In the end, Silver Sire revealed Annan’s true identity in public.
Many people had learned of Annan’s identity through investigation and pretended not to know, so they could be considered not knowing it in official terms.
But, since Silver Sire declared that “Annan Austere-Winter appeared in Noah”, the nobles could not pretend not to know about it.
Since Silver Sire mentioned in full title and name that Annan was about to succeed Austere-Winter’s Grand Duke, it meant that Annan’s status had changed from the third heir to the future Austere-Winter’s Grand Duke. However, the reason his eldest brother gave up the inheritance of the throne remained unknown.
Many nobles, who wanted to get acquainted with the Austere-Winter Dukedom or even restart cross-border trade, had plans in their minds; all the nobles whose daughters were not married at the appropriate age eyed Annan as well.
If it was an underage mortal Grand Duke, they might have plans in their mind. However, for a future deity, they did not even dare to think about it.
Moreover, Annan was not a false deity like the Venerated Skeleton and Rotten Man, who used ritual to become deities. They could not even find an upright deity they could rely on and were forced to wander between countries. Instead, Annan was under the protection of at least two upright deities, Silver Sire and Old Grandmother. He could become a subordinate deity of true deity at any time.
No one dared to have a grudge against Annan.
They stood no chance of surviving against Annan.
No power or family could resist time. But the deities were immortal and uncorrupted by time. If one attempted and failed, the price would be too great. At the same time, the protection of Silver Sire would put the success rate of any action extremely low.
Therefore, every nobleman would leave the three royal heirs, run to Annan and greet him respectfully after the funeral. Even the three heirs came to Annan to exchange a few words.
However, after seeing Salvatore’s gloomy face and Silver Sire still staying by Annan’s side, they immediately understood that Silver Sire still had something to say to Annan.
So no one lingered too long around Annan since no one dared to waste the time of an upright deity and a future deity.
It was like attending an idol handshake meeting or visiting a gallery museum. The flow of people did not even stop. Although they did not line up and sit in their seats, the order came naturally.
Everyone came up with a self-introduction. After getting familiar with each other, they politely said goodbye and left. Then, it would be the next one, with things happening orderly.
Those who were eligible to attend the king’s funeral were quick-witted. No one would be disrespectful at this time.
“What exactly do you want to do?” After everyone left, Annan asked Silver Sire, “If you want to choose a new king, tell me directly. I will help.”
“Even if I told you…” Silver Sire looked at Annan with a half-smile, “You will also find a way to make Kafni succeed on the throne, right?”
“That doesn’t conflict with my support for a certain prince now — or rather, my support for her father.” Annan replied calmly and softly, “Kafni’s curse is not in a hurry.”
Judging from the Silver Sire Church’s previous actions, he knew who the new king in Silver Sire’s heart was.
It could only be Kafni’s father, His Royal Highness Albert.
Thanks to Philip’s murdering of his siblings, Silver Sire did not have much choice these days.
Since Silver Sire did not express his support for Elizabeth at the funeral. It showed that He was not satisfied with Princess Royal. Not very satisfied, at least for now. Philip did not intend to get Silver Sire’s support initially. He just wanted Silver Sire to have no other option.
Then, there was only one answer.
Albert had no outstanding talent, even as a king and noble. His grasp of people’s hearts and politics was relatively poor. His emotional intelligence was probably not as good as that of his daughter, Her Royal Highness Princess Kafni.
But that could be his perk too.
Albert had no pros but no cons, either. He was not alcoholic, playful, lascivious, or lazy. He did not have any obsession with power and did not even think about inheriting the throne, so he did not know exactly what his older brothers and sisters did.
His temperament and personality were calm. He wouldn’t get angry when scolded, and he wouldn’t be anxious if he were to fail.
It also meant that he was an easy-to-manage king.
Silver Sire chose Albert instead of Elizabeth, who was significantly more capable and widespread, indicating that His next goal was to strengthen His control over the Noah Kingdom.
“Are you planning to make a big move?” Annan speculated rationally.
Silver Sire was watching Annan with interest.
Because of Annan’s question, the corners of His mouth rose and He blinked.
“If I say that I’m going to make Kafni the King…” said Silver Sire slowly.”
“…What?” Annan was startled.
Then he suddenly reacted and asked, “Why?”
Kafni was a Fallen.
She could turn into a demon at any time — at least Annan did not think it was appropriate for her to be the king in this situation.
Our king was a demon.
Just by saying this, Annan felt that it was terrible.
“This is based on other considerations. The reason why your identity is exposed is also for Kafni’s good.” Silver Sire squinted slightly and looked at Annan, “Can you understand?”
“En, no problem.”
“Also, the price you gave is not enough for me to do it myself. We separate personal relations from business. All I can do is send you in person and give you a temporary buff that makes you immune to immediate death.”
“But I think you probably won’t watch me die?”
“That’s natural.”
Silver Sire smiled, then admitted, “If I confirm you’ve failed, I’ll take you away.
“After all, Bernardino is the Fifth Mirror, and you’ve only just gotten three pages of the Book of Divine Transporter. He’s not the enemy you’re capable of facing right now.”
“But if I kill him — it won’t be a problem, right?”
“That’s natural!” Silver Sire laughed and said in a hearty and loud voice, “For the Divine Transporter, fate-based interference is ineffective. That’s because fate is the Wheel of Divine Transporter. So what you do is destiny.
“If you can kill him, it means that he is destined to perish here; if you can’t, then it’s your fate that you can’t do it at all.”
I see. Annan nodded calmly.
Salvatore said hesitantly, “So, Annan…”
“You are not allowed to go,” Annan answered without hesitation.
