Chapter 255
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The Rhys Royal Family's army pulled back under their new emperor, Alistair's command, leaving the Neil Clan with the clean-up.
Yet, when the Neil Clan members re-entered the forests that had protected them so well, they realized that they could not find a single body.
Either it was because the enemy had taken the bodies with them, or because the forest had swallowed them up, they didn't know, but it gave the clan members the chills.
They hadn't realised just how lethal the forest that surrounded them was.
They were quite lucky that the forest worked with them and not against them instead.
Of course, what they didn't know was that this was all only possible because of Alec's handywork.
There were so many of his Awakened in The Great Expanse that over the years, the trees themselves started developing the ability to form new connections on their own, spreading out on their own initiative.
It had spread throughout the forest here and there, and it had worked out fantastically for the Neil Clan in the battle.
While they would not have lost the war even without this addition, it was no doubt that it came in handy for them.
They had much fewer casualties because of it as well.
Secretly, Vi had been stationed here by Alec a few months back, and it had been acclimatizing itself in The Great Expanse.
It had managed to connect with the other Awakened here, and the bonds between them only grew stronger over time.
The MVP in the war was Alec's Awakened, Vi.
The unsung hero remained in the dark, remaining in the shadows of history.
-Author only posts this on w.e.b.n.o.v.e.l.-
Alec remained completely still in the coffin because of his self-induced seal that maintained his body state.
It made him appear as if he was still alive, but just sleeping to everyone that saw him.
Essentially, it was like a self-administered paralysis seal.
Of course, since he was positioned in a coffin, he just appeared dead.
The coffin swayed lightly as they passed through the city. It was an open casket, and Alec lay in a pile of flowers.
His peaceful expression was exposed to everyone who were there paying their respects, and there weren't many dry eyes in the crowd.
There were rows and rows of people that were standing by the side where the coffin passed, and even though it should have been muffled with the sound dispersive barrier around the carriage, Alec could hear the wails of despair and sadness from the people.
The System inwardly clicked his tongue.
Why were they all reacting like that?
Alec didn't even know them, for fuck's sake. At least, he didn't think so.
So, he supposed that they were showing the new emperor how much they cared about him in hopes that the emperor would be favourable to the citizens of Rhys City.
Ye Sha was chuckling in his mindscape at Alec's predicament. To think a day would come where Alec had to play the role of a corpse of all things.
He'd called the other a corpse to his face before because of how his facial expression never changed back when they were Systems, but this was a whole different level altogether.
Honestly, it was just straight up hilarious, and Ye Sha was glad that he had front-row seats to Alec's pure annoyance.
The only thing he regretted was that he had to choke back his laughter lest Alec come chasing after him in his mindscape.
As the open carriage that carried Alec's 'corpse' passed through the city, Alistair was solemnly sitting beside it, his eyes locked onto Alec's 'dead' face, thoroughly dazed.
The first prince seemed as if he'd lost his soul – something that drew countless stares of pity and sympathy to the prince.
The rumours about his tragic love story had spread overnight even quicker than the original story about his new love with the nobility's darling Alexander.
Now, though, they saw no trace of the previously decadence that the prince seemed to personify, and he looked like a soulless doll.
It made many a person ache with sympathy for him and his now deceased other half.
Still, the first prince was now the acting-emperor, and many of the civilians had been worried about whether or not the first prince or the second prince would take over as emperor once news got out that the emperor and empress, as well as first princess Ophelia, had been assassinated.
Second prince Frazer was missing in action, and only first prince Alistair and second princess Freesia remained of the royal family.
But, seeing how Alistair reacted to the loss of his lover, some of the civilians felt better about the emperor being the first prince.
Many of the noblewomen were fiercely taking a stance that supported the first prince Alistair over the second prince Frazer, pressuring their parents into taking Alistair's side even though many of them wanted to wait to see when the second prince returned.
It was an effect that Alec had not expected, but was something that Alistair had predicted, with how enamoured the noblewomen were with Alexander's presence.
Now that Alexander had been ripped away from them, they couldn't accept it, and were clinging onto the last vestiges of Alexander's love – Alistair.
If it meant that supporting Alistair for the throne meant that their Alexander would have the grandest, most lavish funeral (after the emperor, though they actually hoped it would be on par or even more, some secretly hoped), then they were more than willing to do so.
Yet, when it finally came to the time for Alexander's funeral, their sadness gushed over, overflowing.
So many of the noblewomen who would never be revealed to the public showed up, standing by the roadside as they waited for carriage that contained his coffin to pass by.
They were not prepared for how hard it would be to see Alexander's frozen smile as he passed by.
It was the same smile he wore in the Cookie Sect, and the same smile that he used to direct at Alistair and only Alistair.
Sadness swelled like a tide, like a pebble dropped into an already filled cup, spilling over the sides.
