Sanctuary Paradise

Chapter 123 Julius Novancrono

In the royal capital, somewhere in an ancient mansion.

An octogenarian man sat on the throne. Even though he had lost his strength over time, the sharp contours of his face and the half-open eyelids still gave people a sense of oppression without anger or authority.

"I knew you would come here."

The old man raised his eyelids, and his somewhat cloudy pupils suddenly bloomed with a frightening light.

"To be honest, if I could, I wouldn't want to come to you this way."

Julius bowed to the old man in front of him and said in a respectful tone, with a hint of sadness in his calm expression.

"But you and I know that this is impossible, right? As long as you still plan to go down that road, you will definitely take this step. When I promoted you to become the leader, I knew that you were destined to Will do it.”

The old man said, glancing at Julius's clothes, his eyes lingering on the robe that symbolized the identity of the Magic Emperor for a long time.

"You should know very well that I don't want to get to this point, so I have given them many opportunities in the past few years, but I believe you should have seen what they have done."

Julius said, a flash of regret and anger flashed in his eyes.

"I can no longer let them destroy the future of the kingdom like this, teacher.

Even if that future doesn’t have room for many people…including you.

However, I have to make a choice. "

"I know that with your strength, if it weren't for old guys like us, I'm afraid you would have killed all those guys long ago."

"You are kind, but not merciful, I know that better than anyone, Novan Crono."

"It is precisely because I know this that I chose you to be the new Magic Emperor against all odds."

The old man touched the ring on his hand and spoke slowly in a vicissitudes of life.

Julius looked at the ring in the old man's hand and remained silent.

"Speaking of which, this is the gift you gave me originally. This space magic tool is really useful, so I have kept it all these years."

The old man continued to rub the ring in his hand, his tone seemed to be reminiscing, while Julius continued to remain silent.

"Haha, it's too far off topic. That's what happens when people get old. They will accidentally talk about other things."

"Let's get back to the point, Novan Crono. Since you choose to stand here, it means you are completely ready, right?"

The old man smiled, raised his head, opened his eyes that had been squinting slightly, and said in a thick voice:

"So, who did you choose?"

"Is it the prodigal son Ye Jian? Or is it William, the confused young man who hides a secret? Or is it the little guy Fagrain? Or... the kid named Imita?"

"Answer me, Novan Crono."

The old man said word by word, his eyes suddenly opened the moment he finished speaking.

In an instant, an astonishing power rose from his body, and the old man who was dying a moment ago suddenly turned into a huge ferocious beast, entrenched there.

"Tell me your choice, Novan Crono!"

The old man stared at Julius, and the strong sense of oppression made the entire hall seem to be trembling.

"Since you already know, why bother asking more."

Julius was not frightened by the old man's power, but looked at him calmly.

"Sure enough, is it the child named Imita?"

The old man chuckled, and the power on his body immediately dissipated, and he nodded happily.

"You have indeed not changed, Novan Crono. You have never made a wrong decision, in the past and now."

"But sometimes you don't always have the right options, right?"

"It's all too common to have bad cards in your hand, but this time, Novan Crono, your luck is very good, really, very good."

The old man said, with a flash of emotion in his eyes.

"Neither you nor I thought that such a good card would come out at this time, right?"

"That kid named Imita, I have investigated him and learned about his style. I have to admit that he is simply a candidate born specifically for this era."

"He is talented, courageous, and can speak. Moreover, like you, he is not kind, and can even be said to be cruel."

"The most important thing is that he comes from a humble background."

The old man said this and suddenly laughed:

"He's the perfect choice, really, Novan Crono, you're really lucky."

"You know, Novan Crono, I was going to stop you."

"But even if you choose to stop me, teacher, I will continue on this path, because the kingdom has no time.

Julius leaned forward and said:
"The decadent royal class is eroding the foundation of the kingdom bit by bit. My status as the Magic Emperor alone cannot change this situation."

"As long as you, the No. 20 Sixth Generation Magic Emperor, are still alive, they will never feel fear and will never know what the bottom line is." The old man listened to Julius's words and did not refute, but spoke slowly. nodded.

