Heir to the Kingdom of 1.4 billion people

Chapter 170 A New World Masterpiece! (High Quality)
Red Fox Castle, back courtyard.

On a bed in a room, Cyril, the three-eyed fortune teller who had been unconscious for a day and a night, finally slowly opened his eyes. He got up and walked out of the room, looking blankly at the deformed children playing around the old oak tree in the courtyard.

"You're awake." The magician suddenly appeared beside him and whispered.

"Captain, could you please not show up so suddenly next time? It's really scary!"

Cyril, who had just recovered from a serious illness, was so frightened by this scene that his face turned pale and he staggered backward, almost bumping into the threshold behind him.

"I'm sorry, I'll be more careful next time." The magician nodded apologetically.

"This is the first time you've experienced such a severe backlash when you were divining the future. If I hadn't used half of my magic to protect your soul in time, you would probably be in the underworld by now."

Looking at the green-haired youth's listless third eye between his brows, with its unfocused and lifeless pupils, Rune couldn't help but sigh.

"Can a demon go to the underworld after it dies? Shouldn't it go to hell?" Cyril asked in bewilderment.

“I don’t know either.” Rune paused for a moment, then shook his head honestly after thinking for a long time.

Ultimately, hell and the underworld are just legends of the world; no one knows for sure whether they actually exist.

However, his gift, Avici Hell, can indeed create a purgatory for the eternal punishment of evildoers.

"When you divined the future of that sage, did you actually see it?"

After confirming that Cyril was physically unharmed, but would be unable to use his ability to see the future for a period of time, Rune finally asked the question that concerned him most.

"I saw a glorious king dwelling high in the heavens, ruling over countless subjects. The king told his people that he had a dream: that there would never be serfs on this land again."

Cyril answered, but before he could finish speaking, his third eye between his eyebrows was pierced by a sharp pain as if by countless needles, as if some unspeakable supreme being was watching him. The diviner covered his eyes in agony once again.

"Commander, I think I can't speak anymore," Cyril said with great difficulty.

"It's okay, that's enough. Get some sleep."

Rune solemnly took out his magic wand and gently tapped Cyril's forehead. A flash of purple-gold light passed by, and the three-eyed diviner once again fell into a baby-like sleep.

After carrying him back to the bed, Rune was deeply disturbed as he recalled the words the other man had spoken before he lost consciousness.

So, the black-haired sage brought not salvation, but the glory of saving the whole world?
He was a sage and a king.

If that's the case, perhaps I, who still possess some strength, can offer him a little help on his journey.
After all, a king who is gentle to everyone must also be gentle to those on the margins of society who are not accepted by the world.

But that's assuming all of this is true!
Rune's eyes narrowed. He knew there was a simple and quick way to verify the truth of this future: to find out what the sage's hidden identity and protection were.

If it is a young king who brings blessings such as the protection of a radiant person, then this future will have a trustworthy value.

He would offer his own power to this wise king who was destined for greatness and brought salvation to all.

Red Fox Castle, castle hall.

Xia Mingyu sat in the central seat, while Karen, Berg, Rosa, and her two sons stood below. Three corpses lay on the ground, each with a bizarre face that looked as if it had been erased with an eraser.

Crackling.

The flames roared in the stone fireplace, illuminating the somber faces of the crowd.

"Your Highness, we have investigated. There were six faceless assassins involved in this attack. The three who blocked us were at the Morning Star level, and the three who attacked you were one at the peak of the New Moon level and two at the New Moon level. All of them were also from the Path of the Hunter class."

Karen stepped forward and spoke slowly.

These words caused everyone's expressions to become even more somber, and their brows furrowed tightly.

One New Moon Peak, two New Moons, and three Morning Stars—all sent for assassination. That's an incredibly extravagant move!

Even if all the top combat forces currently in Red Fox Fortress were combined, they might not be a match for this assassination team.

Moreover, it is highly likely that this assassination team will immediately launch a massacre at Red Fox Fortress after assassinating His Highness.

Feeling the oppressive atmosphere in the hall, Xia Mingyu rubbed his forehead with a headache.

He also realized the seriousness of the situation. There was no doubt that the Gluttonous King truly wanted nothing more than to eliminate the Martha family and himself.

The elite assassins of the Crescent Moon rank were being thrown around like they were free, showing a determination to achieve their goal at all costs.

This time it's the peak of the new moon stage; next time it might reach the crescent moon stage.
Most importantly, after summoning Tamerlan, his "Shared Hatred" ability is currently on cooldown and he cannot summon it a second time.

