[Slow Travel] Assassin System - Mingguang

The seven-day baptism was over, and the queen's funeral officially began. Until now, the news of her death was finally announced to the outside world.

At this point, the people began to carry out mourning gatherings on a large scale, and the white rose became the theme of the entire royal city for a while. All newspapers and works of art carried the coat of arms of the white rose, and envoys from all over the world brought their condolences. In the afterglow of the empire, her ruler received the highest honor.

Ordinary people have a very high opinion of the queen who has been in power for decades, and their sorrow is much more real than that of the nobles. After all, for ordinary people, as long as the country is strong and the future is promising, then the leader who leads them is Must be a good man worthy of respect.

As the last bloodline of the previous dynasty, Miao Xuan presided over the funeral as a matter of course. Although he didn't want the church to intervene, in order to respect the queen's belief, the funeral was still held in the royal hall.

The portrait hanging on the mourning hall is the result of the cooperation of several well-known painters. In order to pay tribute to the Queen, they are willing to compromise on their respective styles. Such a work is very rare. Beautifying her temperament, after getting rid of the erosion of disease and the threat of death, the graceful and luxurious old woman in the painting is like a holy spirit, kind and gentle.

In addition to loving art, the queen also advocated religion all her life. She used colonies as a unit to promote her beliefs all over the world, so the Holy See rewarded her with a rich honor. The funeral the church was willing to hold for the queen was almost as good as A sage who is upright.

Miao Xuan had never felt much about this kind of mourning, but the head maid was very pleased. She was as devout as the queen, and thought from the bottom of her heart that the queen's spirit in heaven would be satisfied by it.

Seeing the tearful smile of the head maid, Miao Xuan also acquiesced to the Holy See's propaganda - if it would make the living feel better.

When the death knell sounded, all the white doves in Nordnore were released, and countless white creatures flew into the sky from the squares, so the clouds suddenly split, and the warm sunlight poured down gently.

An elegy sounded in the sanctuary, and the visiting guests gathered into a black tide in the white sanctuary. Sitting under the high platform carved in white stone, Miao Xuan watched the sunlight flow through the colored windows and sprinkled on the pure black coffin and sprinkled on the white roses.

The preparations have been completed one after another, and when the funeral is over, the old people in the palace will be sent to Ceylon County for retirement, the carrier pigeons will be disbanded, and the theater will be confiscated. Miao Xuan has arranged everything properly, just waiting ... the succession of the next crown prince.

It was time to say goodbye to friends, but that was the last thing.

Miao Xuan looked away from the coffin, beside him were the head maid who was crying out of breath, and his subordinates who had worked with him for many years, and in the crowd below, Drake was mourning with lowered eyes, Zechariah sat quietly among the priests, while Ian stayed outside the crowd. He was ecstatically looking at the painted paintings on the ceiling. When he met Miao Xuan's eyes, he avoided it in a panic.

So it seems likely that what Sacchar said was true.

Miao Xuan felt that he should make it clear to Ian, but when he thought that if Ian really had feelings beyond ordinary friends, he would break through this feeling, and the result would only make people more embarrassing.

I have no choice but to remind Ian in another way... No matter what kind of emotion will be worn away by time, after he leaves this world completely, Ian will come out one day.

The queen's coffin finally sank into the royal cemetery, and the heavy tombstone was erected amidst the solemn music, completely announcing the death of an era.

Miao Xuan put down a wreath of white roses in front of the tombstone to bid farewell to another of his deceased elders.

*

The white tombstone is erected, the dead corpses rest peacefully, and a new dynasty is coming.

at last……

Finally waited for this day!

Jun Ying threw away the white rose in his hand with satisfaction, which meant that the mourning flower was probably the only kindness he gave in this life, and the empire on which the sun never sets was about to become his property, and the dream that was close at hand came true Before, it was nothing to make him sympathize with a poor, miserable old woman.

What's more, the little prince was watching him—watching a relative with thin blood, ascending the throne that should belong to him.

Thinking of the early morning sunlight falling through the stained glass on the high platform of the church, this halo fell in front of the coffin of the god statue and draped over the body of the little prince. The white rose pricked his finger and was barely visible. The blood dripped into the black sleeves...

A kind of blazing flame rolled in the eagle's chest.

The funeral was declared over, and everyone left the cemetery belonging to the royal family one by one. According to the usual practice, the relatives of the deceased will return to the palace to sort out the relics together.

