Chapter 120: The Coronation of the Emperor and Empress / “Let’s go, my Queen.”
Creating two sets of royal attire suitable for Shen Zhuo and Du Xun in half a month was no easy task.
When the intricate ceremonial robes, dominated by black and red tones and accompanied by cloaks inlaid with jewels and gold thread, were displayed…
Shen Zhuo first acknowledged the design standard of these two outfits.
The royal family’s aesthetic had always been on point.
Shen Zhuo’s face didn’t need much adjustment.
After covering his dark circles, he only applied a lip balm to redden his lips slightly.
As for Du Xun, being an Alpha, he did not fall into the category of people Feng Muya felt needed dressing up.
“If we did, he wouldn’t be worthy of you.”
Feng Muya’s fingers nimbly braided the slightly long hair at the side of Shen Zhuo’s head, combing the other side slightly back, leaving a few strands to fall in front of his forehead.
She whispered in Shen Zhuo’s ear again:
“We Omegas are beautiful on our own.”
Feng Muya was naturally lively and chatty.
She and Du Xun were two extremes.
During the half-hour of grooming, Feng Muya’s mouth didn’t stop moving.
Shen Zhuo listened until his eyes closed, nearly falling asleep.
Then he heard Feng Muya say eerily:
“My… Queen…”
Shen Zhuo woke up, completely lucid.
Although the ceremonial robes flowed with light and color, the overall dark tone made the wearer look solemn and majestic, with a heavy aura.
Once put on, even a casual glance carried a pressure as heavy as a thousand catties.
Feng Muya clapped her hands, and someone brought the crown that was about to be placed on Du Xun’s head.
It was a crown passed down since the founding of the Empire.
A curved structure made of gold surrounded the bright red velvet, with a massive pigeon-blood ruby inlaid in the center.
Surrounding it were emeralds and gems of various colors, with countless diamonds, large and small.
The entire crown was heavy, luxurious, and cold.
Du Xun sighed.
He had spent his life staying away from this crown.
He didn’t expect that in the end, he would still wear it.
“Later, the Pope will crown you, you will place the crown on your Queen, and finally, both parties will give a speech. That’s it.”
Feng Muya waved her hand for the crown to be taken away.
“The coronation crown is not the daily imperial crown. Your daily crowns have already been placed in your room; you need to wear them every day…”
“Stop.”
Du Xun, unable to bear it any longer, looked at the girl.
“There aren’t that many rules. We aren’t really here to be kings.”
Feng Muya furrowed her brows.
“But it’s been like this for two hundred years—”
“Then let us break it,” Shen Zhuo said. “This is not a peaceful Empire right now.”
Feng Muya crossed her arms and held her ground for a moment.
“Fine, you are the Emperor and Empress, you decide.”
Just then, someone burst in from the door.
Someone from the military.
The person walked straight past everyone to Du Xun, lowered his head, and whispered something in the man’s ear.
Du Xun nodded and dismissed the person.
“What’s wrong?” Feng Muya didn’t want any problems at this critical juncture.
It was being broadcast live, and all the citizens could watch. It was precisely the time to establish Du Xun’s prestige.
This coronation ceremony absolutely could not have any issues.
Du Xun glanced at the other personnel around them.
Once all the unrelated people had left, he said gravely to the two of them:
“We guessed right.”
Aside from participating in the palace incident, Feng Muya hadn’t been involved in anything else.
At this moment, she was completely confused.
Shen Zhuo also frowned slightly. “Who is it?”
Du Xun: “It’s not clear yet, likely someone from the religious sect.”
Shen Zhuo: “Alright, leave it to me when the time comes.”
Feng Muya looked at Du Xun, then at Shen Zhuo, unable to understand their riddles.
Du Xun finally noticed the girl’s confusion and explained:
“Someone will attempt an assassination at the coronation ceremony.”
Feng Muya: “?”
Feng Muya: “Assassinate who?”
Feng Muya: “You two??”
What kind of joke was this!