No matter how you look at it, it's an extremely dangerous and desperate situation!

However, as a leader, even if you know this, you must never say it aloud.

"Don't worry, even if the Gluttonous King sends even more powerful faceless assassins next time, my servant will wipe them all out with a single sword strike."

Sitting in the main seat, Xia Mingyu rested his chin on his hand and spoke calmly.

He spoke casually, as if those terrifyingly powerful faceless assassins were nothing more than clowns in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, and recalling the indescribable brilliance of that sword strike, everyone's expressions gradually relaxed.

After all, the blond youth in his pajamas was likely already at the Radiant Moon level in terms of combat strength.

This means that as long as the Gluttonous King does not send assassins of the same Radiant Moon rank, His Highness should be safe.

However, those at the Radiant Moon rank are pillars of the nation, each possessing the power to easily turn the tide of battle. They are either rulers of a realm, second only to the emperor, or renowned heroes.

These individuals possess their own dignity and obsession as strong individuals, so why would they be willing to personally become assassins?
Even for the Gluttonous King, finding an assassin of the Radiant Moon rank would be quite difficult!

“Your Highness, even if my entire Masha family is wiped out, as long as you are alive and as long as Sosia can be saved, then everything will have meaning.”

"Please prioritize your life in this critical moment."

Finally, Rosa slowly stepped forward and solemnly said.

Her beautiful violet eyes were bright and piercing, revealing no fear or pretense. For this old woman who had dedicated her life to the Southern Border, her love for her people seemed to far outweigh the responsibility of carrying on her family's bloodline.

"I will," Xia Mingyu said softly.

However, he silently added to himself, "It shouldn't be a problem to break a verbal promise, right?"

After everyone had left, only Berg remained standing quietly below.

"Berg, my comrade, is there anything else?" Xia Mingyu rose from the main seat and walked to the brown-haired boy, speaking gently.

"My lord, please allow me to leave you for a while."

Berg knelt on one knee and said respectfully.

"reason?"

“With my current strength, I am far too weak for your enemies, and I am no match for your blond attendant,” Berg said in a low voice.

"I am just a burden to you now, and I want to change that, no matter the cost!"

"Please allow me to leave you temporarily to pursue greater power."

The boy's expression was resolute, and his sharp, eagle-like eyes were filled with a determination forged in fire.

"Can't you become stronger by staying by my side?" Xia Mingyu could sense that Berg was determined to leave, and he said with some reluctance.

After all, Berg was the first person he met after coming into this world, and it was thanks to him that he didn't become a feast for the wolves.

"Yes, but for a hunter, the fastest way to become stronger is to keep hunting, just like those faceless assassins."

“I plan to head into the South Wind Forest and hunt repeatedly to quickly digest the three potions I drank earlier,” Berg explained. Otherwise, what hunting dog would be willing to leave its master?
"Promise me, my friend, you will return alive."

Xia Mingyu remained silent for a long time before finally placing his hand gently on the boy's shoulder and speaking in a slightly trembling voice.

“By the great seven gods I, Berg Chu, will return to my king, my friend, my master with even greater power, and become his more worthy servant.”

The young man answered without hesitation. He then stood up, bowed deeply to the black-haired youth once more, and slowly left the hall.

Xia Mingyu stood there alone, and finally sat down alone in the main seat again. His drooping back made him look somewhat lonely for a moment.

"Actually, I just hope that everyone can always be together and laughing happily," the black-haired youth murmured to himself.

However, even such a simple wish seems far too difficult in this world shrouded in darkness.

So many people are still suffering and shedding tears, how can he be the only one laughing recklessly?

Even if he wants to be with the people around him, as long as he is on the right path, he will face countless obstacles, and if he is not careful, he will face the final outcome of the annihilation of everyone.

"Alright, emo time is over. Time to get back to studying magic."

He stood up from his seat, pushed open the lobby door, and walked towards the library.

In any case, all unfavorable situations in this world are caused by the inadequacy of the parties involved.

As long as he becomes strong enough, strong enough to make all enemies fear him, strong enough to support a country by himself, he will surely be able to turn the tide in all the world's desperate situations!
As dusk falls, sunlight, like golden honey, slowly flows into the rose-covered corner of the library, turning the wooden floor a beautiful amber color.

"Ugh"

After studying the magic book all day, Xia Mingyu, with a splitting headache, collapsed on the floor, looking completely drained of knowledge.

dong dong.

A gentle knock was made on the oak door.

