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Chapter 1158: Bestowing Titles in Old Garments
Chapter 1158: Bestowing Titles in Old Garments
As Kappa walked towards the display case, he noticed a young man and woman lying unconscious on the ground nearby, seemingly holding something in their arms.
He didn't pay much attention at first; there were quite a few tourists who had collapsed along the way. But this time was different. As his gaze swept over them, he observed every detail clearly.
He noticed that both of their hands bore a bluish-red tattoo, the mark of the former royal family, the Novilian Family.
He was somewhat surprised and moved his fingers slightly. Two thin, thread-like strands of Mutated Tissue drifted down and entered their bodies through their skin.
After a while, the young man and woman slowly woke up. When they opened their eyes, they saw Kappa, first in disbelief, then with an expression of wild joy and intense excitement.
They placed the object they were holding to one side, got up, and knelt before Kappa, placing their hands on their chests and speaking respectfully. "Your Majesty, your loyal subjects are here to await your commands."
Kappa smiled gently. "It seems you were looking for me."
"Yes, Your Majesty, we come from the Fruitian Family. Our father, Jode Fruitian, had the honor of speaking with Your Majesty three years ago, and we were present at that time, listening to your teachings. From that moment on, my brother and I vowed to serve you for the rest of our lives.
Please forgive our presumption, but we know that with Your Majesty's wisdom, you can perceive the workings of the world. However, our desire to see you was so urgent that after returning home, we contacted others who also wished to serve you..."
After their conversation with the emperor, they and their father, Jode Fruitian, decided to rescue him. They joined forces with others who shared the same goal and formed a rescue team.
However, rescuing someone from the Sealed Hall was extremely difficult. They made many plans and used an advanced active consciousness to simulate scenarios, but all the simulations ended in failure.
Just when they thought their plan was hopeless, a turning point arrived.
They received a tip from a religious follower and decided to seek help from religious forces. After much effort, they found a Zen practitioner within the Zen Sect who possessed Mental Power.
The man told them that they should come to the Ancient Museum on the day of the Three Stars Conjunction, as there might be a chance to meet the person they were looking for. If they didn't encounter the person, they would have no way to rescue him.
They didn't know if they would succeed, but this plan was safer and more feasible than their previous ones. Even if it failed, they wouldn't lose much, so they brought some items and came here.
"Zen Sect...",
Kappa listened, still smiling, but his eyes became slightly more serious.
"This time, we have brought something that Your Majesty might need."
As he spoke, the brother and sister lifted the object they were holding.
They entered the museum under the guise of making a donation, allowing them to bypass the security system and bring the item in openly.
The object was made from a Relic, and its primary function was to block Ritual Surveillance. If Kappa left some of his Mutated Tissue inside and they carried it out, Kappa could potentially use that part of the tissue to regenerate his entire body.
However, their entry was not smooth. They had originally planned to wait until the Three Stars Conjunction was over.
But shortly after entering, a team resembling mercenaries burst in and tried to drive them and the other tourists out.
Leaving would mean they couldn't complete their mission, so they refused and accused the intruders of being bandits, leading to a fight.
Although both were fighters, they were no match for the fully armed mercenaries. However, thanks to their protective clothing and agility, they managed to retreat. The mercenaries sent a team to pursue them.
They were about to be caught, but suddenly felt weak and then lost consciousness.
Kappa said meaningfully, "You were very lucky."
He wasn't referring to their finding him, but to the fact that if he had overlooked them or not awakened them, they would not have completed their mission and would have been discovered, potentially implicating their families.
In truth, this was highly likely, as waking them was a spontaneous decision, not a certainty, even with the royal tattoos on their hands.
"I believe we must have been blessed by Your Majesty."
The young man said excitedly, and the young woman nodded in agreement, genuinely believing it rather than merely flattering him.
At this, Kappa reached out, and with a cracking sound, a cross-shaped longsword embedded with gems broke through the display case and flew into his hand. Immediately, a sharp alarm sounded, but it vanished under the influence of his Field.
He swung his longsword, feeling the joyful response it transmitted, and pointed the tip at the two young people.
"Kneel."
The young man and woman immediately recalled something and, suppressing their excitement, knelt on the ground.
Kapa placed his longsword on one of their shoulders.
"In the name of the Novilian Royal Family, with Saint Transitus as our witness, I hereby confer upon you the title of Royal Court Guard. From this day forth, my enemies are your enemies; my will is your will."
As he spoke, he tapped each of their shoulders.
The young man immediately responded with a solemn and devout expression:
"I, Lucanio." "I, Aleya."
"We swear to uphold our oaths, remain loyal, and serve until the end of our lives."
The moment the oath was spoken, a burning sensation rose on the backs of their hands. Upon closer inspection, the tattoos that had appeared when they swore their oaths became even more vivid and seemed to come to life.
They did not know that these tattoos were actually oath marks, symbolizing their formal binding to the royal family. They had only gotten them before setting out due to their personal admiration for Kapa.
In reality, this was illegal and required the royal family's Mutated Tissue to truly have binding power and the strength granted by the royal family.
Only now did these marks gain their true meaning.
As they felt the power emanating from the marks, they heard a pleasant, resonant voice in their ears:
"Rise now, my guards."
The two stood up, their eyes filled with fervent admiration. They were willing to die for this emperor at any moment.
Kapa gestured to the object they were carrying: "Take it."
The young man immediately picked up the box he had brought, a seemingly ordinary rectangular container.
He carefully opened it, revealing a grooved base.
Kapa extended a finger, and soon a drop of dark red blood dripped from the tip into the groove.
He said, "Take it away while there's still time, and leave this place."
Inside the box was a portion of his condensed Mutated Tissue. With the box's concealment, he could transport it out of the Ritual.
If it could be successfully transferred, even if he were captured, a single drop of blood would give him the chance to regrow.
However, he did not need to rely on this to escape. This was merely a gift to those who had sworn allegiance to him.
The two, hearing his words, had no doubts. In their eyes, even without them, the emperor could escape the Sealed Hall and arrive here, so their presence or absence made no difference.
"As you command, Your Majesty."
After bowing, they left the hall with the box, feeling a sense of noble mission.
Kapa twirled his longsword and planted it in the ground. He then spread his arms, and the sound of shattering glass filled the air.
Amidst the breaking glass and the glow of light, his divine crown, rose flame robe, Transitus honor chain, and other items floated out of the display cases and onto his body.
When he took the golden helix cross staff into his hand and drew the cross-shaped longsword, the Sacred Oath of Saint Novil, he suddenly felt a change. He took a deep breath, and a stone began to emerge from his forehead, finally falling to the ground with a crack.
He felt his strength returning, and the mental shackles loosening, though not entirely.
A smile curved his lips, and he moved to another exhibit. At the center of this hall was a grayish-white rock about half a meter square.
The Dragon’s Heart.
According to legend, this was the Heart of a ground dragon hunted from the Convergence Ground, a royal treasure that had later fallen into the hands of the Federation.
Upon examination, it was believed that due to its age, the object had completely petrified and lost its research value, so it was transported here as an exhibit.
But he knew this was not just a stone; it was the Heart of a Novilian royal ancestor, which could only be revived by the blood and spirit of a descendant.
He pressed his hand against the display case, shattering it, and the object floated up to him. He aligned his wrist above it, and soon, drops of blood fell onto the grayish-white rock.
The blood quickly seeped into the stone, and after a moment, it began to tremble, cracks forming on its surface. A slow, deep thumping sound emerged from within, causing the entire hall to vibrate with each beat.
The cracks multiplied, and eventually, the outer layer of the stone shattered, revealing a fist-sized, bright red object.
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