hunting light

Ian sensed Leon's location and searched for it all the way.

Mo Lin was right, Ian's authority in the Champs Palace is quite high.He is unimpeded in the administrative office area.Although the soldiers and staff all looked sideways, no one asked.

Because there was no one to stop him, Ian didn't realize that a meeting was in progress until he walked into the hall.

And the scene was very intense, and the atmosphere was not peaceful and friendly.

"You are compromising with the Holy See!" A middle-aged politician was aggressive and slapped the table. "We should take this opportunity to announce our secession from the Holy See and carry out religious reform. If we do not issue a clear and strong resistance now, everyone will When we acquiesced to the oppression of the Holy See! This will make it very difficult for our future policies to be implemented!"

"Reform is necessary, but not now!" Leon stood among the crowd, wearing a black suit, he did not look like a high-ranking new king, "We are not ready to face the Holy See's artillery fire at all. Our people can't even remember my name, you want them to betray their beliefs for thousands of years and fight for me with their lives?"

The politicians present were talking a lot, some supported the middle-aged man, and some supported Leon.

"Our foundations are not yet secure."

"That at least requires an attitude."

"The Reformation must begin now, but not too radically."

Ian found a chair by the door and sat down, quietly listening to their argument.

Surrounded by the noisy crowd, Leon's face was livid.He was impatient, and suddenly felt that familiar breath, turned his head, and met Ian's gaze.

Ian nodded slightly at him.

Leon returned a wry smile.

"To completely oppose the Holy See with great fanfare now, it is easy to make people feel that this decision is made out of His Majesty's personal grievances, rather than out of the interests of the people and the country."

Advi's gorgeous, deep voice was as usual.But he has shed his robes for a crisp handmade suit and has become a dashing politician.

But maybe because he was a bad monk, Ian felt that his new identity was more suitable for him.

"The Battle of the Betsy Star Ring was won by tricks. We still can't compete with the Holy See Army in terms of military force. I hope that Your Excellency Juliet can have a clear understanding and not be dazzled by the victory. We have the Dark Sentinel, our Your Majesty, but if the Holy See Army really launches an attack again, let alone the outcome, we will definitely pay a heavy price!"

"The reforms that weaken the influence of the Holy See will still continue, and will go further." Leon said in a deep voice, "Do you think I don't want to avenge my father, Sir Juliet? But the lesson of the Atlanta Federation is in front of us, we can't rashly deal with it." That elephant challenges!"

"Then how can we trust His Majesty's determination to reform?" Sir Julius asked loudly, "How can we be sure that you will continue to implement the policies of His Majesty, His Majesty Antonio IV—may he rest in peace."

"After all, you lack trust in His Majesty the Emperor, isn't that true?" Gercia, who had been sitting by the side, finally said, "He is young, has been leading troops outside, is not familiar with the government affairs of the central government, and is just a person who passed the right of succession. A king who has just sat on the throne. Next, do you suggest setting up ministers to assist His Majesty in handling government affairs?"

"All our considerations are based on concerns about the actual situation." Sir Juliet said, "We need reasons to trust that His Majesty can perform his duties fairly and strictly, and fulfill the promise to us for the late Emperor. Especially, His Majesty's biological father is a A former agent of the Atlanta Federation, and His Majesty himself has been having an affair with high-level officials of the Holy See all year round!"

The invisible blade came out of its sheath without warning, pointed towards Ian who was sitting in the corner, and aimed at the center of his brow.

"You even brought the bishop back to the palace and placed him in the harem!" Juliet yelled, "Are you humiliating the Holy See with your own body, or are you forming an alliance with them?"

Ian's body was cold and motionless.

The boos of different tones were like the cicadas suddenly singing together in summer, boiling and overflowing, surrounding Ian.

His gaze turned into random arrows, curious, ambiguous, contemptuous, disgusting... piercing Ian's thin body.

However, Ian knew long ago that this scene would eventually happen.

He betrayed his oath to God, broke the precepts, and even sacrificed his body to be marked by an Alpha.Then he will be judged sooner or later.

It's just that he didn't expect that the one who judged him was not the Holy See, but the secular people.

"Pay attention to your words, Sir Juliet!" Leon almost roared, furious, "Bishop Mitchell has made outstanding contributions to our army over the years. How many soldiers has he healed? With his assistance, our army Countless victories have also been achieved..."

"But he also uses it to preach!" Sir Juliet pushed back impressively.

"Bishop Mitchell has not stopped his missionary behavior for a moment. Thanks to him, many people in our army, from soldiers to senior officials, have become more and more devout. Under such circumstances, how can we promote Reformation? And how can we trust your determination to break with the Holy See, Your Majesty? Especially when a bishop is sleeping beside your own pillow!"