Jun Ying left the mausoleum with the royal team. In the same carriage, the little prince sat opposite him, looking out the window silently, his face paler than ever. He was wearing a pure black dress with a high buttoned neckline. To the Adam's apple, looking tired and sad, the only regret is...

Didn't cry yet.

The queen's death seemed to have broken the last taboo. Jun Ying stared at his cousin in blood with a straightforward gaze that could be called offensive. He actually knew that there was something wrong with him, maybe it was the poisonous blood inherited from his biological parents , or the legacy of a career of thieves, or both.

"My condolences, please don't be too sad." Junying heard himself so dignified and authentic, "Her Majesty was inspired by the Lord with the highest honor, and she will be recorded in the history of Niaterbo forever, and will never be forget."

The queen was mentioned in the comforting words, so the little prince was finally willing to look at the eagle, but whether it was his eyes or expression, he was very calm and restrained: "Thank you."

Is this treating me like those insignificant guests?

As the host of the funeral, the little prince had this attitude when he met the guests at the funeral. He was polite enough, but also indifferent and alienated. What Junying hated most was such feedback. What he wanted to see was the truest appearance of the little prince.

"Her Majesty is the person I respect the most. Under her rule, Niatalbe has reached an unprecedented peak, and now this responsibility has been handed over to me..." Jun Ying sighed softly, "But I How can we live up to her last wish and live up to Zeng's country?"

After asking the question, Junying made an appropriate invitation: "I only hope that the glory of Niaterbo will never fall. This is a great cause that I cannot complete alone. I am extremely eager to get your help. We share the same blood, we are the closest natural allies in this world, we should share this right and honor...Your Highness, can I have this honor?"

Although this is a question that already has an answer, Jun Ying can guess how the little prince will reject him, it doesn't matter, he has plenty of ways to make him—

"Sorry, I can't be of any help."

Sure enough, the little prince refused straight away, but the reason he gave was beyond Jun Ying's expectations: "I will return to Ceylon County next month, and I should not come to Nordnor again in the future."

"You want to get out of here?"

Jun Ying subconsciously asked back, but then he realized that this was indeed a choice the little prince would make, the person he cared about the most had already passed away, so what could attract this cold and dirty Nord Norley? What about his?

The carriage has slowly returned to the city walls of the capital. Although the royal guards have cleared the field ahead of time, distant commotion can still be vaguely heard in the carriage.

"That's right." The little prince leaned against the window again, only looking at his profile. He was much thinner than a month ago. "From now on, the affairs of the royal family have nothing to do with me."

The little prince said it easily, but Junying felt very uncomfortable. Of course he didn't want to see this scene, whether it was the little prince's unpredictable divine grace, or his representative significance as the last blood of the Stuart dynasty, or It's the contacts in his hands—no matter what it is, or to be more straightforward, Jun Ying is absolutely unwilling to let the little prince leave in his heart.

When everything was about to settle, on the eve of victory and the truth was about to be revealed, he actually wanted to leave!

How can this be?He is his last blood relative, his most perfect work, and the only person in this world who understands his true face, how can he leave?

He wants him to live a long life, wants him to be entangled in hatred, wants him to despair and sink.

At this moment, Junying thought of many feasible methods, and he chose the most despicable one without hesitation, so he made a regretful look: "I can't understand! You obviously have such a talent, Why did you choose to go into hiding again?"

The little prince: "I don't want to-"

"Then please stay for a few more days!" Junying Chen was very sincere, and he invited, "Your Highness, although it is presumptuous to ask such a question, this is my only request. Can you please join the archbishop in presiding over the meeting?" What about my enthronement and coronation?"

This request will not be rejected regardless of emotion or reason, and this time Jun Ying did get what he wanted, and the little prince finally gave him another serious look: "Of course...my honor."

Although the words were still very polite, he finally agreed.

Jun Ying smiled complacently: "I am very grateful."

Without the little prince, his coronation ceremony would not be perfect, and when he actually takes the throne - that is the best time to reveal his true identity.

When the answer to the mystery is revealed, what kind of expression will the little prince show?

This is really looking forward to.

*

The queen passed away, the crown prince was about to take the throne, and the coronation and enthronement ceremonies would be held together in one day—this is a good time, and Miao Xuan also thought so.

