"How does it feel to open the door to the transcendent, has there been a new transcendent organ like Mary, like a second tail or something?"

For Ludwig, Anastasia was the second transcendent he had met after Margaret.

Judging by Margaret's example, the characteristics of each transcendent are different.

Even if there is a blood relationship, the transcendent power that has awakened may be far away.

"It's not like my aunt, my words are from ten times the limit to fifty times."

"Moreover, I feel that this is far from the limit, and it will definitely be able to increase to a higher multiple in the future."

"In addition, the ability to make money has also improved!"

Anastasia prefers the latter ascension to the fifty-fold extreme burst.

The "Golden Rule of Wealth", the passive talent, has a supernatural intuition for all clues related to money, and can pick up money at will.

Now, take it a step further and see the fortune!

His aunt Margaret, Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire, was shining with gold.

Ludwig, who was obviously poor enough to go hunting in the Vienna Woods, also had golden seeds on his body, which meant that the future was promising, the kind that was limitless.

Bonaparte's kid is estimated to be at the level of dog's head gold.

Anastasia herself, even more golden.

Finally, there is the god golden god cat-sama.

Wow, it's brighter than the sun!

Truly no one can compare with God!

With wealth, it is possible to dominate the world order and unify the two Roman empires, which is Anastasia's simple little goal.

"It's really different."

"You're a little money fan, Anna."

Ludwig couldn't help but laugh.

"That's it, people must have dreams in life."

"A life without dreams is no different from salted fish."

"Even His Majesty the Emperor of Rome, doesn't he have a dream of coming to meet the golden cat god?" Anastasia leaned into Ludwig's ear and deliberately blew on him.

Well, everyone has the power to dream.

I've changed a lot since I met you.

The world, it's really big.

And there's more than one world under the stars.

Gods and spirits also exist.

In the future, we will definitely see a wider and more beautiful world.

And, I use a paintbrush to draw them all.

Jieli, what you can't fulfill, I'll do for you.

Whew, I don't know why, I'm a little sleepy.

Is the speed of time here still too much of a burden on human beings?

Oops, if you fall asleep at this time, what time will it be when you wake up?

Ludwig closed his eyes in a daze and fell asleep with Margaret.

"It's strange, I'm so happy, why am I sleepy?"

Anastasia rubbed her eyes.

I finally came to the Neverland, the place where the gods were located, the place that the ancestors and the first Emperor Caesar longed for.

Here again, I received the power of the blessing of the gods, and awakened the transcendent power.

The two kinds of happiness came together, and it was supposed to be happy for days and nights.

At this time, shouldn't you pet the cat to the fullest, right?

Good...... Sleepy, Anastasia also fell, and happened to hug Ludwig with her aunt Margaret.

One second, two seconds.

Or an hour, or two hours later.

From the calm lake, a faint sigh was heard.

"How long are you going to pretend to be asleep, cat."

Under the ancient tree, a certain golden dream species that was pretending to be asleep quietly opened a trace of its eyes, looking at the three people who had fallen asleep together on their bodies.

In those eyes, they were full of expectation, innocent, and cute.

Time could not leave any trace on this golden dreamy creature, just like when I first saw my youth.

"I know you can't bear this space-time anomaly, but I want to remind you that you can't interfere with the trial of the silver concubine."

"At most, we can only wait here, waiting for the moment when everything settles and all the variables of fate are successfully observed."

"Because of his entry, the original script is gone, and a whole new story is being depicted."

"Come with me and wait for the final result."

"Looking forward to ...... He grew up. ”

Red coral bushes rose from the lake and surrounded the island from all sides, the power of the Crimson Sea Princess.

"Meow ......"

"People want to be hugged, too."

"It's been a long time since I've eaten bread."

The golden cat is coquettish, and the wing-shaped cat ears gently cover the bodies of Ludwig, Anastasia, and Margaret, like the softest quilt in the world.

"You're still that little gluttonous cat."

The princess of the Crimson King family, and the head of the Crimson King family, Coral smiled dumbly.

"The rate of change in the world line is more than fifty percent."

"The transcendent roots, which originally existed only in the backstory, were found by him."

"The world of science, where wealth is the only absolute power, will usher in the advent of extraordinary power."

"What he says, even if it's a lie, can change the world."

"And, she came into this world too."

"A new storm has arrived."

"It's really exciting, his story and their story."

