Kafni said with certainty: "Unlike Henry VIII at that time, he was really about to die of old age.
"He was skinny and skinny at that time, his cheeks and eye sockets were deeply sunken, his skin was dull and without any elasticity, and he could only eat a very small amount during meals. He lay in bed every day but couldn't sleep, and it became worse every day.
Aging... In the end, His Royal Highness Philip was as thin as a skeleton.
"At that time, he didn't go out every day, and I was the only one who would visit him. Later, I saw him perform the Blood Sacrament with my own eyes. After that, his health got better day by day, and he recovered to normal in less than a week.
He took on the appearance of a middle-aged man, and then transformed into the appearance of a young man within a month..."
Having said this, Kafni also realized the problem.
"Philip cannot possibly not know that the sacrament of blood cannot extend the life of the royal family. But you were the only one who saw all this at that time... or in other words, he would choose to use the sacrament of blood deliberately in front of you just to draw your attention.
The force attracts you here, allowing you to ignore other details.
"And after Philip reappears, what you said as a child, 'He is going to die of old age' will only be misunderstood as your exaggerated words and deeds."
Annan said slowly: "What's more...at that time, you were already so inspired that you almost went crazy because of your spiritual vision talent."
But the eldest princess is different.
That woman who reminds people of being as quiet as a moth, she also has extraordinary wisdom and a considerable degree of suspicion like one of her brothers and her niece Kaifni.
If she knew about this, I'm afraid she would be questioned further.
Even if she gets information from "crazy Kafni", she will not immediately deny it. Instead, she will conduct careful investigation.
"It's so..."
Kafni sighed deeply and pursed her lips: "I was too stupid. If I hadn't been diverted by Philip at that time..."
"No ifs."
Annan whispered: "Although Philip is not an extraordinary person, nor is he a ritual master, he is inexplicably aware of divine magic and the mysterious knowledge about rituals. I think this is related to Noah's great spell - because
In this way, Sir Silver would ignore it.
"He looks lazy and greedy, delicious and lustful, but he is far more dangerous than the eldest princess who looks capable and powerful."
"——That's right, Annan."
There was a clanging sound of silver coins being bounced.
A bright, cheerful voice came from beside them.
Where there was no one there, a young man with a slender face and curly hair parted in the middle, who looked to be less than thirty years old, appeared.
He wore a monocle and had a bright and sunny smile. There was a silver light dancing on the fingertips of his raised right hand.
Then, Jazzy Silver bounced the silver coin up with a clanking sound and caught it with his backhand.
"——As expected of you."
He said approvingly.
The first person to react was Captain Alexander, who was listening quietly beside him like an elder without interrupting.
He immediately saluted Silver Lord: "Salute to Silver Lord, Silver Lord."
Hello everyone, our official account will find gold and red envelopes every day. You can get it by paying attention. This is the last benefit at the end of the year. Please seize the opportunity. Official account [Book Friends Base Camp]
"—A salute to the silver coin."
Everyone responded in unison.
"Oh, I've seen you outside. I've seen you outside."
Although he is just a young man, Sir Silver has a smile that reminds people of "kindness" on his face.
He responded with a smile: "I have been listening to it for a long time...but when I see that little Annan can guess this level from just one sentence, I really can't help but come out and clap my hands."
"Lord Yin Jue...are you always by my side?"
Salvatore asked curiously.
The person who immediately responded to him was Captain Alexander: "Because this is more or less a 'bank'. Since it is a bank, it is the temple of Sir Silver... Talking here has the same effect as praying under Sir Silver's statue.
."
"exactly."
Sir Silver responded with a smile.
Even by the standards of a righteous god, Sir Silver's temper is quite good. This is the so-called "harmony brings wealth" - but he is not willing to answer too simple questions. This is also the hidden arrogance that Sir Silver possesses.
.
So when there was someone next to him who could give an answer, Yin Jue would just smile and say nothing, waiting for the other person's response.
"Originally, I did not intend to directly interfere with the succession of the throne. It would be unfair to him to come directly to tell you about Philip's deceptive methods.
"After all, according to Philip's idea, it is not necessarily impossible for him to rule Noah well... In other words, he does have a genius, epoch-making idea. It is enough to make Noah make great progress."
Sir Silver said with a smile: "However, Annan's inference is too exciting. I really can't bear to have you deny this possibility after the investigation and take a detour... so I can't help but spoil it for you!"
When he said this, he couldn't help laughing.
"——If that old pigeon Yawen sees me meddling in your affairs like this, he will definitely come over and scold me. After all, the tragedy writer's aesthetic of 'wanting to see the ending quietly' was also brought out by him.
.But I don’t have the patience they have…
"To put it simply, Philip is indeed the master of great spells."
Yinjue looked at Annan expectantly: "Then can you guess why the great-level curse that should have been held by the ruler... is in Philip's hands?"
"this is very simple."
Without any hesitation, Annan answered directly: "Because Philip is the real and former ruler...right?"
"--exactly."
Yinjue nodded happily.
The old man directly gave the final answer: "Philip's true identity should be regarded as little Henry's grandfather.
"Little Henry is the eldest son of Big Henry, and Big Henry's father... is named Philip. While Little Henry was still in the cup, although Big Henry was extinct, his father was not yet dead.
"And he was the owner of the great-level spell [Fourth History] at that time. He used this great-level spell to become Henry's 'fourth son'."
"The Fourth Theory of History..."
Annan murmured.
The Three Sirens of Winter. Noah's Fourth History.
The Sixth Phase Purana, one of the two great mantras of the Theocratic Kingdom.
...Except for the unknown smoke mirror, the true names of great-level cursed objects seem to be related to numbers from one to six.
"Although it's a bit presumptuous... but can you briefly mention its effects?"
"I can only briefly mention it."
Sir Silver's face became solemn: "The effect of the fourth theory of history is... to fabricate the 'history of the future'."