"It's a wine made by the god of wine, as if you were in a fruitful vineyard."

In my ears, an unfamiliar voice sounded.....

Moriah smelled an extremely rich aroma of wine, and his whole soul and spirit were cleared by it.

He slowly opened his eyes, and he saw the familiar environment, in his bedroom.

But now he is no longer lying in bed, he follows the smell of wine, and sees Char and Sebas sitting in the corner.

One of them wore a black Grim Reaper's robe, the other in a black coat, each holding a goblet in his hand, in which the rose-red wine gave off an alluring sheen, and the aroma of the wine must have come from the glass.

It was Silas who had just spoken, and it was clear that he still couldn't resist the temptation of the red wine.

Moria was certain that she had never seen either of them, and that they clearly didn't look like nice people in their strange attire.

The experience of being assassinated several times over the years made him cry out loudly.

"Guards! Guardsman! ”

But apparently, no one responded to him.

He looked at his bed, at the people with heavy faces around him, he didn't seem to realize what was happening, he looked at his son-in-law Pharos, and shouted excitedly.

"Pharos! Mobilize the guards! ”

He didn't respond, which made Moria even more irritated, and he shouted at the people around him.

"Are you all blind!? Right here, here are two strangers, don't you see!? ”

He turned his head to look at his daughter, and then he saw "himself" lying on the bed.

The body was as withered as a shriveled cucumber, lifeless.

Moria saw his two daughters lying on top of him crying bitterly, whispering something, and the previous memories gradually appeared in his mind.

I.... He's dead?

Moriah looked at her corpse and then at her hands, a confused look on her face.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, and turned his head sharply to look at the two people sitting in the corner.

Sebas looked up at him as well, meeting Moria's gaze, the corners of his mouth curling in an inexplicable curvature.

"Looks like you're already aware."

He placed his glass on the table to the side, then slowly rose and walked towards Moria, the bone mask appearing on his face, and the black robe swaying as he walked.

At this moment, whoever sees this scene can realize what is going on towards them.

"Moria Britannia, your time has come, come with me." Sebas Road.

Moriah subconsciously took a step back, her face revealing a fear of death and the unknown.

"Wait! Sir, I still have some important things to do! ”

"The vast majority of people in this world don't die when they want to." Sebas said calmly.

"Everyone has regrets before they die, but death is fair to everyone, even if you are the emperor.

One last look at your family, and then come with me, Moria, stop talking nonsense. ”

Moriah turned her head to look at her two crying daughters, and fell silent.

"If you can't let go of your missing third daughter, then you don't have to worry."

A voice from one side caught Moria's attention, and he looked at the other of the two, still sitting in his chair, holding a bottle and pouring some more wine into the empty goblet.

Moriah seemed to think of something, and said excitedly, "Do you know where she is?" ”

"Sort of." "She's just a little unlucky, but she's free, she hasn't been kidnapped or coerced, and at least for now, she's safe." ”

He shook the glass in his hand slightly, his eyes fixed quietly on the swaying rose-red wine, and whispered softly.

"Perhaps, the future too."

He looked up at Moria, a thoughtless in his deep eyes.

"Compared to her, I think you can worry about your two daughters, what they will have to face in the future will be much more cruel than what she will face in the future."

Moriah looked at Char's eyes, and his heart sank to the bottom at this moment, and he continued to ask.

"What will they face?"

"War."

Char didn't have the slightest intention of hiding it.

"A war that will affect the world, and countless lives will be ruthlessly deprived of the war.

The power of this world will also be reshuffled in this war.

Neither royal power nor imperial power can be left untouched. ”

"War!?"

Now, it was Sebas's turn to stand still, he asked.

"What you say is true?"

Most things in the world have nothing to do with Hades, but war is different, war means death, a lot of death.

Because the population is increasing year by year, the number of souls that Hades can hold has reached a peak.

If a large number of deaths are ushered in in a short period of time, then the system of Hades will undoubtedly face great pressure.

Char silently raised his wine glass and took a sip of red wine and teased.

"You can choose not to believe it, and fate will naturally give the most correct answer, won't it?"

Sebas's face gradually became solemn, "I understand..... Thank you very much for the reminder, Mr. Xia. ”

He was not surprised that anyone could predict the future, and in Greek mythology, there were many legends about prophecy.

Remind?

Char raised an eyebrow slightly, but he didn't say anything, just took a sip of wine silently, and he quickly figured out why Sebas would say that.

A large number of people will die in the war, and it should be related to Hades.

But he really just wanted to answer Moria's question.

After all, he didn't know how many souls Hades could hold.

Moria also fell into deep thought on one side, and he whispered softly, "The south has always coveted the territory of Britannia, and after my death, the struggle for imperial power will not be calm, and Britannia will definitely fall into chaos, and at that time, war is very likely." ”

He actually had a hunch, so he originally wanted Alicia to marry Ernst, and with the military strength of the Britannian Empire and the West Francis Empire, there was no country in the world that could defeat such an alliance.

Moreover, it can also keep Alicia away from the quagmire of the struggle for the throne, which is the best option for Britannia, for her.

But fate always doesn't make people get their way.

He raised his head sharply and looked at Sebas, "My lord, looking at your appearance, this war shouldn't be a good thing for you, right?" ”

Sebas came back to his senses and looked at Moriah with a little impatience, "No matter what you say, your death is already irreversible, don't make useless struggles." ”

"I understand, I didn't mean that." Moriah looked at Sebas and pleaded, "I hope you can do me a favor, I'm outside the palace, and I actually have a son." ”

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Char asked with interest, "Is it an illegitimate child?" ”

"Nope." Moria shook her head, "Bastard children have no inheritance, he is Anya's child, but he was sent out of the palace by me since he was a child, and there is someone in the palace who can prove his identity."

Many years ago, Alicia actually had an older brother who fell into a lake and drowned at the age of three, and I always thought it wasn't an accident.

So, in order to protect him, even my three daughters didn't know he existed. ”

He raised his head and looked at the two of them, "Both the royal family and the parliament want a man to inherit the throne more than women, so although Isabel is the first in line to the throne, there will still be many obstacles for her to inherit the throne."

But if I had a son, the outcome would have been different, he would have the support of the royal family and the Parliament, and he would be the undisputed new king. ”

Char nodded, the situation in Europe is still different from that in the East, because of the religious system, the emperor can only marry one wife, and at that time, medical care was not developed, children were easy to die, and it was not easy to have children.

Therefore, women also have the right to inherit, essentially because of the lack of children and the fact that the religious power is too strong, they have to accept female inheritance, and Britannia naturally continued this law.

This does not mean that Europe was equal to men and women at that time.

In the past, kings were religious puppets, so it didn't matter whether a man or a woman inherited the throne, as long as they supported religion.

But Britannia was not a kingdom, it was an empire larger than Rome, and the imperial power was so powerful that it even overpowered the divine power, and the situation was different.

This is the inevitable consequence of all hereditary systems.

The ruling class of this country will not allow outsiders to come and share its cake.

"I believe that Britannia's army is enough to defend the country." "But only if Britannia is stable internally, and my son can bring that stability." ”

After a pause, he added, "Provided that he lives to inherit the throne." ”

"You mean, I still have to protect your son?" Sebas said displeased, "Who do you think I am?" ”

"That's not what I meant." Moriah bowed her head and said, "I'm just telling the truth. ”

Sebas fell silent, weighing the pros and cons.

Char also watched Moriah quietly, and his mind was also full of thoughts.

If the future really comes when he needs to decide his fate, he needs one, or several, people to carry the fate he has weaved......

This kid may be a good choice.....