Revive Rome: Wait! Why not make the empress fall in love with me first?-Chapter 482 - 97 Decline

"Has she been locked down?" Emperor Otto asked with a grave expression.

The fury and resentment that originally dominated his face had already faded away.

Such anger stemmed from being offended by someone deemed unworthy.

However, the moment she unexpectedly displayed the Unyielding Holy Sword, she was thoroughly elevated from the "insignificant" class in Emperor Otto’s mind.

She became an "enemy who must be eliminated with all efforts."

Against the weak, the emperor could command, humiliate, punish, and execute at will. However, treating an enemy in the same manner had no effect other than inviting mockery.

In some sense, Eleanor’s spiritual questioning before taking action had not caught the emperor’s attention in the slightest. In contrast, it was the violent method she sought to avoid that earned her the respect and serious attention of the emperor.

"Not yet, Your Majesty." Carol of the Knowledge Key replied, "We have to wait until her Holy Sword State ends."

"How much longer?" Emperor Otto pressed, trying to suppress his unease.

"I don’t know, but it won’t be long," Carol responded, although in truth he was uncertain.

seconds, the knight had maintained Holy Sword State for over 43 seconds, nearly twice as long as Emperor Charlemagne once did. In some sense, she truly qualified as a "talented genius."

Nevertheless, everyone who could learn the Unyielding Holy Sword was a genius; it was only that her genius far surpassed that of Charlemagne and Roland.

The Acid Erosion Dragon, Hedwig, stretched out his hands. Inside the birdcage, the tiny water droplets suspended in the air quickly turned into dark green acid, continuously gathering due to molecular ionization.

It spread over the radiant white light surrounding the enemy and immediately sizzled like water drops in hot oil, instantly evaporated completely.

Ineffective.

The exploratory attack made no headway, and the other demigods said nothing. Indeed, without witnessing and experiencing it firsthand, who could truly believe that the Unyielding Holy Sword was an invincible existence even demigods couldn’t handle?

During the Fifth Epoch, when Charlemagne and Roland were active, these present demigods were merely children and had no chance to truly witness the power of the Unyielding Holy Sword—except for the Imperial Sword Saint Richarter, an old man born at the end of the Fourth Epoch, who may have had the fortune to see the Holy Sword, perhaps that’s why he chose to feign death first.

"Her will... has not faded," the Dragon of Imagination, Bruno, said. Through Mind Vision, he could see that the glowing entity was still boiling intensely, so much so that his mental tentacles couldn’t even approach within three meters of it.

Since the strength of the Unyielding Holy Sword relates to will, the logical deduction was that the state would only end when the opponent’s will could no longer persist.

In Bruno’s observations, the radiance of this glowing entity, and those flowing wills not only showed no signs of diminishing, but seemed to be subtly expanding outward...

...Seemingly burning?

"Be careful!" Suddenly, he shouted a warning, and the other demigods saw the light-human inside the birdcage suddenly "explode."

Specifically, it transformed into millions of light flows and escaped through the gaps in the birdcage woven by spatial rifts, rapidly attacking towards the emperor.

"Holy shit, it can do that!" The demigods were all overtaken by a sudden urge to frantically criticize out of terror.

Because this effect was not associated with the Unyielding Holy Sword, and history and legends never mentioned "Unyielding Holy Sword allowing one to transform into freely flowing luminous liquid."

That meant it definitely had to be a Law Skill.

This knight had not only wielded the Unyielding Holy Sword but also improvised and mastered a Law Skill on the spot. Given the effect of this skill (likewise white light), it clearly had a close connection with the Unyielding Holy Sword, and there was a high probability that it was the "Will" Law.

Historically, Charlemagne and Roland’s primary Law was not "Will," hence some speculated that if someone specialized in the Will Law, then mastered the Unyielding Holy Sword, the Will Law would enhance the Holy Sword and vice versa, making both incredibly formidable.

Among player forums, this phenomenon was called "Mutual Manipulation."

And at this moment, the demigods finally witnessed the combined power of Will Law and Holy Sword through Mutual Manipulation.

Even now, they suddenly recalled the fear and helplessness they hadn’t felt since they became demigods.

The light flows rushed toward the Emperor’s position, behaving like water currents—difficult to contain with anything and inheriting the indestructible nature of the Unyielding Holy Sword, making them incredibly vexing to deal with.

Dragon of Imagination Bruno could only utter a low shout, and suddenly, with palms together, everyone’s figures vanished from the spot.

In reality, they were teleported to the Subconscious Ocean.

The light flow surged past their original location but touched nothing; then, 100 meters away from them, it re-formed into a human shape.

"They, where have they gone?" Eleanor scanned the surroundings powerlessly, but the will fog revealed no clues.

The will-formed fog surrounding her, although capable of high-precision and instantaneous feedback scanning, was powerless against another dimensional plane.

Severe headaches exploded in her mind again, and she finally began to falter, her radiance flickering uncertainly.

The Unyielding Holy Sword had been active for just over a minute; it wasn’t that she hadn’t performed well, just that there were simply too many demigods on the other side.

Amidst the increasingly severe headache, she sensed her looming death.

Regrettably, she hadn’t killed the Emperor and thus hadn’t fully alleviated the soldiers’ worries.

It was also unfortunate that she wouldn’t see the members of The Azure Longsword Mercenary Corps, her father, brother, or sister before her death.

The letter she tucked in an ancient book had already spelled out these matters; she guessed everyone would notice something was amiss by the afternoon at the latest, then teleport out and find her letter.

The contents of the letter explained the whole situation and advised everyone to head to Solomon City as soon as possible and to stay away from the Holy Solomon Empire thereafter to avoid the Emperor’s arrest, search, and retaliation.

As for the Weisbach family, she didn’t need to worry. Given that her father possessed the most basic political acumen, despite being overwhelmed with grief after her death, he would certainly proclaim a public dissociation and severance of their father-daughter relationship.

The existence of the demigod in the Weisbach family ensured that the Emperor could not afford to harm her family. Especially after the failure to attack the Church Court, when all the great families were severely weakened, the Saxon Family could only choose to generously forgive the Weisbach Family to secure their alliance and support in the political arena of the Empire; otherwise, the Emperor would risk his position on the Iron Throne.

She had planned everything.

With her rebellion and death, she aimed to end this war and hit the emergency brake on the Empire’s mad rush toward destruction.

In this regard, Eleanor was a selfless person.

Yet she didn’t really believe it, and what she couldn’t forgive even more was her own selfishness.

As the daughter of her father, a member of the Weisbach Family, a comrade and fellow warrior of The Azure Longsword Mercenaries, she had chosen to sacrifice herself without their knowing.

I’m sorry...

Her surrounding radiance violently dispersed, and as her body helplessly fell backward, her right hand once again drew the Imperial Eagle, slowly moving it toward her own head.

How she wished to see everyone again...

How she yearned to see you...

The golden-haired knight was about to fall to the ground. If her posture had been extremely powerful and insurmountable when activating the Holy Sword, then at the end of the Holy Sword, she was now terribly weak and nearly breathless.

The stark contrast between before and after was like a melodrama typical of Sirius with a satirical twist. If she were to crash into the dust, followed by the sound of a gunshot, and blood blossomed from beneath her like flowers, it would make for a very dramatic tragedy.

However, that didn’t happen.

Amidst the neighing of the war horses, a rider, ignoring all traffic rules and urging his horse at full speed, leapt from his mount as he charged into the camp, meanwhile revealing a rocket in his arms.

To be precise, a rocket being fired forward.

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