"Again, I don't need any inheritance, and I don't expect any pie from the sky."

"What you get, you need to give, this is the scientific principle of equivalent exchange."

"Mary, thank you for helping me find my parents, they must have died."

"I don't blame them, I don't resent them, it doesn't matter from the day I was abandoned."

"There is really an inheritance, I will leave it to you to deal with, donate it."

Ludwig thought that as long as he completely rejected this so-called "inheritance", he would not bother.

Margaret gave a slightly embarrassed expression.

In fact, there is no inheritance, and the empress of the Holy Roman Empire is still alive and well, and can live for another hundred or two hundred years.

It's just that the transcendent sword saint Ludwig can no longer be a student of the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts.

Because you have been chosen by fate, you are the son of Rome who has been lost.

It's true that you're not my flesh and blood, and I don't have any resurrected children, because I haven't been in love with a man yet...... Well, not yet.

But you are indeed the son of Rome, the child of the great Roman bloodline.

"Anyway, so be it."

Ludwig shrugged his shoulders and thought that the matter was settled.

Obviously, the student of the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts has not yet realized the weight of this "gift", to the extent that Her Majesty Empress Margaret is powerless.

She racked her brains and found that even if she overturned the statement that "Ludwig was my illegitimate child", it would be useless.

The Europa conservatives, led by the Duke of France, have already recognized the identity of Ludwig's extraordinary bloodline in Rome, and if she hadn't stopped her, it would have exploded that day, and the strength of the duke-level was enough for the major families to compete for.

When she returns and declares that "Ludwig is my lost illegitimate child", everything is out of control, and she, the initiator, cannot stop the wheel of history from running over her.

This is the wheel of history forged by "Rome" and "the blood blessed by God" and "thousands of years", and it is the foundation of her support from the entire continent of Europa as the princess of the Purple Hall.

Even if she achieves transcendence, it is useless to face this general trend, because Ludwig is also an extraordinary sword master.

She never imagined that the Electors of the Holy Roman Empire, led by Louis, Duke of France, and Wilhelm, Duke of Germany, would be so eager for the birth of a Roman orthodox divine blood.

The intense desire, once suppressed by her centuries-old desire to insist on purity, erupted like a volcano with the appearance of Ludwig, the bastard.

The world line of Ludwig becoming the crown prince of the Holy Roman Empire is already absolutely unchangeable.

After she passed on the position of Anastasia, she eloped with Ludwig and went away to the future of Goofy, so this mistake was almost gone!

She's the one who really wants to cry.

When she was the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire, all the conservatives and historical celebrities of Europa were full of praise and resolutely supported her as the wise Empress.

For Anastasia to inherit her position as empress, she also agreed 100% that she had contributed to prepare a future team for this little princess from the Eastern Roman Empire in advance.

As a result, in order to give Ludwig the glory of the transcendent Sword Master, she told a lie, and everyone believed it, and all of them took the face stunt.

They all said that they would support Anastasia, and now they all regret it.

How patriarchal you are!

Are you worthy of Anastasia!

Margaret couldn't even complain.

For the first time, she discovered how much these old courtiers longed for a male emperor, His Majesty, to the point of going mad.

No one dared to say a bad word to her and her Lily Palace, but when a crown prince appeared, everyone seemed to start letting go of themselves.

The current Vienna court is the scene of a large carnival of the Holy Roman Empire.

Ludwig himself did not know how many people were praising his name, so that the Bavarian Highway Dwig II was also stained.

In addition, Bonaparte, who was the first to invest in Ludwig, was directly caught by his father-in-law from a certain lady's bed, and was so frightened that he almost jumped out of the window and fled.

As a result, instead of blaming him for being unreliable in his marriage contract and spending the night at someone else's house, his father-in-law smiled and brought the future son-in-law back to the Vienna court.

Next, Bonaparte painfully and happily accepted the questions of the supreme electors of the entire Holy Roman Empire.

The focus of all inquiries was only one name – his friend and relative, Ludwig.

"Little Louis, what kind of women does Ludwig like, older or younger?"

This was the most frequently asked question, and he also gave photos of the unmarried daughters of Bonaparte's own family, which opened Bonaparte's eyes.

These daughters in the photo are not comparable to those canaries of Bonaparte, all of them are born noble, white and beautiful, and the heaviest thing in this life may be luxury bags.

