Chapter 49: The End of Volume Tyles Bright Star, the Second Prince
"The Cullen family, yes!"
"Havea, yes!"
"Armond, yes!"
Three voices of approval sounded one after another. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Tails jerked, and his brain began to count the number of people.
He then involuntarily increased his breathing.
He looked at Gilbert, who had struggled to suppress the excitement in his eyes.
Cosmos Nampust, on the other hand, opened his mouth wide and it took twenty seconds to figure out what had just happened!
He looked at the smiling old Duke Cullen in disbelief, and his breathing accelerated sharply!
Behind him, Dastan and Count Sorel also looked at each other in disbelief.
What's going on.
What's going on!
"Then, eight people are against, ten are in favor, and one abstains," Cullen said with a smile on his face, snorting the number of votes: "More than half are in favor." β
"It seems that we don't have to play," the "Black Prophet" Morat sighed, who watched all this, "The backup plan has been cancelled." β
"The situation was decided from the moment the iris turned against him. β
"In the end, it was the child's means that worked. β
Raphael smiled lightly, nodded, and pulled the glove back to his wrist.
"The High Council has made a decision, and the law on illegitimate children does not apply to this child," Duke Cullen's fat face squeezed out a smile: "This child can have the surname of Bright Star, as well as all the rights of a prince." β
"The bloodline of the bright stars is renewed, and there are successors to the stars. β
"Congratulations, Your Majesty. β
Kessel V finally showed a miserly smile, and he nodded, gesturing to Gilbert.
The hall finally erupted again with loud cries one after another!
Applause, cheers, shouts, and a constant crowd of people crowding the guards' shield defenses.
Gorsd didn't listen to what Cullen said, but just stared at Duke Cullen in front of him.
Bob Cullen.
You are the beginning of it all.
You're ......
And you're ......
Still......
You this.
Traitor.
"Let him be your future king," Gousd stared at Duke Cullen, gritting his teeth and spitting out a few words: "You will regret it one day!"
The Dukes had different expressions, Val looked at Tails in a daze, Jenn crossed his arms and sneered, Falkenhause stared at everyone playfully, and Lyanna still had a cold face, only occasionally sweeping Tails.
And Tails, his mind went blank at the moment.
Today's hurdle, passed?
I saw Gilbert wave his hand excitedly, and took a plate from the hand of one of the attendants beside him, on which was a rolled-up document.
"Your Majesty, little sir. β
"Although it is a little rudimentary and hasty, there is still a ritual that should be there. β
Kessel V nodded expressionlessly.
With trembling hands, Gilbert handed the scroll with the seal of the nine-pointed starfire paint to the High King.
The nobles with different expressions slowly dispersed, leaving the center of the terrace to the father and son.
"Get on your knees. Kessel V still looked at Tyles with a complicated expression, but with great seriousness.
The traverser adjusts his breathing and gets down on one knee.
Here it comes.
He said to himself.
this day.
Although this is not the future he can choose, he wants to choose, and he wants to choose.
But in this dangerous and unknown world, he is like a boat that has been hit by huge waves, and he has no control over his own destiny.
In fact, he is already very lucky to be alive.
And now...... Tails looked across the side.
Kessel V unwrapped the fire paint from the scroll and slowly pulled it apart.
Tens of thousands of people in Xingju Square watched a small figure kneeling in front of His Majesty the King, and they all excitedly began to cheer, roar, clamo, and clap their hands, and some even began to attack the order line of the city defense team and the guard hall.
"Bright Star-Bright Star-"
"In the name of the thirty-ninth supreme king of the Kingdom of Stars, the Southern Isles, and the Western Desert, Kessel Mindith Eddy Bright Star. β
Kessel V read the scroll, a pair of sky-blue pupils staring at Tails.
"This person in front of him is the descendant of the bright star, the bloodline of the kingdom!"
"The goddess of the setting sun bears witness to his bloodline. β
"The Bright Star Royal Family vouches for his identity. β
"The High Council recognizes his rights. β
Jinni.
King.
Suzerain.
The three pillars of the stars.
Tails' hand squeezing his knee harder and harder, and he couldn't help but think of the ups and downs of the national meeting just now.
