The Medallion

"I knew it! You are Basil! But what's wrong with you? Why did you behave like this? What on earth happened?" Isis asked in a husky voice. She never expected that Rocky would suddenly be twisted in this kind of scenario. In her mind, she believed that he must have had some pretty serious and complication reasons for being in such a situation.

Needless to say, Rocky did not express any eagerness to explain himself, or at least, he could not begin to articulate his defense. Perhaps, this was because he found it too hard to put the right words together because it involved too many secrets, reasons, and too much helplessness that Isis might not even understand. Now, he could no longer have any connection with the past. Otherwise, misfortune would come to his life in the most unpredictable way possible.

That was why, at that moment, he did not utter a single word. Instead, he turned around and left immediately.

Isis saw nothing but Rocky's back as she felt her heart ache. Next thing she knew, she opened her mouth and shouted at him, "Don't you know that Father is critically ill? He wants to see you one last time."

Before she could finish that desperately, Rocky had vanished.

The night fell and the dark sky enveloped the quiet and serene Palace City. It reeked of depressing aura as the emperor was dying from his illness at that time.

Dead silence crept the royal chamber where the emperor lived. No one dared disturb his peaceful resting, with only two maids guarding his door from the outside.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew and howled where the two maids were stationed. Their delicate bodies trembled for a moment, but the atmosphere quickly returned to its original state not long after.

Almost at the same time, a man's figure appeared inside the chamber. There, he stood beside the bed patiently and looked at the dying emperor who had his breaths numbered.

eyes, looked back at the figure beside him, and said in a shaking

but a slight hum was heard as a

in peace. I'm glad. I can now die without any regret. I'm really happy!" the

from the

survive the crisis this time. No... no matter what... happened... to you... I always believe... in what you can do... The Holy Dragon Empire... is... counting on... you...

with the best of my abilities. After all, it belongs to me..." But all of a sudden, a low sneer was heard after the figure's voice trailed

you... You are not... Ba— Basil! Y...You are... Als—" The emperor was stunned to his core. Immediately, he raised his other

he was suffering from extreme lack of oxygen. Without warning, his face turned deathly pale. His tight grip suddenly loosened and he finally stared at the figure in

me for the last time before your demise. This is your retribution. In the hell, you'll see how I take back everything that belongs

day, the news of the emperor's death immediately spread throughout the Imperial City like wildfire. Cries of agony and sadness filled the entire city as everyone mourned

the imperial tomb, with a large number of citizens watching the ceremony. After seven days and nights of sleepless

Nigel was still young, he still couldn't take charge of politics. And now, the Holy Dragon Empire was in an extremely passive predicament because of

advantage of

Generals and the support of several big clans, including the Ximen Clan and the Ji Clan, the crowning ceremony was already scheduled to be held in five days. Upon completion of the ceremony, there would be

were led by several princes, as well as the chiefs or representatives of the major clans. In addition, some important figures of the Holy Dragon Empire were