Chapter 327: Quiet Celebration

As the black aura spread, the temperature around the royal mausoleum seemed to be gradually decreasing, and the decrease was getting faster and faster.

A chilly feeling rose from the bottom of the hearts of the guards guarding the mausoleum, making people feel chilled. This aura seemed to be alive and was spreading wildly. It constantly eroded the surrounding objects and lives, making all those things withered and decayed.

"Ah..."

The guards around the mausoleum were the first to be affected by the black aura. Many people fell into heavy pain and felt that their vitality was madly passing away.

Their originally strong bodies quickly withered and became thin, and finally became like mummies.

Under the cover of the death aura, everything around the mausoleum seemed so fragile. The guards fell one after another, and the grass and trees withered completely. The originally smooth ground gradually broke, and the sparks of life were extinguished little by little under the suppression of this aura, leaving only a dead silence and desolation around the mausoleum.

And outside the Lingshu stood a terrifying shadow.

There was a cold and cruel light flashing in his eyes, as if he wanted to bring the whole world under his control.

If Byrne and others saw him, they would be shocked.

The old king of Siat did not really rest in peace, but turned into a terrifying king of the dead, silently waiting for the opportunity to be reborn in the darkness!

The king of the dead who stood up again did not lose the majesty and power of his life!

However, unlike in his life, the king of the dead exuded a breath of death, which made people shudder. Every movement was accompanied by a gust of cold wind, as if it was a cold wind blowing from hell.

His existence made the surrounding air heavy and depressing, as if even breathing became difficult.

The old king of Siat, who had turned into a dead soul, slowly said:

"From now on, I will no longer be the king of Siat."

"I will be the true patron saint of Siat!"

Even the cardinal of the Church of Redemption, the Silver Hermit, and many monarchs and powerful men including Aldrich and Byrne, can confirm that the old king of Siat is dead.

In fact, they did not make a wrong judgment.

But no one knows that a very small number of people in the Quiet Cult have obtained the power of the Quiet Singer, and can sing a very strange song that can temporarily transform someone into the dead.

It was the leader of the Quiet Language, "The Speechless One", who temporarily transformed King Syart into a dead person through that strange song.

"Aldrich, even if you are a smart person, a smart person can only analyze based on the existing information, and you can't predict what the extraordinary power that you don't know at all can do."

His eyes flickered, and he sneered.

"Human wisdom has its limits, and only extraordinary power is the real master of the world!"

There is still some time for the dead to be transformed, but King Syart can't wait.

He knew that he had to start the arrangement of the grand ceremony immediately.

At this time, a female figure with exactly the same appearance as "Silver Poetry" Afafu appeared, although the real "Silver Poetry" was witnessing the birth of the new king in the palace at this moment.

Her silver hair was very long, and her expression looked very calm. She took out a letter from her arms and handed it to King Syart.

Old King Syat looked at the letter calmly, and it quietly turned into ashes, and the ashes formed letters one by one.

"Haha, very good."

He nodded, having learned about the situation of "The Silent One".

"The Silent One, your plan and mine will soon succeed."

"Let the ceremony dedicated to the Singer of Silence begin from this moment!"

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Because the old king had just been buried, the celebration of the new king's accession to the throne was postponed to seven days later.

Seven days later.

The celebration of the new king's accession to the throne was full of warmth and solemnity. The whole city was dressed in festive costumes, and the streets were full of flags. People flocked to the square in front of the palace early, looking forward to seeing the new king.

The celebration kicked off under the bright sunshine, and the salutes in front of the palace were fired, and the deafening sound echoed throughout the city, symbolizing the beginning of the new king's era.

A team of mighty soldiers marched out of the palace in a line. They were dressed in gorgeous military uniforms, with firm steps, showing the majesty of the royal family.

Then, the new king Noah walked out slowly surrounded by many ministers.

He was wearing a dazzling royal robe, a crown on his head, expressionless, and his eyes were very firm. Noah's appearance immediately caused cheers from the people of the Siat capital. People waved small flags in their hands and shouted the name of the new king.

"Your Majesty Noah!"

"Your Majesty Noah!"

"Your Majesty Noah!"

The new king Noah stepped onto the high platform of the Citizen Square and delivered his coronation speech.

"I promise that I will be committed to the prosperity of the country and the welfare of the people in the future..."

The speech aroused warm applause from the people, and people's expectations and confidence in the new king reached a peak at this moment.