Ascending the throne is probably Junying's lifelong goal of fighting for many years, but how could Miao Xuan satisfy him?He'll just call it a day right after the coronation and tell the bastard you're dreaming.

As for the next king of Niaterbo... Miao Xuan thinks that the Ertusa Dynasty sounds very good, and it would be even better if there is another queen.

Yes, Miao Xuan wants to choose Caitlin of the Ertuza family to inherit the throne. Although Jun Ying, the "Prince Ertuza", is a fake, his children who have stolen their identities are real distant relatives of the royal family , in the case of the extinction of the Stuart dynasty, it is very appropriate that Ertuza's eldest daughter will start a new era.

Niatalbe is transitioning from a monarchy to a parliamentary system. A weak lord can actually promote the birth of a new political system. The previous generation of queens has brought about the atmosphere of the royal family valuing reputation over real power. Must be silky smooth.

On the contrary, if the new monarch is an ambitious man like Junying, who advocates the centralization of monarchy, and has accumulated power for many years, disputes with the parliament will be inevitable, political turmoil is inevitable, and there is a possibility if one fails. A military coup or even a civil war breaks out.

But Junying is not a good target for assassination.

If Junying is just a loner, then no matter how Miao Xuan plans to assassinate, there is a high probability of success, but now Junying has been tied to the empire, and to deal with him requires patience and delicate layout.

Miao Xuan was very aware of this situation, but just as he had just dealt with his funeral and was preparing for the succession of the next heir to the throne, an unexpected accident caught him off guard again.

Junying was assassinated again, and this time the victim was Ian Parcival.

The assassination of the crown prince who is about to ascend the throne and the dignitaries of the parliament together is a major event that can shake the ruling class of Niaterbo. What's more, the assassinations still occur one after another, and the consequences are extremely bad.

Nordnor has created a trend in a very short time - the royal family is easily persecuted, and the whole world is persecuting me.

For those uninformed people, this conclusion is not surprising. After all, in their memory, the "assassination" against the royal family naturally includes the era when the previous generation of queens reigned.

In the past, there were the unfortunately disabled Prince Ceylon and the prematurely deceased Princess Cecilia, and then Prince Ertusa who was assassinated twice as soon as he entered the capital...

Who would believe that the latter turned out to be the culprit of the former?

No one can guess the truth, but a wave of public opinion has formed. Almost all mainstream public opinion is condemning the murderer who persecuted the royal family. The desire to find the real murderer is unprecedentedly urgent. Even the army and the parliament are involved. Everything is like the old days repeat.

Miao Xuan hurried to Percival's mansion, and saw Ian who was seriously injured and unconscious on the hospital bed—fortunately, his life was unharmed, and no disability was left, but the huge trauma still left him with an indelible trace.

Ian's left face, back, half of his chest, and waist and abdomen were left with scars caused by punctures and tears. These layers of scars were piled up on the skin. At first glance, they looked like scales of reptiles. It can be called shocking.

"My brother's flesh and blood have been corroded by toxins. This kind of poison has only appeared once in medical records. It can hardly be relieved, so we can only use the most violent way to get rid of it." Caroline Percival whispered, " But even if the toxin has been removed by the doctors' grace, my brother's scar will never recover..."

Medicine in this era relies heavily on the ability of divine grace, and divine grace is indeed miraculous. Most of the wounds are healed without leaving scars, but Ian's wounds have been corroded by toxins—this toxin also carries divine power. The power of grace, the scars it has eroded will never be healed.

Caroline hated it terribly: "This poison is not produced by our Niaterbe, it comes from the colony of Aydno! It's a pity that the assassin has been burned to ashes by my brother, otherwise we will definitely find out the culprit! "

After many years, this girl has also grown up. She used to be Ian's naive little sister and the princess's little companion, but now she is married, and her husband is one of the backbone of the parliament.

The location where the assassination took place this time is also very special, just in front of the great sanctuary of Nordnor - the ground collapsed, the building collapsed, everything seemed to repeat itself, and the flames almost burned the sanctuary.

It stands to reason that the damn underground building should have been filled and bulldozed long ago, but for some reason it still left the last gap. The assassinated crown prince and minister fell together, and encountered a more deadly attack underground, if it wasn't for Parcival The flames burned everything, and this assassination was bound to succeed.

Caroline was trembling with anger, while her husband was filled with righteous indignation. They all believed that Ian was the hero who saved him, and the assassin was an evil force with malicious intentions...

