Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 761: Lionheart City's Triumphal Palace

The capital of Xingti is called Lionheart City.

The most central building in Lionheart City is the Palace of Triumph, a castle built by Valentine I, "Basil Valentine", the greatest monarch of the planet.

According to the rules of Avalon or Iris, and the Hellasr Empire, such a monarch should be called "Bashir I", and the monarch with the same name in the future can be called "Bashir II", just like the Hanged King of Avalon "Tudor III".

But only in the world does Xingti have different rules.

Because as an alchemist of civilian origin, the romantic and free Basil Valentine had a special idea -

The name "Valentin" means "powerful", which was told to him by Bashir's grandfather and was also a blessing for him.

For common people, their surnames are not important and can be changed at any time. For example, the surnames of Bashir's father and grandfather are "Fabei", which indicates that their ancestor was a blacksmith. His grandfather hoped that he would not inherit his family business in the future, but would have another possibility, so he changed his surname.

His family started from here.

——In other words, the first "Valentine" in the world was indeed Valentine I.

It was precisely because this surname itself brought some divine inspiration to Bashir that he was able to write the mystical work "The Triumphal Chariot of Antimony".

This book showed alchemists another way - the possibility that "the wildest antimony could be sublimated into the most sacred star antimony."

As long as the method is right, any mortal can become a god.

If this theory is further extended, another possibility can be derived.

That is "Everyone can be king".

Because Bashir himself was born a commoner, and he founded his own country with a group of followers from the chaotic last Herasl Empire. He knew the power and possibilities of common people, and he valued the survival of Xingti more than the survival of his own bloodline.

Therefore, the first king left behind a rule that seemed incredible to people at that time, would cause great chaos, and has not been used to this day...

——The person who inherits the throne does not necessarily have to have Valentine's blood flowing in his veins.

Because "Valentine" is a surname that is passed down through strength - the real name of the Star Antimony monarch is "the powerful one", or "Valentine" or "Lion King". Each generation of Valentine is "the Lion King of the nth generation."

As long as the Red and Black phases agree, even people outside the Stars can inherit the name "Valentine". No matter what the previous surname was, they can abandon the past surname and get the surname of Valentine.

Because of this, Xingti's most fundamental principle is to promote the virtuous and capable.

——In theory, anyone could become the monarch of the Star and become a "Valentine". Similarly, if an heir is too incompetent, he could be deprived of the name "Valentine" by the Red and Black phases, and his inheritance rights would also be deprived.

This also made all Valentines dare not relax.

They have to compete with their brothers and sisters, as well as with particularly outstanding outsiders.

If no heir can be recognized by the two ancient prime ministers, and the late king did not designate an heir before his death... then it is very likely that the throne will be taken by someone from another family.

As the "Valentines" of the same generation, they are destined to be labeled as "unprecedented incompetents" in future star history books.

This is why Szijjártó Valentín is under such tremendous pressure.

At this moment, his father was asking another person in the Triumph Palace.

“——So, what do you think of Szijjártó?”

The white-haired old man sat in his dark golden study with a frown on his face.

He held a pen and wrote and drew on a piece of white paper.

Standing in front of him was a jester who looked like a clown.

His face was covered in thick white paint, with exaggerated red eyeliner under his eyes, and his hair was dyed olive green and puffed up like a broccoli. He was wearing clothes that only court nobles would wear, but they were covered with colorful patches, and the word "genius" was written on the back in a child's handwriting.

"Ah, my dear sire."

The Fool replied with a smile, his voice rising and falling, like reciting poetry or singing: "That depends on what your criteria are; "If you want to ask about his muscles, then he is not a qualified man, even a female hyena can pin him to the ground;
“But if you ask him about his level of alchemy—well, with all due respect, he can’t be called a genius by any means;
"But if you're talking about his level as a king, then I think he might be a good king, because he is kind and nostalgic, and he might give old Lalo a good job of retirement... Oh, when old Lalo is too old to stand up again, he might even give some slaves to take care of Lalo's shit and pee."

