The Golden Age: Colotia I

Alfred III was seriously ill, and it was hard to get up.

The prince, who has been weak since he was a child, struggled on the sick bed for many years, and finally reached the time when the oil ran out.His only biological sister is busy with the stability of the rule at this time, so she can only find time to visit her younger brother.

... If we still remember how much Ludwika loved this biological brother, we will definitely feel how much power has corrupted a young woman's family affection.

Now, the young emperor is lying on a silk couch, with only Empress Miranda by his side.On the emperor's thin cheeks, a pair of big blue eyes protruded more and more, full of bewilderment and desolation.This docile lamb has followed his elder sister since he was a child, but he is powerless to stop the bloody storm brought by the strong elder sister.His ever-pale complexion, his gentle, submissive eyes all revealed how gentle and kind this young man was.He was born to be the servant of the goddess, not the emperor of a country.

Now he is dying on the sick bed, and the queen next to him is just sobbing in a low voice, without any idea, her eyes are red and swollen, but she wants her weak husband to comfort her: "Madam, please don't cry anymore... this is me. My fate, I am willing to accept it... Take heart, after I die, go back to your country, don't stay here for me..."

He said in a low voice: "I don't worry about the others . . . I only worry about you, you know, poor Miranda."

The queen choked up and fell down in front of the emperor: "Please don't say that, Your Majesty, I will always be yours, even... even if you leave this world."

This poor couple is as pure as angels, as gentle as lambs, with a kind and magnanimous nature. In this cruel world, they can only go to the end of their lives melancholy.

Despite the emperor's efforts to get better, his sickness brought him a swift death.Every day he grows weaker and gaunter, like a yellow leaf on an autumn tree, a breeze can make him fall.But the piety of faith and the patience of an angel make him exude a kind of spiritual beauty in his haggardness, just like the sun shining into the woods and dyeing the yellow leaves with golden light.

He has no complaints about his elder sister. He is still worried about his younger siblings, but he knows that they are stronger than him. In this world, the only thing he can't let go of is his queen.

The emperor was like a candle in the wind about to go out, he walked towards the goddess' hall like a pure and innocent lamb, but his eyes finally turned to Miranda, the pale and gentle woman who accompanied him through this helpless life, When he thought of leaving this lamb alone in this world, he couldn't help trembling slightly.

"Madam..." His trembling voice was extremely soft, and he couldn't hear anything if he didn't listen carefully, "Only death is the final destination... In the eternal theme of life (Note), I will take your love on the road... ..."

His voice became weaker and weaker, and the queen threw herself on the bedside, crying bitterly.

Suddenly, there was a rapid sound of heels hitting the ground behind her, she turned her head, and the ashen-faced Ludwika hurried over, and a large group of people who always followed her were blocked by her hand outside the door.

Miranda stood up in bewilderment, holding the hem of her skirt tightly with one hand.

As usual, Ludwika only glanced at her from the corner of her eye: "You go out too."

However, this meek and cowardly queen showed extraordinary courage at this time. For the first time, she plucked up the courage to resist Ludwika: "I...I want to stay here, he is my husband...I, I At least stay with him at the end!"

The princess glanced at her unexpectedly, and seemed to be surprised by her courage. For the first time, she looked directly at the queen, the woman she had married for her younger brother, and smiled inexplicably.

The queen trembled under the princess's lightning-like eyes, as if she was about to faint, but she tried her best not to fall down, her eyes looked at the emperor on the bed with nostalgia.

"...Heh." She heard Ludwika laugh vaguely, stopped looking at her, and turned to King Alfred III's couch. She didn't dare to approach, but just stayed in another corner, watching from a distance.

What a sad and pitiful woman, her husband is about to die, but she can only stand far away, unable to get close to him, holding his cold hand, just like this, is also allowed by the princess as an exception.

Empress Miranda saw the princess stepping forward gently and holding the emperor's hands. It seemed that she held the emperor's hands very tightly, because the emperor struggled slightly. The princess lowered her head and put her ears close to the emperor's lips.

She heard a slight sound like the sound of wind blowing.

The princess stood up "suddenly", she turned her face, her face turned from white to red, and then from flushed with anger to livid, her chest heaved up and down violently, and her pair of eyes that were already very big were terribly big.

Ludwika took a few deep breaths, sat down on the side of the bed again, held the hand of the emperor, and said something softly, the empress could not hear, but the whisper was very soft, not even like "bloody" Ludwika".

