Illimitable Until Death

Chapter 564: Not Worth Killing

Miklotov, who had been silent throughout the developments and spoke on behalf of the Sage Council, finally gave his verdict.

“Since the dragon acknowledges Emilia as a legitimate heir to the throne, we must follow the Dragon’s Will. We recognize Emilia’s right to fair competition for the throne. From now on, no one shall disparage any royal candidate on the grounds of being a Half-Elf. Those who do shall be treated as though they have insulted the king himself.”

That statement put an end to the discussion.

The overly talkative officials dared not voice any further opinions and tried their best to avoid drawing attention to themselves in the crowd.

The neurotic official was thoroughly shaken and remained frozen in shock, eventually escorted out of the audience hall by the guards.

As for Emilia, upon realizing she would now be treated fairly, she closed her eyes and struggled to hold back her emotions.

If she couldn’t maintain her composure, she would cry tears of relief and joy in front of the entire kingdom’s nobility and knights.

The others remained silent, allowing the Royal Selection meeting to proceed smoothly to its conclusion.

Clearly, the dragon’s manifestation left a profound impact on everyone present, leaving them with no desire to voice any further opinions.

Of course, another reason for the calm atmosphere was the presence of Fang Li, who had left the audience hall immediately after the event.

Remembering the man who had questioned the dragon directly in front of the kingdom’s high-ranking officials and nobles, eventually causing the dragon to manifest, everyone understood one thing.

After today, the name Fang Li would spread throughout the kingdom of Lugnica.

He would become known far and wide.

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At the top of Royal Castle, on a terrace overlooking the capital, Roswaal stood with one hand holding his tall hat against the wind.

He bowed his head, his expression unreadable, but the faintly upturned corners of his lips hinted at his contentment.

After a while, Roswaal spoke with a smile.

“You came out sooner than I expected. Are you so eager to confront me?”

As soon as Roswaal spoke, a figure emerged behind him.

“You should be thankful.”

Fang Li held Moonlight Dagger in his hand, spinning it casually between his fingers, its cold glint reflecting his indifference.

“Thankful that I didn’t charge up here and cut you down.”

Roswaal couldn’t help but chuckle at this, saying, “So, because I brought you into the Royal Selection without your consent and helped Emilia, you want to kill me?”

“Didn’t I tell you many times?” Fang Li scoffed, “Killing is all I know how to do.”

“Is that so?” Roswaal’s expression shifted to a playful one as he turned to face Fang Li, spreading his hands as if to surrender.

“But I don’t want to die just yet. Can’t you spare me?”

Fang Li didn’t answer.

He stared intently at Roswaal, his eyes glinting briefly before he spoke.

“Using the formal setting of the Royal Selection meeting to declare me as Emilia’s knight in front of the entire kingdom of Lugnica— was that your own decision or the world’s?”

That statement made Roswaal’s smile freeze.

But Fang Li continued as though he hadn’t noticed.

“Hiding things from me is useless. I know you have a Gospel Book.”

The Gospel Book is a lesser version of the Book of Wisdom, which records the world’s memory and reveals the past, present, and future.

Although a lesser version, it does contain a glimpse of the future.

According to the original story, Fang Li knows that Roswaal possesses a Gospel Book.

Therefore, Fang Li predicted that Roswaal would have prior knowledge of his existence before their encounter.

“And I also know that according to the Gospel Book’s records, you can achieve a certain wish at some point in the future,” Fang Li stated.

“However, the future is not fixed; it can be altered. If you want to achieve your wish, you must adhere strictly to the future outlined in the Gospel Book and prevent any deviation.”

It is precisely because of this that Fang Li questioned Roswaal about whether these events were initiated by Roswaal’s own will or if they were dictated by the Gospel Book.

“Is it your will? Or the will of the world?”

Fang Li asked again.

“Based on your answer, I will decide whether or not to kill you.”

Roswaal’s smile finally faded.

Pressing his tall hat down, obscuring his expression beneath the brim, Roswaal chuckled softly and replied, “You seem to have already guessed the answer, haven’t you?”

Indeed, Fang Li had already anticipated the answer.

He knew that Roswaal’s support of a silver-haired Half-Elf in the Royal Selection was based on the Gospel Book’s prediction of the path leading to Roswaal’s desired future.

Only by supporting Emilia in the Royal Selection could Roswaal achieve his ultimate goal.

To resurrect his teacher.

Roswaal planned to slay the dragon.

Previously, Roswaal’s overt interest in Fang Li and his hope for Fang Li to join his camp stemmed from recognizing Fang Li’s capabilities.

The Gospel Book described Fang Li as the “man who can kill everything.”

Such a person was the greatest asset for Roswaal, who sought to slay the dragon.

Since Roswaal’s support of Emilia was solely based on the Gospel Book’s content, he would never let his own will dictate Fang Li’s involvement in supporting Emilia’s Royal Selection.

In other words, declaring Fang Li as Emilia’s knight and bringing him into the Royal Selection were all part of the Gospel Book’s records.

Roswaal’s actions were merely following the Gospel Book.

Therefore, Fang Li looked at Roswaal with a sense of pity.

Then, he turned and left.

“Hehe…”

Watching Fang Li leave without hesitation, Roswaal’s hidden face beneath the hat brim broke into laughter.

The laughter was filled with self-deprecation.

Roswaal spoke softly to himself.

“A life lived by following the book, without ever truly choosing for oneself— is such a person not worth killing?”

“But so what if I am nothing more than a puppet?”

“If it helps me achieve my goal, then I will embrace becoming even a devil.”

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