After Becoming The Tyrant

Astrologer?

The king immediately thought of the young astrologer he had met when he went to Moon River Fortress.It was not the first time for the king to deal with astrologers. General John's fiasco was related to the participation of astrologers, and the assassination of the king himself before the outbreak of the Black Death also had astrologers.

Gluck began to tell the king.

When he was still in the "Art Capital" not far from the Holy Court, he met some astrologers.

The Holy See "protected" the astrologers on the surface, allowing them to live in the cities around the Holy City and giving them limited freedom.Gluck's rejection of the Holy Court was partly out of sympathy for his friends who were in a state of semi-imprisonment.

Back then, Gluck was just an ordinary painter with neither force nor power. After offending the Holy Court, he was able to escape successfully thanks to the help of these astrologer friends.They sent him a warning in advance, and later helped him to divination a safe escape route.

Before receiving the letter from them, Gluck thought that his poor friends might have died in the dark house of the Holy Court a few years ago.

Gluck clearly wanted to help the astrologers who had saved him.

However, it is difficult to make a reliable guarantee for a group of astrologers from the Holy Court just based on his weak words.The astrologers also took this into consideration, so they really just wanted to ask Gluck to deliver a letter to the king for them and say a few nice words.

The king and Charles exchanged a look.

After delivering the letter nervously, Gluck withdrew.

What happened next was not his right to speak.

The letters from the astrologers reflected their solemnity. The envelopes were extraordinarily exquisite, with dark patterns of star trails, and the seal of the "Association of Prediction and Destiny" was stamped squarely on it.Gluck was only a painter and couldn't read the meaning, but the letter fell into the eyes of the king and Charles, and there was already another message:

Among the group of astrologers who escaped from the Holy Court—assuming they really escaped—the status is not ordinary.

"His Majesty?"

Charles spoke in a questioning tone.

"Association of Prediction and Fate..." The king picked up the letter, looked at the seal on it, and frowned slightly.

"That's the second organization of astrologers."

A voice came, and the Queen Mother Eleanor pushed open the secret door of the study and walked in.On the bright side, the Queen Mother Eleanor died more than ten years ago, and she is not suitable to appear directly in front of people, so the king specially set up hidden secret doors for his mother in some places.

She seems no stranger to the role of astrologer.

Meeting the king's questioning gaze, Eleanor laughed in a low voice. She took off a cat's-eye gemstone ring she was wearing on her hand, and turned it over to let the king see the runes on the back of the gemstone.

——It is generally the same as the badge of the "Association of Prediction and Fate".

"You were one of them?"

The king asked, he was not surprised that his mother also had the identity of an astrologer.

The letter left by the Duke of Buckingham explained that Queen Eleanor went crazy because she used a secret method to see the outcome of William III's gamble.At that time, the king guessed that his mother might also be an astrologer.

"Yes, child," replied Eleanor, "I was one of them."

"Ever?" The king captured the key information.

"A not very interesting story." The Queen Mother Eleanor said lightly, "However, at least before I left, there were still some of them who could be trusted. But... I suspect that some of them turned their backs took his oath."

Speaking of this, Queen Eleanor's green eyes seemed to gather a terrible storm.

"Maybe you'd like to introduce us to the 'Society of Forecasting and Fate'?" the king gently diverted his mother's attention.

Eleanor sat down, turned the ring on her hand, and said slowly: "Not all astrologers are willing to be enslaved by the Holy Court. Therefore, except for the Astrologer Association supervised by the Holy Court, the unwilling astrologers We formed a second alliance. Under the name 'Prediction' and 'Fate.' The gist was—"

"Waiting for the day of turning point."

………………

On the sea at a distance from the port of Kothsoya.

A boat with star trails was blown by the tide, causing the hull to undulate slightly.On the boat, a young man leaned on the railing and looked at the distant sea. He looked very tired. For two consecutive weeks, all they saw was the sea. At this time, they were finally not far from the land.

But as the ship approached Legrand, the young astrologer became more and more nervous.

He once met Legrand's king outside Moon River Fortress.That side left a deep impression on him.Before that, when he was divining his fate, he once saw a scorching sun rising from the abyss, shining on the earth in an irresistible posture.At that time, he didn't know whether the scorching sun belonged to Blacy or Legrand, so he specially reminded General Karl.

At that time, General Carr decided that the scorching sun must belong to Blacy.

Of course he also hoped that the scorching sun belonged to Blacy.

However, as the situation changed, General Karl, who firmly believed that Bolaixin would conquer the earth, followed the deposed Ferry III and retreated to the ice and snow in the extreme north.Under the leadership of the new King Charlie, the huge Bracy Kingdom has presented its crown to the Holy Court.