They had already switched to supporting both Alistair and Alexander together if they were really Chers, but they had never expected something like this to happen.
Many of the ladies that upheld their etiquette broke it by openly sobbing into their handkerchiefs, and they couldn't even be bothered when eyes looked at them.
Before, it had seemed like a dream when they heard about Alexander's death.
It was only now that it hit them in full, seeing Alexander's peaceful face as he passed by.
Some of them even collapsed on the ground, but none of them fainted as they forcibly retained their consciousness, not willing to miss a single moment of the moment that Alexander was commemorated.
-
Alec stretched when he finally peeled off the seal that had been stuck to him. Since he was the one who made it, he was able to deactivate it as well.
Alistair was in a bit of a daze, still lost in the feelings that he immersed himself in.
"Why were there so many people crying?" Alec asked with puzzlement. "It's not like this is the emperor's funeral?"
Alistair snapped out of it. He looked at Alec dryly.
The more he learnt about this junior disciple brother of his, the more he realized how flawed his initial impression of him was.
As if a gentle person could smile like that when they were chasing a princess through the palace.
Not only that, he'd killed Ophelia without any hesitation either.
Dominique appeared from the shadows as if he sensed Alistair's judgement of Alec, glaring at the prince.
The prince glared back at the Sin. It wasn't like he voiced his thoughts out loud.
"So, what are you going to do now?" Alistair said.
It wasn't like Alec could stay here, not when so many noblewomen were desperately looking for someone that looked like Alexander.
The prince – err, emperor – was sure that Alec would end up being mobbed with that smile of his.
Alec shrugged lightly. "I'll probably go and work off some steam in a secluded forest somewhere."
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The Rhys Royal Family's army pulled back under their new emperor, Alistair's command, leaving the Neil Clan with the clean-up.
Yet, when the Neil Clan members re-entered the forests that had protected them so well, they realized that they could not find a single body.
Either it was because the enemy had taken the bodies with them, or because the forest had swallowed them up, they didn't know, but it gave the clan members the chills.
They hadn't realised just how lethal the forest that surrounded them was.
They were quite lucky that the forest worked with them and not against them instead.
Of course, what they didn't know was that this was all only possible because of Alec's handywork.
There were so many of his Awakened in The Great Expanse that over the years, the trees themselves started developing the ability to form new connections on their own, spreading out on their own initiative.
It had spread throughout the forest here and there, and it had worked out fantastically for the Neil Clan in the battle.
While they would not have lost the war even without this addition, it was no doubt that it came in handy for them.
They had much fewer casualties because of it as well.
Secretly, Vi had been stationed here by Alec a few months back, and it had been acclimatizing itself in The Great Expanse.
It had managed to connect with the other Awakened here, and the bonds between them only grew stronger over time.
The MVP in the war was Alec's Awakened, Vi.
The unsung hero remained in the dark, remaining in the shadows of history.
-Author only posts this on w.e.b.n.o.v.e.l.-
Alec remained completely still in the coffin because of his self-induced seal that maintained his body state.
It made him appear as if he was still alive, but just sleeping to everyone that saw him.
Essentially, it was like a self-administered paralysis seal.
Of course, since he was positioned in a coffin, he just appeared dead.
The coffin swayed lightly as they passed through the city. It was an open casket, and Alec lay in a pile of flowers.
His peaceful expression was exposed to everyone who were there paying their respects, and there weren't many dry eyes in the crowd.
There were rows and rows of people that were standing by the side where the coffin passed, and even though it should have been muffled with the sound dispersive barrier around the carriage, Alec could hear the wails of despair and sadness from the people.
The System inwardly clicked his tongue.
Why were they all reacting like that?
Alec didn't even know them, for fuck's sake. At least, he didn't think so.
So, he supposed that they were showing the new emperor how much they cared about him in hopes that the emperor would be favourable to the citizens of Rhys City.
Ye Sha was chuckling in his mindscape at Alec's predicament. To think a day would come where Alec had to play the role of a corpse of all things.
He'd called the other a corpse to his face before because of how his facial expression never changed back when they were Systems, but this was a whole different level altogether.
Honestly, it was just straight up hilarious, and Ye Sha was glad that he had front-row seats to Alec's pure annoyance.
The only thing he regretted was that he had to choke back his laughter lest Alec come chasing after him in his mindscape.
As the open carriage that carried Alec's 'corpse' passed through the city, Alistair was solemnly sitting beside it, his eyes locked onto Alec's 'dead' face, thoroughly dazed.
The first prince seemed as if he'd lost his soul – something that drew countless stares of pity and sympathy to the prince.
The rumours about his tragic love story had spread overnight even quicker than the original story about his new love with the nobility's darling Alexander.
Now, though, they saw no trace of the previously decadence that the prince seemed to personify, and he looked like a soulless doll.
