"To tell the truth,"
the old man said softly, and even now, he was filled with great doubts: "At that time, His Majesty was completely different from what was later propagated. He was an emperor both resourceful and gentle... He reformed the labyrinth industry, restarted the expansion movement, vigorously developed the economy, cultivated merchants, and united a whole new batch of Military Merit Nobility and factory owners under his command."
"But when faced with the relics we submitted, he flew into a terrible rage, like the true Black King, and without explanation arrested our entire family, executed all the Sublimators with a family inheritance, or stripped them of their Sublimation Organs and exiled them."
"Only I... because I inherited part of my father's bloodline, never touched the family's Sublimation Bloodline, and was always exploring outside, was thus able to survive."
Ian furrowed his brows.
"Eternal life?"