Alfie had every reason to believe that only a guy like Rey III, whose ambition filled every cell, would have such crazy thoughts. Alfie could even guess that the reason why he was so crazy was perhaps to break the curse of the Lord of Light on the Abel family.

Only God can fight God.

"The Lost Sword Saint Ophiras has appeared!" Tyrol, who had been silent since he saw the frail Rey III, and didn't know what he was thinking, suddenly reminded him.

When everyone heard the sound, they looked up, and a bright light like water rose from a corner of the imperial capital, flying towards the royal tower like a meteor. Killian, who was familiar with the topography of the imperial capital, could recognize at a glance that the place where the brilliance began was the mansion where the Lost Sword Saint Ophelas lived.

The brilliance came extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it flew into the sky above the Royal Tower. Unlike previous New Year's celebrations, this time the Lost Juggernaut did not fly to the tower that belonged to him, but hovered over the platform of the Royal Tower. A faint coercion fell from the sky, not cold, but it can make people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

The famous sword in his hand, the bright moon, bloomed with a signature cold and dazzling brilliance, such as allowing a round of bright moon to sprinkle the light all over every corner of the imperial capital, even the red and blue twin moons rising in the sky dome could not compete with it at this time, and retreated in front of the demeanor of this peerless powerhouse.

"Lost Sword Master!"

"He deserves to be one of the strongest people in the mainland!"

"With Lord Ophiras guarding us, there's nothing to worry about!"

......

The appearance of the Lost Sword Saint was like a Dinghai Divine Needle, which made the surrounding people who had become impetuous because they found that the emperor was inappropriate suddenly quieted down, and even directly bowed to the ground and praised Ophelas loudly.

Even if Rey III's exploits are already comparable to Otto the Great, even if Rey III is the true emperor of this powerful empire, ruling over more than 70% of the entire territory and population of the Iliad Continent, but when the Lost Sword Saint Ophelas, a peerless powerhouse who has stood on the Iliad Continent for thousands of years, appeared, he was immediately robbed of all the limelight.

All the anxiety and crisis caused by the serious illness of Rey III seemed to disappear at the moment of Ophelas's appearance. Only the Lost Sword Saint Ophelas has such power and prestige, even if the witch Bishut always overpowers him, but in terms of prestige, he can't catch up with Ophelas no matter what.

"Is this the demeanor of the five powerhouses in the world?" Sean looked at the Lost Sword Saint high above with misty eyes, and let out a dream-like sigh.

"If I can do it one day, Lord Opiras, I'll die without regrets!" said Killian, also with envy.

Tyrol clenched his fists and gritted his teeth with a clenching sound, staring at the Lost Sword Master in the sky as if he was facing a great enemy, releasing infinite battle intent outward, but fortunately, after Alfie found out, he hurriedly sprayed a circle of concealment potions around him. He didn't know where Tyrore's hostility towards Ophoras came from, but he knew that it would never be a wonderful thing to draw the attention of the Lost Blademaster at this time.

At this time, Alfie inadvertently glanced at the remote magnifying glass, and suddenly widened his eyes in shock, he saw a face from the remote magnifying glass that should never appear at this time, although the other party was very careful to cover most of his face with a cloak, but under the light of the bright moon, Alfie could see his true face clearly through the remote magnifying glass.

Alfie's shock didn't last long, and after bowing Rey III on the platform of the Royal Tower, the Lost Swordmaster above the sky left the palace without saying a word, and flew back towards his mansion. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and they instantly understood what the Lost Sword Saint wanted to express, this one of the strongest people in the continent was still the staunchest guardian of the imperial family. As long as there is this Dinghai God Needle, the empire will not be in chaos.

As if after receiving the promise of the Lost Sword Master, Rey III also relaxed, and although his face was still very bad, it was much better than when he first appeared on the platform of the Royal Tower. He waved his hand weakly, and again without making any speech, with the help of Gates, slowly withdrew from the royal tower platform.

The annual New Year's celebration, with the departure of Rey III, came to an end.

Although His Majesty the Emperor, who was seriously ill at this year's celebration, did not give an impassioned speech as in previous years, he left the people far more to talk about than in previous years, and almost all those who sensed that the emperor was wrong were enthusiastically discussing the future direction of the situation, as if at this moment, everyone was a clever politician who pointed out the country and talked about his own views on the future of the empire.

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"Father, His Majesty the Emperor is already sick like this, why do you insist on appearing on the Royal Tower?" Norton and Marquis Douglas stood on the parade platform of the military headquarters together, looking at the Royal Tower from afar, and asked the puzzle in their hearts. For the military department, the intelligence that His Majesty the Emperor was not in good health was not a secret at all.

In Norton's opinion, it was undoubtedly very unwise for Rey III to do this, and he should keep the news as tightly as before, so as to avoid the turmoil that this news would bring to the empire after it was leaked.

"Haven't you already seen it? His Majesty the Emperor needs a promise from the Lost Sword Master. Lord Ophelas granted his wish. Marquis Douglas replied nonchalantly.

"Couldn't His Majesty the Emperor get the promise of the Lost Sword Saint through private channels?" Norton was still a little puzzled.

"Do you think His Majesty the Emperor's pride really needs this promise?" the Marquis of Douglas shook his head slightly, Norton was still a little too tender.

"Then Your Majesty the Emperor......" Norton suddenly understood, "you mean it's the other people who really need to be committed?"

"It didn't disappoint me. Marquis Douglas nodded with satisfaction, "His Majesty the Emperor has been strong all his life, and he has never bowed his head to anyone, and with his character, he can completely refuse to attend this New Year's celebration, and I believe that no one dares to question his decision."

But if he did do so, the opening ceremony of Port Royal ten days later would still be a hurdle for him to pass by, and it would be better to use this New Year's celebration to get things out of the way, so that if anything happens, His Majesty the Emperor can also take this opportunity to deal with it. ”

"You mean this is a temptation from His Majesty the Emperor?" At a young age, he could sit on the throne as one of the four great captains of the empire, and Norton was naturally not stupid. He immediately read the correct information from the words of the Marquis of Douglas.

"According to our information, His Majesty the Emperor, although he is in good health, is by no means serious enough to be as serious as we see. Marquis Douglas teased his monocle, and an imperceptible chill shot out of his eyes.

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