It made many a person ache with sympathy for him and his now deceased other half.
Still, the first prince was now the acting-emperor, and many of the civilians had been worried about whether or not the first prince or the second prince would take over as emperor once news got out that the emperor and empress, as well as first princess Ophelia, had been assassinated.
Second prince Frazer was missing in action, and only first prince Alistair and second princess Freesia remained of the royal family.
But, seeing how Alistair reacted to the loss of his lover, some of the civilians felt better about the emperor being the first prince.
Many of the noblewomen were fiercely taking a stance that supported the first prince Alistair over the second prince Frazer, pressuring their parents into taking Alistair's side even though many of them wanted to wait to see when the second prince returned.
It was an effect that Alec had not expected, but was something that Alistair had predicted, with how enamoured the noblewomen were with Alexander's presence.
Now that Alexander had been ripped away from them, they couldn't accept it, and were clinging onto the last vestiges of Alexander's love – Alistair.
If it meant that supporting Alistair for the throne meant that their Alexander would have the grandest, most lavish funeral (after the emperor, though they actually hoped it would be on par or even more, some secretly hoped), then they were more than willing to do so.
Yet, when it finally came to the time for Alexander's funeral, their sadness gushed over, overflowing.
So many of the noblewomen who would never be revealed to the public showed up, standing by the roadside as they waited for carriage that contained his coffin to pass by.
They were not prepared for how hard it would be to see Alexander's frozen smile as he passed by.
It was the same smile he wore in the Cookie Sect, and the same smile that he used to direct at Alistair and only Alistair.
Sadness swelled like a tide, like a pebble dropped into an already filled cup, spilling over the sides.
They had already switched to supporting both Alistair and Alexander together if they were really Chers, but they had never expected something like this to happen.
Many of the ladies that upheld their etiquette broke it by openly sobbing into their handkerchiefs, and they couldn't even be bothered when eyes looked at them.
Before, it had seemed like a dream when they heard about Alexander's death.
It was only now that it hit them in full, seeing Alexander's peaceful face as he passed by.
Some of them even collapsed on the ground, but none of them fainted as they forcibly retained their consciousness, not willing to miss a single moment of the moment that Alexander was commemorated.
-
Alec stretched when he finally peeled off the seal that had been stuck to him. Since he was the one who made it, he was able to deactivate it as well.
Alistair was in a bit of a daze, still lost in the feelings that he immersed himself in.
"Why were there so many people crying?" Alec asked with puzzlement. "It's not like this is the emperor's funeral?"
Alistair snapped out of it. He looked at Alec dryly.
The more he learnt about this junior disciple brother of his, the more he realized how flawed his initial impression of him was.
As if a gentle person could smile like that when they were chasing a princess through the palace.
Not only that, he'd killed Ophelia without any hesitation either.
Dominique appeared from the shadows as if he sensed Alistair's judgement of Alec, glaring at the prince.
The prince glared back at the Sin. It wasn't like he voiced his thoughts out loud.
"So, what are you going to do now?" Alistair said.
It wasn't like Alec could stay here, not when so many noblewomen were desperately looking for someone that looked like Alexander.
The prince – err, emperor – was sure that Alec would end up being mobbed with that smile of his.
Alec shrugged lightly. "I'll probably go and work off some steam in a secluded forest somewhere."
The Rhys Royal Family's army pulled back under their new emperor, Alistair's command, leaving the Neil Clan with the clean-up.Yet, when the Neil Clan members re-entered the forests that had protected them so well, they realized that they could not find a single body.Either it was because the enemy had taken the bodies with them, or because the forest had swallowed them up, they didn't know, but it gave the clan members the chills.They hadn't realised just how lethal the forest that surrounded them was.They were quite lucky that the forest worked with them and not against them instead.Of course, what they didn't know was that this was all only possible because of Alec's handywork.There were so many of his Awakened in The Great Expanse that over the years, the trees themselves started developing the ability to form new connections on their own, spreading out on their own initiative.It had spread throughout the forest here and there, and it had worked out fantastically for the Neil Clan in the battle.While they would not have lost the war even without this addition, it was no doubt that it came in handy for them.They had much fewer casualties because of it as well.Secretly, Vi had been stationed here by Alec a few months back, and it had been acclimatizing itself in The Great Expanse.It had managed to connect with the other Awakened here, and the bonds between them only grew stronger over time.The MVP in the war was Alec's Awakened, Vi.The unsung hero remained in the dark, remaining in the shadows of history.-Author only posts this on w.e.b.n.o.v.e.l.