hunting light

As midnight approached, the banquet atmosphere in the Amethyst Hall reached its climax.

Crown Prince Raphael finished ordering the attendants and left the emperor's bedroom.

In a quiet small salon, Queen Iris was talking with Dr. Hassan.

The queen had a sad face. Even though she was in her twilight years, she was still glamorous because of the genetic anti-aging surgery, and she was a bit old-fashioned.

Although Dr. Hassan is a middle-aged Beta, he has struggled in his academic career, and rarely has the opportunity to get in touch with such a magnificent beauty so closely.He tried his best to comfort the queen, and his loyalty to the royal family was as clear and clean as his forehead.

Raphael walked in with a sullen face.His confidant, the Chief Attendant, closed the door and guarded the door himself.

"What did your father say?" asked the queen.

Raphael said indifferently: "Father is already a little loose, but we need to think about it again. After all, this is a very important decision."

"I hope His Majesty can make a decision as soon as possible." Dr. Hassan said, "His Majesty's condition has developed much faster than we expected. His current muscle reflexes have dropped to level 4. And he is unwilling to rest."

"For more than 100 years, no one has been able to reverse my father's will." Rafael said, "You have to keep giving him injections."

The doctor shook his head: "Muscle strengthening agents put a lot of pressure on His Majesty's blood pressure. I can no longer increase the dose. If it causes a stroke, the consequences will be more serious. Now, His Majesty's muscles and nerves are necrotic, but his brain is No problem. That's why I suggested a brain transplant to His Majesty."

Queen Iris was worried: "Swapping the brain into another person's head sounds fraught with risk."

"On the contrary, Your Majesty the Empress." Hassan mentioned his major, and immediately beamed with joy, his sallow face glowing red, "The nerve connection technology is actually quite developed. Humans can even communicate with mecha nerves without hindrance." Connecting. From a technical point of view, transplanting a brain is no different from transplanting a kidney. I will lead the most elite team to serve His Majesty. When the operation is over and Your Majesty wakes up, he will become a young man again. lad!"

The corner of Queen Iris' mouth twitched violently, and her complexion became even uglier.

"And Your Majesty has several donors to choose from." Hassan said, "If he doesn't like Earl Wilman's body, isn't there Earl Derry? He is also quite suitable..."

The queen's face became even more gloomy, and the corners of her mouth sank as if a piece of lead had fallen.

"Thank you, Dr. Hassan." Prince Raphael's intent to see off the guests was very obvious, "Father has my advice. You just need to get ready for the operation."

"The donor still needs to receive medical treatment in advance." Hassan hurriedly said, "He needs to stay in a closed and sterile environment for a month..."

Raphael slammed the door in the doctor's face.

Queen Iris sat on the sofa dejectedly.

With no outsiders around, she didn't have to maintain her dignity, her whole face and body were slumped, and her oldness leaked out from her smooth and tight skin.Like a ghost in human skin, at the moment of encountering the devil in the middle of the night, it returned to its original form.

"What do you think?" the queen asked the eldest son, "Several ambassadors have been insinuating at me today, asking if your father has been tired from official duties recently? Everyone in the world has one eye on us, Raphael. We Can't hide it for too long."

"Is it important what I think?" Raphael sneered, "Father never paid attention to my opinion, he only saw his lovely Louis in his eyes. He doesn't want to die, the only way is to change another body."

"Is it really necessary to use Leon's child..." The queen was terrified.

"Are you kidding me, mother?" Raphael broke out suddenly, "Did you really believe Hassan's nonsense? Changing bodies? This is simply the most absurd thing in the world! You can't always be so naive, mother!"

Queen Iris was baffled by her son's yelling.

Rafael said angrily: "The Moral Ethics Committee and the Holy See will never agree, we can only perform the operation secretly. And once this matter gets out, it will be an irreparable public relations disaster. Our entire royal family will be discredited, Be cast aside by the people of the whole country!"

The queen was about to cry: "I know it all. But we can try our best to be careful."

"Nothing is foolproof." Raphael said coldly, "If nothing happens and the operation is successfully completed, how will Leon's father live? Will he call his nephew Anthony his father? Or is he Pass the throne to Leon suddenly before the operation, and then continue to be the emperor. Or—”

Rafael stared at the panicked mother: "Or are you willing to follow the original plan and choose Louis' son Andrew as the donor of the father? He is the grandson of the father, and the father prefers his body..."

"No!" the queen yelled, "Andrew is only 30 years old, and he's getting married soon. We can't destroy him!"

Raphael sneered and poured the wine in the glass down his throat.

"Then what should we do?" The queen looked at the eldest son helplessly with teary eyes.

Raphael squinted at his mother, his eyes serious: "If father really changes his body, he will live as another person, and will no longer be your husband, mother. He will definitely find a way to ensure his throne, Make you the Queen Mother, and then marry another Omega..."

The blood on the queen's face faded away, and the light and shadow cut out two ravine-like law lines on her face.

"So, this operation is just a prop to comfort my father." Raphael walked over, supported his mother's precarious body, and asked her to sit down, "Of course we can't let my father take this risk."

"But……"

"Father's illness will never get better." Raphael spoke softly, coaxing his mother who was still innocent and innocent in his age, "He can't accept this ending for a while, but we are stronger and more rational than him. We can't let Give him the entire royal family, the honor of the Byron Empire, to be buried with him."

"Then what should I do?" Queen Iris would only repeat this sentence over and over again.