"You are right, Novan Crono. As long as I am alive, they will not be able to understand fear, because they know better than anyone else that I cannot betray my own class. Even if I have become the Magic Emperor, this still means It doesn’t change the fact that I am a member of the royal family of Kayaros.”

"This is also the reason why I chose you in the first place. You are an alien, Novan Crono. From the first time I saw you, I knew that you are a real alien, an alien that does not belong to the nobles."

"Only a true alien can take that road. Otherwise, no matter how noble, just, and hateful he is, as long as he comes from a royal family, he will never be able to break through the shackles of class!"

"And, the most important thing is that you will not be as weak as Conrad, and you will not lose your direction because of hatred."

"So, if you choose Fagrain or William, I will take action because they are both royal families."

"If you choose Yami, I will take action because he is not from the kingdom."

"If you choose the kid named Asta, I will do the same, because he is too similar to Conrad, so I won't trust him."

"But you chose Imita, well, really, Novan Crono, you're really lucky."

The old man emphasized the word "lucky" again, and Julius did not deny it.

"So, Novan Crono, to celebrate your good fortune, I have prepared a gift for you."

The old man said, taking off the ring from his hand, and a light silver light flashed.

Julius' pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw rows of heads placed neatly between him and the old man. There were middle-aged people, teenagers, men, women, and even the heads of a few children mixed in.

The pungent smell of blood suddenly filled the air.

"Zange, Alpha, Ste, Chibita...Mornus, by the way, and old Norton of the Vermilion royal family."

The old man began to name people one by one. His expression was surprisingly calm at the moment. It was not until the name Norton was mentioned that he hesitated slightly and sighed.

"To be honest, old Norton is very upright and has never done anything wrong in his life. But it is a pity that he belongs to the royal family and he is too protective of his shortcomings."

"As long as you plan to take action, he will definitely stop you. I know, Novan Crono, you respect old Norton very much, so I will help you do it."

Julius looked at the stacked heads and said nothing, just bowed silently.

These heads, except for the old man named Norton, all come from the old man's own family.

Many of the people on Julius's list are here, and there are even many more.

"They don't actually have to die."

Julius looked at the heads of the children and said softly.

The old man smiled, very happily.

"Novan Crono, you are still too young. You think of human nature too beautifully. You always feel that everyone has the possibility of salvation."

"But I'm different. I've lived for so many years, and I've long known how bad people can be. I know that even a three-year-old child can commit heinous crimes, so I won't be soft-hearted, and I won't hesitate."

"If it were the child named Imita, he would never be merciful. Maybe he didn't see the evil I saw, but he is a commoner, and it is impossible for a commoner to be lenient to the royal family."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Julius with a calm look.

"Okay, that's pretty much what needs to be said. An old man should be satisfied if he has someone to talk to him before he leaves."

"Let's do it, Julius, while I can still suppress the desire in my heart, do it now."

Julius said nothing, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then opened them, took the ring handed over by the old man, put away the mountain of heads, then silently stretched out his right hand, and his palm rested on the old man's face.

"Farewell, Master."

Julius's lips twitched slightly, and the next second, the scene in the oval-shaped area centered on the old man suddenly blurred.

Time magic·infinity in one moment.

There was no extra sound, no flashy brilliance, just a blink of an eye, and the old man who was sitting on the throne instantly turned into a withered skeleton.

In the dark secret room, Julius stood alone in front of the decaying throne, staring at the ring in his hand, silent for a long time.

There is a line of small words engraved on the ring.

——To the Honorable Nicholas Byrd

This line of writing was carved by him himself back then.

When he woke up from this strange land with no past memory and felt extremely confused about his life, it was the other party who discovered and guided him, and introduced him to the No. 20 Seventh Generation Magic at the time. Emperor Conrad.

"Don't worry, teacher, I will succeed."

Finally, Julius raised his head, and the sadness in his eyes was forcibly suppressed, turning into coldness and determination. He turned around and walked towards the secret room without looking back.

He still has a lot to do, and as the Magic Emperor, he cannot stop here.

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　Let me explain in advance that this entire chapter is based on the basic setting of Black Clover. It is an original plot to establish the image of Julius. You will not find the above scenes at all if you read the Black Clover novel. (●—●)
　　
　
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