The magnificent city of Ravenna, capital of the Western Roman Empire, was abuzz with activity. Inside the grand palace, a conversation between the emperor and his advisor was taking place.
"Your Majesty, the Holy Church has been quite active lately. We need to exercise caution," Trhvmn Ortenrosse reported to the emperor. "Furthermore, the concentration of True Ether in the atmosphere on the continent has increased again. It appears that someone is up to something. And, if I may add, there have been rumors about Lucius and Valentinian III..."
"Trhvmn," the emperor interrupted, "you may withdraw."
"But Your Majesty," Trhvmn protested, "you need to..."
"Do not worry," the emperor reassured him. "Everything is in place for the foundation of our new world order. I understand your concerns, but this is merely entertainment. Let these vermin scurry around. When the day of destiny arrives, they will all bow down to me."
Trhvmn let out a sigh and slowly left the chamber.
He wanted to convey that not only were humans causing disturbances, but even the True Ancestors were exhibiting unusual behavior. However, the emperor appeared to be disinterested in the matter.
In fact, he had never paid attention to anything else except for the fairy and the Sword of Promised Victory. His power surpassed that of anyone else, and the only thing he feared was this holy sword.
With Altrouge bringing back the Sword of Promised Victory and the emperor destroying it, he no longer had any fear. As the holder of absolute power, he stood above the gods who once ruled the planet, looking down upon all living beings.
To the emperor, perhaps only the planet deserved his attention, while everything else was nothing more than lowly reptiles.
Just as the gods paid no mind to humans, and humans paid no mind to reptiles, the emperor, viewing all living beings from the perspective of the planet, paid no attention to any of the creatures that inhabited it.
Trhvmn Ortenrosse let out yet another sigh, knowing full well that there was nothing he could do to change the emperor's view on the matter.
From the beginning to the end, the Emperor was an enigmatic figure who existed beyond everything.
"What troubles you, Lord Trhvmn?" Altrouge approached him with the grace of a noblewoman, accompanied by a retinue of True Ancestors.
Trhvmn Ortenrosse quickly regained his composure and replied stoically, "Nothing of concern, Your Highness Altrouge."
Turning away, Trhvmn quickly made his exit. From the beginning to the end, he had never been able to get along with Princess Altrouge. She was the Emperor's vessel, a Dead Apostle, and a True Ancestor all at once. Lately, he had sensed a change in her behavior.
Ever since she returned from the island, Altrouge had become exceptionally skilled at winning people's hearts. Even some of the True Ancestors and Dead Apostles were starting to flock to her side.
Altrouge watched Trhvmn's retreating back, her eyes narrowing ever so slightly.
"Your Highness, would it not be wise to try and win over Trhvmn, the Emperor's first follower?" one of her True Ancestors suggested in a hushed tone.
But Altrouge merely smiled and turned away. "Leave him to his fate," she replied, as she continued on her way.
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Inside the magnificent palace, the Roman Emperor Valentinian III sat uneasily on his throne.
Kneeling before him was Lucius, known as the Emperor's sword, who gave a knightly salute.
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Fate: I Will Eventually Become the Hero of Justice II
FanfictionSequel of Fate: I Will Eventually Become the Hero of Justice