Amidst the vigorous controversy, Ian stood up, turned around and left the political hall quickly.

It was almost noon, and the heat wave was rolling outside, but Ian still felt that the wind blowing on his face was cool.

He walked straight across the courtyard under the scorching sun in the direction he had come.

He had left the political hall behind him, but the waves of sound continued to surround his ears like maggots on tarsal bones.

"Mitchell!" Adway's thick voice broke through the noise and reached Ian's ears.

Ian finally stopped, adjusted his breathing, and turned around.

Adwei strode forward, squinting his eyes like an old fox, examining Ian.

"Don't pay too much attention to Juliet's words. He's the kind of guy who's dedicated to singing bad faces, although I think he enjoys it himself. Anyway, it's his job to criticize, and he's really fucking good at it."

"Is he also from 'Tinder'?" Ian asked.

"A leader of the Young Sect." Advi nodded, "but today, he is just a mouthpiece."

"I know." Ian has calmed down, "There are many people in the organization who dissatisfy Leon. But I thought, you chose him, why are you questioning his leadership now?"

"Asura chose him." Advi greeted Ian and walked into the corridor, avoiding the scorching sun, "We just agree with Asura's choice and follow the founder's will. After all, we need someone recognized by everyone." leader."

"I understand." Ian smiled, "You need someone to sit in the seat of the supreme leader, but for thousands of years, you have formed a multi-leader system. So the leader should be a mascot .”

Adwei snorted, "You wouldn't be so naive as to think that we would give the organization to a boy who fell from the sky for no reason, would you? 'Tinder' is not a public welfare organization."

"Leon will be a wise and great leader." Ian said.

"I also have confidence in him." Advi shrugged, "But he still needs to prove himself. Our government has just been established..."

He glanced at the bracelet: "... 24 hours. You can't expect things to be like in the movie. The savior boy raised his arms and everyone responded, and everyone would charge forward and sacrifice their lives for him without hesitation. Bar?"

Ian said, "I don't watch the kind of movie you mentioned."

The corner of Adwei's mouth twitched: "If I can sleep with a boring person like you for three or four years and still remain infatuated, then the tenacity and persistence of His Majesty the Emperor really amazes me."

Ian: "..."

"By the way, what are your plans for the future?" Adway asked.

Ian walked side by side with him along the promenade, glanced sideways at the suit and jewel collar on the man: "I think you have left the Holy See."

"The Lord will understand me." Advi said generously, "Instead of continuing to cheat, it is better to break up and let each other be free. I said the same to my ex-girlfriends."

"I'm glad to see that you have returned to yourself." Ian said, "What's the latest news from the Holy See?"

"So far, they're like a herd of hibernating bears."

"I thought we'd alerted them," Ian said.

"Exactly." Advi said, "So some people think that we should enter a state of full preparation for war, but your emperor thinks that the situation is not that serious. You know why the Holy See Army suddenly intervened, right?"

Ian looked at the marble courtyard that was whitened by the sun, and said in a low voice, "The Holy See has always wanted to have my and Leon's children."

Advi immediately looked at Ian's stomach.Ian was wearing a light blue striped shirt and dark trousers, his thin body was clearly visible.

"I'm not pregnant!" Ian was a little annoyed, "How could I let them get what they wanted?"

"Then I'm even more confused." Advi said, "If you just want to have a child, you only need to get your eggs and the emperor's sperm. Our artificial reproductive technology has already reached its peak. But the Holy See is so fanciful, It is clear that I want the two of you in person."

"I'm also very confused about this." Ian said, "With my current relationship with the Holy See, I'm afraid I can't ask more. I just lost contact with Guangji. Obviously the Holy See has moved. Without Guangji, I Lost a big boost. It's easier for them to attack me."

"I have a different opinion." Adevi said, "The Holy See fears you not only because you have Guangji. They also have a 'holy master', so isn't that more powerful and invincible? They obviously want you, but I can’t force you. No matter what it is, I think you can make good use of it. After all, you have blatantly betrayed the Holy See and broken the precepts, but you are still the bishop.”

Ian was silent.

"In short," Advi advised, "this period is an extraordinary period. I suggest you stay in your own palace and try not to show your face. Let us and the emperor deal with these things."

Ian sent a sneer to Adwei: "Sir, I am the emperor's lover, not his concubine."

Having said that, Ian followed Advi's advice and returned to Eden Palace.

While having lunch alone, Leon's communication was transmitted to Ian's bracelet.

"Have you already started lunch?" Leon's voice was hoarse, it was only noon, and his face was already tired, "I'm sorry, dear, I thought I could spare time to accompany you..."