Regardless of the facts, since the new king is safe and about to ascend the throne, the Parcival family and their allies will not let go of this good opportunity. They will definitely make Ian a hero.

Sitting beside Ian's hospital bed, Miao Xuan quietly listened to the crying and anger of the young couple. He didn't say anything, but looked up at another acquaintance in the room.

Old Percival was sitting opposite Miao Xuan. This old minister who has retired is now in his dying years. He has been guarding the eldest son's bedside. His old face no longer has the toughness and vigor of the past. Good pathos.

"Caroline, Kane, calm down." The old father stood up suddenly, as if he couldn't bear the chatter of his daughter and son-in-law, he growled in a low voice, "Don't disturb Ian—get out of here!"

Although the young couple were puzzled, they obediently obeyed their father's words. When the two left and the door of the hospital bed was closed, the old Percival seemed to be exhausted, and fell back to the chair again. inside.

Except for the breathing of the three people, there were no other sounds in the ward. After a short silence, Miao Xuan promised the old man softly: "I will make those who hurt Ian pay the price."

"Your Highness..." Old Percival smiled wryly, his aging was completely exposed at this moment, "Thank you, Your Highness, I understand, I just want to know... what's wrong with that Crown Prince of Ertuza ?"

Miao Xuan: "..."

Miao Xuan: "Did you see it?"

"Since Caitlin went to heaven, no one in this world has understood this little bastard better than me." Old Percival clasped his hands and stared at his son, "He has long expected such a catastrophe , but he still kept the inside story of this assassination from me, and I even suspect that he has written a will—Your Highness, he is being stupid again, isn't he?"

Yes.

Miao Xuan wanted to explain to old Parcival, but he didn't know where to start. Could it be that he wanted to confess to this old minister—what kind of scum is the real identity of the crown prince now, and why did Ian know the truth? , And what kind of mentality did he hold to preside over this attack, and even chose such a place, and even thought of dying together.

Why did the Carolines make such a gesture in the ward?Because they were testing his attitude, they believed that the culprit who planned the assassination was Governor Ayideno, that is, Derek Brown who was "protected by the Prince of Ceylon"!

Miao Xuan understood all the ins and outs almost the moment he saw Ian. After all, he knew the most information, so it is not difficult to deduce——

First of all, for some reason, Ian suddenly learned that the real identity of Prince Ertuza was the Hippogriff, so he also planned a clean assassination, and because of the obsession in his heart, he chose the location in the deadly old place.

Immediately afterwards, the assassination started smoothly, but Junying was either well-prepared or superior in strength. He survived the fire and seriously injured Ian with his backhand. Junying must have intended to kill Ian. But he couldn't for some reason.

Finally, and most importantly, since Ian could not be killed for the time being, Junying simply took this opportunity to directly blame the enemy party for the assassination, and at the same time he contacted the Percival family through the so-called "life-saving grace" The leading force turned this originally antagonistic faction into his ally.

Jun Ying's choice is very wise. His goal is to revive the imperial power, so his opponents can almost count as the entire parliament. Facing such an enemy, it is better to win over one of the most important factions and divide them. Sexual victory, regaining part of the real power, and then turning against the Percival family - Miao Xuan even suspected that Junying had some evidence that could reverse the case, so that he could launch an attack in the future.

Just like the legendary plot, the legendary protagonist bathed in the blood of the red dragon, and thus gained new power to continue his great cause of slaying the dragon.

So everything became evidence, whether it was the toxin from Aydno, or the layers of scars, or even the assassin who had been "burned to ashes"...

Everything is pointing to the governor of Aydeno. Apart from taking the blame for his poisonous blood, Junying is also eager to kill this old enemy who knows his details.

But the title of culprit does not wrong Drake, he is the one who started the chaos in the bloody storm, that is, the so-called "some reason".

How could the pirates be obedient?Miao Xuan thought, he should have expected this earlier, but he just didn't expect——didn't expect that Drake would have such great malice towards Ian.

"It's not bad to be able to save a life." Old Percival didn't wait for Miao Xuan's explanation, he naturally had a judgment in his heart, and he only heard him mutter, "It's just a bit of a mess, and it's okay to learn a lesson." Worth, I can finally make this little bastard stop looking for flowers, I don't believe that there will be Huaniang Liuying who is not afraid of him from now on..."

