There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

It was obvious that these things only needed to be said, and even if Kela had other thoughts, she would not be able to cause much waves.

But Liselotte chose the most troublesome and unnecessary one.

"If forced, she would indeed do so, but we cannot guarantee her willingness, Hildegard."

"Rather than forcing her, letting her go in on her own will actually have an unexpected effect. An ordinary person might be able to do what Herhunzolen couldn't."

"So, you forged Volner's suicide note and summoned Viviana to join the Queen's Voice, just to make her..."

"Willingly?"

Looking at her friend again, Hildegard fell silent.

Rather than playing with people's hearts, she is better at solving problems through physical means.

If you don't do it, I will force you to do it. If you refuse to submit, I will force you to submit. My fist is bigger than yours, so I have the right to dominate you.

She doesn't understand, so she won't try to understand.

It was not until then that Hildegard suddenly realized that the twins, who were once so close, had now drifted apart without her noticing.

"Only when Viviana is involved will she make up her mind... The Golden Rule has trapped her, the Hochberg family, and Wollner."

"Now even Viviana is about to be trapped. If she wants to resolve this, she has to destroy the Golden Rule. This is her only solution."

"Just wait and see, Hildegard, even without the Golden Rule, we still have Everlasting Grace, which can lead Leitania forward."

With a golden light flashing in her eyes, Liselotte stopped talking.

.........

"Kela..."

Looking at her "relatives" who were commanding with all their heart, Viviana drew her sword without hesitation and walked towards Kela.

The shadow spread from under her feet, and she herself walked in it, emitting a faint fluorescence, like a candle in the dark night, small but firm.

"I said... Viviana, get out of here."

Kala said without turning his head while waving his hands non-stop.

"I'll take you back!"

Viviana clenched her teeth, lowered her body, and quickened her pace.

The shadow spread to the feet of Kola and his group. They should have continued to move forward until they were surrounded, but they seemed to have encountered some obstacle and hesitated to move forward.

"This is..."

"Golden Rule."

He stopped what he was doing and with a wave of his hand, he arranged ten golden pieces of music.

Shitongling, Heidenschweiler, Enwad, Odenhell, Lupokan, Wasserling, Fortgang, Oschdenheim, Keplania...

All the golden rhythms in the hands of the nine electors of Leithania have fallen into Kola's hands.

As for the extra one, it was the long-abandoned Syracuse.

Even though it was expelled from Lethania by the Witch King in his early years, its golden rhythm has been preserved to this day.

Ten chapters, three melodies, here, the basic social structure of Leitania has been revealed to Kola.

They protect Leitania, they imprison Leitania, they shape her, they contain her...

But this melody is too old, so old that it has become rotten, like a dead tree.

These ten pieces of music have trapped too many people, trapped so many people.

"I'll take care of those guys around her, you find a chance to knock her out!"

Seeing that Viviana's Originium skills were blocked by the Golden Rule, Talina immediately drew her sword and stepped forward.

Draco's flames swept over, and the angry dragon roared and rushed towards the remnants of the Witch King.

"Take her back, we'll talk about it later if there's anything!"

"Ok!"

Viviana thrust the rapier in her hand hard into the barrier in front of Kela.

"Looking" at the sword blade that was so close to him, Kola pointed the baton in his hand at one of the pieces of music. Suddenly, a powerful repulsive force gently hit Viviana's body, pushing her away.

Talina and Maria, who had found the remnants of the five Witch Kings, were not disturbed. It was not known whether Kela had confidence in his men or felt that there was no need for this.

The blade in her hand was swung more and more fiercely, and Talina showed indifference on her face. Every blow was aimed at the vital points of the remnants of the Witch King.

Their target has always been Kela. As for the remnants of the Witch King around Kela?

Sorry, I'm not familiar with you.

What's more, their offensive was no worse than Talina's, and every move was aimed at the vital points.

The close cooperation of the five people made up for the lack of their own abilities, and for a moment Talina was unable to deal with these five people.

Looking at Viviana charging again and again, Talina couldn't help but get anxious.

"Maria...how long will it take?"

Turning to look at Maria who was fighting alongside her, Talina asked anxiously.

"About... ten more minutes."

A light shield formed in front of her. Maria said uncertainly, "Cilientelme is under martial law now. It will take some effort for my uncle to get in..."

"...I hope he can come sooner."

Shaking her head, Talina blocked out the strange cello sound in her ears and rushed towards the remnant of the Witch King holding the cello with a knife.

“It’s you…!”

Recklessly exerting force on the blade, the core of Talina's chest glowed with a crimson light.

As she continued to increase her strength, the barrier in front of the Witch King's remnants suddenly shattered, and Talina took the opportunity to rush in.

The mages who were close to them were extremely weak, not to mention that they were just "instruments".

With just one blow, Talina cut the remaining member of the Witch King's group who was holding a cello in half, and his instrument was also cut in half.

But even so, the slightly "tempting" cello sound did not dissipate...

Volume 8: Chapter 59: No Regrets

There was a hint of regret in Kela's words. She was greedy for everything that belonged to her, greedy for Viviana.

"Did the Queen force my father to death?"

Listening to Kela's words, Viviana thought of the theft of the Golden Rule music that was "full of loopholes".

