Chapter 440 Demolition of the Hall

"What is the demolition of the mourning hall?" All the guards couldn't help but be stunned. They looked at Star in surprise, and there was a short circuit in their brains. No one has ever dared to make such a ridiculous request. Does he really want to replace Roland to rule the whole empire?

Looking at all the people who were stunned, Star couldn't help frowning. Didn't you hear what I said?"

"But...!" The guards looked at each other in con'spect, but no one dared to question Star's words. Instead, the commander of the imperial guard who had been asked by Starr before stood up. Your Highness, you should know that this is not polite. If the former king's body is not cold, and the mourning hall is withdrawn like this, I'm afraid the imperial ministers will be criticized. Therefore, please withdraw your order.

"You mean my order is not polite?" Star couldn't help asking rhetorically, without any emotional doubts.

The commander of the imperial guard was shocked, and Star's demigod momentum was revealed at this moment, which made him kneel softly in front of Star. He looked at Star's expression and couldn't help getting more and more nervous. He remembered what the young prince had asked him just now, and maybe he had already been dissatisfied with himself.

After all, Roland is a wise king, but His Royal Highness doesn't know what's going on. Anyway, the words have been said, and the commander of the guard couldn't help nodding heavily in his heart. Yes, Your Highness. According to common sense, the body of the first king can only be buried after staying in the mourning hall for a full month.

"The body?"

Star couldn't help sneering and looked at the trembling crowd and said loudly. Who said Roland was dead? Everyone obeyed and withdrew the mourning hall for me.

After saying that, Star strode to the crystal coffin. Everyone was surprised, but they still stood there.

Star rudely pulled off the largest black step above the mourning hall. After that, he still had no intention of stopping. Instead, he lifted the lid of the coffin with one hand and fished out Roland's body.

" Stop it!"

The commander of the praetorian guard couldn't help but panic when he saw that Star had done such a rebellious thing. He shouted at Star, and couldn't help pulling out the sword from his waist and preparing to rush towards him. However, he found that Starr's movements were fast and strange. When the idea just emerged in his mind, Starr had let Roland's body disappear in the center of the mourning hall.

"Humph!" After finishing all this, Star snorted coldly, which dissipated the time field he released. At this time, the cold sweat of the commander of the Guard had already covered his whole body... Because Star was walking towards him.

"What's your name?" Star asked.

"Gethe!" The commander of the praetorian guard had to answer honestly. Although he tried his best to resist Star's momentum in his heart, he felt that he was just a small ant in front of Star.

"Very good, Commander Goethe!"

Star nodded. From Goethe's series of actions just now, we can see the leader's loyalty to Roland, so he should be a person who can be worthy of his trust. Notify everyone to recall the news of the death of His Majesty Roland. And block all the news circulating in the imperial city. If anyone dares to spread this news, there will be no mercy!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" Goethe was slightly stunned, but then he couldn't help agreeing quickly.

Goethe turned around and made a hidden gesture to several people hiding outside the palace.

It can be seen that without Roland's permission, such a small guard commander could not have such an arrangement in the palace. Seeing all this, Starr just nodded silently, and Roland was more or less the right person.

"In addition, let someone withdraw this mourning hall!" Star looked at Goethe. What I need is now!"

"But... the first king..." Goethe squeezed his lips, and then nodded heavily, as if he had made a very heavy decision. This hurriedly turned around and let everyone quickly remove all the arrangements of the mourning hall. Moreover, not only that, but even the black cloth representing mourning on the outskirts of the palace and the imperial capital withdrew. Your Highness, how can we explain it to the people of the empire?

"No need to explain!" Star said coldly. Follow me from now on. I need you to tell me everything that happened last night! Don't hide a word!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" Goethe replied.

The order soon spread to the whole imperial capital, and the subjects who were still guessing couldn't help but calm down. Roland is the last person in the empire to have royal orthodox blood, and he is neither married nor has any children. And the only consequence of this is to make the empire chaotic. Those lords who hold their own soldiers will definitely find ways to win the throne of the empire.

In addition, there is also the Holy See looking at the Empire.

