Chapter five hundred and sixty third family secret
"Liszt!" The old king Philip met the little prince alone in his bedroom.
"My father!" In this quiet environment, little Prince Liszt was still a little cautious.
"Relax, my King. After today, in this country, except for the will of the Holy Light, no one can make you lower your noble head!" The old king said to the little prince Liszt with a weak smile.
Little Prince Liszt was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, Your Majesty the King."
"Haha..." Old King Philip smiled, looked at the room, his eyes became complicated, and fell into deep thought for a while before he came back to his senses and said, "Liszt, my youngest child, I didn't expect
It was you who finally took this position, but since it was His will, I will respect the result."
"He? Father, I don't understand." Little Prince Liszt frowned, and an unreasonable feeling of uneasiness emerged in his heart.
"Haha, you will understand later, Liszt, this is something that the King of Slava will know. It is a secret from our ancestors." The old king took a breath and said.
Hearing this, little Prince Liszt closed his mouth and just looked at his father with doubtful eyes.
The old king seemed not to see the eager gaze of the future king, but fell into memories and murmured in his mouth.
"Liszt, do you know that this house was once the place where my father lived, and it was also the place where my grandfather's father lived. Every king of the Slavic Kingdom lived here. Don't you think it's strange?
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Before little Prince Liszt could answer, the old King Philip said to himself, "Because the biggest secret of our family is buried here!"
"Come with me." Old King Philip walked to the corner and opened the entrance to the secret room on crutches.
When the little prince Liszt saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment, and then followed the old king in silence.
The old king took a strong breath and took the future king Liszt into the secret realm. Under the protection of the shield formed by the iron ring, the old king Philip looked at the half-body that exuded an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura, and began
Tell little Prince Liszt the biggest secret of the entire royal family.
"Liszt, our ancestor was just an ordinary sheepherder's son at the beginning. Do you know why we were able to create a country from scratch?"
"Is it because of it?" Little Prince Liszt is just short-sighted and accepts death, but it does not mean that he is stupid.
"Yes, because of Him!" The old king showed a nostalgic look on his face, "His name is Sphinx!"
Little Prince Liszt looked stunned. He was no stranger to this name, but what he didn't expect was that the body of a rumored monster would be found under the place where he had lived for more than ten years.
"He is already dead. When our ancestors accidentally obtained his body, it was already like this."
"Although He has been dead for tens of thousands of years, the miraculous magic is still wrapped around His body."
"His feathers!"
"You took his feather, Liszt, and told me how you felt?" Old King Philip suddenly asked the little prince Liszt.
The little prince was stunned for a moment, and began to recall the situation of getting the feather in his mind. He said uncertainly, "It seems that my brain is much clearer and my thinking is much more active."
"Yes, you are right. Our ancestors also discovered this. Holding his feathers can make people smarter."
"Get smarter?!" the old king said, and little Prince Liszt seemed to think that there was such a thing when he thought about it.
"Haha..." Old King Philip suddenly sneered and said, "Of course, smart people will also do stupid things. For example, your two brothers did not complete the test in a down-to-earth manner, but they thought of these tricks.
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Little Prince Liszt was silent. He knew that from the beginning, he was not the first candidate for the throne in the old king's mind.
After the old king finished speaking, his chest rose and fell several times, and it took him a while to calm down. He continued to tell Liszt the family's biggest secret, "Smart people will become smarter if they hold these feathers."
"Our ancestors relied on the feathers of the Sphinx to transform from an ordinary civilian to a knight, established a family, and then through the efforts of several generations of the family, finally expanded into a country! This is our Kingdom of Svacia
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"Liszt, if you look at the history of our family, you will find that there have been tyrannical lords, greedy lords, and lecherous kings, but there has never been a stupid person in power. This is why!"
Old King Philip said with pride.
“It’s all because of Him!”
Little Prince Liszt's eyes became intense after hearing this.
"Of course, it's not without price!" Old King Philip's words made Prince Liszt calm down again.
"What price?" Little Prince Liszt asked immediately.
"Haha..." Old King Philip had another weird smile on his face, "You think, how can a mortal body get close to God? Even if He is not a real god?"
"God? Holy Light..." Little Prince Liszt's expression suddenly changed.
If someone from the Lord's Court of Holy Light heard it, this would be blasphemy!
To put it seriously, this is enough to send the entire Slavic royal family to the tribunal of the Holy See, especially the incident of the Demonic Apostle King that happened a few years ago. The Holy Light Bishop's supervision of various kingdoms and nobles on the mainland suddenly
It has become much stricter.
"So you have to keep the secret, otherwise, your soul will not be able to go to the kingdom of the Lord of Holy Light after your death." The old king Philip said calmly with an indifferent expression.
Little Prince Liszt could not calm down for a long time, "You haven't said the price yet, father!"
"This is the price!" Old King Philip raised his hand and showed the iron ring in his hand to Liszt.
"This is a bloodline weapon refined by a powerful wizard for our family. It allows us to resist his power, and we can briefly approach his corpse and pluck his feathers. We only need to pay our health.
Or rather, our lifespan!" said old King Philip.
"Life span?" Little Prince Liszt looked at the old king's dying appearance, and his face became particularly ugly.
"This is the price, Liszt, and, every once in a while, we must take off his feathers, otherwise..." Old King Philip's words made little Prince Liszt's heart beat again.
"Otherwise, He will slowly recover!"
"Isn't He dead?" Little Prince Liszt was startled.