Chapter 13: Offer Your Loyalty to Me!

This was the first time that Licinius had the opportunity to observe the face of the Empress up close. Although he had glimpsed it from a distance when he was in the capital before, it wasn’t vivid.

Virtiana Via Salvatore, a woman whose mere beauty was a thrill to behold, has a cold and sharp face, a dignified look on the corners of her eyes, and dark golden eyes that were not flirtatious, but rather graceful and majestic.

Her body is covered by armour, and only her tall and slender curves can be seen.

And while she wasn’t wearing any makeup, there was still a hint of red in the corner of her eyes as intense as eyeshadow.

“Nice, isn’t she?”

At this time, Triya got up and sat on her knees on the ground, fanning the flames and saying, “Is it any different from the illusion?”

Licinius’s eyes twitched, and suddenly he had the urge to jump on a train and leave here overnight.

‘This damn demon, can’t she leave doors unopened.’

In the mirror, the Empress said lightly, “Yes, is it different from the dream?”

Licinius said embarrassedly, “Your Majesty, don’t make fun of me. Isn’t it your plan to use the illusion of these seven deadly sins to test me? I’m also a normal man, so I can’t really be blamed for this, can I?”

At this moment, he has figured out the ins and outs of the whole thing.

Obviously, Miss Desire is a lackey of the Empress, lurking in Loma City for unknown reasons.

‘I don’t know the reason why I got their attention, but it should have led to today’s test.’

“You are smart.”

The Empress had a straight face, and it was indeed her intention to test him with the seven deadly sins.

But she didn’t expect that this guy’s original sin was actually lust! And he had the audacity to involve the Empress!

Of course, as an Empress, she had the capacity to tolerate everything.

Because the human mind is unpredictable.

If you have to see it, you have to be mentally prepared.

After all, she claims to be the number one beauty in the Eastern Continent. It would be abnormal to not have thoughts about her.

What’s more, this guy’s image of her is not clear enough, and the woman in the dream was not exactly the same as her.

That’s why she was able to tolerate it.

“Your Majesty, I’m flattered.”

Licinius coughed dryly, and he was still very cautious in the face of the Empress.

Although he has the power of immortality, in most cases, the lethal injuries he receives can be instantly recovered, which is equivalent to full defence. Even if he does not have any magical talent, he can just take in any damage. In fact, he could take down most warlocks in this world by just ignoring the damage they caused, run up to them and chop them down.

It’s just that the woman opposite him is the Empress!

Even though many people in the country do not approve of her, they even want to rebel against her intentionally.

But she is still an Empress.

It should be easy for her to deal with him.

Licinius is not afraid of death. What he is most afraid of is being sealed away. Once his immortality is exposed to the people with an agenda, it is very likely that he will be taken back and imprisoned as research material.

And he, an obscure aristocratic young master, was suddenly noticed by the empress. This matter is quite strange.

He didn’t know if he was exposed.

“I won’t be polite with you anymore.”

The Empress’s remark was like a thunderstorm, “I know all your secrets.”

What the hell!

Licinius was taken aback, his pupils shrank for a moment. He was really exposed!

However, it wasn’t right.

If the Empress really had something in mind for him, she could directly subdue him by means of thunder.

Instead of using a magic tool to remotely talk to him here.

Licinius asked tentatively, “What does Your Majesty know?”

The Empress did not answer this question, but instead asked, “Aren’t you afraid?”

Licinius shrugged, “If you want to do something to me, you could have done many things already, instead, you’ve tested me with an illusion. The most important thing is that I don’t think that I’ve done something that will make you kill me, Your Majesty.”

Triya was stunned for a moment as she didn’t expect that this guy could still think calmly when confronted with her majesty.

The Empress nodded slightly, and a glimmer of admiration flashed in her beautiful eyes,

“Yes, communicating with smart people is indeed pleasing to the mind and body. In this case, I will be more tolerant towards you, after all, everyone has their own secrets. I will not ask where your black magic comes from, the source of such objects is nothing more than forbidden places…”

Licinius was startled.

Black magic?

He subconsciously wanted to touch the magic book in his pocket, but he forcibly restrained it.

“I will only ask you one question, how far have you cultivated your black magic?”

The Empress asked lightly.

Licinius blinked, and his mind quickly moved.

‘Something’s wrong, why did this Empress start to believe that I learned black magic? I did get a book on the black magic of summoning an evil god, but the problem is that I haven’t started practising yet. Wait!’

He suddenly realised that it was probably because of the dream just now.

In obvious contrast, Cecil, as a second-order warlock, quickly fell into a coma.

And he, an ordinary person who had never practised magic, was able to persevere for so long.

A discerning person can see that there’s a problem at a glance.

There is a possibility that they have considered his immortality as black magic!

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to say it.”

The Empress didn’t care, and then said, “You know, Brentania is also a country that believes in the Holy See. Anyone who has practised black magic will be regarded as a heretic, and must be purified by the Holy Light and turned into ashes.”

Licinius was shocked, “Will I be purified by the Holy Light and put to death?”

You must know that he has not tried this method of death, because he is an unawakened demon king. Logically speaking, if he had any weakness, it should also be the magic that symbolises light.

The Empress said lightly, “It depends on how far you have practised black magic. The Holy Light Purification Ceremony is not ordinary garbage magic, it requires a lot of resources and manpower. Not anyone is entitled to this treatment.”

Licinius’s eyes shone with light, a vicious heretic who practised black magic.

Only such a person will be executed by the Holy See’s Holy Light Purification Ceremony!

Isn’t that magic book just enough to help him become a vicious heretic!

It doesn’t matter if he fails. He once did an experiment. After cremating himself into ashes, he still retained his consciousness and restrained his ability to recover. It doesn’t matter if it is blown away, he can be reborn from any speck of dust at will, that’s how overpowered his immortal body is.

In the end, if it wasn’t for the fact that Noren was about to cry, he would have been able to hold on longer.

With this ability, he can escape from any place at any time.

“Why do you seem so happy?” the Empress asked, a bit puzzled.

“Ah this.”

Licinius casually said, “Because I have depression, I have thought about it for a hundred times.”

There were ripples in the eyes of the empress, he was indeed a hard-working child, excluded by his family, he had to practice black magic, tormented by hatred and shame, and actually suffering from depression.

“Will Your Majesty execute me on behalf of the Holy See?”

Licinius asked curiously.

The Empress was silent for a moment, then smiled lightly, “You should know very well that I won’t do this.”

Licinius raised an eyebrow.

“Of course, the premise is that you have to offer your loyalty to me.”

The Empress spoke one word at a time.