"It's okay." Ian said softly, "Now is a special period, I know you have too many things to deal with. Don't worry about me."

Leon was almost on the verge of tears of gratitude.

He had only lost his father for a day, and before he had time to clean up his grief, he had to shoulder a heavy responsibility and face a group of untamed beasts.If he made a slight mistake, he would be eaten alive by these beasts, and the best ending would be to become a puppet emperor like Raphael.

The "Tinder" organization is indeed a sharp blade, but if you want to hold it firmly, you must first grind your hands full of blood bubbles.

"Are you okay?" Ian asked.

"Dad has helped me a lot. Without him, I really can't handle it." Leon smiled wryly, "This is a legacy that bites, but I will never let it go. I'm just very happy. I regret not being able to protect you. In the conference hall this morning..."

"Things like this are bound to happen." Ian was very calm. "I made a choice back then, and I knew this would happen. I don't blame you, Leon. Many sufferings and tragedies are created by the times."

Leon said a little excitedly: "We may experience suffering, but we will not become a tragedy! Ian, we will not!"

"I know." Ian raised his hand and stroked Leon's face in the holographic projection, "Go and have lunch, and then take a rest. Meet your battle with the most energy."

Leon stared at Ian reluctantly.

"I'll wait for your return here." Ian added, "I'm not going anywhere."

Leon just relaxed and smiled: "I'm so glad you're here. I love you."

"I know."

It was already midnight when Leon returned to Eden Palace.

Although he was very cautious when he entered the suite, Ian felt the familiar aura approaching at the first time, and woke up from the sofa.

"You should go to the bed and wait for me." Leon bowed towards Ian full of guilt.

Ian raised his head and greeted his kiss on the lips.

Leon had already showered in the bathroom outside, and his hair was still half wet, hanging on his forehead.His handsome face became visibly thinner in just one or two days, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Ian took Leon's hand and led him back to the bed.

As soon as he got under the quilt, Leon reached out and hugged his lover's thin and light body tightly, like climbing a piece of driftwood.

Ian felt the tiredness and sadness emanating from the young emperor, put his arms around his shoulders, and let his head rest on his chest.

"It's like a dream." Leon murmured listening to Ian's heartbeat.

Only in this quiet moment of the night, in this most private space, with the person he loves and trusts the most, can he take off his strong and indifferent shell, open his heart, and pour out his pain.

"I think it's weird. When I was young, I hated him very much." Leon said, "We never talked, never discussed things other than training and revenge. We didn't care about each other's emotions. But I always I think he will live for a long time, so long that I think he is an eyesore..."

"Some feelings don't need to be spoken." Ian stroked Leon's hair with his hand, combing those negative emotions for him, "I think your father is also a person who doesn't need others to recognize him. He does his own way, Realize your ideals, just like a knight.”

"I don't understand him," Leon said, "but I think this is exactly what he wants. In this way, he will become a legend."

Ian hugged the young man in his arms tightly, kissed his forehead, absorbed his sadness into his sea-like spirit, faded it away, and washed it away.

Leon felt like he was back when he was a child, the difference was that he could finally curl up in the arms of his beloved priest with confidence and boldness, kiss skin to skin, and enjoy the love he gave with peace of mind.

After the headache and boredom disappeared, Leon fell into Ian's arms and fell asleep peacefully.

When Ian woke up again, the sky was about to light up.

There was no one around, and the quilt was already cold.The man must have been up for a while.

Ian walked out of the bedroom barefoot in a bathrobe.

A dim yellow light was on at the bar, and Leon was sitting in front of the bar, writing with his head down, with a glass of wine in his hand.

"You should get some more sleep." Ian walked over.

"I'm writing a eulogy." Leon said, "The funeral will be the day after tomorrow. It's a very grand funeral. Dad means that we will broadcast the funeral live to all mankind. And I will officially stand at the world's throne as the new king. before."

Ian glanced at the draft in Leon's hand: "Is it finished?"

Leon nodded: "First draft. Would you like to hear me read it?"

"Of course." Ian sat on the high stool next to him.

The first smear of morning light has not yet appeared on the horizon, and the birds have not yet uttered their first song, but the night has been diluted into pure indigo.

In the exquisite and elegant palace, the low and magnetic voice of the young king flowed slowly like the humming of a cello.

"My father was a fighter. He fought against an unfair fate and an unjust power. He fought until the last moment of his life."

"My father was lucky. He was the only heir to the throne, with loving parents and the support of the people. And he was also unfortunate. God gave him the best, but took it away with his own hands."

The sun rises slowly, and the golden light spreads all over the earth.

