Lord Era: I, The Strongest Abyss Lord!

How the empire was inherited is a mystery.

Since the first emperor of the empire established the initial empire, not many people knew the way of succession of each generation of imperial emperors.

The reason why I say this is because many times, there is an existence that can become the successor of the human emperor, but many times, it is not a certain prince that the major families are optimistic about.

On the contrary, every time the power of the empire changes, there will always be princes and princesses who will become the new emperor of the human empire in the form of a dark horse.

This in itself is a very strange and suspicious thing.

Because of any huge empire, there are generally traces of succession to the throne.

Which prince is loved by the emperor, which princess is talented, is one of the criteria in the hearts of everyone to evaluate whether the other party is suitable to inherit the human empire...

The above is one of the most basic rules.

But the problem is that the change of power in the entire human empire has nothing to do with this law.

People who can become the emperor of the human empire are always unexpectedly "strange".

Moreover, in terms of succession to the imperial throne, there is another point that is most incomprehensible to other families.

That is, all the princes and princesses who failed to "compete" for the throne will "unconditionally" offer their loyalty to a certain prince after he becomes the new Emperor of the Human Empire.

The kind of loyalty with no strings attached!

This kind of behavior really makes all the families feel puzzled.

Because they are accustomed to the game of rights, in their view, the change of rights has a huge room for manipulation no matter at any moment.

Even if someone has already sat in the position of patriarch, it may not be able to secure this position.

Beneath the family throne, there are always people who are hungry for power, wanting to tear them off the throne and replace them.

Similarly, after they sit on the throne, they must always be on guard against the people below, and so on.

It is also under the influence of this kind of psychology that all non-family families cannot understand the weird "loyalty" of the royal family.

How is it possible for the loser to be unconditionally loyal to the "winner"!

Especially when the winner is not as good as the loser in many ways!

But if that's the case, in fact, many families don't care too much.

What they really care about is...

Those princes and princesses who participated in political marriages and did not win the throne in the end never told them the real reason for this matter!

No matter what means these families use, try to get the answer to this question from their mouths.

They will always be disappointed to find that this mystery can never be solved.

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"Um."

"This dragon steak tastes good, but..."

"If it's not braised in soy sauce, I think his taste can be even better!"

Shi Wushuang on the dining table wiped his mouth and said to the butler beside him.

"Tell that cook that such high-quality ingredients should be stewed."

"Good Your Majesty."

The housekeeper nodded, indicating that he had made a note of this matter.

But Shi Wushuang turned his head and said to Shi Yinuo sitting on the other side of the table.

"How about you, daughter, what do you think of the taste of this dragon steak?"

"It was delicious."

Seino put down the knife and fork, and wiped the corners of his mouth very gracefully.

"But it's not tasty enough."

"I think neither stewed nor braised can bring out its true delicacy."

"It may be better to use charcoal grilling!"

At the dining table, many rules are no longer so strict.

Of course, in the whole palace, only this dining table will be better.

Hearing what his daughter said, Shi Wushuang smiled.

"What you said also makes sense."

"Oh, by the way, eat more of this unicorn's brain, it can quickly restore your newly damaged soul."

After finishing speaking, Shi Wushuang packed the dishes, and used the empty plate beside him to push it over.

"I'm fine, Father."

Shi Yiruo said.

"The wound on my soul has completely healed."

"Because this time, you are different from before."

"You didn't punish me too harshly."

"I can feel that the meaning of your warning is higher than the punishment itself."

"It's not in line with your past style, father, why are you doing this?"

Hearing what Shi Yinuo said, Shi Wushuang helplessly raised his wine glass.

"It's impossible."

"My daughter, don't forget."

"Did I go through all the pain you went through when I was young?"

"Even, the pain of the flame directly burning the soul's sense organs, I have experienced many times more than you!"

"If I had a choice, I'd rather just warn you with words, but unfortunately..."

While talking, Shi Wushuang put down the wine glass.

"Rules are rules!"

"The entire human empire relies on one strict rule after another to get to where it is today."

"When I was young, I also swore to myself that I would make this damned rule from Emperor Shihuang's generation disappear completely."

"But it's a pity that when I took this position, my position and mentality changed forever."

"My child."

"Do you know why the pain we have suffered has to be repeated generation after generation? What is its ultimate purpose!?"

"Because... we are an aristocratic family, this is the price we have to pay for sitting in this position?"

Shi Yinuo raised her head and said, her eyes were full of hope, as if she wanted to be recognized by Shi Wushuang.

"no."

"you are wrong."

"The next time you and I have dinner together, you will have another chance to answer my question."

Shi Wushuang shook his head, expressing his denial.

Fortunately, at the dinner table, Shi Wushuang never punishes everyone.

"Oh yes, my daughter."

"I don't know yet, what about some details about your injury?"

"Tell me about this old man."

"How did you get hurt?"

"And who is the lord who hurt you?"

"I'm a little curious, what kind of power is it that can penetrate the existence of this artifact armor on your body?"

Facing his father's question, Shi Yinuo answered carefully.

But gradually, the smile on Shi Wushuang's face disappeared.

Because of him, he just heard a familiar yet unfamiliar name.

"Wu Wei..."