"Alright, Lalo. Alright. I know what you mean."

The old king sighed and put down the pen in his hand: "Weak, silent, soft character, and most importantly, lack of talent for alchemy... As expected, he is not good enough."

The paper in front of him was still blank, with no writing on it.

Because the pen in the king's hand was not dipped in any ink at all.

"No further tests are needed, Your Majesty?"

"Well, no need. A mediocre person is always a mediocre person, and what Xingti needs is a genius who can solve all problems. But the girl he knows..."

The old king thought seriously: "Listening to that description, it's exactly the same as the 'Aleister' we fabricated before. Could she be the glove of His Holiness the Pope?"

"It's possible. Maybe the rumors have come true! It's so scary. The devil that only exists in rumors has come out to kill people. Wuwuwu..."

The jester Lalo had a sad face and danced in funny ways.

The corners of the old king's mouth rose slightly, but soon returned to calm.

"Go and tell the Rosicrucian community about this. Tell them that Aleister showed up in Leipzig and see how they react. My intuition tells me that she was the one who completed the ceremony to elevate the host to a higher rank."

"You mean, there's a traitor inside the Rosicrucian? That's too scary, hehehe..."

The Fool couldn't help laughing, "Lady Kingsford, I suppose?"

"Most likely. Otherwise, how would Aleister know that the liver of Dionysus the Fool was stored in the hands of Count Dawn? Apart from me, the principal and Jacob, only some of the senior members of the society knew where it was. It has been less than twenty years since it appeared in the world. It was taken out by Jacob who opened the secret storage of the Empire to thank the Rosicrucian for its help.

"From what I understand, Pomponazzi has wanted that liver for a long time... He originally sent Heinrich to join the Rosicrucian just to get it.

"——After all, without a liver that can be used to 'relieve alcohol', The Fool can never become a complete 'God of Wine'; and Zagreus, who is one with the God of Wine, can only be a 'host of the feast' and can never become a 'feast master' or a 'wine master'..."

When the old king said this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly in satisfaction, with an uncontrollable smile.

Although the Banquet Master's power has long surpassed that of Shadow Tiansi... but if He wants to ascend with Dionysus, He must unseal this liver.

Although the Fool failed in his challenge to the Beast Master and his body was torn into pieces, his heart was still preserved by the Beast Master as a gift.

The Banquet Master stole and ate the Fool's heart, so that Dionysus could be resurrected in his body... However, there is no doubt that Dionysus, who had refused to become an apostle of the Pillar God, did not want to survive in this way. Therefore, he hid the location of his last body part, in order to force the Banquet Master, who was promoted to an apostle, to spit it out.

——That was originally the fool’s final prank.

Long before the final battle, he removed his liver in his spirit state, preserved it, and threw it into the sea.

The deep sea is a secret area that even the Ennead Gods cannot explore.

If he lost the battle—of course he would—and the beast master wanted to devour him, he would find that he could not find his most delicious liver, and his soul was always missing a vital piece, which might anger the beast master...

This is the "last joke and resistance" he prepared.

In fact, even if Dionysus did not hide his body parts, he would have no idea where they drifted to.

"Pombonazi was originally a believer of the Banquet Master, and as the first generation of the Moon Son, Blood Heavenly Master is also the son of the Banquet Master. If he can break the seal, the Banquet Master can sense the location of the liver, so that the Banquet Master can grab the last piece of the Fool's soul that remains in the world and completely upgrade to the Banquet Heavenly Master.

"There is no doubt that this achievement is enough to make him an apostle. But...hahahaha..."

The old king laughed loudly, obviously in a very happy mood: "Hmm... Although I don't know what ritual Count Dawn planned to use to steal its power, he is dead now.

"That Aleister completely ruined Pomponazzi's plan - I think this might also be the lady's plan. Now that Earl Dawn has been exposed, it's better to destroy him directly.

"——Based on my understanding of Pomponazzi, I'm afraid he is now smashing things and cursing at people."

(End of this chapter)