Robert Killiman found it hard to believe that everything he heard from the mouths of the representatives of the Lionmane was true.

Upon realizing that the three men had brought some incredible news, his first instinct was to summon someone he believed to be credible and separate them for questioning. In this almost interrogation-like situation, the fact that their statements can still barely corroborate each other is actually enough to explain something.

The first is Conrad Coetzes. This question is not the first to be put before Robert Killman's eyes, but it is undoubtedly the most weighty. The Imperial Regent had heard rumors of his brother's death before he was defeated at the hands of Xsala and forced into the Static Force Field. As a proto, Conrad's manner of death was obviously a bit sloppy, but given that he was completely tormented by his prophetic powers by then, and that it was possible for a madman to do anything, Killiman himself would be skeptical of the content of this rumor.

His first reaction was that the rumors he had heard were wrong. But then, he got two different versions of the story of "how Conrad Cotz was resurrected". The succinct but general one from Somney only suggests that it is the end result of a costly psionic ritual; The other, detailed, but questionable, of which Killiman had no doubt, contained many specific details that mocked the emperor and superstitious practices, were merely improvised by Sevita.

- Then, he was given a video file of about fifteen minutes from Captain Jaramil Larian, Captain of the Dark Angel Ravenwing, that had been encrypted and urgently relayed without anyone watching the content along the way.

Robert Killiman was shocked.

He thought for a moment in shock and destroyed the video in his hand. He then warned Captain Larion that the leakage of a video image of a living renegade would likely cause a strong negative ripple effect in the current empire that no one wanted to see, and demanded that the vast majority of copies of the video be destroyed and information contained.

He guessed that the sons of the lion kings would complain that he was rigid and boring, but in this day and age, it was a necessary behavior. Instead of thinking about whether there was even the slightest bit of brotherhood for Conrad Coetzes in the reason he chose to do so, he turned his attention to the other protagonist in the video.

Then, the Imperial Regent received a long list of titles from Somny, such as "Emperor's Choice, Envoy of the Throne, Son of Hope, Star of the Night, Sin Drinker, The Grand Master", a note from Captain Ravenwing as a "good partner who knows how to measure", and even Saivita uncharacteristically stated that "you better show respect to that lady, she does represent the will of the Emperor" - but considering his long history in such a short period of time, The credibility of this statement is also questionable.

Only the part of the name is determined: Rika Fujimaru.

It was a strange and ancient language, even to Kiliman. He was even able to recognize the name as coming from "a strange and ancient language", rather than assuming that it was a very unknown dialect in a remote part of the empire, thanks to his memorable ability as an original. Even during the Great Expedition, the language was thought to have died before the darkest ages of the Old Night.

Perhaps the name is logically more plausible to be derived from some kind of Imperial dialect that sounds similar to that ancient language, but Killiman has an almost stubborn instinct about it. He just had no reason to think that the name belonged to an ancient language that he had only glimpsed in the record, and didn't even know how to pronounce most of its phonemes.

It's a puzzling point, but Killiman throws it aside for the time being, trying to figure out why the Lionmane is here - the point is, how they appeared in an instant and without warning. This part had apparently become quite complicated, and the Inquisitor who had been trusted by Killiman had spent so much time interrogating and sorting it out that the Imperial Regent, who was concerned about these issues while also directing several battles on the continent of Kairaton at the same time, did not report on the decisive match point in the game.

It took about two milliseconds for Killman to weigh up and decide not to wait for the reports to be presented. He put aside the war that had already entered garbage time, handed over the overall command to the tribune Cocken, summoned the director of the think tank and the Sisters of Silence, and prepared to climb the Lion's Mane to find out.

"I'm not sure if that's wise, sir." Digris, the director of the think tank, cautiously advised, "We really can't tell whether this is a miracle or a conspiracy, and we probably shouldn't be so presumptuous until we succeed in figuring this out." ”

"But the problem we need to face is too sensitive, and one of the mutinous proto-...... "Killiman did not explain the whole thing in public, believing that his heir would be able to fully grasp what was to come," ...... Until we know enough information to make a good judgment, the fewer people who know about it, the better. We can't get them aboard the Makulag, so let's go. ”

This did not convince the director of the think tank completely, but Robert Kiliman was determined. Due to the Primordial's inviolable will, Digris had to agree to move forward with the trip, but he managed to convince the Primordial to bring more escorts than would normally be needed.

The care and protection from his heirs weighed on Kiliman's feelings, but he urged himself not to show these emotions on his face. This is a basic quality for a politician, but since he woke up, he has done so more and more often, and there have been fewer and fewer occasions for him to express his feelings smoothly, so that the mask of a politician has almost formed a thick shell on his face.

He stepped onto the portal platform with a shell on his face, and in the blink of an eye he came to the Lion's Mane in the thrust of subspace. The black-armored heirs of the Lion King were as reserved and proud as he had been remembered 10,000 years ago, and the whole procession was led in silence through the corridors decorated with dark green drapery and solemn frescoes to a large council chamber with a distinctly Caliban-inspired décor—

"Hello, Killman, my brother." A soft voice came from behind the large round table in the council chamber, its volume not high, as if it were just a whisper, but miraculously echoing through the entire space, accurately and clearly into the ears of everyone present, "Or should I call you the Regent of the Empire, Lord of the Great Otrama, the Son of Vengeance, the Lord of Battle, the Blade of Unity, and a long list of other titles that I don't know?" ”

Conrad Coetze, who was sitting behind the round table, spoke in a playful manner.

Miwoo (six o'clock).

It's short, it's short today, and the next one is short, otherwise I'll die suddenly (peacefully).

(End of chapter)