Their most important mission is the marriage between families.

The entire Holy Roman Empire was a federal imperial state of the principality formed by the ancient Roman Empire and the many marriages of local nobles.

The federations have a high degree of autonomy, but all owe allegiance to Her Majesty Margaret, as the Roman blood is the only one in this world that is recognized by everyone.

Many of the daughters in this are relatives of Bonaparte for about three generations, and the Holy Roman Empire is such a circle, and those who don't look up and look down are basically in-laws.

Ludwig, I have a bad feeling that you're in for a big deal!

The day before yesterday, he was caught by Louis, Duke of France, and when he became his son-in-law, Bonaparte found that his friend Ludwig seemed to have fallen into the eyes of his father-in-law.

It's just that for some reason, my father-in-law still restrained himself, and only briefly inquired about Ludwig's swordsmanship.

It seems that the future is promising, and it is also in line with Bonaparte's expectations.

It's gold, and it always shines.

With the terrifying swordsmanship of his friend and sister Ludwig, it was only a matter of time before he stood out.

Today was a different battle, and Bonaparte swore that he had never seen so many Electors of the Holy Roman Empire gathered in his life.

They looked at themselves as if they were looking at the future of the Holy Roman Empire.

This, what the hell is going on?

Ludwig ...... There are no examples of romance yet......"

"The type of woman he likes......"

Bonaparte could only find two in his mind.

Use his little yard golden house to hide Jiao, the damn Ludwig couple on the bed.

The problem is, you can't say this, you can't say it with your mouth torn up, this is the insistence of being a relative and friend.

"Neither the young nor the older are a problem."

After holding it for a long time, Bonaparte could only say this ambiguous answer.

"That's good, that's good, it's best not to be picky."

Unexpectedly, this answer was unexpectedly welcomed by the Electors of the Holy Roman Empire.

The next thing is even weirder.

Bonaparte was taken to the tallest building in Vienna, the capital of the arts, the unfinished observatory.

One look, good guys!

My father, the Duke of Holland, has arrived!

Duke of Spain, Duke of Poland, Duke of Italy...... The Elector of the Holy Roman Empire, which was closer to Vienna, was full of all his staff.

The unfinished observatory is equipped with the highest accuracy available, and it is said that you can directly see the crater on the moon.

Each telescope of this precision costs more than 10,000 gold pounds, and the lenses alone require years of polishing by the gold fingers of Zeiss.

Bonaparte wondered if all the best telescopes of the Holy Roman Empire were now being sent to the unfinished observatory.

More than a dozen dukes of the Holy Roman Empire, the big men who stood at the top of Europa, each had one, and it seemed that they had a lot of spare goods left.

Several of them, who are not very accustomed to using such high-precision telescopes, also need the help of the scholars around them to adjust their focus and see what they want.

"Is this some major astronomical event?"

"Could it be that the predictions of scientists that a meteorite will hit the moon are true?

Bonaparte could not have imagined any astronomical event that would make the Electors of the Holy Roman Empire so excited to fiddle with their telescopes.

The question is, it's not night either, it's not the best time for stargazing at all, and why are these telescope lenses pointing downward?

"No, Young Master Louie, the Duke is not looking at the stars, but at people who are more important than the stars."

"That person, Master Louie, you are no stranger to him, he is a person who will change the history of the Holy Roman Empire, and he is also the person of the world."

The maids of the Viennese court, who were in charge of taking care of the dukes, laughed.

Because of that bombing news, they, the court maids, were fortunate enough to witness a historic scene.

Seriously, they still feel a little unreal.

This happened on the same day that Her Majesty Queen Margaret announced that she was going to abdicate, and it sparked the entire highest echelons of the Holy Roman Empire.

"Are they looking at people?"

"Who is it...... Belch...... No way? ”

Bonaparte also set up the telescope in the same way, adjusted the focus with the help of the scholars next to him, and finally locked on to a certain location on the Danube River in Vienna.

This, why is this place so familiar?

An ordinary small yard, an ordinary small pond, sword marks on the walls, and traces of hanging walls.

Wait, isn't this my little nest in Vienna!

So, my dad, and who are the Electors of the Holy Roman Empire looking at?

…………

"Well, tomorrow I'm going to show you around Vienna, a city with a lot of great art."

Ludwig agreed to Margaret's request, making Anastasia on the roof and Margaret in the house smile.