The ministers who were waiting eagerly outside the emperor's bedroom were almost hopeless. The emperor's life hanging by a thread determined their future fate. Princess Ludwika had been in for a long time, and they could not get any news.

The neat and dignified dresses of the few nobles standing at the front seemed to be recorded in the annals of history. Although everyone was anxious, the unique solemn and simple style of the empire still made this place dignified and peaceful. Human voices, only the slight sound of the water of the fountain flowing from the pitcher in the hand of the goddess standing in the fountain.

A black-haired man came over. His neat military uniform complemented his serious expression. He walked up to General Van der and said softly, "Uncle."

"Milo, why aren't you by His Majesty's side at this time?" General Van der frowned when he saw his other nephew.Mulla has fled abroad with Olivier (he doesn't know about Mulla yet), leaving only the son of another elder brother in the family by his side, who followed the crown prince, who is now Alfred III since childhood Milo van der, currently Lieutenant Colonel of the Second Mecha Division of the Erebonian Imperial Army.

"The emperor already has Her Highness the princess by his side."

General Vander looked at him with a complicated look.This child has been quiet since he was a child, and he just followed the crown prince quietly. Since the crown prince is always with Princess Ludwika, and the princess always goes to find her younger brother, Murafan who follows Prince Oliver Del, Milo doesn't often play with them. When Olivette and Ludwika got into a mess, he just stood quietly in a corner and watched Mulla go up to stop them with a headache.

Therefore, his relationship with the emperor is not as close as Mulla and Olivier. Although the emperor sometimes calls him "my closest friend" affectionately, he always retreats by himself and keeps a distance from the royal family. close distance.

General Vander used to have a lot of headaches, not just because of Olivier who sneaked away, but because of this Vander who didn't quite look like "Vander".The Vandel family has followed the Arnoel family for generations, and they are their closest comrades-in-arms and supporters, but Milo has never expressed closeness to the emperor. The only time he is willing to pay for it is on the battlefield of the empire.The young man and his brother, like the blood-red Shura and the black lightning, swept across the battlefield of Erebonia.

Like Mulla, he shed blood and sweat for the empire, but the only difference is that he does not offer his loyalty to those he follows.

General Vander once asked him why he did not want to show his support for the crown prince, like his brother Mulla?

The black-haired young man looked out the window. Mulla and Olivier practiced fighting side by side, with a mocking and envious smile on his face: "...to be loyal to such a royal family? Forget it, uncle, Prince Alfred will only become Princess Ludwika's puppet in the future."

"Nonsense!" The general slapped the table fiercely, "Since you have chosen to follow the crown prince, you should think about him. What you should do is 'change' instead of playing lip service here!"

His eyes drifted over the heads of Olivier and Mulla, and turned to General Van der, "Uncle, as a van der, we should be loyal to the Yanor family, right?"

"Of course!"

"The Anor family founded the Erebonian Empire, didn't they?"

"nonsense!!"

"Then I will tell you now that I will only serve this country, and its ruler. The crown prince is the future Emperor of Erebonia, and of course I swear allegiance to him."

General Vander gasped for breath: "You mean, no matter whoever sits on the throne of this country, you will be loyal to him?"

"That's right." Milo's thin lips evoked a smile, looking innocent like a child, but also showing a bit of a cold nature, "I am only loyal to the throne and this country."

Just as General Van der was thinking about it, the door of the emperor's bedroom opened, and a maid came out softly: "Good afternoon, my lords," she curtseyed, "Your Majesty, invite Lieutenant Colonel Van der to enter."

All eyes were on Milo. Everyone knew that the relationship between the emperor and this Vandel was not that close. So before he died, what words would he entrust to him?

Milo himself was also taken aback, not expecting it, then nodded and strode in.

General Vander looked at his back, sighed, and said softly to his nephew who couldn't hear: You are about to lose a friendship that you never cherish but is the most precious...

Note: Refers to "love" and "death"

The author has something to say: In other words, I think it is impossible for Mulla to be the only one in the Fandel family. As a family that has defended the royal family for generations, they must also distribute their power around the princes, so that no matter which one gains power, they can ensure The interests of the Vander family are not harmed.

All I set up on my own, please bear with me~

By the way, I'm playing Gu Jian Qi Tan II recently, so I'm sorry for Minna-san who read the article...