On the way back to Silvermoon Manor, Victor kept thinking about why he hesitated in the face of the power and power at his fingertips.

Miller says that blood and power are both a road and a cage. Victor seems to have grasped the key point, but he has never been able to sort it out, he only vaguely feels that the security system of the tenant system is closely related to the road of power and power, and he is facing the most important choice in his life.

Back at Silvermoon Manor, Lilia, Alina, and Alice are smiling like flowers, directing a group of curvaceous, delicate-looking maids to light up crystal candles and put sumptuous food on the long table. In the middle of summer, the indoor maid changed into a fine linen short-sleeved mid-skirt, and stepped on half-heeled calfskin women's sandals, revealing white and moist arms and a beautiful calf with a pink gloss.

Unfortunately, Victor is now preoccupied with the candlelight dinner carefully prepared by the three personal maids. The host was in a depressed mood, and the little attendants who were at the same dinner were also tense in their faces, and ate cautiously, for fear of making too much noise and attracting the attention of the master, and only the heartless Bertina was feasting there. The atmosphere of the dinner party gradually became dull, and Lilia and the twin sisters looked at each other, especially Alina, whose expression was gloomy, and her beautiful eyes were faintly filled with tears, and she didn't know what she thought of.

After absent-mindedly finishing dinner and washing up briefly, Victor changed into silk pajamas, refused the request of three valets to accompany him, walked into the master bedroom alone, and closed the door. He decided to think about his problems.

However, Victor suffers from gains and losses, his thoughts are disorderly, he still can't grasp the essentials after thinking for a long time, his anger is getting bigger and bigger, and he is inevitably impetuous. He shook his head, reined in his complicated emotions, and planned to take a walk in the courtyard to relieve his depressed and irritable mood, when he happened to hear the footsteps of high heels wandering in the hallway. He retrieved X-3's records and found that Alina hadn't slept all night and had been walking around outside, and couldn't help but be curious. He pushed open the door and said to Alina, who was not far away:

"Come in. ”

Alina lowered her head and stepped on her high heels as she paced into the bedroom. She was wearing a low-cut short nightdress, her hair was loose, revealing a snow-white furrow on her chest, and a pair of long legs with graceful lines were tightly pressed together under the skirt, and her slender hands were clasped together uneasily, looking soft and touching and pitiful.

She secretly glanced at Victor and said timidly, "Your Excellency......"

"Why don't you sleep?"

Victor was in a bad mood at the moment, and his tone was naturally indifferent. Alina's tears suddenly slipped from her eyes, and she curtsied and said with a crying voice: "My lord, I'm sorry, I'll go to sleep." Having said that, she stood still, looking at Victor pitifully, with no intention of leaving.

Victor sighed and beckoned, "Baby, don't cry, come and sit down, and tell me why you're sad?"

The red-haired beauty obediently sat in her master's arms, sobbing and said, "My lord, I didn't want to eavesdrop on your secret...... I'll inform Rose Manor of your mastery of the Surging Talent...... I don't know how to explain it to you, I'm afraid you won't want me anymore......"

Alina has a gentle and demure temperament, the least courageous, accustomed to being submissive, and never dares to argue with others. It stands to reason that Nicole, Lilia, and Alice are all responsible for informing Sylvia of what happened to Victor, but none of them want to do so. Eventually, the responsibility for regularly reporting to the Rose Manor fell to Alina alone. She feels aggrieved, but she doesn't know where to start, and she is always nervous when facing Victor. This time, Victor didn't give her a good look, and she was really frightened.

After listening to Alina's narration, Victor couldn't stop crying and laughing. To him, it was just a trivial matter, but in Alina's eyes, it was like the sky was falling.

Since Victor mastered the surge, his bloodline and power have increased. The disparity in life levels makes Lilia, Sister Alina, and Judy less attractive to him. Lilia is better, she and Victor have a deep emotional foundation, and she works hard enough. Like Judy and Alina, the more they lack the will to stand on their own, the more insipid Victor feels about them.

Beauty and tenderness alone cannot win the respect of the strong.

Victor was in an irritable mood, too lazy to explain to his personal maid, and peeled her into a little white sheep and carried her directly to bed.

After the passion, Alina was unbearable, holding her lover's arm and falling asleep, her willow eyebrows slightly frowned, but the corners of her lips hung a satisfied smile.

Victor's anger disappeared, his mind gradually calmed down, and he couldn't help but sigh when he looked at Alina's delicate face.

