imperial capital, Moon, who was still held by Ansha, asked:

"I want to ask you something, Imperial Capital, have you noticed something wrong?"

Queen Ansha looked at Moon with a little surprise:

"Teacher, I don't quite understand what you mean."

"I mean, have you noticed that there are still some unknown forces hidden 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 quite know what you are talking about."

Moen considered the language and said:

"It is the power of another emperor."

Ansha looked at Moon more and more strangely:

"Teacher, I don't quite understand."

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

This sentence made the queen frown deeply, even if it was said by her teacher.

She still felt unbelievable.

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

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

"Contas Westeros is dead. I sent him away personally."

I bumped into him right after I came back. I don't know whether to say it's 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 dark.

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

She is Sequence One, the closest to God, and she knows how terrible God is.

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

After doing all this, Ansha said:

"But teacher, this is still wrong. Now I am the only one who has the Glory Angel of the Empire."

The Queen obviously knew the ceremony of becoming a god through the Glory Path.

But it was because she knew it that she was surprised.

At this stage, in her cognition, there were no conditions for her to become a god through this path.

Moen said:

"I checked the historical materials and found that Emperor Doyle died suddenly, so he did not pass the throne to anyone, because he was Sequence One, theoretically an immortal existence."

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

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

Ansha reacted immediately:

"Teacher, do you think he wants to play a word game and use different emperors of the same empire as the nourishment for becoming a god? But, who else is there?"

Moen nodded and said:

"This is the best possibility I can think of at the moment, but as you can imagine, I don't know how to make up for the missing one."

"Furthermore, Kontath also told me with absolute certainty that he doesn't think Emperor Doyle has prepared any descendants other than you."

"Mysteries abound, Ansa."

Ansha shook her head in confusion and said:

"That's so strange. For so many years, no one has found anything wrong and left no records. This means they have put in a lot of effort for this."

"But now the situation is like this, what 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, Ansa, but I'm sure he will get into trouble in the near future, so I rushed back to remind you. At the same time, I also confirmed another thing."

Moen took out the mirror with roses as its main carving from his backpack.

After blowing a gentle breath, the small part of the Shadow City that Morn walked through appeared on the mirror.

"The zero-level sealed artifact 0-11 The Last Utopia of the Path of Glory is also in his hands. And this is undoubtedly the application of this sealed artifact."

0-11 The last utopia.

This is the manifestation of the uniqueness of the path to glory.

Looking at the mirror that Moen took out, Ansha just took a look and said with certainty:

"This is the initial appearance of the imperial capital. There is an oil painting on the corridor behind the palace chapel that depicts this. It was painted by Emperor Doyle when he first ascended the throne."

"It seems that it is indeed Emperor Doyle. So Ansa, do you have anything on your mind?"

Emperor Doyle and Ansa are different from themselves and Kontath.

Not to mention that he is a player, Kontath's bloodline has been cut off long ago. He and the modern Trajan were just strangers with the same last name.

But Ansa is undoubtedly the direct blood descendant of Emperor Doyle.

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

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

But Ansha looked at Moen strangely and said:

"If he wants to take back his empire, then I should naturally give it to him with both hands, because it all comes from him."

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

Seeing Ansha's reaction, Moen nodded slightly and said:

"If you think so, I feel relieved. I'm really worried that you won't be able to overcome this hurdle."

Ansha smiled and shook her head:

"Teacher, since he has been alive, it means that he has turned a blind eye to everything that has happened to this country for so many years. He has already told me through history."

"Said he doesn't care about this country, nor does he care about us so-called descendants. And it's been thousands of years, and I don't have any feelings for him."

"I must have had respect for the founding father before, but now, I don't even have respect anymore."

"Those who only love themselves are not qualified to be respected and loved by others."

"Teacher, you taught me this!"

After hearing this, Moen looked away a little guiltily.

Players have always loved only themselves.

Even all the actions of the players are in service of their own interests.

Only now the game is no longer a game.

He also gradually faced everything seriously.

After coughing, Moen said:

"It's great that you think so. You're right. Since he doesn't love you, then you have no reason to love him."

As he said that, Moen glanced at the top of his head guiltily. Fortunately, today was not a double moon day.

After coughing again, Moen asked with Ansha's slightly worried eyes:

"What about others?"

Ansha smiled again:

"Teacher, this is my country, and his time has ended long ago."

Moen was a little embarrassed to be talked about. Although he was guilty of changing the topic, this question was indeed quite strange when he thought about it carefully.

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

Ansa is not a tyrant.

"In this case, there will be many fewer channels through which he can make trouble."

"The southern territory is in my hands. You have basically successfully taken back the remaining six Dukes' fiefdoms. Plus, no news has been leaked for so many years."

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

At the end of the sentence, Moen looked at Ansha and said:

"Then there should be only one way for him to succeed, and that is to directly rely on his level zero sealed artifact to kill you forcefully."

But what made Moen a little unexpected was:

"Teacher, that girl, who is the girl you handed over to the South?"

There will be more for a while. You can go to bed first and watch it in the morning.