Raphael smiled suddenly, his beautiful and bright face was exactly the same as that of the queen when she was young.

"If my father's condition continues to deteriorate, I will announce his condition. In this way, he will have to abdicate. Or, at least, I will be regent. And you can take your father away to recuperate. You don't always want to leave the imperial capital , go to a quiet place to live for a while?"

"But your father...will die..."

"Everyone will die." Raphael said calmly, "Only the Holy Lord can live forever. I know you love your father, and I love him too. Therefore, we should let him go with dignity instead of being infamous."

Queen Iris sat in a daze, tears washing the powder on her cheeks.

"when--"

The midnight bell rang unexpectedly, Queen Iris shrugged in shock, and looked at her eldest son in dismay.

Both of them thought of one thing - the sound of the bell sounded like a death knell for the Emperor Daxing!

On the ice and snow crown, Leon couldn't help but look down at the time on the bracelet.

"What is this?" Ian noticed that there was a long progress bar at the bottom of the floating screen in the cockpit, which had only moved a little.

"It's Asura's upgrade progress bar." Leon said, "After I bound to it, it upgraded itself, and only kept a little basic function for my use. After all, it has been sleeping for 4000 years, and the program is very backward. There is so much to learn. It also complained to me that programming languages ​​​​have changed, and it takes a lot of time to relearn.”

"Complain?" Ian wondered.

How could a mecha complain to humans?

"Ah, I forgot to tell you." Leon became excited, like a big boy who got a super cool toy.

"I'm also surprised that Asura is actually equipped with an emotional module, and the degree of humanization is quite high. He is currently upgrading and cannot interact with us. But he is completely different from the mechs I have come into contact with."

"I thought the emotional module of mechanical products was a failure." Ian said, "Engineers have always said that AI can only imitate human beings forever, but cannot produce the same emotions as human beings."

"That's all nonsense." Leon snorted, "Human emotions and behaviors are all derived from the instructions of the brain, and so are machines. Emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy are just responses to these instructions. If the mechanical system gets" Grief makes it slow down, its functions are blocked, its energy pressure is insufficient, and it will also affect its other system programs and make unconventional judgments. Then it feels sadness. It’s the same as a human.”

Ian listened with interest: "These are what Asura told you."

"We didn't talk much. He was in a hurry to upgrade, and it called it 'remedial lessons'." Leon smiled, "Actually, when I told him that I was going to take you here to see the night scene, he also told me something A very interesting thing."

"what?"

"Asura said that more than 1 years ago, the Holy Lord sat on this peak with his partner and watched Glori build up little by little."

"How would he know?" Ian was taken aback. "Has he seen the Holy Lord?"

"He said that the person who made him entered this information in his memory module. After he completes the upgrade, I will let him have a good chat with you."

Leon patted the seat in the cockpit: "This is an antique over 4000 years old, Ian. My ancestors once drove it, and were born and died in the guns of the warlord melee. Asura witnessed that period The darkest and most chaotic history. He has seen the birth and fall of heroes, and the establishment and destruction of nations. I believe he will have a long, long story to tell us."

Asura, who was busy upgrading, seemed to have heard the words of the new owner, and the lights in the cockpit suddenly flickered. "Midnight Waltz" suddenly became a symphony "Reborn".

The first bell at midnight struck, and was carried up into the sky by the wind from the palace at the bottom of my feet.

The first firework also rushed into the night sky with the sound of the bell, and with a bang, it bloomed into a bright spark.

With the soothing string music and the soft singing of a female voice, another firework is lifted into the sky, and another...they have different heights, different shapes, and the color matching is surprisingly harmonious and pleasing to the eye.

From the center of the city, it spread to all directions, and gathered back again.

Immediately afterwards, the symphony suddenly reached its climax, and countless fireworks were lifted into the sky from all over the city and quickly returned to the White Tower.

Below the White Pagoda, hundreds of fireworks shot straight into the sky, like a beam of light bordering the realm of the gods—and then bloomed.

Dazzling gold, charming purple, clear blue... The sky is like a paint box splashed, dwarfing the sea of ​​lights in the city.

Ian was infected by the magnificent scene in front of him, as well as the melody of the symphony, his soul seemed to explode with the fireworks, his scalp felt numb, and he was almost out of breath.

Tonight, from the stadium to the snow-capped mountains, what he has experienced and the scenery he has seen are all things he has never imagined in his 28 years of life.

Only because of this man by his side, and his Leon, he was able to see such a wonderful world.

The fireworks reflected the colorful lights in the cockpit, like a dream.

Ian turned his head and looked at Leon, and saw the same excitement as himself in his eyes.

And this excitement made both of them make a decision in their hearts——

They said in unison: "I can indeed summon the holy light!" "The emperor wants to transplant his brain into my body."

silence.

Ian took a deep breath, held back for a while but still couldn't hold back, and shouted: "What????"

The music squeaked and was shut down urgently by Asura.

The fireworks continued, lighting up the faces of the two people in the cockpit turning green and red.

Leon hurriedly said: "He won't succeed. Father and I have already made arrangements. Don't worry, Ian, my whole body, even a piece of dandruff belongs to you..."

"Why do I want your dandruff?" Ian had a headache, "When did this happen? Why did you tell me now? No! This has something to do with your urgent summoning to God, right? You... give me From the beginning to the end, explain it in detail!!!”

The author has something to say: The BGM "Reborn" of the fireworks festival in this chapter, the singer ReallySlowMotion, is super nice.