Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress-Chapter 828 - 465: My name is Lucia, do I qualify to be the Emperor of the Phalan Empire? _2

Chapter 828: Chapter 465: My name is Lucia, do I qualify to be the Emperor of the Phalan Empire? _2

Your Highness does not worship the Martial God, yet you possess the valuable qualities of the Martial God Temple’s doctrine. Should we meet again in the future, Your Highness… I hope…. that I…. will be worthy of your guidance today.”

Cardinal Freud took a step back and bowed to Young Dragon Lucia, “Your Highness… if fate allows, we shall meet again.”

“Ah? You’re leaving now?”

Cardinal Freud smiled and nodded, then bowed to the Divine Personnel and knights inside the Temple hall, “It has been an honor to work with all of you clerics and knights for so long. Goodbye… everyone.”

After bowing once more, amid the watchful gaze of the many Divine Personnel and the believers outside the temple, Freud stepped out of the Temple and vanished into the crowd….

“No… not… what about this cracked statue of the Martial God?”

Young Dragon gazed at Freud’s free-spirited departure with a look of anguish on her face. So… she’s to deal with this cracked statue of the Martial God then?

At this moment, the Temple Clergy and knights had already begun to view Young Dragon Lucia as their Martial God Temple’s [Saintess], a presence that could disturb the Martial God, fully qualified to be their [Saintess].

“Your Highness….. you…”

“Do not worry, I will carve the statue of the Martial God. As for who will manage the day-to-day affairs of the Martial God Temple, you all can decide for yourselves. The Empire will not interfere with the succession ceremony of the Martial God Temple’s Clergy. Of course, if a member of the Temple Clergy violates Imperial law, then naturally they will be dealt with by the local government.

The Empire also has the right to deal with Clergy who break Imperial law. Likewise, if any government department of the Empire blasphemes against the Deity, the Temple can report to the Empire. After the Empire investigates, any official who has blasphemed will be handed over to the Temple.”

Having made her stance clear, Young Dragon took out paper and brushes from her Lucky Coin and looked up seriously at the statue of the Martial God. She had never seen the real Martial God and could only recreate the Martial God’s likeness from the statue in the Temple.

As for whether the statue she would carve would be more appealing than the statue enshrined in the Martial God Temple…

Young Dragon thought… the statue she would carve would definitely have more divine charm than the one on the Divine Platform.

She also took out an easel and a stool. Absorbed in concentration, she closed her eyes to clear all distractions from her mind. Only when her mind was completely clear did she slowly open her eyes, took out the brush, and started painting the statue of the Martial God.

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The statue of the Martial God on the Divine Platform gradually took on another appearance in her eyes.

To be exact, an ethereal figure of a deity automatically appeared before her eyes. Without questioning whether it was an illusion or the Martial God manifesting, she immersed herself wholly in the transformation.

The Temple Clergy and knights inside did not dare disturb her, nor did they dare make any sound. The believers gathered by the Temple’s entrance also knew that the girl sitting in the middle of the Temple… is an existence that not even the great Martial God himself would provoke… but would willingly accept her good will.

Time passed, and the moment Young Dragon set down the paintbrush, a roar of a Giant Dragon resounded outside the Temple.

“Lady Lucia, we have brought the highest officer of the Anselm Province to you.”

As the silent world regained its voice, the believers outside heard the words of Dragon Knight Hela and their eyes filled with surprise. Even the highest officer of Anselm Province was brought here by the Dragon Knight who serves Her Highness?

The humans gathered at the doors of the Temple made way for Dragon Knight Hela and a few officials wearing the official uniforms of the Farolan Empire.

Lord Governor Gabriel and several officials followed Dragon Knight Hela into the Temple, coming before Young Dragon Lucia.

Dragon Knight Hela glanced at the statue of the Martial God on the Divine Platform, revealing a look of astonishment. The statue of the Martial God… how did it crack?

Hero Leon and Evelyn, too, were taken aback by the cracked statue. What happened here during their absence?

Why has even the statue of the Martial God cracked?

They wanted to ask but did not dare, instead bowing to the statue of the Martial God.

It is essential to maintain the most basic respect towards the Deity.