Who had the ability to assassinate an S5?
Who dared!
Du Xun shook his head. “I will let them assassinate.”
Shen Zhuo smiled, giving Feng Muya the creeps.
“Only by being on the verge of success can they fail completely.”
Feng Muya got goosebumps all over.
These two really were a couple!
Equally dangerous!
—
Outside the window, sunlight scattered light spots of various shapes through the branches, and the wind carried the scent of winter.
The palace square was crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder, distributed on both sides of the high platform and the red carpet.
Shen Xuyin and Jiang Yuening stood at the very front of the crowd.
Fu Qishang, as the only Prince, stood silently behind the high platform.
Ji Weishen and Chu Baixian led the military to maintain order at the scene.
Ai Li set up a camera in a room in the palace with a direct view of the scene.
Liang Yeta opened his computer and clicked on the live broadcast interface.
Paimi, in the West District, made hundreds of people quietly watch the only TV in the martial arts school.
At this moment, everyone in the Empire would be watching this place.
They would be recorded in history.
Although with the passage of time and the wear of years, it would eventually become a brief sentence.
But at this very moment, they were accepting baptism at the highest peak.
They were about to create history.
They would be the center of attention.
Du Xun put the cloak on Shen Zhuo.
The dazzling light enveloped the boy. His gaze was faint, but a clear smile lingered in his eyes and brows.
The Alpha gently extended his hand toward the boy.
Shen Zhuo lightly rested his fingers in his palm.
Together, they walked forward.
To welcome the sunlight of the new Empire, the sky full of ribbons and flowers, and the cheers resounding through the heavens.
“Let’s go.”
The man smiled at him, just like in every moment before.
“My Queen.”
—
—
The Empire did not excessively revere religion, nor did it let the Pope hold any position with real power; he only appeared during the coronation ceremony.
Unlike all previous coronation ceremonies.
The Emperor this time was the absolute ruler who controlled the Empire’s politics and military.
Du Xun was the first, and only, Emperor in the history of the Empire to hold all real power.
The purple-robed Pope did not dare make Du Xun kneel to receive the crown.
He simply held the crown with both hands, stepped up the stairs, and placed it on the Alpha’s head.
Applause and cheers erupted from the crowd.
No one noticed the disturbance among a few people hiding within.
“Your ability is the best tool for assassination.”
In the crowd, an elder in black robes whispered to the young man beside him.
“If Du Xun becomes the Emperor, he will certainly rule with tyranny. An Emperor holding military power… cannot live.”
The young man nodded with righteous indignation.
He looked at the Emperor on the high platform, placing the crown on the Empress.
Majestic and cold.
Only when looking at the Queen did he reveal a few traces of true emotion.
A tyrant.
Beauty brings disaster to the country.
He deserves to die!
The young man activated his ability, and the moisture in the air slowly condensed into ice needles in his palm.
A metallic film appeared over the elder’s eyes.
This was his ability, [Prediction], which could briefly predict the actions of the person being probed for the next few seconds.
The elder watched from afar as Du Xun led Shen Zhuo slowly toward the high platform to give a speech.
“You must be concealed. Be careful not to attract attention. Du Xun won’t make any other moves next; this is the perfect opportunity. Go wait at the front.”
The young man nodded, but just as he lifted his foot to step forward.
Someone suddenly grabbed his arm.
The young man turned back, thinking the elder had more instructions.
But when he turned, he saw a scene that terrified him—
The elder’s mouth was tightly shut, but his eyes were opened to the limit of human capacity.
Shock and terror flowed undisguised from those turbid eyes.
“Run…”
The elder opened his mouth with effort, but his body began to tremble involuntarily.
The young man could tell.
This was the reaction of a human seeing the most terrifying thing imaginable.
The young man’s scalp went numb, and cold sweat poured down.
He had never seen such an expression on his teacher’s face!
The elder slowly rolled his eyes to look at the young man.