Sylvia considers himself his main house. The high-ranking female knights have the right to arrange for their partners to be personal maids and control his every move. As the suzerainty of the Centaur Hills, it is also necessary for Sylvia to place maids beside the secondary lords to act as a bridge of informal communication between the two sides.

The ears, eyes, and mouthpieces on the surface are irrelevant, and the secret agents who unilaterally steal information are secretly called malice. It's like an inspector in modern society, who just performs his duties normally. It's just that the personal maid from the suzerain's family has a legal marriage relationship with the lord.

Family politics is so characteristic that Victor has nothing to complain about. Otherwise, what if he cultivated an indoor maid and married a key member of the Randall family?

Alina's report to the Rose Manor is what Victor wants Sylvia to know, and the secret he wants to hide is something that Alina has no way of knowing.

In the long run, Sister Alina is also happier to marry a certain minor lord than to follow Victor. But their strength and will are too weak to control their own destiny, so they can only involuntarily accept the family's arrangement.

Am I not involuntarily...... Who is in charge of my paths?

Victor had a flash of inspiration in his mind, thought for a moment, gently pushed Alina away, sat up from the bed, got dressed, walked out of the bedroom, and walked towards the study on the top floor.

The study on the top floor houses the accounts of Randall and Finicol Silk, which belongs to the forbidden place of the lord's mansion, and two alchemical auxiliaries are in charge of guarding, and no one is allowed to enter without the permission of Victor, Nicole, and Lilia.

Climbing up the stairs to the top floor, through the corridor, to the door of the study, Victor instructed the alchemy auxiliaries on night duty, "I'm going to be alone for a while, don't let people disturb me." With that, he entered the study, bolted the door, and lay down on the cot in the study, mobilizing X-3 to take over his senses of sight, hearing, smell, and blindness, immersing his subject's consciousness in quiet darkness.

Victor decides to cut through all distractions and dig into the answers to his questions from the depths of his heart.

In Victor's mind, the events he experienced after crossing into another world were replayed scene by scene in Victor's mind: in order to get out of the whirlpool of political struggle, he chose to betray the identity camp of the little baron, led his followers to the barren south, and opened up his own territory; activated the No. 7 Alchemy Tower, his confidence swelled, he tried every possible way to absorb knowledge, and worked with the tower spirit to deduce the historical secrets of the other world; the head of the exiles was unwilling to surrender, and ordered the suppression of bandits for the first time, killing hundreds of people; refusing the solicitation of the York family; The trade of snow sugar and coffee was frustrated, and the idea of building his own trade channel arose, the first time he killed people with his own hands, the first time he fought with his lord, and the first time he had the idea of digging the foundation of the church...... Victor gradually realized that all the difficulties he encountered were due to unwillingness and unyielding...... Not willing to be manipulated by others, not succumbing to reality.

For thousands of years, everyone has been like this, why are you different? Why do you refuse to be a vassal lord? Why do you want to form the Golden Regiment? Why do you want to create a centralized system of feudal fields? Why do you want to create the secret method of the soul and bloodline? You fight against tradition, so you are struggling, so you are in a lot of difficulties!

Yes, I have never really compromised, all my compromises are my tools and means, all for the sake of not compromising...... What exactly do I want?

The picture flips to Edward and Angelina's engagement dinner, and in the secret room, the Marquis of Bastern, the palace minister, faces the high god knight and says categorically: "I refuse to sign." ”

The Divine Knight is like a spiritual sword of essence that runs through the center of the old marquis's eyebrows. He sacrificed his precious life and failed to pick up the wine glass that was within reach.

The little king's face turned pale, and he muttered in confusion and pain, "Why does Grandpa Bastern object to my marriage to Anna?

Sylvia shook her head and sighed, "Your Majesty, this is what makes me helpless. ”

The Marquis of Goron said solemnly: "The dignity of the Divine Knight cannot be challenged by mortals! Your Majesty, please remember the loyalty of the Marquis of Bastern. ”

The eldest princess of Roland said angrily: "This is coercion on Auguste!"

Pope Clement said calmly: "The Marquis of Bastern is old and decrepit, and he is dying. ”

The picture freezes, and Bastern's resoluteness, Sylvia's helplessness, Golon's heaviness, Roland's anger, Clement's calmness, and Edward's confusion and pain are all clearly presented in Victor's eyes.

Sylvia could have silenced Bastern with a single look, but she didn't...... Goron stood like a mountain in front of Bastern, and although he hated the mortals for provoking the High Knight, he did not stop Bastern, and even praised Bastern for his courage and loyalty...... Roland is angry at Bastern for destroying her brother's yearning for love, which she had foreseen but did not stop...... Clement's mentality is the most complicated, and in general a well-deserved relief, and he is relieved by Bastern's insistence, taking the Golden Knight's restraint for granted......"

