Not long after Char and the others left the hospital, the sky of the imperial capital was shrouded in dark clouds, and under the lead-gray sky, the entire avenue was submerged in thick water vapor.

The imperial palace was also covered with a gray curtain of water, as if standing in a thick fog, and the entire imperial capital was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

Moria's room was on the east side of the palace, to the left of the Emperor's Oval Office, which opened the door to enter.

Compared with Alicia's room, this room is more in line with the royal style, with an area of more than 100 square meters, the floor is covered with short-staple precious carpets, and even the walls are velvet.

The furniture inside is custom-made by famous masters, the wood used is very valuable, the ceilings are shiny with gold, and the curtains are all satin-finished fabrics with lustre.

The portrait is clearly the work of a top artist, with meticulous attention to detail, just like the photograph, in which a woman is depicted.

A woman with long black hair, wearing a long cyan dress with a large skirt, sits on a chair, her legs are pressed to one side, and her hands are on her thighs, elegant and dignified.

Her appearance is very similar to Alicia, but compared to Alicia, her appearance is closer to the East, and she has a more warm feeling.

"That's Moria's wife, Anya." Silas Road.

In the corner of the bedroom, Char and Silas sat on either side of a three-legged table with some court treats that Sebas had brought from somewhere.

Char recognized one of the pastries, which he had eaten in the past, called Napoleon cake.

But it has nothing to do with Napoleon, it's just some homophonic misinformation.

The French name of this cake is Mille-feuille, which means a thousand layers of puff pastry, so it is also called a thousand layers of puff pastry.

He had only eaten it once, because it was too expensive and the puff pastry process was complicated.

Char picked up one of Napoleon and looked at it carefully, there were some differences from what he had eaten in the past, but the sandwich between the puff pastry was still very rich, not only whipped cream, but also custard.

He tried to put it in his mouth and took a bite, the crispy and loose puff pastry was bitten open, and then he tasted the tenderness of the whipped cream and custard sauce inside, in which the milky aroma bloomed, and the multiple layers of flavor were displayed on his taste buds, and the sweetness was also moderate.

After losing his heart, appetite was one of the few desires he still had.

Char took out the wine that Sebas had given him earlier, and then took out two glass goblets out of nowhere.

He uncorked the wine and poured it into the glass, which glowed like a rose-like pink color.

He placed one of the glasses with the wine next to Sebas.

The rich aroma of sake enters the nostrils with the breath, and the mere smell of it is intoxicating, and the sake brewed by the gods is indeed different from ordinary sake.

Char held his glass and stretched it out to Sebas.

But Sebas didn't move, he looked at the wine glass in front of him, his face was obviously struggling, and then smiled helplessly at Char.

"Let's wait until I finish the last order, there used to be a Grim Reaper who liked to drink at work, and then poked out a big basket."

Char raised his eyebrows, "It really should be like this." ”

He took back the wine glass and took a sip of it himself, the rich aroma of wine bloomed between his lips and teeth, and every taste bud on the tip of his tongue was excited, which was not only a physical enjoyment, but also a soul and spiritual transparency.

Even though it has been in the abdomen for a long time, the residual fragrance still lingers between the lips and teeth.

The alcohol content is within the range of his tolerance, and the higher the degree of wine, the better, but also related to the rest of the production process, and there are also some low-alcohol drinks that many people like.

Char sipped the wine as she looked to the other corner of the bedroom.

Yes, there were still many people in this room, and there was an old man with gray hair and a thin body lying on the bed, who seemed to be dying, but there seemed to be some obsessions supporting him.

Obviously, this should be what Silas said, the emperor of Britannia, Moria.

Even the master of this super-huge empire of more than 10 million square kilometers is no different from ordinary people when facing death.

There were quite a few people around, ranging from doctors in black robes to some aristocratic men and women of all ages, who were gorgeously dressed.

But none of them noticed that in the corner of the bedroom, two people who no one knew were quietly watching it all while enjoying a pastry.

Even the aroma of the wine was completely inaudible to them, as if there was a wall of air that split the two into two dimensions.

A beautiful young woman was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding the emaciated palm of the dying old man with one hand and wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with a tissue in the other.

She has a very young appearance, there is no wrinkle on her face, but her eyes and temperament are very mature, she looks about thirty years old, she has a Roman roll that many European ladies will keep, and she wears a beige long dress.

"That's Moria's eldest daughter, Isabel." "The heir to the first line of the Empire, the blonde man next to her, is his husband, Pharos, a prince of a declining royal family, who has renounced the throne and naturalized Britannia. ”

Char nodded, and at this moment, the door on one side suddenly opened, and another younger woman staggered in.