"Come in," Xia Mingyu said weakly.

A girl with long brown hair, dressed in a black and white maid outfit, and with lively, doe-like eyes pushed open the door and carefully brought a glass of red juice to him.

"Lord Mingyu, why don't you have some juice and rest for a bit?" Anna said softly.

Xia Mingyu straightened up and sat on the floor, picking up the red juice from the silver plate and drinking it.

"Phew!" Feeling the cool sensation constantly emanating from his mind, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Thank you for your hard work, Anna."

"No, no, no, this juice was made by Sister Anlia. I was just responsible for bringing it over." The girl waved her hands nervously.

Hearing her say that, Xia Mingyu suddenly remembered that Anlia hadn't come to see him all day, and Anna had brought him the food and juice.

This isn't like her usual style!

"Anna, where did Anlia go today?" Xia Mingyu asked, looking puzzled.

“Sister Anlia went to the courtyard on the back mountain early this morning and hasn’t left since. She even had someone deliver her food from the courtyard to the main building,” Anna said truthfully.

She must have gone to the back hill courtyard to see Helena, her childhood sweetheart.

Xia Mingyu pondered for a moment and decided to go and take a look.

"Anna, your work for today is finished. Go back and get some rest." He raised his hand and gently patted the girl's head as a reward for her hard work that day.

Red Fox Castle, back courtyard.

By the time Xia Mingyu arrived, it was already pitch black.

Crackling.

In the center of the courtyard, a dozen or so pieces of firewood formed a brightly burning bonfire. The flames leaped and crackled, and countless sparks, like fireflies, danced in the night sky.

A long wooden table was filled with all sorts of meticulously prepared food, and the aroma of the delicacies was enough to make one's mouth water.

Meanwhile, the grotesque members of the Monster Circus, with their arms around each other's shoulders, drank and laughed loudly.

This fantastical scene can only be described as a chaotic dance of demons.

"Is this... a bonfire party?"

Xia Mingyu was taken aback. His gaze continued to wander among the crowd, and finally found An Liya's figure.

The blonde girl was sitting on a bench by the campfire, surrounded by a group of her bandmates.

The deformed children nestled beside her as if she were their mother.

The two-headed giants, Big Toby and Little Toby, tried their best to tell jokes to cheer her up.

Mia, the mouse girl, stood behind her, carefully combing her honey-smooth, long hair.

Even the usually aloof snake-scaled boy hesitated before coming to her side, curling up like a hibernating snake and closing his eyes to rest.

Faced with these deformed people whose appearance would be terrifying to ordinary people, the blonde girl always wore a faint smile on her face, and her azure eyes showed no impatience, only a motherly and loving tolerance.

"Holy Mary!"

Looking at this bizarre yet heartwarming scene, Xia Mingyu couldn't help but murmur, recalling a famous painting from his past life.

Although his voice was soft, it was heard by a deformed artist who was diligently recording the scene.

He secretly marveled in his heart, thinking, "As expected of a sage, he could perfectly name the scene before him with a casual remark, even though he seemed to have called the girl by the wrong name."

Thus, another world-famous painting was added to the art galleries of later generations—"The Virgin Mary".

“Your Excellency, your maid is truly remarkable. This is the first time I have ever seen my members so close to an outsider.”

While Xia Mingyu was still in a daze, the magician suddenly appeared beside him and exclaimed.

This level of intimacy even made him, as the "father," feel jealous.

As the magician explained, Xia Mingyu gradually understood the reason.

It seems that when Anlia came to the courtyard to look for Helena, she saw those deformed children. After learning that they were helpless and had no parents, the kind-hearted girl decided to hold a bonfire party to make them happy for a day.

During this period, all the food was prepared by Anlia, who was a chef, and the drinks and various ingredients were purchased with her own savings.

Then this heartfelt tenderness was met with a response from the circus members, resulting in the scene we see today.

“Your Excellency, I thank you for your invitation; my children have such a wonderful day because of it,” the magician said softly.

He remembered this favor and would help Xia Mingyu if he were ever in danger in the future.

"No need to thank me, this is all thanks to Anlia," Xia Mingyu said with a smile, suddenly feeling much less pressure on him.

After all, everyone is trying to live, and the world will respond gently to those who are kind.

"Sage, would you like to join us for the bonfire party?"

"Honored."

The magician happily stepped into the courtyard with Xia Mingyu, deciding to find an opportunity while the other was dancing to make the ring on his ring finger, which was used to hide the blessing, fall off in a reasonable way.

(End of this chapter)