This idiot, I've finally opened up a little bit.

"You and Anna both get a good rest, especially you, Mary."

"After awakening the supernatural power, you have overused it a little, which is not good."

Ludwig sensed the contraction of Margaret's supernatural powers, which was the result of Her Majesty the Holy Roman Empire's excitement and the use of the supernatural tail as a flying tool.

She had just awakened her transcendent power, but she had not yet been able to use this power as a stepping tool.

"Come on, Anna, I've got something to whisper to you."

"Ludwig, don't listen, it's a secret between girls."

Margaret beckoned Anastasia from the roof to Ludwig's bed, and the two of them slipped into the sheets together and began to whisper.

"I'm going to go fishing and take a break."

Ludwig put away the "sleeping Anna", picked up the fishing rod, and went to the small pond in the yard again to begin his daily meditation on absolute sense of time.

Under the covers, Anastasia was the first to attack.

"Auntie, you have a problem."

"Confess honestly, confess leniently, and resist strictly!"

"Otherwise I'm going to scratch your armpits!"

From the moment Margaret returned, Anastasia was keenly aware of unusual smells.

Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire, who was extremely confident, rarely had this sense of uneasiness as if she had made a big mistake.

While she slept in Ludwig's bed and regained her strength, what happened to Aunt Margaret when she returned to the Viennese court?

"Hey, it's hard to put into words this time."

"I made a mistake that I definitely shouldn't have made."

"It's strange how I, who have always been calm, could make such a stupid mistake."

Margaret herself was puzzled by the fact that she had shot herself in the foot.

When she returned to the Vienna court this time, she just went to get some secret medicine that could replenish Anastasia's qi and blood, and by the way, she informed her courtiers that she was ready to enter the abdication procedure.

Anastasia's succession was something she had decided a long time ago.

She had already talked to the Electors of the Holy Roman Empire about the process of this abdication, and it was all arranged.

Even if she did suffer the most unimaginable worst situation and was assassinated and killed, Anastasia would be able to complete the process without any problems.

For these Electors who had always supported her and built the Holy Roman Empire with her, Margaret believed in their ability to execute.

The Holy Roman Empire belonged to Rome, and they were part of Rome.

She couldn't think about it, so she told them on a whim, "Ludwig is actually my illegitimate child"!

Ludwig was indeed the son of Rome, and it was okay to round it up to say that it was her child, but she really did not expect that this announcement would cause a revolt among the electors of the Holy Roman Empire.

At that time, she just wanted to give Ludwig, the Roman transcendent sword saint, an identity worthy of his status.

She abdicated, Ludwig who had no intention of taking the throne of the Holy Roman Empire, was a perfect match, wasn't she?

The Empire gave Anastasia, who had always been eager to create a new order in the world, and she and Ludwig walked hand in hand to find a way to become stronger in the transcendent world, which was Margaret's hope.

As a result, there is no messed up!

"Isn't it!"

"Auntie, did you recognize Ludwig as your illegitimate child?"

"Still a lost child of the Far East, a miracle child who once came back from the dead."

In the bed, Anastasia was also stunned by her aunt's strange operation, the kind whose tail was entwined with Margaret's tail.

"I am...... I want to repay Ludwig and prepare to give him the title of Roman Sword Master for life. ”

"In the past, the ancient Roman Empire did the same, and the title of Juggernaut was a glorious title second only to Caesar Octavian to Julius Augustus and Constantine."

"The name of the sword saint Ludwig will become a Roman legend."

This was Margaret's original intention, and there was no political significance at all, she simply wanted Ludwig to get what he deserved.

It's a pity that she forgot about something.

Giving members of the Roman Divine Blood the title of Juggernaut was a tradition that only existed during the ancient Roman Empire.

The last Roman Sword Saint was hundreds of years ago, and there were still more than a dozen Roman gods at that time.

That Juggernaut could have given up his inheritance and lived the life he wanted to pursue transcendent power.

And now, the entire world can be counted with one palm of the Roman Divine Blood Bloodline, how can there be a Roman Divine Blood Sword Saint who is at ease.

"This, I can imagine the expressions of the Grand Dukes."

"They must have started to force you, Aunt Palace, to recognize Ludwig's brother's status as the Holy Roman Crown Prince, right?"

