Erbe
Resurrection

For some reason the air flow suddenly seemed to split, the time loop redeemed the opposite groove. Erland was like being dragged in a dense black fog, there was a magic shield blocking anyone from helping her. Maizar did not play his worry when he got Erland dragged by a round of time magic that came out of nowhere.

One minute, two minutes, even more than an hour he waited for the magic shield to disappear. He himself could not penetrate it. Indeed, Maizar would be very sorry for the sin that happened if something bad happened to Erland.

"For the Sovereign of Heaven! Or whatever it is, this bastard's shield is unshakable. May you be well, Your Majesty. I'd curse myself so much if something bad happened to you."

Makian Maizar didn't change things in the slightest, no matter how hard he tried, failed. Even his power was barely drained to break the magic shield. The night is getting late, the movement of time can not be stopped. It might be time to give up, but if that happens, he is the one responsible for this negligence. Both of his hands caught on his face, the hue of desperation was so drawn. Regret and rutuk alternated, until the asa was present.

A golden glow emerged from the dense fog that again broke the flow of air and time. Maizar is ready to welcome whatever happens. Not playing surprised him when he felt the pureism that appeared in between. It was warm and full of tenderness, but there was a tremendous surge of power within it. The sharp sword was already preparing to welcome what came.

"Looky! Me what is this? Similar to Laszlo clan, but .... Uh! I'm not sure!" he yells at himself.

"What makes you so unsure, Maizar?"

A soft voice came from the radiance of energy earlier, this was Erland's voice. However, this time the figure present before him was no ordinary Erland. Luxurious clothes, and Luzaro's sword on his right side, added to the young man's charisma. Her hair that glittered like sheets of gold thread, and her green eyes looked so perfect implied Erland's good looks.

Maizar was stunned for quite some time, he stared at Erland from head to toe. Amazed. That's what he feels, not only the look and appearance, but also the emanation of Erland is now different. And for the next second he realized that the one before him right now was not Erland the snotty boy, but Erland the heir to the imperial throne.

"Hamba, Maizar Hubertg salutes His Highness the Crown Prince. Please forgive me for the man's kindness, Your Majesty," he said, kneeling before Erland.

"Wake, Maizar. I'm Erland, not the crown prince like you said just now. I'm just a commoner hanging out with nestapa. Awake up!" erland's Order.

"No! Please do not say such a painful thing, Your Majesty. Servant, deserve punishment."

"Wake up!"

Maizar wakes up while maintaining his ethics and respect for Erland. Two curved lines were engraved on the tip of the little boy's lips, yes ... Erland was no ordinary little boy. Erland Javier Laszlo, the only direct descendant of the late first empress. He was the crown prince of the Grazepodhian Empire.

It means that he will reign on the throne of the empire. It was not Jorvik who was currently lined up to be the candidate of the crown prince who came from the second lineage, from the blood of the concubine.

"What's going on, Your Majesty?" ask Maizar.

Erland was silent for a moment. His mind was carried away at a moment after he was dragged into a time vortex. "I .... I saw everything. Everything that happened eight years ago, ah ... no! Even more than that. Why doesn't anyone tell me this truth, Maizar? Tell me!" firmly then.

"Puni servant, Your Majesty. Servants dare not defy the command of the heavens. Not daring to fight against the destiny of the universe. The Servant is only in charge of guarding and protecting you until it is time for you to return to the Imperial Palace. Don't worry, we're at the forefront of protecting you, Your Majesty," Maizar said.

"For what?" ask Erland.

"Why go back to Rubell? I don't want to set foot in there. Enough I remember that bad death in my heart and it .. so painful."

***

"Is it true that His Majesty stated that?" ask Sage Fortaleza.

"Yes." Yeah."

Maizar's short answer irritated Zeur, who was eager to get a detailed explanation of what had happened. "Can't you be a little more serious, Maizar? You're still that joking for such an important matter," said Zeur.

"I'm not kidding, Zeur. His Highness the Crown Prince was trapped in xymo for half a day. And do you know? His Highness the Crown Prince already knew everything, his body was thrown far through the dimension of time."

"But .... Didn't you say that His Highness the Crown Prince was unconscious before and his body turned blue?" lick Zeur again.

"Yes, that's right. His Highness the Crown Prince was unconscious with a blue body then ...."

"That means His Highness the Crown Prince is doing cyra. His subconscious led him to cyra at this young age. It was impossible for that to happen, because His Highness the Crown Prince was a direct descendant of the Laszlo clan, the ruler of the Klynard dynasty the founder of the Grazepodhia empire. It means that the sky and the universe support His Highness the Crown Prince," Sege explained.

Everyone there fell silent, they did not deny what Sege had explained. Erland Javier Laszlo was the rightful heir of the Grazepodhian empire. One of the great emperors recorded in the legends. The stylish and warm emperor, who would carry Grazepodhia on his golden gate.

However, behind the truth, there are rivals who are ready to confront them. The supporters of the current Crown Prince, Jorvik, are said to be arrogant and dictatorial. Especially when he replaced the Emperor temporarily. Emperor Bendirk lay sick for years, not a single magic potion could cure the Emperor.

The provisional see was passed on Jorvik as crown prince. Of the concubines, the Emperor had three sons and two daughters. The third prince, born of the second empress, rejected the throne, he was not as greedy as Jorvik.

***

With a deafening sword creak, Jorvik drew his sword at his brother, without hesitation slashing it at the fifth prince and the second princess. I don't know which demon blinded Jorvik.

"Stop!" pekik the fifth prince.

"Stay there, Alford. Or I won't be looking up to you anymore. Don't block my steps!"

Without further ado Jorvik was about to slash his sword at Alford, suddenly a golden glow appeared that blocked Jorvik's attack. His body bounced and spewed out a lot of blood. The earth shook to welcome the golden luminaire that stopped earlier. All silent, mute and silent.

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