For the aesthetics of this era, Ian's appearance is almost equivalent to the reincarnation of the devil, but old Percival didn't mention marriage at all. His expression was very tired, but when he occasionally raised his head and looked over, his eyes were complicated. Make Miao Xuan unable to parry.

Did he know Ian's sexuality?In other words, he knows who is the person Ian cares about?

But in the end, Old Percival still didn't ask anything, and Miao Xuan didn't say anything. He couldn't explain, let alone give an answer. All he could do was to leave Nightingale to protect Ian.

As night fell, Miao Xuan left in a hurry, but was stopped by Caroline before leaving. This time, she directly asked, "Your Highness, will you protect the governor of Aydno?"

She asked bluntly, and Miao Xuan responded bluntly. He said calmly: "I never cover up anyone, but the real culprit still needs to be investigated."

"And until the truth comes out, Drake Brown will be in prison awaiting trial."

Junying's counterattack has already made a certain "Governor of Aydno" the biggest suspect, and Miao Xuan rarely thought of going with Junying—it was a very appropriate choice to let this guy go in and squat for a few days .

*

The new king was assassinated on the eve of his ascension to the throne, and the entire Nordnoor was shocked. Governor Aydno and a group of suspects were arrested and put in prison together. As the only blood of the former royal family, Prince Ceylon did not shelter this so-called "" Buddy”, who was not only very cooperative, but even a great help.

Junying was very satisfied with this kind of feedback, and he became more and more sure that the little prince didn't know his true identity, even after hearing Drake's report, he still didn't believe it.

Whether it's a good situation right now, or the little prince who is willing to choose to stand with him (not), Junying is happy.

What about the sea monsters that roam the oceans?Since he dared to come to land, the fate waiting for him was to be pecked to death by birds and beasts, not to mention that he also encouraged a troublesome guy who didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, which really brought him a lot of trouble-such a bad behavior, Of course, the world must be informed, and the chief culprit must be hanged as an example.

Although the Eagles have been prepared for a long time, Ian Percival is indeed a formidable opponent, not to mention that during their battle, someone fired a black gun, and injuries are inevitable. If the rescue did not come in time, the two of them would probably die. perish together.

Killing Ian was something Junying had wanted to do for a long time. This guy surrounded his little prince like a dog, with a disgusting drooling look, he almost had despicable thoughts written on his face... If there was no The sea monster was secretly blocking him, and Jun Ying had already killed him. All those who hindered him must die, not to mention that his death would bring him more benefits.

But whether it was the half-dead Percival or the raped sea monster, Junying didn't plan to pursue it for the time being, and he had more important things to do right now.

Enthronement and coronation.

How long has he been dreaming of becoming the monarch of this empire?

How many years have passed, Junying still clearly remembers that scene - the roses have decorated the whole Nordnor, and even the darkest and most rotten corners are not left behind. The old king was quickly forgotten, and all eyes were on their new king.

The queen descended from the sky, like a messenger from the sky, and also like a gift from the gods. Her wings are more dazzling than the angels in mythology. She is so graceful and noble that everyone can't help but bow down.

This is how Jun Ying enthroned, no matter how much he hated his own bloodline and origin, in his gloomy childhood, he also admired and yearned for his mother whom he had never met, even after he had long since lost his love and hatred in the past. He left it behind, but his concept of the king is still inseparable from this memory.

"I want to be enthroned in the sky." Jun Ying planned it long ago, "I want everyone to have to look up at this scene."

Under the throne, the bishop of the Holy See and the military officer in charge of the ceremony looked at each other. They didn't care about the location of the base, but the problem was that they had to rely on airships to fly. Miracles are far inferior to Styart's divine grace, which is inseparable from the sky, and the safety of the airship...

"Your Highness, this, this..." The archbishop hesitated, "You know, the 'Rose Griffin' incident a few years ago..."

"Rose Griffin" incident?The little girl who was thrown to death by him?

Jun Ying laughed at his fans in his heart, these idiots were blinded by his disguise, they didn't know that the sky was his real domain: "It doesn't matter, I have already chosen my mount."

Since the eagle is determined to put the whole coronation in the sky, he will not descend to the ground like his birth mother, he wants the ceremony to be supreme from beginning to end.

