Although in mythology, the gods have long died, they are still offering sacrifices, offering generous gifts to the dead gods year after year.

It was dark and the king rested early. Dangalo ordered his servants to arrange a rest room for Gano and Sethy, and then went to inspect the palace guards. The nobles who attended the banquet in the palace also left in a carriage. The servants in the palace were not concerned about them, and arranged a room casually, with two stone beds placed side by side, without even quilts, which did not look like the place in the palace.

Sesie said as if nothing had happened: "This is the place where the palace servants who were going to be executed lived on the night before the death of the palace. It's no big deal." Gano looked at his broken dress, which was covered in blood, and asked with a wry smile: "So, is there a place to bathe? What should I do with this outfit?" "Let's just finish the night, and there will be a king's interrogation tomorrow morning." Sesie didn't mind, lying on the stone bed, slapped out the lighting candle, and the room suddenly became dark.

So Gano lay down and asked, "Nita, and Anloka, what's going on? Nita is Anloka." "As the developer of the core ingredients of the Tears of Gods, it's incredible that he still couldn't write the formula after losing the formula for a month. Moreover, as a developer, he was at a loss in the development of the antidote? As a pharmacist, every drug developed should have corresponding decomposition reagents, otherwise it would not be recognized." Sesie answered casually. Gano was a little puzzled: "Then, why did the Tears of Gods still be accepted by the pharmacists? They want this

What does poison do? Not Anloka, so who is its real developer?" "The Tears of Gods are just introductions, and they have other purposes. Nita is the real developer, and all Anloka's achievements are Nita's. Nita needs to save a huge amount of wealth for her daughter as soon as possible in order to solve the problem that she is an illegitimate daughter. I investigated it. Nita once had a relationship with a declining nobleman. She probably wanted the declining nobleman to include her daughter in the family tree. The nobleman needed money to revive the family, and Nita tried hard to save money for this. And Anloka, he needed achievements, just to get what he needed." Sercy replied.

Gano asked in surprise: "So, why does Anloka kill Nita?" "The Royal Pharmacist Society has not collected a group of waste, and Anloka is not as ignorant as the civilians, and cannot see that there is a problem with the water in the moat. The poison of the Tears of the Gods will naturally be handed over to him, the so-called developer, to solve it. If he is helpless at that time, the trouble will be great. Of course, he will go to Nita to ask for the antidote, but Nita didn't tell him, so he killed Nita and took away the recipe that Nita took away as a proof for re-formulating the Tears of the Gods. In this way, even if the antidote is not developed, it will not be too weird." Sesie lay on the cold stone bed and turned over.

"So why did Nita take away the formula? As a core ingredient developer, it should be easy for her to understand the formula." "Because she learned or some people wanted to do something with the tears of the gods, she felt that she could not let that thing be implemented. Someone happened to want the formula, so she stole the formula, changed it, and handed it over to that person. This would save enough money and prevent those people's plans. Nita probably planned that way?" Sethy chuckled.

"So... I've learned the recipe in my hand now, and it's changed?" Gano thought, "So, how did you know the antidote? Even Nita doesn't have the antidote, so how did you know?"

Surprisingly, Sesie said: "I don't know the antidote formula. Blood coagulation can clean up all external substances in the body. That's all, the blood of the shadow dragon can resist poisons, and due to the characteristics of the shadow dragon, it can naturally match the human environment. If you are not the shadow dragon blood, I have no choice. It's just that this is not an antidote, it just forces the body to return to a state where there is no intervention of any external object. Those who have had serious illnesses will immediately fall back into the disease, and those who have been injured will also have wounds on their bodies, but it doesn't matter, as long as they are still alive, there will always be a solution. How about it, am I supposed to answer your question?"

The next morning, the nobles in the palace arrived yesterday, and Tangala questioned one by one. There was only one assassin, and one assassin could find the place where they stayed in the palace. It was impossible without an insider. Anloka looked at Sesi with hatred, as if he had regarded Sesi as Nita's companion. Sesi dropped Gano, walked over, and asked with a smile: "Great pharmacist, have you been poisoned better?" Nita died, but Anloka was also poisoned. His right hand was like a dead tree burned by fire. Anloka had to wrap his hands with a bandage, saying that he accidentally knocked over the pot of boiling mercury when developing the medicine. Anloka looked at her in fear, but didn't dare to say anything. Sesi had his handle on his hand, so he wouldn't have broken up with her now.

The king was very late, and he did not appear in the hall until the cross-examination was over and the nobles were put back. In fact, he had not been involved in handling affairs for a long time, and almost all the political affairs were solved by the eldest prince Diurion and the consul. The king looked in his thirties, with his expression revealing boredom and impatient. He asked Gano and Sci to step forward and asked depressedly: "You saved the civilians in the outer city, right? What's your name?" Gano was still wearing the ragged dress yesterday, and he bowed.

:"Shadow Dragon." The king looked at Sci, who was still covering his face with his hood: "So, who is she?" Gano hesitated for a moment. Sci did not tell him what identity she played, and she remained silent and seemed to want to say anything. Gano glanced at Sci, and he replied: "My mentor, the person who leads my way." Sci created a mysterious and lofty identity for him, and for this he had to speak in the way people imagined heroes.