The scorching sun predicted didn't favor Blacy.

There was a coughing sound from behind.

"Ali." An old voice sounded.

The young astrologer hurriedly turned around: "Mr. President, why did you come out?"

The president of the Forecasting and Fate Association, Mr. Meade has wrinkled face, hunched back, and leaning on a birch cane. He looks as if he is nearly a hundred years old.But in fact, he is less than 60 years old.Every time he saw the old and tottering appearance of the president, Yali couldn't help feeling sour in his heart.

In name, they are guests protected by the Holy Court, but in fact, their situation in the Holy Court is not much better than that of serfs.

"I'll come out and take a look." The president sighed, leaning on the railing, looking in the direction of Kossoya City.Legrand's royal navy patrolled so closely that they didn't even dare get too close to the coast.

"Mr. President..." Yali hesitated, "King Legrand, will you really accept us?"

Ari is a student of the president and knows some details that others on the ship do not know.Before setting off for Legrand, the president announced to the others that he saw the hope of the astrologers in Legrand, so everyone worked together and escaped from the Holy Court at a considerable cost. .

But in fact, the results obtained by the president's divination are very vague.

It only vaguely pointed out that the fate of the astrologers is in Legrand, but this fate may be a good turning point, or it may mean that they will eventually die in Legrand.Both are possible.

However, a hope is needed to allow everyone to survive the hardships along the way.

But to be honest, he was very worried about it.

After hearing that Legrand had stopped the spread of the Black Death with the "monarch's touch", as an astrologer who also belonged to the mystical field, Yali immediately understood that the young king must have received some help from non-human forces.This means that the monarch probably also knew what good things these astrologers did in the war.

That king does not seem like a tolerant and benevolent monarch.

They defected this time, possibly sending themselves to a dead end.

"do not know."

The president shook his head.

"However, this is where the turning day points." When Yali was lost again, the president said, "The king of the world will be born here."

"The Holy Court has been studying the prophecy of the king of the world for so many years." Yali hesitated, but still raised the question that he had hidden in his heart for a long time, "They think the king of the world refers to the supreme holy lord, who will come in person To the ground. Mr. President, the rules of astrologers are to observe the changes in history, and to obey the fate to obtain blessings. I am a little worried, whether the interpretation of the Holy Court is truly correct."

This suspicion has been in his heart for a long time, and it has always made him feel afraid.

If the "king of the world" in the prophecy is really the god of the holy court, then everything they have done is tantamount to a dead end.

"Where does your confidence come from?"

"Legrand is the place where dragons are buried. 'The red dragon has seven heads and ten horns, and seven crowns on its seven heads. Its tail dragged a third of the stars in the sky and fell to the ground'[1] this is If the apocalypse remains, the legendary red dragon inhabited Legrand and was finally buried here. And the seven crowns of the red dragon eventually fell into the hands of the founder of Legrand, the Rose family." Long gave an astonishing answer.

"If the prophesied 'king of the world' finally appears, I think it will not be the Holy Court, but Legrand."

"The crown, the dragon's bones, the power, the king of the world..."

There was a gleam in the president's eyes.

"Fate is on our side!"

Sharp birdsong.

Under the gray sky, a goshawk circled with its wings outstretched.It suddenly retracted its wings and swooped down like an arrow.Yali stretched out his hand, and the goshawk landed firmly on his arm, stretching out a leg tied with a secret letter.

The chairman unscrambled the letter.

As soon as it was unfolded, a shocked expression appeared on the president's face.

"What's the matter?" Ali immediately asked, "Did King Legrand reject us?"

"Do not."

The president answered slowly.

He fixedly looked at a pattern at the end of the letter. Yali took a closer look and recognized that pattern at a glance as the logo of their "Association of Prediction and Destiny".And under the pattern, there is a name:

Eleanor.

………………

Rose Palace.

Before waiting for the secret arrival of the astrologers, the king's bedroom was suddenly overrun by a black mist.He raised his eyes in no surprise.

"Good day, my dear Majesty."

The devil saluted the king with a smile, and after that time St. Val died in hell, he disappeared for a while.The king guessed that the devil also had his own purpose in that hunt.

In a way, they worked well together—the gangster kind.

"What are you here for?"

The king closed the book and asked.

"Can't I just care about His Majesty?" the devil complained, "Is my image too biased in your eyes?"

The king looked at him without saying a word.

"Okay, okay, a little thing."

The devil immediately changed his words and stopped joking.