The golden cat wagged its tail, very resentful.

"My generation also wants to join, why can't the fantasy species enter this world?"

Princess Coral takes a look at this dreamy species that can infect the world just by the space-time warp caused by sleep, and you don't look at your size.

That small world inhabited by only a few billion people, if a behemoth like you comes, it will not be an extraordinary coming, but an end coming.

If you want to appear, you can only appear on the world line at the moment when the final ending is born, that is, the world line where the "Silver Princess" is determined, Maomao.

Now, just like me, watch over his story and theirs.

Meow!

It's not fair! “

I thought bread, steaming golden bread.

Gotta speed up!

What bad intentions can cats have!

The great golden cat just wants to find the "him" meow that disappeared in history earlier!

I keep speeding up time, just for the moment of that encounter.

Coral, I'm sorry meow!

…………

Ludwig woke up in a daze from the warm feminine body scent, his eyes completely unfocused for a while, and he looked at the crowd in front of him who didn't know when.

Uh, old man gardener?

There are also many old people who don't know him, all looking at him with anxious eyes.

By the way, there is also his own relatives and friends Bonaparte, what is going on with those complicated eyes.

"Huh?"

Ludwig's left-hand Marguerite was the second to wake up, and she was stunned at first, looking at the Holy Roman Empire Grand Dukes with tears on their faces on their seats in the Senate.

This is, what's wrong?

Didn't she tell not to disturb her and Anastasia and Ludwig to visit the ruins of the Roman Senate?

"Meow!"

The last to wake up was Anastasia, who stretched comfortably and wiped her face with her paws, only to find the group of old men below.

"Wake up!"

"Wake up!"

"Crown Prince Ludwig is awake!"

"God bless Rome, God bless Her Majesty!"

"I almost had my heart stop!"

"Your Majesty Margaret, Princess Anastasia is also awake, great!"

"I just said it would be fine, the three of them were breathing and heartbeat very steadily, they just fell asleep."

"It's been three days, it's okay, it's really good.

Under the throne of the Alps, a large number of dukes of the Holy Roman Empire fell on their knees, and the Electors have arrived!

Since Her Majesty Empress Margaret, Princess Anastasia, and Crown Prince Ludwig entered the ruins of the Roman Senate three days ago, the eyes of the entire Holy Roman Empire have been focused on this deserted building.

On the first day, everyone waited patiently outside, and no one disobeyed Her Majesty Margaret's orders.

The next day, some people began to sit still, and the Council of the Electors of the Holy Roman Empire was quickly convened, and an urgent proposal was passed to send someone in to observe what was going on.

Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire, as well as the future first heir, the first princess of the Eastern Roman Empire, all slept on the throne of the ancient Roman Alps, and the truth was also known to the dukes at this time.

On the third day, all the Electors of the Holy Roman Empire arrived and decided to enter the ruins of the Senate to wait.

The Grand Dukes were mentally prepared for the worst and called a doctor in advance.

That's more than 20 hours.

Even Louis, the most calm Duke of France, was already sweating profusely.

Several dukes who were not psychologically good even fainted directly on the chairs.

The emergency medical personnel prepared for the three of them were not used on them, but instead rescued the dukes.

Until, Ludwig was the first to open his eyes, followed by Margaret, Anastasia.

"Her Majesty?"

"Princess Anastasia?"

"Crown Prince Ludwig?"

Ludwig looked around, who is this talking about, where did the crown prince, the empress, the princess come from.

On this Alpine throne, he and Anna and Marie were the only tourists who came to visit the Viennese court.

As a result, the three of them seem to have fallen asleep together on this throne of the ancient Roman Alps?

No, not asleep, but through the mark of Caesar, the first emperor of ancient Rome, I went to the magical Neverland and met the "god" that the first emperor never forgot.

The golden cat, a great existence that transcends the river of time, is eternal and immortal, and the origin of the original transcendent power of this world.

Ludwig's last impression was that he had fallen asleep unconsciously, under the warm breath of the golden cat.

So in the real world, he also fell asleep, and it seems that he overslept?

Or, are you still dreaming?

"Meow, I slept so well, and the transcendent has awakened!"

Anastasia was the first to adapt, jumped onto the throne of the Alps, and raised her hands as if she wanted to embrace the whole world.

"Good morning, everyone!"

The Electors of the Holy Roman Empire smiled.

