Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects! Chapter 117.2: Please… Seed Me (2)

Chapter 117.2: Please… Seed Me (2)

Among the noisy crowd, a few nobles discussed softly.

“I didn’t dare to sleep the entire night yesterday.”

“Me too. I didn’t expect those lunatics to really want to look for the Sanctum Council to attempt to change the name list… that’s practically a declaration of war! I’ve already said that no matter what, we should not have put Tragic Moon up there.”

“However, what’s going on now? The White Light Courtyard seems to have accepted the name list? Are they so confident in the person they chose?”

Leta was not like Haines and the nobles were not as terrified of the demigods.

However, apart from a few arrogant fools, no one would want to provoke them for no reason.

In the eyes of the nobles of the palace, they were truly forced into their current options—the White Light Courtyard actually wanted to take away the Moonlight Queen that the palace relied on to exist from their hands.

In order to defend the authority of the palace, they knew that they had no choice but to do so.

However, on careful thought…

Were they truly defending the authority of the palace?

“Say, if… you were to choose a side between Hamilton’s group and a new queen who can defeat the Breaking Moon Queen, who would you choose?”

“I’ll stand on the new queen’s side… What about you?”

“The new queen!”

There was no need to wait for the outcome of the trial.

Just the fact that Alice dared to take part in this sacred test caused many nobles to waver.

The big shots of the palace were sitting on actual benefits and had reasons to fight the White Light Courtyard to the end. Findd the new𝒆st 𝒏ovels on n/𝒐velbin(.)com

However, the small fries below were already wavering towards their stance.

After all, everyone knew very well.

Nobles like Hamilton were easily replaceable. There wasn’t even a need for favorable circumstances. As long as there was a slight gap in the power structure of the palace, a group of people would swarm over and replace him like flies that had smelled blood.

However, there had not been a Moonlight Queen in Leta for 30 years.

Furthermore, this was a warrior who could defeat Breaking Moon and was even confident enough to challenge Tragic Moon.

Therefore, everyone began planning for themselves.

With that, under everyone’s anticipation, the sacred test finally began.

In front of the tomb, the divine priests of the Sanctum Council took out a token left behind by the Breaking Moon Queen for the descendants and injected magic into it. Instantly, it began to resonate with the corpse of the late queen beneath the tomb.

Corpses of demigods would not rot.

The sacred skeleton of the quasigod activated the remnant soul in the Moonlight Queen’s corpse, allowing this dead body to recover its vitality. In the blink of an eye, it became a dead spirit with the blessings of the gods, allowing the dead to return to the mortal world.

A terrifying aura burst forth from beneath the silent tomb!

A violent killing intent spewed out the moment the late queen woke up.

It was for no reason, similar to a bloodthirsty lunatic who viewed everything with hostility and hatred.

This tyrant who ruled over Leta with blood for 40 years… walked out of her tomb step by step.

What appeared before everyone was a tall and voluptuous cold beauty filled with killing intent.

Her long black hair danced in the wind and her exposed pale skin was filled with tattoos of incantations used to release forbidden curses instantly. Her battered armor creaked as she dragged a sword that was close to two meters long over.

There was a cold but menacing smile on her face.

This lifetime of experience spent in bloodshed perfected the image of this undead spirit, allowing her to possess a terrifying aura that no living being could match.

In fact, she did not even use any divine authority. Just by walking to the front of the stage, she could make everyone shiver uncontrollably.

Alongside her was her favorite old armor that had been with her for many years. Not only was it battered, it was filled with rust and blood that could not be wiped away. The strong smell of blood entered the noses of every audience present, not distinguishing between distance and proximity, causing them to tremble in fear as though they were facing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

As for her sword, it was a violent weapon that used the blood of her own race to undergo 14 consecutive blood sacrifices. Its name was Anguish Bane.

“After so many years, there are only two types of people who will challenge me.”

“Arrogant fools or tributes who were forced up here…”

The Breaking Moon Queen narrowed her eyes and scrutinized Alice with a cold smile.

“Which of them are you?”

Under the direct gaze of the Breaking Moon Queen, Alice instantly felt a chilling killing intent that caused her body to tremble.

She had never seen such a ferocious person in her life.

Furthermore, she was so beautiful… Beauty and violence were coexisting in harmony within her.

So, this was the bearing a mature Moonlight Queen should have?

Alice was a little shocked.

Although her body was trembling instinctively because of the terrifying killing intent of Breaking Moon, Alice was rather calm.

She knew that the violent Empress before her was not a high and mighty existence. This was merely her senior and was the same as her, a Moonlight Queen.

“Your Majesty Breaking Moon.”

Alice revealed a calm smile.

“Your sword is so beautiful. How about giving it to me?”

“Give it to you?”

When the Breaking Moon Queen heard that, the smile on her face turned cold and chilling.

She hated it when people joked about her sword.

The Breaking Moon Queen said indifferently.

“Do you know? I once stated in my will that if I were to be awakened for the trials of the new Moonlight Queen, I had to be placed at the last. I love to see those new queens mustering their courage to challenge me after obtaining the recognition of previous queens in the trial and accumulating their confidence. That will bring me to my favorite part, when I slash them and watch them die, crying and shrieking before me in despair.”