CH 45

Christian was ecstatic but still a little suspicious. “Is all that Your Majesty says true?”

With a sober look on his face, Bai Lixin raised the golden spear in his hand to Christian and said solemnly, “High Priest, in the name of the King of the Saron Empire, I command you to take up this spear.”

With this sudden change, Christian, who was already in a trance after being beaten by Di Suo and the sudden news of a fresh young dragon, unconsciously raised his hands to grasp the golden spear as he was ordered to do.

When Christian took hold of the spear, Bai Lixin let go.

What made everyone stunned was that the golden spear, which had just been lifted by Bai Lixin with ease, was now heavier than ever in Christian’s hands.

The sudden heaviness of the object made Christian’s face change, and his body fell to his knees involuntarily.

When he saw that his hands were about to be smashed into the ground, Christian quickly released the spear and braced one against the ground, thus avoiding the fate of having the back of his hands crushed.

“Clang!” There was a loud noise, and the golden lance slammed firmly into the ground.

Christian was on one knee, bracing his knee with one hand and the other holding the ground. Seeing this, Bai Lixin took a step forward and put his hands on Christian’s shoulders to help him up. “Please rise, you must believe this. I am the only one who can pick it up. Since the gods have entrusted me with the task of guarding the Saron Empire, I must not let them down. The High Priest is a messenger of the gods, so you will help me, won’t you?”

Christian, who had been helped up by Bai Lixin, looked very ugly; he was kneeling just now as if he had knelt and submitted to King Alexander.

He was just a puppet. How dare he embarrass him like that?

According to the secret scriptures at the Temple of Priests, Alexander I sealed the black dragon with a golden lance when he lured it into a magic formation, and later he founded the Saron Empire.

Alexander I was a man of divine power when he possessed the artefact, but it was only when the golden lance left Alexander I’s side that his divine power dissipated, and in just five years he was no different from an ordinary man. But by this time, he had become so firmly established in the Saron Empire that the crowds did not notice his abnormality.

And it was because Alexander I had stood at the altar of the gods that he came to particularly revere the power and favour of the gods, and that was why he attached special importance to the profession of priest.

He sought out priests everywhere, brought them into his palace to be enshrined as high officials, and consecrated their prophecies as divine decrees. And afterwards, this tradition was passed on, and as the generations passed, the priests became more and more important in the country, gradually moving to the centre of power and becoming a new and powerful force above the emperor.

Christian recalled the descriptions of the two guards who had been guarding the underground palace yesterday; Ansel had never had that kind of power before. So it seemed that he had been divinely inspired, as he had said, to take on the responsibility of sealing the Silver Dragon.

Christian’s emotions were mixed as he looked imperceptibly up and down at the young emperor, sighing in his heart as he sensed a completely different aura from his previous one.

The chosen one’s divine power was unfathomable, and they must not be confronted directly.

In a few breaths, Christian had made up his mind that he must hold back during the time when Ansel was sealing the silver dragon. As soon as Ansel had sealed the Silver Dragon, his divine power would slowly disappear, while his own power would rise because of the fresh blood of the Silver Dragon.

The difference between him and the king would be a world of difference in divine power, and then it would be clear who was the master and who was the puppet.

With this in mind, Christian gave a reverent smile as he placed his hand on his chest and said, “As you wish, my revered sire. But when will the Silver Dragon appear? ”

“The gods did not give me an answer as to when the Silver Dragon would appear; they simply told me to prepare everything and wait quietly.” Seeing Christian, who had bowed his head for the first time, Bai Lixin nodded with a smile.

He bent down and took the golden lance in his hand, “Then, if there is nothing more, we shall leave first, High Priest.” Without waiting for Christian’s reply, he led Di Suo towards his study.

Christian’s face paled slightly, but his mouth was still smiling with sincerity, “Please feel free, Your Majesty.”

Bai Lixin sneered and never said another word back to him.

As he watched Bai Lixin leave his sight, Christian’s gentle and sincere smile suddenly turned fierce and sinister. “Ansel Alexander, you have made a fool of me today. I will get you back for it one day.”

………..

In the study, Bai Lixin sat on the luxurious golden chair with his head slightly propped up, listening to General Kapler’s report on the military situation.

Today, General Kapler was also reporting something unusual. Just a few days ago, they discovered the emergence of several small cult groups entering the imperial capital.

After listening to General Kapler’s report, Bai Lixin pondered for a moment and said, “Keep an eye on this matter. There is no need to alert the snake for the time being.”

General Kapler obeyed the Emperor’s orders, not to mention the now overbearing King Alexander.

Since His Majesty had given the order, he had no further objection and immediately knelt down to receive it.

Bai Lixin asked some other questions, and when Kapler had no more to say, he dismissed everyone with a wave of his hand, leaving only Di Suo with him.

It was not until they had all withdrawn from the study that Bai Lixin turned back to Di Suo with a concerned look on his face and grabbed his hand, “After fighting with the High Priest for so long, is there any injury to Lord Di Suo?”