Princess Anastasia is still the innocent little princess, who is loved by everyone.

Had it not been for the birth of Crown Prince Ludwig, her first succession to the Holy Roman Empire would have been a foregone conclusion.

However, even so, she is still one of the representatives of the Roman divine blood, the successor of the Eastern Roman Empire.

"Ahem...... This throne has a special power, which is a gift from the ancestors of ancient Rome to future generations. ”

"Let you see the joke."

Ludwig looked at Margaret beside him in surprise.

So calm, so elegant, this is a Mary he has never seen before.

In retrospect, what I should have noticed when I first met her was that the nobility of the gestures was not at all like something that a forest ranger could have.

It was only at that time that Ludwig thought that Mary was just the second daughter of a noble family, the last daughter or something, and now he realized that he seemed to have made a big mistake.

"Three days have come, Your Majesty Margaret."

"Has this throne allowed His Majesty to find the answer?"

"One of the most sacred relics of ancient Roman times, it still gives the right answer, doesn't it, Your Majesty Margaret."

The agreement with Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire expired, and the major dukes stopped pretending.

In particular, Louis, Duke of France, who stood at the front of the Senate table, raised his head and chest, and his eyes were full of brilliance, as if he had returned to his youth.

The first generalissimo who led the Holy Roman Empire alliance against the invincible Eastern Roman Empire army, with a military strength of 1 to 3, fought a 1 to 10 battle loss, is back.

"Yes, God bless Rome."

"Ludwig, indeed, is the son of Rome."

Feeling the incomparably active divine factor in her body, and witnessing Ludwig's process of fulfilling the wish of the first Emperor Caesar, Margaret nodded.

She couldn't deny that Ludwig was the only one who lived up to the expectations of the original Kaiser Emperor.

The "Caesar Octavian Julius Augustus Constantine" who founded Rome had the desire to go to the sea of stars to find his god.

Ludwig was the only one in this world who could fulfill this wish, and he also took them with him to contact the golden fantasy god.

In her dreams, she even felt the soothing of the great deity.

There are no words to describe the feeling of reassurance that still lingers in her body.

"Then, please keep your promise to Her Majesty."

"Crown Prince Ludwig, please accept our allegiance."

Louis, Duke of France, was the first to take the lead in kneeling and offering his heart and loyalty to the future of great Rome, to the ancient blood of the Roman gods.

"I, Louis, Duke of France!"

"I, Duke Wilhelm of Germany!"

"I, Duke Karl of Austria!"

The Electors of the Holy Roman Empire, led by the three dukes, all fell to their knees before the ancient Alpine throne.

It's a thousand-year-old Roman heritage!

This is a moment of great glory and glory for the Holy Roman Empire!

At this moment, the eighteen-year-old young man on the throne will inherit the history of the great Rome and lead the Holy Roman Empire to a more glorious era.

Dozens of Electors of the Holy Roman Empire.

France, Germany, Austria, Spain, Portugal, Ireland, Great Britain, Italy, African continent, Australian continent.

The highest echelons of the Holy Roman Empire, the dukes with the qualifications of electors, all came here.

Among them, some are gray-haired old men who fought with Margaret, the princess of the Purple Room, against the tyrant Roman Roman before the founding of the Holy Roman Empire.

Some inherited the title of duke from their father's generation, and grew up listening to the name of Her Majesty Queen Margaret.

Others are already in the third generation, and they have only recently ascended to the position of duke.

The only thing that the three generations have in common is that they are absolute adherents of the Holy Roman Empire, and the Holy Roman Empire is their faith.

The blood of the Roman gods is the only transcendent bloodline recognized in the world.

Only the blood of the gods is eligible to ascend to the throne of Rome.

This was true thousands of years ago, and it is true thousands of years later.

As long as the blood blood of the gods still exists, the glory of Rome will never end, and it is a great empire on which the sun never sets!

Now, the appearance of Crown Prince Ludwig is undoubtedly proof that God has blessed Rome.

Ludwig felt the pressure like never before, wasn't the group of nobles in gorgeous formal suits below really joking?

What kind of theatrical performance is going on here?

Ludwig looked at the dukes attentively, and the appearance of several of them gradually corresponded to the headlines in the newspapers.

No, it can't be true!

With a talent for absolute precision, Ludwig found almost 100 percent of the big figures in the photocopied photographs.

