My Doomsday Simulator Game.

The situation here was somewhat beyond his expectations. He originally thought that a dignified and elegant woman should be waiting for him in the palace, but unexpectedly it was a "living corpse".

He didn't expect a response from the woman, but he didn't expect the woman's gentle and leisurely voice to suddenly ring in his ears.

"Sir Knight, it is a pleasure to meet you."

"Cecilia has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Do you know me?" Su Hong walked past the charred corpse and came to Cecilia.

The vibrant woman and the charred corpse formed a strong contrast, and his memory was triggered. He remembered that he seemed to have seen this scene before, in the remaining memory of the Song of Soul - the Holy Envoy of the Order and the royal descendants fought for the Song of Soul, and finally the sun shone on the palace, and the Holy Envoy was pierced through the body by the broken fragments and died. From then on, the fragments of the Song of Soul were scattered in the world.

Cecilia lay on the chair, as if she was sleeping in a natural nest, calm and dignified, but her voice could be heard in Su Hong's ears.

"I have been keeping an eye on the situation of the Soul Song. It seems that you are carrying five fragments of the Soul Song, but you are still missing the last sword head."

Su Hong nodded, "The last piece was hidden by the cult, and I currently have no way to find its location."

The woman chuckled, her voice as clear and moving as spring water. "There is no need to look for it. When the time comes, the song of the soul will naturally return to you, and then you will become a new knight legend."

Su Hong nodded, "I have met with Bishop Helmut, and he once told me that there are still remnants of the Sun Flame in the Golden Palace."

"This sun flame is in front of me?"

"Yes, I am the last solar flame." Cecilia's voice sounded faintly.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time. I need a hero, a hero with soul fragments, to return to the destroyed Golden Palace. He has the courage to face the gods and can save me and my subjects."

"How can you be sure that I will appear here?"

Cecilia's gentle laughter rang in his ears. "Song of the Soul is the holy sword of the Paladin. It is involved in countless destinies. I am trapped in death because of it, so it will also bring me a hero who can save me."

"My noble knight, please come to me, allow me to embrace you and offer you the blessing of nature and fire."

The woman's voice was naturally gentle. "Become my king, and you will receive the power of the sun."

"What do you mean?" Su Hong stopped in his tracks.

"The power of the corona comes from blood. If outsiders want to obtain it, they can only merge with it through soul."

As Cecilia finished speaking, natural green vines spread and climbed up Su Hong's armor. Suddenly, a soul connection made him tremble. His sight was swallowed up by the dazzling sunlight. At this moment, he seemed to return to the embrace of the sun, feeling warm and at ease.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Su Hong gradually regained consciousness. When he woke up, he found that he was not in the original palace, but in a sea of ​​fire.

"Where is this place?" Su Hong looked confused.

No one responded to him, only the flames burning around him.

He tried to move forward, but after a long time he could not get out of the range of the fire.

Just when he was feeling lost and confused, a voice rang out from the depths of the sea of ​​fire, "It's been a long time, someone finally came."

"Come on, I'm here."

"Who are you?" After hearing the voice, Su Hong immediately found his target and walked towards the direction where the voice came from.

In front of him, the flames receded, and a black body appeared in the sea of ​​fire, kneeling on the ground and praying.

"Who am I? No one has asked me for a long time." The man sighed.

"Youngster, I am your ancestor." Su Hong's eyebrows jumped, "How can you take advantage of me right away?"

"Ahem, I'm so angry. How could I have such a stupid descendant like you? I am the seventh generation Sun King Haaland, your great ancestor."

"Are you the Sun King?" Su Hong's heart skipped a beat, and he finally realized that something was wrong.

"You don't know?" This time it was Haaland's turn to be confused.

"Wait, you're not a descendant of the Sun Royal Family? Someone broke the rules?"

Su Hong nodded, "I am not a descendant of the Sun Royal Family."

"Someone really broke the rules." Harland's voice became deeper. "Since you can enter the Sun Temple, you must be recognized by my descendants. You still have to call me ancestor."

"Alright." Su Hong held his head helplessly. After all, it wasn't a loss to recognize the Sun King as his ancestor.

"Excuse me, ancestor Harland, where is this place and how can I get back?"

"Ahem, the Sun Palace. This is the palace where the souls of every descendant of the Sun King return after they burn themselves out. You can think of it as the grave of your ancestors."

"Have you always been so outspoken?" Su Hong asked.

"Hahaha, kid, I am the Sun King who controls the kingdom, a natural born king. I can speak however I want, and no one dares to say no."

"You should also learn from your ancestors' style. Don't become the Sun King and be unable to control the regents."

Su Hong coughed and said, "Ancestor, I have some bad news to tell you. The Sun Kingdom has been destroyed for a long time, and there is only one princess left among the descendants of the Sun Royal Family."

"What? Who the hell did that!" Haaland cursed.

He changed his mind and said optimistically: "Fortunately, the bloodline is not broken, and now there is one more descendant."

"No wonder you want to break the rules..."

Harland muttered, and then said to Su Hong: "Go to the Sun Altar. There is still a ray of sun flame that has not been extinguished. It can't help you much, but at least it will be of some use."

"Boy, show some courage. The revitalization of the royal family depends on you."

Su Hong was ashamed, "Actually, I'm not prepared."

"Oh..." Halandra said in a long voice, "I understand. It turns out that you were the one who forced yourself on me. No wonder you don't know anything. It's my descendant who deserves the credit."

"So I am no longer considered your descendant?"

"Why are you trying to talk to me, kid? Hurry up and go over there. Remember, this is the Fire Altar. Don't go the wrong way."

"What will happen if we take the wrong path?" Su Hong asked curiously.

"Haha." Harland sneered, "If it's a minor case, you'll be beaten up by your other ancestors, but if it's a serious case, your soul will be shattered. You'll have to wait and see."

"Oh, by the way, let me remind you that the door to the Sun Temple is hidden deep in your soul. Remember to knock on the door next time you come in. I will open the door for you when I am free."

Su Hong nodded, "It's okay, you should continue to sleep, I won't disturb you."

"Hey, kid, you have a good soul foundation, don't go the wrong way."

With a sigh, the flames in front of Su Hong parted a path, and at the end of the path appeared a huge altar made entirely of cast metal.

(End of this chapter)