Amidst the solemn military music, the royal guards, wearing black and white uniforms, escorted the late emperor's coffin, slowly left the Champs Elysees Palace, and headed for the Sagrada Familia.

Holding white flowers in their hands, the people spontaneously gathered on both sides of the road, quietly watching the procession go away.

"I can't imagine how a teenager grew up alone on that distant planet. But when I can remember, the Fryer I can see is a prosperous, beautiful, rich, and A planet full of freedom. All this is due to my father."

Emperor Leonardo III wore royal mourning clothes, a black cloak wrapped in white fur trim, and a sapphire badge flashing on his chest. He rode a snow-white horse and walked in front of the coffin.

The young emperor's blond hair was neat, his face was handsome and distinct, and his sharp temperament like a drawn sword was deeply engraved in the minds of the public and the audience in front of the TV.

"Fryer was my father's first masterpiece and the ambition he showed the world."

"My father's ideal Byron Empire should be like Fryer. There is no war and power, but only peace and fairness; there is no poverty and crime, but only wealth and tranquility."

In the cathedral, dignitaries gathered together and bowed their heads in silence amidst the archbishop's chanting.

Leonardo III stood with his head down on the side of the coffin, but raised his head slightly amidst the scriptures, and cast a cold glance at the holy light frame hanging high.

"People have beliefs, but they will not be bound; people have dreams, and they also have the freedom to pursue their dreams!"

The coffin was slowly lowered into the church crypt, covered with flags and garlands.

Leon knelt on one knee in front of his father's coffin, and said goodbye to his father in silence for the last time.

"My father carried on the legacy of his father, Adam II, who believed that reform would make Byron a better place."

Everything was quiet in the square, and the dark crowd looked up at their new king.

The blond-haired and black-robed Leonardo III stood in front of the microphone on the terrace, holding a speech in his hand, but his eyes were sweeping across the audience of hundreds of thousands of people, facing countless pairs of eyes in front of and behind the camera.

"My father believes that there will be a heavy hammer to break down the rusty gates of class; there will be a sharp knife that will cut away redundant tax laws and labor points! People can enjoy social resources more equitably, and they can cross classes through struggle, Dare to realize your dreams."

Suddenly, there was a muffled commotion among the crowd.

Leon's voice was impassioned: "My father also believes that Byron, not the Byron of the Coleman royal family, not the Byron of the nobles, but the Byron of the people!"

The cheers erupted from the crowd like thunder in early summer.

"And I, Leonardo III, I am here to swear to you in the name of my father." Leon's resolute blue eyes burst into pure flames, "I will inherit the will of my grandfather and my father and continue to implement Their policy of reform..."

The crowd applauded wildly, waving their fists and holding white flags of mourning.

"The Byron Empire has lasted for 5000 years, my people, it's time to give her a new life!" Leon's powerful voice spread to every corner.

Under the terrace, there are faces full of enthusiasm, excitement and expectation.

"Although human beings have settled in the giant cetus for more than ten thousand years, our voyage is far from over. I, your new king, am also the captain of your navigation. Let us work together to bring Byron this An ancient starship, sailing to a more glorious distance—"

There was a great deal of excitement in the square, and the cheers rushed in all directions like a tsunami.

The young Leonardo III stood on the terrace with a tall and tall figure, a handsome face, and bright blond hair, like a sunbeam falling from the sky.No one could easily take their eyes off him.

Ian stood behind the entourage, looking at his lover's mountain-like back from a distance, smiling far away.

"The seat next to His Majesty is reserved for you." Sang Xia said softly.

This girl got Leon's advice today, and she was very considerate to accompany Ian the whole time, so as not to embarrass Ian because of being alone.And whoever dares to disrespect Ian will be attacked by her artillery.

Sangxia is not what it used to be.Both her father and elder brother were important generals under Leonardo III, and she also held important positions in the cabinet.This young girl has already run ahead of girls of the same age and class.

And what she said was that Leon was standing alone in front of the stage at the moment, receiving the cheers and worship of all people, and there was no one around him.

The empress dowager and Leon's younger siblings stood behind the door very tactfully.As the emperor's biological father and his politically powerful supporter, Gercia kept a very low profile and did not share the camera.

At this moment, the only one who can stand side by side with the young emperor is his partner, the future empress.

"This is his moment." Ian said calmly, "behind this honor is a heavy responsibility. From today on, he shoulders the destiny of an entire country. Let him take care of himself now." Enjoy the cheers of the people."

But Leon looked back at this moment.

Empathy made his gaze pass over the crowd, and landed on Ian's face accurately.

It was just a short glance, but it conveyed an eternal scorching heat to Ian's eyes, reaching to the bottom of his heart.