Anastasia bit her aunt's hair, wondering why she had an inexplicable sense of joy.

Well, great!

Thanks to the providence in the dark, the ending of Aunt Margaret's elopement with Ludwig can be avoided.

It is possible that an unknown student of the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts eloped with Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire, who had abdicated and disappeared.

And the crown prince of the Holy Roman Empire is still the illegitimate son of Her Majesty the Empress, and this elopement of the world line will definitely fail!

Sure enough, the destiny is in meow!

It must have been the great will of the world that rejected Aunt Margaret's abduction of Ludwig's defeated ending.

Anastasia, so you won't lose!

"Yes, everyone is accusing me of not being able to ignore Ludwig's existence and pass the throne of the Holy Roman Empire directly to you."

"Otherwise, this child is too pitiful."

"Your Majesty, Crown Prince Ludwig needs your attention."

"Your Majesty Margaret, the empire needs the crown prince, and it needs a male heir to the blood of the Roman gods!"

Margaret described the words and deeds of the Electors of the Holy Roman Empire, and the whole person was angry.

In fact, the actions of these Electors of the Holy Roman Empire were much more than that.

At the Vienna Court Observatory, when Ludwig walked out of the room with a fishing rod and leaned against the trees by the pond to start fishing, the dukes held their breath one by one and looked intently at the black-haired young man who looked a little lazy.

The oldest in their hundreds, and the youngest in their fifties, the highest echelons of the Holy Roman Empire, did not dare to gasp when they looked at Ludwig.

It took a long time for someone to speak out, breaking the silent state of everyone's tacit understanding.

"This is Crown Prince Ludwig, the hope for the future of our Holy Roman Empire."

Speaking out was Louis, Duke of France, the chief elector of the Holy Roman Empire.

Theoretically, Margaret had no descendants, and if Princess Anastasia of the Eastern Roman Empire was denied succession, he was the most likely candidate to temporarily serve as First Consul and replace the Emperor in charge of the Holy Roman Empire.

But now, this old man is full of tears, and he looks at Ludwig more dearly than he looks at his own grandson.

"That's right, this is Ludwig, the child of His Majesty Margaret, the new generation of Roman swordmasters, our Highness the Crown Prince!"

Duke Wilhelm of Germany blushed, Ludwig was a child who grew up in Bavaria, the son of Europa.

No matter how good Anastasia is, she is also a princess of the Tsarist Russian Empire, even if she does have a pure-blood certificate with golden cat ears, she is not as good as Ludwig.

It's not that they don't like Princess Anastasia, it's that a child of the direct bloodline of Princess Purple Hall is too important!

"God bless Rome, God bless Her Majesty Margaret! I didn't think of finding a boy who looks better than a girl! ”

"If I knew that this would work, Her Majesty Margaret would not have been unmarried for a hundred years!"

"Quick, quick, I'll ask His Highness Ludwig for the same fishing rod, and I'll find it all over Vienna!"

"Fishing is good, I also like fishing, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has the same hobby, the Ou Fish in the Danube is delicious, but I have to prepare special fishing tackle every time."

"I didn't expect that we would have the opportunity to fish with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who is truly a Roman god blood, and we have no regrets in our lives."

"Hurry up, call the best painter in Vienna, the kind that can sketch, and draw the painting of Crown Prince Ludwig fishing!"

"It's an order!"

The dukes of the empire were in tears, and the ladies of the Vienna court were completely exploding.

"Look, His Royal Highness Crown Prince Ludwig is fishing, and that posture is perfect!"

"Ahhhh

"I heard that he is only eighteen years old this year, and he has just been in the frustration of losing the list of the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts, and the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts dares to refuse the admission of the imperial crown prince, what arrogance and arrogance it is!"

"The Vienna Academy of Fine Arts, the root of all evil, they are against the will of the world by not allowing His Royal Highness Crown Prince Ludwig to enroll!"

For a time, Europa became the world's first art palace, the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts, was sprayed with blood.

In a corner of the observatory, Bonaparte rubbed his eyes, looked at the familiar and unfamiliar black-haired figure, and sighed deeply.

"I see, that's why Princess Anastasia and Her Majesty Margaret went to you."

"I can't help you this time, friend and family."

"No, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of our Holy Roman Empire, Ludwig."

"Damn, I'm still so envious of you!"

"No, if you count the seniority, aren't you my elder!"