As Di Suo looked down at Bai Lixin’s face, his mind kept flashing back to the expression on his face when he was panting and moaning underneath him last night, and the overwhelming anger in his heart miraculously calmed down and was gradually replaced by a warmth and peace that he himself could not even describe.

He smiled faintly and said to Bai Lixin, “A mere man who is on his deathbed dares to stand up to me. I have just taught him a small lesson, so that he will know how high the sky is. ”

When Bai Lixin heard Di Suo’s confident words, he laughed out loud and clapped his hands in approval. “I almost laughed out loud when I saw Christian’s ashen but calm face just now. You’ve done a great job, Lord Di Suo! ”

Seeing the sly expression on Bai Lixin’s face, Di Suo gave his nose a gentle tap, and he said with a smile, “Cunning old man.”

Bai Lixin was not annoyed and laughed even louder when he was tapped on the nose, “Oh, Lord Di Suo, did you see the look on his face when he fell to his knees just now? That face was like a palette. ”

As Bai Lixin laughed, Di Suo just stood and looked at him quietly, a doting look in his eyes that he didn’t even notice.

It took a while for Bai Lixin to stop laughing, and when Di Suo saw that he had laughed enough, he asked, “What do you want to do next? Did you really get the divine revelation? ”

Bai Lixin blinked and looked at Di Suo with a sly smile. “Hillman is a silver dragon, isn’t he, Lord Di Suo?”

Di Suo’s pupils shrank slightly, and he said warily, “You know? I only told you he was a dragon, not his color! ”

“How could I not know?” Bai Lixin shrugged. “As soon as Hillman appeared before my eyes, the golden lance began to stir. It would have been hard for me to spot it even if I didn’t want to. ”

“So you really did get the divine revelation?” Di Suo looked at the golden lance that Bai Lixin had placed on the table and tried to reach for it, but a force bounced off his hand just as he touched the golden lance. Di Sui frowned, “So only you can pick up this golden lance?”

Bai Lixin sighed inwardly; his lover’s insight was far too keen and he was trying to find the holes in his story.

“It is true that I got divine inspiration, but the inspiration is for me to pierce your heart with this lance, and after killing you, it will absorb your power.”

” At that time, this lance will be used to reseal the Silver Dragon. ” He thought for a moment, and then lied shamelessly, “But how could I hurt you? My ancestors have already broken your heart, and I could not go on making the same mistake. So I went against the divine revelation and saved you. ”

“As for sealing that silver dragon, the divine revelation was that the silver dragon would attack the Saron Empire. If the silver dragon does not attack the Saron Empire, I would not strike with this lance. So as long as the Silver Dragon doesn’t strike, there is no chance for me to do so, is there? ”

Di Suo’s eyes darkened: “You could have used Sophia to provoke him into attacking the Saron Empire, and that would have played into your hands? Isn’t that a common trick of your Alexander family? ”

“Lord Di Suo, do you think I’m really that desperate to achieve my goals?” Bai Lixin curled his lips to the side, a faint look of anger on his face.

“Is it that I’m just devious, cunning, and downright bad? You also know that I like Sophia, so if I like Sophia, why would I use her? ”

Di Suo had been imprisoned in the underground palace for many years, and now that he was just out of it, the silver dragon was the only one of its kind he had ever seen. Dragons had always loved their clansmen, so it was very hard to encounter problems with their own kind.

But now, seeing Bai Lixin’s sullen and sad expression, his heart throbbed for some reason, and Di Suo clenched his hand behind his back into a fist, his sexy lips pursed up, not knowing how to answer Bai Lixin.

He suddenly felt that he had been too hasty just now; Ansel was Ansel, and Alexander I was Alexander I. The two of them were originally different individuals.

And the fact that he had been confronting Ansel with hatred had not only confused his mind, but even disturbed his judgement.

The atmosphere in the study was thick, and both men were silent. One had a sulky face and the other a helpless guilty one.

One was looking at the scroll on the desk, and the other was secretly staring at the other’s face, making the scene extraordinarily awkward.

At that moment, a knock on the door broke the awkwardness, and Bai Lixin raised his head, coughing twice to adjust his emotions before saying, “Come in.”

The guard who pushed the door in was the messenger at the castle gate, and he half-kneeled on the ground and said, “Your Majesty, Princess Sophia of the Sena Kingdom requests an audience.”

Sophia? Coming to see him so soon?

The corners of Bai Lixin’s mouth took on a smile. What kind of dream did she have?

It was time to see if the dream had worked or not.

Di Suo stared at Bai Lixin, irritated and frustrated by the sight of his expression. He was now smiling like a flower, yet he had previously been sullen.

He frowned at the door.

What was wrong with this Princess Sofia? Why wasn’t she staying in her own palace and being pampered? Why was she running around like this?

Although the Kingdom of Sena was next door to the Saron Empire, the distance between the two castles took three days by carriage.

But now it had only been three days since her last visit. How had she made the round trip?