Chapter 84: The Firmament and the Sword of Kingship!

At this moment, over the Ginestra Plains.

"You, too, dare question me?"

When such words came from the mouth of a fake, a total counterfeit, uttered with such an arrogant expression as if looking at an insect.

After a brief silence,

"Hohoho hahahahahahahahahahahahah—"

Callisthenes couldn't help but burst into laughter, tears almost streaming from his eyes. He stared at Suya as if he were an idiot.

"Suya Pendragon, no, Suya! You don't even deserve that surname!"

"What is that expression on your face for?"

"Are those eyes filled with anger?"

"But,"

"I don't understand, I don't understand—"

"Now, after being exposed, why can you still wear such a sanctimonious expression? Who else do you wish to deceive? What other tricks do you intend to play?"

At this, Callisthenes rebuked:

"Have you no basic sense of shame left in you, Suya?!"

"You clownish fraud!"

At this moment, before the royal chariot,

Alexia first gave Callisthenes a cold glance. Then, as her gaze moved to Suya's face, a hint of amused interest appeared.

Although she was displeased by Callisthenes suddenly interrupting the royal banquet, it gave her more opportunities to observe Suya.

In some sense, Callisthenes was even meritorious.

She wanted to learn more about Suya!

She eagerly awaited how Suya would resolve this small interlude.

His actions would determine what kind of favor she would bestow upon this king, whom she was certain to conquer, and who would undoubtedly become her queen.

And at this moment,

Callisthenes's voice, buzzing like a fly in his ear, finally began to annoy Suya.

He slowly looked up, his gaze sweeping past Callisthenes and directly landing on Alexia. He calmly asked:

"Is this also a guest you invited to this banquet, Conqueror King?"

Alexia shook her head, casually scooped a spoonful of blood-wine, and revealed an obvious smile:

"A king's voice ought to be heard by all people."

"If someone specifically comes to listen, it is their honor. If they wish to participate in this debate, then they consider themselves a worthy guest."

"If one lacks the magnanimity to host guests, how can one be a king?"

She looked at Callisthenes, her speaking pace slightly slowing, a hint of killing intent flashing in her eyes.

"Come, don't be shy, Callisthenes. If you wish to drink this cup of blood, come and take it from me."

Feeling the cold gaze, Callisthenes trembled all over, immediately knelt on one knee, and respectfully replied:

"Oh King, I am not worthy to drink this wine with you."

"However, as a historian, I cannot tolerate you being deceived by such a vile counterfeit! Leaving behind a shameful mark."

"Therefore,"

"Please permit me, a mere unarmed civil official, to reveal the truth for you—"

Callisthenes stood up, turned around, and sneered at Suya.

"By the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena,"

"I, Callisthenes, challenge you, this false king, to a duel!"

Suya smiled.

He completely ignored Callisthenes's provocation and looked at the Conqueror King.

"Since that is the case,"

"Then this wine banquet ends here. This king has no habit of drinking with trash."

"You!!"

Upon hearing this, Callisthenes was furious.

He immediately drew a bronze longsword from his waist, holding a book in one hand and the sword in the other. He stepped over a wine barrel, lunged forward, and aimed to stab Suya.

However, just then,

He met a pair of eyes,

A pair of indifferent, cold, blood-red eyes that could not possibly belong to a human. The dark vertical pupils in their centers slightly contracted, fixating on him.

In an instant,

Callisthenes seemed to hallucinate a giant red dragon crouching before him, thousands of meters long, with molten lava flowing between its scales at tens of thousands of degrees, its head touching the sky, its feet rooted to the earth!

And he,

Was like a split toothpick, standing before It!

In the face of this revealed 'truth,' immense fear instantly swept through Callisthenes's heart.

Suya calmly watched Callisthenes, who was frozen before him, and asked faintly:

"Now—"

"Do you still want to reveal the truth?"

"I... I..."

Callisthenes trembled all over, shaking as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, unable to utter a coherent word.

Suya swung his hand back,

Terrifying wind instantly gathered on the back of his hand, and then, he struck out heavily.

"—Splat!"

A thunderous slap echoed!

Callisthenes was sent spinning like a rocket-propelled projectile, his head plowing into the mud.

Then,

Suya looked up at the Conqueror King before the royal chariot and spoke indifferently:

"Move."

The calm and indifferent voice no longer possessed the melodious tone of a bard. Instead, it sounded as if he were chewing countless interlocking lava stakes, but strangely, the voice was not unpleasant. Rather, it possessed an indescribable majesty.

Seeing Suya like this, Alexia's smile grew wider. She could barely suppress the wild joy in her heart, restraining the urge to immediately mount the young man before her and fiercely conquer him. Trembling all over, she asked with a smile:

"What if I don't?"

Suya did not answer the question immediately.

He merely slowly hissed out a white breath through his teeth, enduring the sharp pain from his heart, and slowly moved his armored feet.

Then,

He raised his palm, extending it towards the sky, as if to pull something from above.

At this moment,

Beside the royal chariot, the legendary magician Aristotle, who had been silent, frowned slightly. She looked up, as if something had occurred to her, and gazed at the sky as if facing a formidable enemy.

With similar movements were the other few civil officials accompanying the royal chariot. They first looked at Alexia in astonishment, then looked at Suya with alarm.

Immediately after, they saw—

Suya rotated his wrist, making a gripping motion in the air, and looked at Alexia, a look of madness in his eyes. He began to chant:

"The firmament overturns, stars fall as blades!"

"Above the throne, destiny hangs by a thread!"

"This is a mark of usurpation, and also a sign of ruin!"

"By the eyes of the gods—"

"Your crown and glory are judged at this moment!"

"Unleash!"

"Fall!"

"Impact the world!"

"The end hanging over kingship!"

The moment his voice fell,

"—Rumble!"

The clouds in the sky roared, twisting as if some unimaginably vast and terrifying 'rod' was pressing down from outer space,

Making the clouds bulge, making the high heavens tremble!

In the next instant,

A section of a crimson sword tip pierced through the clouds, and in the next moment, tore open the entire sky. Through the colossal opening in the heavens, the true form of the divinely crafted weapon was revealed!

The morning sun rose at dawn,

Shining together with the sword's seemingly endless blade!

"This is—"

"The Symbol of the Firmament and Kingship: The Sword of Damocles!"

Suya stared at the Conqueror King, then looked up at the sky, spreading his arms wide, and began to laugh maniacally with a twisted expression:

"Hohoho hmph hmph ah hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"Conqueror King—"

"Then let us go to the underworld together!"