The king did not pay much attention to Sesi. He asked Gano: "Then, you have saved so many people. When you were still in assassination yesterday, he reacted first and protected Yu. What reward do you want?" Gano said without hesitation: "I want to borrow the royal library of your country." The consul couldn't help but say, "Do you two want to show your face? How can you believe you if you want the king to trust you like this?" The king raised his hand and signaled him to shut up, then looked at Gano: "Okay, Yu promised you. From today on, you can go to the royal library of Plano at any time, and Tangala will accompany you." He looked at the consul again, "Why, Tangala should be with you, you should be relieved." The consul opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Gano and Sesie thanked the king, and turned around and left. Tangala was about to leave with them, but the king suddenly called Tangala: "Dangala, stay. All the other guards, as well as you, the consul, go out, I have something to say to the third prince." The consul looked embarrassed: "King, don't bring the guard..." "Along the way, is there any team of guards stronger than Tangala? Retreat!" The king suddenly got angry, and the consul didn't dare to say anything, so he had to retreat. Tangala frowned and said to Sesie: "You can wait for me outside first, and I will take you to the library later."

Everyone left, and Tangalo looked at his father, not knowing what he was going to say. After his mother passed away, he followed Master Sulian to learn magic. After that, he went to various places in Asmod continent to experience it. It has only been two years since he returned. He was not very close to his father when he was young, and now he is like a stranger. This is the first time he has looked at his father head-on after he came back. He doesn't look like his father. In fact, he looks more like his mother, the alien princess who died early, and he has the same face as his mother. The king looked at him, as if he was recalling his dead princess. He was silent for a moment and ordered: "You will preside over this year's holy ceremony."

The Holy Festival is the annual sacrificial activity of Pallano, which is a grander festival than the New Year. During the Holy Festival, you need to pray to the gods, blessing the heroes of the founding country, and receive blessings from the high priests. According to convention, the annual Holy Festival is presided over by the king. Dangalo hesitantly said: "The Holy Festival should be ignited by the king, you should come in person." "Danggalo, you know what I mean. I am tired. One day, I will no longer be the king." The king has called himself "I", and he has never been like a father. "Brother Diorian has been dealing with political affairs for so many years, so that Pallano has no accumulation of affairs. For finance, Marg handles better than anyone else, and Canglanyan is familiar with the nobles and their fiefs, I am afraid..."

Wang interrupted him: "Dulion has been dealing with political affairs, which does not mean that he handles it well, and does not mean that he has good governance. It is you who protects this country. Margo is only proficient in finance, and she cannot handle political affairs. Vivi and Ash are both too young. Moreover, whether it is Diurion or Canglanyan to light the fire of the Holy Sacrifice, you brothers and sisters will probably be burned by the fire." Tangalo couldn't help but look at his father, and Wang happened to look at him: "I still know my child, Tangalo, you have the ability to protect Plano.

The black thorns have awakened, and they cannot support this country. As for political affairs, I believe that with Sethy is there, it is definitely better than Diurion." Tangalo looked at him with shock, and the king smiled: "I am tired, not old, I will not have any impression of Thorceus's eldest daughter in a few years. Do you think I will know nothing about a family like Thorceus? Her brother, Thorceus' head, is also a powerful partner of our Plano royal family. Don't forget to invite this holy festival."

Tangala lowered his eyes and said, "Yes, Your Majesty." The king nodded and said, "You go down, I'm tired."

Tangala bowed, then took a few steps back, and then turned around and went out.

Gano and Sethy were waiting outside the door, and the guards stood on both sides with guns. Tangalo said to Gano, "Let's go, I'll take you to the royal library." Gano nodded and followed him. After leaving the hall for a distance, Tangalo suddenly spoke: "Father asked me to preside over this year's holy ceremony." "Has he decided to abdicate?" Sethy said as if nothing had happened. Gano was surprised, and he asked hesitantly: "Why do you say that?" Tangalo looked at him as if mockingly, and a smile flashed across his cold face. He did not answer him, but looked at Sethy: "Is this the savior seen by the Awakening? It's too ignorant." "The civilians from the Black Stone Jungle did not have the chance to understand everything before, but now you are taking him to understand everything." Sethy answered calmly, but was defending Gano.

Sesi said to Gano softly: "Only the king of Plano is qualified to ignite the brazier for the holy sacrifice. The king agreed that he is the heir." Tangaro still looked ahead and asked, "What do you think this is? That man, that tyrant, actually began to choose an heir, and... and actually chose me..." "It's normal. He is a tyrant, an absolutely incompetent king. He can use gold to cast a forest with extravagance and slaughter tens of thousands of civilians as if nothing had happened. But he is not a fool. Your father was valued and established as an heir because of his extraordinary intelligence." "You think choosing me means he is smart?" Tangaro asked back.

"Gano, what do you think?" Sesie suddenly asked Gano, who was silent. Gano was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I think he wants to choose a king who can convince the public, not be seized by his ministers, not be criticized by the civilians because of his lack of merit, and not be bullied by the nobles because of his weakness." "It's very correct, and there is another point, not being cruel enough to harm his brothers and sisters."

They stopped at the door of the royal library, and the beautiful blonde girl was standing at the door, wearing a pure black dress, standing in the sunshine, as if walking out of an oil painting.
Chapter completed!