This special golden rhythm movement could only be possessed by the Queen and the Elector, but it was absurdly snatched away from him. As a tower sorcerer, Werner couldn't even fight back.

To anyone with a discerning eye, this is a completely absurd drama, so absurd that they simply won't believe it.

"I tried to persuade him for a long time..."

Stroking the baton in his hand, Kola's eyes misted over. "I wanted him to hand over a copy of the Golden Rule so I could move to another location. But he was worried that this would alert the remnants of the Witch King and render the bait ineffective."

"I asked him again if Brent could come earlier to save his life at the scene of the attack... He still refused me."

Looking up at Viviana, Kela smiled, but two traces appeared on his face.

The blood mixed with tears falling down did not look scary, but only made people feel pitiful.

"He said he was already terminally ill and was waiting for death to take him and Lucinda together. He said living a few more days was not worth implicating Shi Tongling and you."

"He volunteered."

She reached out her hand to wipe away the tears, then took a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions: "He left me so decisively, and gave up so easily."

"I received a copy of The Golden Rule the day he died, watched you return to Trilin Termé, and watched as you were about to follow the same path as your father."

“That’s when I made up my mind.”

Twenty-three years ago, while she was wiping the resonance pipes on the top of the Witch King's Tower, she heard the fighting sounds of the Electors' coalition forces below.

She was frightened by the Witch King's brutality in his later years. Over the past thousands of days and nights, countless people entered the Witch King's Tower, but she was the only one who survived.

She desperately wanted to leave here, no matter how.

So, she pushed the resonance line at the top of the tower, creating an opportunity for the Electors' coalition to attack the Witch King.

Afterwards, the Gemini Queens found her, affirmed her achievements, and gave her another mission, to lurk among the remnants of the Witch King and lead them to destruction.

But Kela's experience made her unwilling to serve the Queen, so she became a "double agent".

She had the same recognition of the Witch King's era. In that era, regardless of origin, there was no difference between commoners and nobles in the eyes of the Witch King.

After the Witch King fell, those who used to be around him became frustrated, whether they were the famous painters or the former cellist of the Royal Orchestra (Arturo's teacher).

If it weren't for the small contributions she made, her life today would probably not be much better.

They had overthrown the Witch King, but they didn't see that their lives were much better now than before.

Even to those who once gave more, life seems to be becoming less and less hopeful.

"The Witch King's Tower fell, but more towers were erected. Those below the towers desperately tried to climb up, while those above them still wanted to reach higher."

"Groups of people come and go, up and down, the cycle of hatred repeats itself, and the struggle never ends."

"Pain, regret, and remorse...will occupy the hearts of generations of Leitanians."

"My... child, I've met too many people trapped in this situation, like Captain Loris of the gendarmerie, Gerhard, Frémont's student, and even Brandt. All of them are swept up in fate, yet powerless to change it."

After changing the way he addressed Viviana, Kela mused, "You too, Viviana. Once you enter the Queen's Tower, you will only be able to make the sounds the Queen wants you to make."

"I can 'see' it, I've already seen it, that you're going to become like your father, wasting your life in a life you don't want."

"The tune of the Golden Rule remains unchanged, Leitania will not change, and there will be more tragedies in the future."

“Unless, outdated music no longer traps everyone.”

The melody of the Golden Rule movement sounded again in my ears, resonating with the lingering cello sound.

As I said before to Emily, she never changed.

Werner Hochberg was her primary concern and the source of her most fundamental emotions.

This man has been with her throughout her life.

She still couldn't forget the scene when Walter pulled her out of the ruins despite the torrent of magic.

Even if we put aside the emotional reasons, Walter was at least her savior.

However, this savior lost his family due to the schemes of the Heidenschwil region, and also lost his love due to the coercion of other electors and nobles.

Fate was already so cruel, yet it still gave him the responsibility of the Golden Rule, making him the bait set by the queens in his ignorance.

In the end, he even lost his freedom because of the arrangements of the queens. The sickly man endured pressure that did not belong to him throughout his life, and finally died of depression.

Over the years, she had developed a growing hatred for the queens, who had made a tool of the already unfortunate Walner and deprived him of happiness.

And now, Viviana, whom she regards as her daughter, returns home and is about to embark on the same path as Walter, which finally makes Kela make up her mind.

She really couldn't do anything about Walter's past, but at least now...

She could destroy this golden melody that trapped everyone for him!

Even if this would cause social unrest, even if losing the Golden Rule would make Leitania no longer have the power to easily unite everyone, she is willing to do so!

Even if she is doomed to eternity, she will not regret being this eternal sinner!

The sound of resonance grew stronger, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, with silver snakes swimming in it.

Cracks began to appear on the corridor bridge beneath their feet, and the Twin Queens' Towers also began to gradually collapse.

The black and white colors faded, replaced by bricks depicting thunder and blood. They were constantly breaking, reorganizing, and returning to their original form.

"This is...the Witch King's Tower! What have you done?!"

Frémont, who arrived late, looked at the corner of the sky that appeared from the dark clouds and his face suddenly changed.

This isn't the fake one the Witch King's remnants created at Ludwig University. This is the real thing, the Witch King's Tower!

It holds all that the Witch-King has, his power, his mind, and his...

Know how.

Kela could no longer answer. Blood was shining beneath her skin, and countless musical symbols were born from it, gaining new life through her body.