Chapter 115 Ernest
Deep in the magnificent palace, in a magnificently decorated hall.

Sitting on the throne was a little boy who looked no more than ten years old, flipping through a book in his hands.

He wore a luxurious robe embroidered with gold thread and a crown inlaid with jewels on his head, but these luxurious decorations made him look even thinner.

Not far behind the emperor stood a bloated giant. This was the de facto ruler of the empire, Minister Ernest.

His stature was so huge that it was almost shocking, and his fat body almost broke the luxurious court robe. Ernest held a large piece of roast meat in his hands and bit it greedily.

With a "sizzle", Ernest fiercely tore off a large piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, devouring it with relish. Greasy gravy overflowed from the corners of his mouth and dripped onto the luxurious carpet.

He wiped his mouth with his sleeve nonchalantly and glanced sinisterly at the emperor in front of him.

Suddenly, the door to the living room was pushed open with a sharp creaking sound, and a guard stumbled in, his face full of fear.

"Something bad has happened!" the guard shouted breathlessly, "Someone is attacking the palace! The Wild Hounds were completely wiped out, and Master Silla is also dead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Minister Ernest's expression froze instantly. His eyes widened, and his fat body trembled violently.

The next second, he burst into tears, with tears and snot streaming down his face, looking funny and ridiculous.

"Sheela! My son!" he cried, his voice full of grief.

The emperor was startled by this sudden change and turned to look at the minister in a hurry: "Minister! You..."

Before he finished speaking, Ernest's crying suddenly stopped. He wiped his face, and his expression instantly returned to calm, as if the grief just now had never happened.

"As for a son?" he said coldly, "If you don't have one, you can just have another one."

When the emperor heard this, he became even more flustered: "Minister, what should we do?"

Ernest frowned, a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes: "Esdeath is not here at this time." He pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "Let the hunters stop them."

"Okay, okay." The emperor nodded quickly, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, "Let's do as the minister says."

Ernest narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Just in case, we should make final preparations."

The emperor's face instantly became solemn when he heard this. He nodded and said softly, "I understand."

Silence spread in the hall. After a moment, the emperor raised his head, a trace of confusion and uneasiness flashed in his eyes: "Minister, am I a failure as an emperor? There are rebellions everywhere. Is there anything wrong with my rule?"

When Ernest heard this, his eyes sparkled. He quickly said, "Although your Majesty lost his parents when he was young, he has always been able to govern the country. Moreover, I have always been by your side, so I can't be wrong."

"That's true." The emperor muttered to himself, and then a hint of determination appeared in his eyes. "My father was so wise and brave when he was alive, and he was deeply loved by the people. I must become a wise king like my father and not let him down."

The corners of Ernest's mouth slightly raised, and he continued: "These rebels are just bewitched. Your Majesty, you only need to show your majesty as the emperor, and you can easily suppress the rebellion."

After hearing these words, the emperor's eyes lit up with hope again. He straightened his back, as if he had instantly regained his confidence as an emperor.

Ernest couldn't help but sneer at the emperor's appearance. This stupid kid was exactly like his equally ridiculous father.

He recalled the scene many years ago when he personally poisoned the late emperor, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

"How ridiculous," Ernest thought to himself, "If the Supreme Emperor's Artifact does not require the blood of the royal family to activate it." His eyes stayed on the young emperor for a moment, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. The hall was brightly lit, reflecting two young figures. A young man stood by the window, looking into the distance thoughtfully.

Not far from him, a girl in black was sitting on the sofa, holding a bulging cloth bag in her arms.

Will turned his head to look at Hei Tong, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly unconsciously. The girl was concentrating on taking out various snacks from the cloth bag, and her movements were so skillful that it seemed as if she was performing some sacred ritual.

She ate in small bites, sometimes frowning and sometimes showing a satisfied expression.

"What a weirdo." Will thought to himself, then shook his head. Ever since he came here to repay the kindness of an old friend, everyone he met was a weirdo.

But after getting along with them, he found that although these people were weird, they were all very nice.

Thinking of this, Will's eyes dimmed a little. He had recently lost two companions in succession, and the pain and powerlessness still lingered in his heart.

"I hope nothing happens to Hei Tong." Will prayed silently in his heart. He was surprised to find that he had developed a crush on this quirky girl without realizing it.

At this moment, Hei Tong seemed to notice Will's gaze. She raised her head alertly and saw Will staring at her.

"I won't give it to you!" Hei Tong suddenly shouted, holding the cloth bag tightly with both hands, looking as if he was facing a great enemy.

Will was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help laughing out loud. In this world full of dangers and uncertainties, it was rare to have such a relaxing and happy moment.

Before Will's laughter had completely died down, the door was suddenly pushed open.

A young man in white clothes and with flowing blond hair strode in, followed by a young girl whose arm was replaced by a mechanical arm that gleamed with metallic luster.

The two were none other than Ran and Sailu, members of the Hunter Team.

In Seleu's arms, he held a toy-dog-like creature tightly. Its round body looked extremely cute.

Lan's face was solemn. He looked around at the people in the room and finally set his eyes on Will. "It's time to set off," he said in a deep voice. "Someone attacked the palace. The enemy was very strong and easily killed Sheila's team."

Will's smile instantly disappeared when he heard this. He frowned, "Damn it, it's at this time. Captain Esdeath won't be back in a short time."

At this moment, the expression on Sailu's face suddenly became distorted.

There was an almost crazy light in her eyes, and a hideous smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Those traitors who dared to challenge the authority of the empire have finally shown up. I will crush them with my own hands! Let them realize their own stupidity in despair!"

Her voice became increasingly shrill: "We are the sharp blade of the empire and the embodiment of justice! Any evil person who dares to resist will pay a heavy price!"

The toy dog ​​seemed to be infected by Sailu's excitement and rubbed Sailu's chin with its nose. This gentle touch seemed to ease Sailu's frenzy a little. She looked down at Xiaoke, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaoke. We will be able to eliminate those evil elements soon." She murmured to herself, patting Xiaoke's back gently.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn. Will and Lan exchanged complicated glances, while Hei Tong quietly hugged the cloth bag in his hand tighter.

(End of this chapter)

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