"This is an education for His Majesty!"

Victor walked up to Bastern and frowned and asked, "Where did your faith come from? Who educated you? And who educated the Golden Knight and the Pope to restrain their will and strength?"

"It's me. ”

The picture shatters abruptly, and a female priest in a white robe appears in front of Victor. She has an elegant appearance, a quiet and indifferent temperament, a pair of aura eyes under her full and smooth forehead, and a wave of light around her body, like the incarnation of the goddess of wisdom.

Victor raised his right hand to cover his eyes, as if rejecting the light of wisdom blooming from the female priest, and then lowered his hand again, and said with a smile on his chin: "Arya, the founder of the vassal system, the founder of the Bronze Age, and the founder of the Silver Tower. ”

"I am Arya, and I have made the knightly nobles and the clergy merged, and the scholar is the link between the two. Bastern is my disciple. The priestess Arya looked sideways at Victor and asked with a smile, "You hate me?"

"No!" Victor bowed deeply and said sincerely, "I have a lot of respect for you, your strength and power are insignificant, but your education surpasses the power of the Golden Knight and the power of the King, even the Spirit Knight is subject to you......"

"I'm sorry, you can't restrain me. A long sword appeared in Victor's hand and stabbed out, the tip of which sank into Arya's chest.

The priestess looked into Victor's eyes, nodded with a smile, and said in a sincere tone, "If there is a road behind me...... I would be happy. ”

As soon as the words ended, the screen changed again, and a staircase appeared where "Aya" was standing, and Victor climbed up the stairs. At the end of the steps, he saw a figure made of white-gold holy light. His brilliance is blazing and dazzling, making it impossible to look at directly, and the center of the light is a book, which is ancient and heavy, as if carrying the vicissitudes and longevity of history.

"Radiance Codex...... The first pope, Enoch?"

"You're not satisfied with replacing Arya?" said the figure of the Holy Light, "Do you want to replace me?"

"I didn't replace Arya. Victor shook his head and said, "She paved the steps for me, and I stood on her shoulder." ”

"I've always wondered that more than 9,000 years ago, you could have unified mankind, created a theocratic empire, and held supreme power...... You chose to restrain yourself and compromise with the knights. I now understand that there has never been such a thing as supreme power!"

"Arya is wise but lacks power, and her mind must be attached to the Radiant Codex. Half-human and half-god, Sylvia is powerful and intelligent, but she is constantly being corrupted by the elemental sea and must have some sustenance to maintain self-awareness. The guardian family is the golden knight's best spiritual sustenance...... In fact, the Golden Knights are not all keen on power, they are more worried about boredom and loneliness. So, Sylvia knew that I had many secrets, and she didn't reveal them. In her eyes, I am like a goose that lays golden eggs, always making her feel fresh and always surprising her. Even if it was detrimental to the interests of the York family, she chose to indulge me. Roland is the exception of the Golden Knights, she is passionate and curious about life, and the constraints of power make her miserable, so she is reluctant to inherit the throne...... I wonder if she wants to run away from home and become a wandering princess. ”

Victor smiled and said, "I'm not a knight, and the Elemental Sea has no direct influence on me. With my ability, I can live well even if I am alone...... Gallop through the wilderness, leap through the dense forests, run through the mountains, and enjoy the beauty of nature, or be a reckless ranger, bully men and women, eliminate violence and peace, and fully enjoy the pleasure of power, unfettered and free...... Or be a powerful emperor...... There are countless options to choose from. Once an individual's abilities surpass power, power becomes his cage. Only those who are incompetent will pray for the thrill of power. ”

"I just want to know what is above the power now?"

"Above power is light, rules, and roads. The shadow of the Holy Light spoke, his voice identical to Victor's.

Victor laughed happily, bowed his head repeatedly, and exclaimed: "Yes, the person who plays the game of thrones is not as good as the person who makes the rules of the game, and the person who wears the crown is not as good as the person who wears the crown on him, and this is what I want." ”

The shadow of the Holy Light asked indifferently, "Do you want to overthrow me? ”

Victor looked at the Radiant Codex in the Holy Light, shook his head and said, "I don't have this ability, and I don't have the need for this...... The power of the Light is still of ...... use to me," he crossed Enoch's position with his sword in hand, and a throne rose out of thin air at his feet to hold him high.

Victor sat behind Enoch, condescendingly watched the steps below become wider, and said with a firm expression:

"That's where I want to be!"