The celebration reached its climax.

The dancers, dressed in gorgeous costumes, danced in the square, their dance was light and elegant, telling the joy of the new king's coronation. The musicians played cheerful music, and the whole square was immersed in a joyful atmosphere.

The Fisher family was also in the celebration.

Darren said in a very unpleasant tone: "Haha, actually a few days ago, the whole country, oh, at least the whole Wangdu was still in sorrow, right?"

"Everyone adapted quickly! Or did they just follow the atmosphere to be sad, and then to be happy, hehe."

At the end of the celebration, the new king Noah came to many citizens of the capital.

He smiled and waved to the crowd, accepting people's blessings and cheers.

The whole celebration ended with laughter and joy. Many people felt that this day was not only a celebration, but also the beginning of a new era, an era full of hope and dreams.

It seemed that everything was going well, and when the major families left the capital of Syat one after another, Byrne in the black carriage kept thinking of Kano's prophecy.

He knew very well that Kano's prophecy was a "certain prophecy", that is, a prophecy that would basically happen if no preparations and changes were made.

Byrne heard Darren's voice sitting next to him: "We go to the nearby port and then take a boat back to Nasir City."

He nodded and said, "Yeah."

Darren smiled and continued, "To be honest, I have always had dark thoughts in my mind, such as the Redemption Church and the Yadley Royal Family joining forces to catch us all in one fell swoop."

Byrne said calmly, "Some of the preparations I made are no longer needed, but this is a good thing."

He paused and continued, "But we should not be too happy too early. Many dangers have not appeared. Maybe we just don't see them clearly, or they haven't really arrived yet."

In the sunny weather, the sunlight in the port fell like golden silk, coating the busy dock with a warm luster.

The sea surface was sparkling, and the breeze was blowing gently, bringing a faint salty taste and the whistle of distant ships, interweaving into a very harmonious harbor symphony.

The towering bell tower stood in a corner of the port. The Fisher family could hear the melodious bells and the exquisite carved window lattices sparkled in the sun.

Byrne pulled open the curtain of the carriage and looked out calmly.

The workers on the dock were busy loading and unloading goods. Their figures cast long shadows in the sun. Many boxes were piled up unevenly on the side, like blocks of building blocks.

Several ships were sailing leisurely on the sea in the distance, and seagulls were circling in the air, making crisp calls.

Byrne and others could smell the salty smell of seawater in the air and the faint aroma of coffee from the coffee shop in the distance. He got off the carriage and came to the path of the port, and heard the sound of waves hitting the shore in the distance.

At this moment, they saw the carriage of the Roman family, and soon "Dragon Master" Aldridge and "Fire" Amos also got off the carriage.

Byrne pointed to the steam engine ship on the sea and said, "Mr. Aldridge, Mr. Amos, I'm glad to see you again."

He smiled and continued, "Our family's ship is there. We will go back soon. We will see each other again in the future."

Darren and Chris also nodded to the two people from the Roman family.

In fact, the nobles wanted to stay for a few days to discuss many future policies of Syat with the new king Noah, but Noah said that he did not want to make any changes immediately for the time being. He decided to collect opinions from all parties in Syat, investigate the specific conditions of various places, and then make some targeted reforms.

So after the celebration, the members of the noble families began to go home in various ways.

Aldridge thought for a while and smiled, "The new king Noah said that he will absorb everyone's opinions and investigate the conditions of various places soon. It seems that he is actually more capable than we thought."

At this moment, a carriage with the mark of the Holy Grail slowly approached the crowd, and all five people looked over.

An envoy from the Yadley royal family stepped down from the carriage.

He was dressed in gorgeous and neat clothes. He took a deep breath and said seriously:

"His Majesty the King asked me to convey his order. Please ask Lord Aldridge and Lord Byrne to return to the capital. He decided to discuss the specific details of the reform of the Siat Kingdom with the two Lords!"

Byrne and Aldridge looked at each other, not knowing what King Noah wanted to do.

Darren frowned slightly and said in confusion: "With King Noah's behavior, did he decide to exclude Marquis Rad, the 'Volcano Dragon', and Marquis Samuel, the 'White Spirit', from the center of power?"

Byrne fell into deep thought.

At this moment, Chris suddenly said: "Don't go back. I feel the breath of death."

Byrne was stunned for a moment, and recalled the things mentioned in the prophecy again, blood, throne, skull...

He said firmly:

"If we don't go back, we will leave immediately!"