Standing in the first place, the old man of the gardener, who was smiling not long ago, is not Louis, the Grand Duke of France, after putting on the military uniform!

The latter one was none other than Duke Wilhelm of Germany himself.

Later, the owner of the art capital of Vienna, Duke Karl of Austria, was also a frequent visitor to the newspaper headlines.

The one next to Bonaparte came out of the same mold as him, and the father-son relationship was clear at a glance - it was the Duke of Holland himself, yes, and a Louis.

"Mary...... Are you talking about relatives ......?"

Ludwig turned his head with great difficulty, looking at Margaret who was looking at him with an embarrassed expression.

"Well, there are a lot of relatives, and I can't help it."

"The history of Rome is the history of Roman royalty."

"Hello, Ludwig, let me introduce you again, I'm Margaret, and everyone called me Mary when I was a child."

"The guardian of the Vienna Woods, but also France, Germany, Austria, Spain, Portugal, Ireland, Great Britain, Italy, the African continent, the Australian continent...... of the Guardians. ”

"An empress of the Holy Roman Empire who is about to abdicate, this is Princess Anastasia, the same Princess Anastasia you know."

"It's okay to call her Little Anna, she is likely to be lower than you."

Margaret sighed.

Ludwig, I'm sorry.

Originally, there should have been two more days for her and Anastasia to mentally prepare him.

Why, three days have passed all of a sudden?

This sleep, I slept a little too long.

Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire naturally didn't know, this was because a certain golden god cat was reluctant to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so he and them stayed for three days and gave the three of them more blessings.

As a result, it was already three days later in the morning, and the sudden slumber event almost caused the Electors of the Holy Roman Empire to suffer a heart attack.

Now, it's just a matter of catching ducks to the shelves.

"Mary...... Anna? ”

Ludwig looked up at Anastasia, who was lying on the throne of the Alps, freed herself from finally awakening to her supernatural powers.

"That's right, what my aunt said is true."

"Also, she accidentally told a big lie in order to make you a Roman sword master."

Anastasia bit Ludwig's ear and added fuel to her aunt's stupid mistake.

"I am the illegitimate son of Her Majesty the Holy Roman Empire?"

"The Electors of the Holy Roman Empire will protect my inheritance?"

"They unanimously agreed that Ju was the crown prince of the Holy Roman Empire?"

"Mary is going to abdicate, and she originally wanted you to inherit the Holy Roman Empire, but now it's me?"

The truth that Anastasia revealed was so explosive that it took Ludwig a long time to come to his senses.

What and what is it!

When did he become the empress's illegitimate son, and he also made a miracle of resurrection after death.

Did these Electors of the Holy Roman Empire really believe it?

Even if it's an extraordinary bloodline, there's no way to resurrect it after death.

"This dream is too bizarre."

Ludwig had a headache, pinched his temples, and then stared at his friend Bonaparte in the crowd.

Bonaparte, why are you in my dreams?

And with an expression of envy, jealousy, and hatred, he looked at me sitting on the throne of the Alps.

"I know you don't want to believe it, and you won't admit that you're my bastard, Ludwig."

"However, the Roman divine blood in you is genuine."

"Even the throne of the Alps, left by the great patriarch Caesar, recognizes you.

Margaret winked mischievously at Ludwig, and an invisible tacit understanding between the two was born.

Now you don't have to say anything, Ludwig.

Leave it all to me.

"Hmmm......"

Ludwig really didn't know what to say at such a time, so he just thought it was a bizarre dream, and let the dream Marie and Anna play freely.

"I owe Ludwigdor a debt to him, so I will no longer object to your proposal to elect him crown prince of the Holy Roman Empire."

"However, there is one thing that you are absolutely not allowed to mess around."

"Ludwig, there will be no political marriages."

"Even if he wants a lover, it must be his own liking, and you must obey Ludwig's wishes."

"It's a joint decision between me and Anastasia."

"The glory of the blood of the gods of Rome is not to be blasphemed!"

Margaret stepped forward and announced her decision to all the Electors of the Holy Roman Empire.

It was a quid, with Her Majesty's veto as a bargaining chip in exchange for Ludwig's freedom of love.

"Follow your will, Her Majesty Queen Margaret."

"Yes, of course Crown Prince Ludwig has the freedom to fall in love, and no one can force a Roman sword master to marry politically."

"Agreed!"

Isn't this dream getting stranger and stranger?

Ludwig was puzzled.