Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang.

Chapter 613 Emperor
"George III intends to use this speech to lure out those who want to disrupt the ceremony and lure out all the enemies hiding in the dark. If everything goes well and nothing happens, he will take the opportunity to take the potion and impact the divine rank. He doesn't know when the next opportunity will come, and he firmly believes that his current preparations are complete and adequate."

"So even if he has doubts about the danger, he will still resolutely seek promotion. He knows that as long as Loen has a true 'Emperor', it will be enough to suppress any changes. But at the critical moment, he will still hesitate..."

“It’s a very logical development.”

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"However, George III's real enemies were not within his sight, but hidden outside of time. The premise of becoming the 'Black Emperor' consumed too much of his energy. Like every 'Black Emperor', his path was based on victims, beneficiaries and the ruled, and was paved with the corpses of his enemies.

"He was too obsessed with success and chose the wrong path from the beginning. Unfortunately, George III's ambition would burn him out. This king who thought he could lead the trend, his promotion ceremony was bound to fail because he had never been favored by fate."

"Nothing will change, this is a foregone conclusion."

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On Saturday, even though it was still dark, the sky over Backlund was still the same as always.

Even in the depths of winter, when the haze was blown away by the cold wind, the dark clouds in the sky still lingered. Regardless of whether the news from the battlefield was bad news or not, most people in the city were worried.

What made their lives even more difficult was the skyrocketing prices in Backlund. This was because Feynaport, who had always been on good terms with Feysac, was also on guard against hostility with Loen on the border and no longer supplied Loen with large quantities of low-priced imported food.

The border war attracted the attention of the military and politics, and made Loen have no time to care about Backlund himself. After all, this was a game at a higher level. The piles of thick lists of pensions were not something the nobles considered. Of course, the military paid some money and medals for this, but this was far from enough to comfort the people who had lost their loved ones.

Fors Wall yawned. She was not used to leaving her warm bed so early. After all, this was not the Bay of Disi. December brought only damp chill, even after the sun rose.

She was standing at the window of a tower, rubbing her cold hands. The strange talisman in her arms and the abilities that had been recorded long ago gave Fors a lot of confidence.

The plan for this matter was agreed upon in Mr. Fool's kingdom. Although Fors didn't know what Xio was going to do, she was willing to help. Since Xio looked embarrassed and just said that she needed help, Fors didn't ask much - just like when she asked Xio to run errands for her to buy wine, Xio would scold her, but he would definitely bring back what Fors wanted to buy.

What's more, the "world" was involved in this matter. Although Mr. "world" said that he had another mission and would not act with the two of them, Fors was relieved despite her fear until she heard the complete plan.

What they were going to do was actually very simple, so simple that it made Fors feel terrified.

"It's as if we are going to do something improper..."

Fors muttered to herself, but she knew very well in her heart that although what they were about to do was not written in any "law", it was a great offense to the royal majesty - it was secretly interfering with the king's speech!

Fors looked down from the tower, where she could see a relatively wide square in Backlund, located in the southern part of the bridge, which was also one of the locations where the speech would be held. Her location was certainly not suitable for listening to today's speech, as gusts of cold wind were blowing through her knitted shawl without mercy. But Fors was not particularly interested in what George III said. She stayed here only to send out signals at the right time.

In the lee of another bell tower, a petite lady crouched in a corner.

In her hands, she held two peculiarly shaped talismans. Although the symbols on them were the same, both composed of strange eyes and lines, one looked like it had soft starlight, while the other contained flowing gray mist.

They are definitely not ordinary spells; they are all gifts from Mr. Fool.

Unlike Fors's confused but calm attitude, Hugh Dilcha knew exactly what he was doing.

This is a heinous plan.

Especially when the "world" told her that George III was already an angel and was about to be promoted to "Sequence Zero", this decision seemed even more crazy.

Hugh didn't really have any specific hatred towards George III himself. After such a difficult few years, she wanted to do something - whether successful or not, it was important to her.

Luo was already independent, and Xio had left enough money for her brother. When she agreed to assist Mr. World, Xio was even ready to sacrifice herself for this plan. But what she didn't expect was that Mr. Fool was very kind - no, it wasn't, it was just an opportunity for her to help Mr. Fool and help her vent her father's blood feud.

Xio looked down at the clock tower. A light gray covered the streets. The sun did not penetrate the clouds, but the streets were gradually waking up from the dim sky. People who knew that there would be important events today walked out of their homes, slowly gathered into a crowd, and gathered in the direction of various squares.

I don't know how much she will be able to hear from this distance when the speech begins. It is said that this time George III will use some new inventions so that people all over the country can hear his speech at the same time, which is very mysterious.

A gust of cold wind refreshed Xio's spirits. She was too far away from the square and couldn't see anything clearly. Mr. World didn't explain this arrangement in detail, but just said, "You'll know when you use the spell."

I hope there won't be too many unexpected events, Xio thought. The "world" had emphasized to her that the gray spell was only effective for fifteen minutes, so it must be activated at the most important moment of the speech.

The method of using that item is not much different from that of an ordinary revolver. "Just pull the trigger," these are the original words of "The World".

All over Loen, people gathered in the square under the organization and guidance of the military or officials. This speech had been publicized in newspapers and magazines for a long time. Even though no one knew what the king was going to say, everyone knew how important it was.

They don't know where they stand in this matter.

West District, Memorial Day Square.

George III, with a mustache and wearing his most luxurious and dazzling suit, walked slowly onto the podium that had been set up long ago.