The Holy See personnel presiding over the ceremony will wait on the largest high-altitude platform, and the car carrying the crown prince will tour the high-altitude of Nordnoll, and finally meet the Holy See's airship.

This complex design is similar to the high-altitude version of the traditional enthronement ceremony. The horse-drawn carriage tour of the city has been replaced by an airship patrolling the sky. The guests who can go to the sky have also been finalized. They will also take different airships and watch the ceremony at a slightly lower altitude.

It has been almost a month since the Queen passed away, and the enthronement of the throne is imminent, so everything was prepared according to Junying's wishes, as if in the blink of an eye, the enthronement ceremony kicked off before midsummer.

Nord Noor, who has always been cloudy and rainy, gave a good face in the early summer of this year. It was sunny and sunny for several days. This good weather lasted until the day of his enthronement. Almost every corner.

Junying satisfactorily boarded his airship "Glory". This exquisite aviation tool adopts the latest technology, and its safety is indisputable.

The size of the airship is huge, and the accommodating space is even more impressive. Countless flowers are decorated in the cabin, and the most honorable position is filled with dewy roses. Everything is perfect, but it is a pity that on this special day, the airship There are no more than ten passengers.

Apart from the driver and guards, there are only two real guests of "Glory", besides the soon-to-be crown prince, and the legacy of the previous royal family.

"Prince Ceylon...Your Highness." Jun Ying sat down on his seat, looked at his guest with a friendly smile, "I kept you waiting."

The little prince was sitting alone by the porthole, with his chin propped on his hands, and looking out of the window sideways. Because of the regulations not to carry weapons, he didn't bring the doll that was an eyesore.

He chose to wear a military uniform, which was a royal practice, and the Eagle was no exception, except that the Eagle chose a more noble crimson color, while the little prince's uniform was a very common black. .seven

Probably because of the successive funerals and accidents that made people exhausted, the little prince had a clear tired look on his brows. Facing the greetings from the future crown prince, he just nodded at the eagle as a greeting. Call it a faux pas.

But Jun Ying didn't care about this, he just looked at the Prince of Ceylon with a smile, this was a day he had been looking forward to for a long time, it was like receiving a gift that he had been longing for for many years, and he couldn't wait to reveal the answer.

The people arrived, the music played, and the airship lifted off. The scenery outside the window was quickly blocked by clouds, and the high-altitude wind replaced the voices and noise. Only two distinguished guests remained in the empty cabin of the airship.

The vain ascent seemed to make the little prince a little uncomfortable, so he coughed in a low voice, and a sick flush appeared on his face.

Junying looked at this scene almost lovingly. Across the desktop decorated with roses, he handed out a folded handkerchief, and couldn't wait to ask: "Your Highness...have you not had a rest recently?"

The little prince didn't answer, and simply refused: "Thank you, no need, I feel fine."

"Oh... please don't guard me like this." Junying showed a distressed expression, he still maintained the movement of handing out the handkerchief, and insisted so gently, "Whether it's Stuart or Ertuza, our family The population has always been small. I have no relatives of the same generation since I was a child. Compared with the throne, it is an honor to be recognized by Her Majesty Anna. She is like another mother of mine. Similarly, I only want to treat you As my dearest brother..."

"May I call you that, Mona?"

The little prince coughed again, but this time he finally lost his calm expression. He raised his head, as if he had heard some joke, and asked in surprise and absurdity: "Junying, don't tell me your brain Finally fooled by inheriting the throne?"

Jun Ying's heart was shocked when his real body was broken, but then the anger of being violated his territory came up, he subconsciously said: "Dreek told you! You just believed him—!"

"No, it's not him." Miao Xuan stopped coughing and stood up slowly. Although he didn't know why his first reaction was this, he didn't care, "I recognized you as soon as I saw you."

Junying was stunned for a moment, the anger dissipated in an instant, and then there was surprise, at this moment he also reacted: "You made your puppet pretend to be you-what, my little highness , do you want to kill me here?"

"That's right." Miao Xuan admitted very simply, he looked down at Junying from above, "I'm here to kill you."

"I want you to die before ascending to the throne, with this false identity and an unknown name. Years of hard work will go to waste in one day. The identity stolen by all means will be wrong. No one will remember the so-called 'Harp Eagle', History will only record the real 'Prince Ertuza' who died unexpectedly, as for the throne that is close at hand—"

"Eddie Silverleaf, this step is a chasm that you will never be able to cross."