Now that the imperial power has fallen, and once there is chaos in the empire, nearly half of the power of the empire will be held by the Holy See. Then, it is not so easy to overthrow the divine power again. It is likely that the empire will directly fall into the hands of the Holy See. Mastering the heavenly realm of the Holy See behind the scenes is equivalent to mastering the whole empire.

Star did this in order to stabilize the hearts of the whole empire and prevent the rebellion from appearing a little. As long as this is the case, the Holy See will not have a chance to insert a needle.

As Star imagined, the black cloth symbolizing mourning was quickly taken down before hanging on the wall for one or two hours. Although the speed is not fast, it is still known to everyone. But these civilians looked at the high wall of the palace, which was no different from usual, and did not feel any difference. The palace is still so majestic and mysterious.

Maybe it's just a prank of a group of guys...

Maybe His Majesty Roland has come back to life...

Everyone can's imagination in their hearts.

But some people don't think so. In front of the gate where the patrol was gradually relaxed, an old man was trembling and going out. He stood in front of the gate, squinting his almost hazy eyes and looking at the wall. The two soldiers on the wall were taking off the hanging black cloth one by one and throwing them aside at will.

"How can you throw this thing everywhere?" The old man came forward with a doubtful head to ask. There is a black cloth hanging on the wall, which is a symbol of mourning... Is there something wrong in the palace?

"Old man, why do you have so many things? Take down the black cloth, which is the order from the palace!" The soldier shouted unhappily.

The old man was stunned, couldn't help nodding, and quickly gave way.

His hazy eyes quietly cast an unimaginable shrewdness, and such a luster is hard to think that it is owned by an old man. Hanging black cloth on the wall, this mourning ceremony is only used for the royal family.

In today's empire, the royal family has gone through the last massacre, leaving Roland alone. The city guard did not dare to hang this kind of thing on the wall casually. This is the great crime of Zhulian Jiuzu. The only answer is what happened to Roland in the palace. And the old man also saw with his own eyes that in the early morning, the cavalry brought a letter wrapped in black cloth out of the city... The death of the emperor was to inform the whole empire.

Don't think too much about it. Something must have happened to His Majesty Roland.

But now the reaction of these soldiers in the imperial capital is very strange. Is Star back? The old man kept muttering the name of the prince of the empire, with a smile on the corners of his mouth.

"Star, Star, Star, I've been fighting for a whole year, and I'm finally defeated by you. Looking at your reaction today, I know that I didn't lose. Although your approach today is radical, it is the most suitable one. I really want to know what you will do in a month. You can't hide the truth like this. Sooner or later, Roland's death will be completely spread. Starting from today, every more day, your danger will be one more day. So you still have a month at most!"

The old man took a deep breath, looked at the temple of the Holy See, which seemed to be still solemn and majestic, and couldn't help sighing and shaking his head. I'm not the Pope anymore, and I can't see how you deal with the goddess's offensive a month later. Perhaps, there is no need for the goddess to take action at all, and the world will be ruled by others... However, I still believe in you. Because there is no god in the world... You said this sentence. If you really understand this sentence, then you won't lose!"

The old man slowly walked out of the city. In the eyes of everyone, he was just a crazy old man. No one would have thought that he was Pope Fergrand, the supreme ruler of the Holy See. But now, he is not even as good as an ordinary civilian. After being abolished, he lost all the vitality in his body, and the only thing he can do now is to wait to die.

As Feigrang said, Star has only one month left. If he can't find a solution to everything in this last month, he will completely lose the battle. Since Star returned to the imperial capital, even if it has entered the last vortex... No one can stop this vortex, of course, perhaps only 'God'!

In the place where Roland died, the traces on the ground are still clear.

The word 'God' carved with fighting spirit on the ground has still not been disposed of... This is the last handwriting left by Roland, and it is also the last clue. At this time, Star stood in front of the last clue and couldn't help squinting!

The sky is still gray, and it seems that even the sky knows that the main plane may be over. The atmosphere in the whole palace is still depressing and heavy... However, in the place where Roland died, the dark clouds in the sky quietly dispersed, like the eyes opened by God!