When Lord Governor Gabriel saw the cracked statue, he inwardly gasped. The statue was unharmed yesterday when he came to look for Freud at the Martial God Temple, so why was it cracked today?

Could it be that Your Majesty really did come?

But where?

He couldn’t see her.

The girl sitting in front of the easel was not the Emperor of Farolan; he had seen the new Emperor when the new ruler ascended to the throne.

“Lord Hela, where is Your Majesty?”

Scanning around and not seeing the Emperor he serves, Gabriel asked Dragon Knight Hela.

Dragon Knight Hela gestured with her left hand, pointing to the prodigal little ancestor.

???

Doubt filled Gabriel’s eyes.

“Lord Hela, what do you mean by this?”

“It’s quite simple, this person is the Emperor of the Phalan Empire.”

The middle-aged man, Gabriel, was initially stunned, and then his face darkened, “Please don’t joke about such things, I’ve seen His Majesty. If you aim to seize Anselm Province by impersonating His Majesty, then I can make it clear to those present here.

Even if you are Pureblood Dragons or Dragon Knights, don’t expect to subdue Anselm Province through military oppression.

The soldiers and citizens of Anselm Province will not yield; Anselm Province pledges allegiance to only one, and that is Queen Athena!

Even at the expense of a War Death! We will not betray Queen Athena, nor will we betray the Phalan Empire!”

Gabriel straightened his body, gazing directly at the Young Dragon.

Oh, this must be what Lance meant by ‘true courage cannot be suppressed,’ right?

This phrase has been personified by the highest official of Anselm Province.

“What is your name?”

“Gabriel.”

“Gabriel, huh? Well, I now make it clear to you, I want to be the Emperor of the Phalan Empire, then… what are you going to do about it?”

The Young Dragon Lucia collected the Martial God Portrait calmly, put it into the Lucky Coin, and then turned to face Gabriel again.

Gabriel was about to berate the Young Dragon, but as soon as he made eye contact with her, seeing the resemblance in her eyebrows, his eyes filled with doubt and surprise. This girl’s eyebrows… how do they resemble Queen Athena, who is far away in the Imperial City?

As a high official of the Phalan Empire, he was aware of the three heirs to the Royal Family. The first heir was taken away by a temple at a very young age.

The second in line is the present Emperor.

The third in line hasn’t shown her face in the Imperial City for almost three years.

It’s rumored that since Black Dragon passed through the Imperial City, the third in line hasn’t been seen for quite a long time.

With eyebrows similar to Her Majesty, and also possessing purple hair…

Speaking of claiming the throne of the Phalan Empire…

There were rumors that… the third heir had once contested for the [Emperor’s] throne with the new Emperor.

That the third heir had not been seen for nearly three years caused some nobles and ministers with dark thoughts to privately speculate whether Her Highness had been imprisoned by the new Emperor… or had already been assassinated…

Swallowing the swear words on the tip of his tongue, Gabriel adjusted his emotions, staring at the Young Dragon for a while longer, his anxiety growing as he looked.

The resemblance, it’s too striking…

“That… could you tell me your name?”

“Lucia.”

!!!

Gabriel’s eyes widened with shock. So it really was Her Highness!!!

He thought so. It’s impossible for the temperament of the new Emperor to truly assassinate his own Imperial Sister in secret. After all, they grew up together, and she is the legitimate heir. There is absolutely no reason to commit an act that would tarnish his own reputation.

Damn it, if Her Highness is here in Anselm Province, surely she’s not planning to have Anselm Province deploy troops to aid her in attacking the Imperial City?

Not to mention, given the current power of Her Highness, Anselm Province could indeed be forcibly controlled, with nine Pureblood Dragons providing an escort.

The Martial God Statue in the Martial God Temple strangely cracked…

A fight to the death?

Impossible.

Even if he supported the present Her Highness, the new Emperor wouldn’t punish him afterwards…

“Governor Gabriel of Anselm Province pays his respects to Lady Lucia,”

Gabriel knelt on one knee, giving a bow to the Young Dragon.

“Do I have the qualifications to be the Emperor of the Phalan Empire?”

“…”

“Yes…”