"Whatever your past is, when you get up, you are (you_will_stand_up_as) ......"
"It's ......"
Speaking of this, Kessel V suddenly paused, and the hand holding the scroll trembled slightly.
Tails frowned.
He knew why the king had paused here.
He knows.
Tails' mind went back to a few hours ago.
ββββββ
In the final hallway leading to the Hall of the Stars, Gilbert confirmed Tails' name with him.
"Traditionally, members of the royal family have two middle names, the latter being the father's name and the former being the important person who influences you...... They are usually famous members of the royal family, such as the three kings of the stars you have seen, such as the 'wolf enemy' of the Arctic Realm, such as the great musician Sume Bright Star......"
"Are you sure you want to do that? you know...... The name, which is even rarer than 'Tails,' would ...... Gilbert followed Tails in embarrassment.
"Yes, Mr. Gilbert, I've decided!"
"It's like a brand and a memory on me," Tails said with a determined look in his eyes, stepping forward step by step, "No matter what the cost, I don't want to give up." β
"I'm going to be a star," he gasped slightly, remembering what he had seen in the royal cemetery, "but if I can't grasp my future, at least, let me hold my name." β
Tails lifted his head and walked forward firmly.
There's no turning back.
Gilbert glanced at Gini, who looked complicated, and nodded helplessly.
Your Majesty will probably not be happy.
ββββββ
Time goes back to the present.
Just when the nobles began to frown and talk about His Majesty's strange condition, Kessel V took a deep breath, as if gathering courage and perseverance, puffed up his breath, and exclaimed, in a voice full of majesty and composure:
"When you get up, it'sβ"
"Tyles Thran, Jana, Cather, Star!"
"The Second Prince of the Kingdom of Stars!"
When Kessel V finished reading the scroll, he looked at Tails with his eyes, but seemed to be lost in thought.
The aristocrats began to talk about it.
Thranzylana?
Who's that?
Tails Bright Star slowly rose from the ground.
He's a star.
The second prince.
He is also the only prince of the Kingdom of Stars.
The only heir to the High King.
The guards hurriedly passed down the words to all corners of the Star-Gathering Square.
The deafening mountain cry, one after another, sounded again like a wave rolling upside down.
But this time, the chaotic and grandiose crowd of cries quickly became clear and unambiguous because of the reference target.
"Tyers Thran, Zyrana, Cather, Bright Starβ"
"The Second Prince-The Second Prince-"
"Tyers Thran, Zyrana, Cather, Bright Starβ"
"The Second Prince-The Second Prince-"
Amid the earth-shattering cheers, Tails glanced at the sky in a trance.
The setting sun is hanging in the west, emitting an endless red light.
The outer wall of this magnificent Fuxing Palace is illuminated red.
It's like the color of blood.
Dusk has arrived.
"Thank you for your hard work today," Gilbert walked up excitedly and bowed lightly to him, "Please come with me." β
"Your Royal Highness. β
ββββββββββββββ
Eastern Continent, somewhere.
In a dark and dilapidated building, two men sat around a fire, both dressed in white robes embroidered with the golden sun.
"Your Excellency, have you heard?" one of the younger ones looked up and asked curiously, "The Night Realm has been in turmoil lately, and I heard that many vampires have left and fled to the Western Continent. β
The older officer nodded indifferently: "The temple has already sent someone to investigate." β
"But in the Western Continent, the power of the Sunset Temple is stronger than our Sunset, right?" The young man saw that the officer in charge did not show a word, so he asked tentatively: "I heard that the people of the Western Continent coexist peacefully with vampires and werewolves, and the Sunset Temple no longer hunts dark creatures. Can our people pass through the power of the setting sun?"
The officer looked up and gave him a cold look.
"Why do you think our world is called 'Errol'?"
"Ahh
The head of Xi Ri snorted and smiled mysteriously, "You were sent to guard the seal, but you are not qualified to read those historical books, so you only know this. β
The young priest had a wistful and curious look on his face.
"Our world was not originally called Errol - it was renamed Errol after the End War. β
The officer said silently.