She looked a lot like that Isabelle, except that her hair was longer.

"Father, father!"

The woman cried out in a choked voice when she saw Moriah like this, and she sat down on the edge of the bed, grabbed Moria's other hand, and sobbed quietly.

"I'm back, father."

"That's supposed to be his second daughter, right?" Char asked.

Sebas nodded, "It's called Eugenia." ”

After a pause, he continued, "In the past few years, the emperor's health has not been very good, his two daughters, as well as his younger brother, and the various forces behind him, are all taking advantage of this opportunity to compete with each other for power. ”

Char nodded, this should be the reason for the appearance of people like Rick.....

Moria's cloudy eyes turned her head, but not at the woman, but at the door she had come from, which was still slightly open, but no one had come in anymore.....

Isabel seemed to know what Moria was thinking, and said, "Don't worry, father, whether it's the secret police in the imperial capital or the surrounding army, we have used it.

Tomorrow we will make an announcement, the whole imperial capital... No, a nationwide bounty will be issued to mobilize the power of the people.

As long as she is in Britannia, then Alicia will be found by us. ”

Her husband, Pharos, also spoke on the side, "Alicia is the third in line to the throne, if it's because of the throne dispute, or whatever.

There's a good chance she'll be used as a bargaining chip to threaten us later, so she should be safe until they get what they want. ”

Moriah was still speechless, his gaze retracting from the gate, and he took a few deep breaths, his face flushed slightly.

He stared at the portrait in front of him, his eyes deep, as if he were recalling the past, and then he spoke slowly.

"When Alicia first arrived at the palace, she didn't like the etiquette classes in the palace.

Therefore, I often think of various ways to skip class.....

Pretending to be sick, or hiding....

But it didn't work..."

His voice was hoarse and weak.

"Later...... She cried to me every day, and I told her the location of the secret passages in the palace.

When I was a child, I used to run out of the palace to play in that secret passage, and I received a lot of scolding for this.

But she... It's so much smarter than me, and it's only going out for a few hours at a time and coming back.

This made those maids think that Her Royal Highness Alicia had some special talent in hide and seek. ”

Moriah grinned.

After a pause, he took a deep breath and continued, "But one day it was discovered. ”

"She's been missing for a long, long time.....

The people I sent to guard her outside the palace also confirmed that she had entered the secret passage, but neither the palace nor the secret passage..... I couldn't find her.

At that time, as it is now, many people went to look for it, but they couldn't find it.

Guess where she was found in the end? ”

Moriath smiled, but then coughed violently, relenting a little, as he continued.

She fell asleep in a hard-to-see corner of the passageway.

Tens of thousands of people in the whole emperor were looking for her, anxious for her, but she was sleeping there.

Later, along with Alicia, I was severely scolded by your mother. ”

Isabel also seemed to remember the scene at that time, and a smile subconsciously appeared on her face.

But then, she heard Moriah continue.

But now she ..... I guess I can't even find the entrance to the secret passage....

Lost her again, your mother, should be scolding me again. ”

Isabel looked up, and Moria, looking at the other side in distraction, turned her head, and saw a portrait of her mother.

Her eyes turned red again, and she bowed her head and was silent.

"That glass of milk was for me to drink." Moria's voice was weak, "Blind, it should be me." ”

"It's none of your business, it's obviously done by those rebels who want to kill the king!" Eugenia said excitedly.

"No, it's because of me."

Moriah stared at the portrait with a misty look in her eyes, as if imagining another possibility.

"If I don't return to the palace, inherit this throne, and get involved in this endless maelstrom.

Perhaps, she will not be blind, and your mother, perhaps, will not die.

Maybe Alicia won't be missing, and her life and death are uncertain. ”

He laughed to himself.

"But in this world.... Where are there so many ifs....."

Suddenly, he coughed violently again, this time violently, as if he were about to cough out his lungs, and then a mouthful of black-red blood spat on the cup.

"Father!" Eugenia shouted excitedly.

Moriah clutched Eugenia and Isabel's hands, his bloodshot eyes glaring at the boss, breathing heavily, but he was already taking in more air and less breathing.

He looked at his two daughters, his trembling lips trying to pull out a few syllables, but he couldn't hear them clearly....

"I'll find her, father." Isabel responded with tears, not knowing if she really heard clearly.

Moria looked at the portrait not far away, and the eyes full of obsession had completely lost their charm, his mouth was slightly open and closed up and down, and his face was bloodless, like a withered branch, full of life.

Isabel and Eugenia kept calling out to their father, shouting and shouting, crying and shouting.

However, he has stopped responding ...