-Alec remained completely still in the coffin because of his self-induced seal that maintained his body state.It made him appear as if he was still alive, but just sleeping to everyone that saw him.Essentially, it was like a self-administered paralysis seal.Of course, since he was positioned in a coffin, he just appeared dead.The coffin swayed lightly as they passed through the city. It was an open casket, and Alec lay in a pile of flowers.His peaceful expression was exposed to everyone who were there paying their respects, and there weren't many dry eyes in the crowd.There were rows and rows of people that were standing by the side where the coffin passed, and even though it should have been muffled with the sound dispersive barrier around the carriage, Alec could hear the wails of despair and sadness from the people.The System inwardly clicked his tongue.Why were they all reacting like that?Alec didn't even know them, for fuck's sake. At least, he didn't think so.So, he supposed that they were showing the new emperor how much they cared about him in hopes that the emperor would be favourable to the citizens of Rhys City.Ye Sha was chuckling in his mindscape at Alec's predicament. To think a day would come where Alec had to play the role of a corpse of all things.He'd called the other a corpse to his face before because of how his facial expression never changed back when they were Systems, but this was a whole different level altogether.Honestly, it was just straight up hilarious, and Ye Sha was glad that he had front-row seats to Alec's pure annoyance.The only thing he regretted was that he had to choke back his laughter lest Alec come chasing after him in his mindscape.As the open carriage that carried Alec's 'corpse' passed through the city, Alistair was solemnly sitting beside it, his eyes locked onto Alec's 'dead' face, thoroughly dazed.The first prince seemed as if he'd lost his soul something that drew countless stares of pity and sympathy to the prince.The rumours about his tragic love story had spread overnight even quicker than the original story about his new love with the nobility's darling Alexander.Now, though, they saw no trace of the previously decadence that the prince seemed to personify, and he looked like a soulless doll.It made many a person ache with sympathy for him and his now deceased other half.Still, the first prince was now the acting-emperor, and many of the civilians had been worried about whether or not the first prince or the second prince would take over as emperor once news got out that the emperor and empress, as well as first princess Ophelia, had been assassinated.Second prince Frazer was missing in action, and only first prince Alistair and second princess Freesia remained of the royal family.But, seeing how Alistair reacted to the loss of his lover, some of the civilians felt better about the emperor being the first prince.Many of the noblewomen were fiercely taking a stance that supported the first prince Alistair over the second prince Frazer, pressuring their parents into taking Alistair's side even though many of them wanted to wait to see when the second prince returned.It was an effect that Alec had not expected, but was something that Alistair had predicted, with how enamoured the noblewomen were with Alexander's presence.Now that Alexander had been ripped away from them, they couldn't accept it, and were clinging onto the last vestiges of Alexander's love Alistair.If it meant that supporting Alistair for the throne meant that their Alexander would have the grandest, most lavish funeral after the emperor, though they actually hoped it would be on par or even more, some secretly hoped, then they were more than willing to do so.Yet, when it finally came to the time for Alexander's funeral, their sadness gushed over, overflowing.So many of the noblewomen who would never be revealed to the public showed up, standing by the roadside as they waited for carriage that contained his coffin to pass by.They were not prepared for how hard it would be to see Alexander's frozen smile as he passed by.It was the same smile he wore in the Cookie Sect, and the same smile that he used to direct at Alistair and only Alistair.Sadness swelled like a tide, like a pebble dropped into an already filled cup, spilling over the sides.They had already switched to supporting both Alistair and Alexander together if they were really Chers, but they had never expected something like this to happen.Many of the ladies that upheld their etiquette broke it by openly sobbing into their handkerchiefs, and they couldn't even be bothered when eyes looked at them.Before, it had seemed like a dream when they heard about Alexander's death.It was only now that it hit them in full, seeing Alexander's peaceful face as he passed by.Some of them even collapsed on the ground, but none of them fainted as they forcibly retained their consciousness, not willing to miss a single moment of the moment that Alexander was commemorated.-Alec stretched when he finally peeled off the seal that had been stuck to him. Since he was the one who made it, he was able to deactivate it as well.Alistair was in a bit of a daze, still lost in the feelings that he immersed himself in."Why were there so many people crying?" Alec asked with puzzlement. "It's not like this is the emperor's funeral?"Alistair snapped out of it. He looked at Alec dryly.The more he learnt about this junior disciple brother of his, the more he realized how flawed his initial impression of him was.As if a gentle person could smile like that when they were chasing a princess through the palace.Not only that, he'd killed Ophelia without any hesitation either.Dominique appeared from the shadows as if he sensed Alistair's judgement of Alec, glaring at the prince.The prince glared back at the Sin. It wasn't like he voiced his thoughts out loud."So, what are you going to do now?" Alistair said.It wasn't like Alec could stay here, not when so many noblewomen were desperately looking for someone that looked like Alexander.The prince err, emperor was sure that Alec would end up being mobbed with that smile of his.Alec shrugged lightly. "I'll probably go and work off some steam in a secluded forest somewhere."