His eyes were splitting, blood vessels bursting, his intermittent voice sounding like noise squeezed from broken machinery:
“Run… quickly…!”
The elder released the young man’s arm, watching in horror as his own hand formed a claw, moved closer, and grabbed his own neck.
“What is terrifying… is not Du Xun…!”
The elder’s fingers suddenly exerted force, his face turning purple-red.
Even his voice became very blurred, emitting dying gasps bit by bit:
“It’s… the one beside him…”
The young man turned his head sharply.
He found that on the distant high platform, the Queen, dressed in magnificent attire, was turning his head.
The luxurious clothes shone brightly in the sunlight, accentuating the Omega’s breathtaking beauty.
And those bottomless black eyes were looking through the crowded, dense mass of people—
Accurately and unmistakably meeting his gaze.
Then, the Queen hooked up a very faint smile.
A moment of beauty, shocking as a heavenly being.
“!!”
Warning bells of danger rang throughout his body.
In that instant, just a single instant.
The young man felt he was seen through.
Thoughts, movements, emotions—everything was captured and discerned.
In a flash, he seemed to become a babbling infant, or an ant overestimating its strength before an elephant.
And the young Queen on the high platform smiled indifferently.
As if he were the omniscient and omnipotent being in the holy scriptures…
A god.
The next second, the hand of the elder beside the young man tightened violently around his own neck.
Five fingers dug into flesh, and in a very cruel and bloody manner, he forcibly snapped his own neck.
Blood splattered onto the young man’s body.
Before the young man could react and run, he suddenly realized that the crowd surrounding him had fallen silent.
They were facing them, yet there was no panic.
The young man raised his head, trembling all over.
He saw countless sharp gazes.
And on the necks of these people, there was a tattoo in the shape of a crown.
At this moment, Du Xun’s calm voice rang out from all directions:
“I hereby promise to join hands with the Queen to expel enemies, and to rule and protect the Empire and its people.”
“For the interests of the Empire and humanity, we will clear all obstacles.”
Thunderous applause erupted from below the stage; ribbons and white doves were released together, and cheers and screams resounded through the clouds.
Grand and enthusiastic, the whole country celebrated.
Shen Zhuo stood by Du Xun’s side.
He withdrew his gaze lightly from the young man and looked at the cheering people below.
He and Du Xun didn’t want to be too absolute.
But they had to put an end to future hidden dangers.
That elder was the most prestigious person in that religion.
Killing the chicken to scare the monkeys.
“Is it over?”
Du Xun turned his head slightly.
He obviously also saw the palace guards surrounding that corner.
The sunlight was bright and clear; Shen Zhuo wore the Queen’s diamond crown, his eyelashes casting shadows on his eyelids.
He had a unique, special temperament.
Cold and holy.
“En.” Shen Zhuo responded softly.
The coronation ceremony reached its final stage: the Queen would hold the scepter representing the Empire’s power and responsibility to give a speech.
The purple-robed Pope took the scepter topped with a luminous pearl from Fu Qishang, bowed respectfully, and handed it to Shen Zhuo with both hands.
The moment his fingertips touched the scepter.
The young man seemed to empathize with all the emperors of the past.
The wheels of time rolled forward, evolving everything from the past into a few simple words.
And the true changes of history, the alternation of war and peace, the resistance and protection created by generations of heroes with their lives—
Would eventually be annihilated in the memories of later generations.
But now, everything from the past eras reappeared before Shen Zhuo’s eyes like gears turning in reverse.
Death, survival, wailing, shouting…
The blood and bones in the long river piled up to form the current Empire.
Humanity walked upon the corpses of their own kind and their enemies.
With hardship, yet inevitably, they would continue to walk on.
Shen Zhuo had thought of a few high-sounding words before coming.
But at this moment, nothing seemed necessary.
He looked at the expectant eyes of the people below.
His fingers gripped firmly, raising the scepter above his head.
“The flame shall never die.”
The young man’s face was solemn and dignified, his voice slow and firm—
“Humanity shall endure forever.”
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