"At the end of the war that nearly destroyed the world, Errol, the god of the Holy Sun, sacrificed himself - otherwise the world would not have been as simple as shattering into two continents. β
"The world has since taken the name of Errol in honor of the god of the Holy Day and his feat of sacrificing himself to save the world. β
The young priest's eyes widened in surprise: "So the legendary god of the Holy Sun was given by those calamitiesβ"
The chief priest raised his hand with a chill on his face, interrupted the priest's rhetorical question, and continued:
"In the embers of the Holy Day, two gods succeeded his light and rose anew. β
The young priest suddenly understood something and opened his mouth wide.
"Yes, the Maharaja of the Dawn and the Goddess of the Sunset are one and hold the Holy Sun together. β
There was a cold glint in the officer's eyes:
"Is there any difference between the Holy Day and all things?"
"Can the sacrifice of the sunset be carried out in the range of the setting sun? β
But the officer in charge looked at the joyful sacrifice, and secretly added a sentence in his heart:
Of course, at least that's what we think.
As for the sunset......
At this time, in this dilapidated and dark building, there was a sudden inexplicable vibration!
Dust fell from the collapsed stone pillars everywhere.
The faces of the two changed at the same time!
No way?
They leapt to their feet and ran coldly and vigilantly towards the very center of the building.
"Get ready to send a message to the candle, don't be stingy!" the officer in charge shouted as if he were facing a great enemy!
"Deal with that evil - prepare for the worst!"
They came to their destination.
The dimly lit building, on the central stone floor, is painted with strange paints, a strange pattern.
It was a large circle nearly ten meters wide, full of strange and strange formulas and letters, and in the middle of the circle, a six-fingered black claw was drawn.
The shaking continued.
The young priest looked puzzled, and put away a white gold candle in his hand.
He frowned and said, "The seal is still intact, it hasn't broken free." β
But the officer in charge was still on guard, and he felt the tremors, and turned his head with a grim expression and asked, "But what is the matter? This tremor ......?"
The young priest remembered something, hurriedly took out an old black book from his bosom, hastily turned to one of the pages, and read it with difficulty:
"Inexplicable tremors...... Inexplicable tremors...... Ah, there it is!"
But the priest looked at it for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the prefect in embarrassment.
"What's wrong?" the chief officer asked unhappily, "You are the only one here who has received complete training in the Ancient Imperial Script!"
"It's not...... The note says that the occasional restlessness of the seal is quite normal. β
The young priest frowned and said:
"But...... Sudden solar activity, moon tides, diversion of the Hell River, even the Seven Monarchs of Hell digging up their noses and yawning, the Kingdom of the Gods has nothing to do with bedroom decoration - God, what kind of disrespectful word is this - a plurality of Extreme Realm masters passing by, and even the name of the sealed object being called by many people at the same time may cause energy fluctuations and life restlessness...... The intensity varies......"
The priest flipped through his notes, and in the sound caused by the vibration, he exhaled helplessly:
"God, I've really taken these mages, there are six or seven different conditions for a question, there are more than twenty possible answers, and after writing it, there is a 'to be continued', what is the difference between that and not being able to find the answer? No wonder they will become extinct. β
"There must be one with the highest possibility, right?" asked the officer-in-charge, suppressing his anger.
The young priest flipped through his notes urgently, his eyebrows furrowed:
"I don't know, I'm just a third-class white-robed priest of the Dawn Temple...... It's not ......."
At this point, the shaking suddenly stopped.
The two raised their heads and looked at each other, both seeing the confusion and relief in each other's eyes.
The tremors did not come again.
The officer finally breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the priest fiercely, and turned around to leave.
The priest looked at the back of the chief officer, and continued his words aggrievedly:
β...... Not a mage or a witch who is extinct...... I know everything, and I can figure everything out in a variety of ways......"
The head of the official said without looking back: "You should be glad that they are all extinct!"
There was annoyance in his tone.
The enraged young priest glanced at the six-fingered black claw and rolled his eyes.
"If those mages hadn't been extinct," the officer's back disappeared behind the stone pillar, but his displeased voice continued:
"How can it be your turn to be a rookie, sitting here and guarding the seal?"
If the mage hadn't been extinct...... Of course it's not my turn to be here......
But......
The young priest raised an eyebrow, glanced at the circle on the ground, shook his head, and spread his hands helplessly.
Are you kidding.