Chapter 371: Minos's Past
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After the last heavenly lightning strike, Sang Luo nearly lost her life. Enduring the pain, she quickly cast healing spells, and her body returned to its original state.
She survived this ordeal!
Golden, sacred temporal power emerged in her palm, transforming into a sharp blade that sliced through the void.
A time tunnel of a black hole vortex slowly appeared.
Sang Luo stepped inside.
The surrounding world slowly faded and disappeared. She seemed to hear Fei Yuan and the others' voices. Turning her head to look, she saw only darkness behind her.
“…”
Closing her eyes, a golden ray of light appeared before her. This line was very, very long, guiding her slowly forward.
She didn't know how long she walked.
The light grew weaker and weaker.
Until it completely disappeared.
Voices and footsteps slowly emerged in her ears.
“Archangel, there’s an unfamiliar female over there, with black hair!”
“Could she be a Fallen Angel?”
“Capture her first!”
Sang Luo was immediately confronted by several angels shouting to kill upon her arrival, and she was almost caught and thrown into prison.
She didn't dare to fight back, quickly becoming invisible and escaping, while also using her mental power to erase the memories of those who had seen her.
The guards stood blankly in place, touched their heads, and then left.
The Holy Palace hadn't changed much in hundreds or thousands of years. Sang Luo was very familiar with this place. She remembered Minos mentioning that his father and mother had passed away when he was very young. The previous Holy Emperor then took the position. He had been a Holy Son since childhood, and his palace was on the east side of the Holy Palace.
Sang Luo had learned her lesson this time, transforming into the appearance of an ordinary mixed-blood angel, unrecognizable to outsiders.
“Are you a servant in the palace? You look a little unfamiliar. I don’t seem to have seen you before?” the Archangel asked.
Sang Luo said, “I’m new here.”
“Let me see your Holy Seal?”
Sang Luo opened her right palm, and the Holy Seal for entering and exiting the Holy Palace was clearly visible.
There were many servants in the Holy Palace, and the Archangel couldn't possibly recognize everyone. As long as one had the Holy Seal, they had the qualification to enter and exit the Holy Palace.
From the idle gossip of the palace servants, Sang Luo learned that Minos was now a Holy Son of the Holy Palace, but she wasn't sure which point in time she had traveled to. She wanted to see Minos at this time again, but she couldn't find a suitable opportunity.
She heard that since the Holy Son was born, his health hadn't been very good. He had always been weak and sickly. A few days ago, his temporal power overflowed and went out of control, nearly killing him. After being rescued, he remained unconscious.
The Holy Son's palace was guarded by people coming and going. As a servant, she didn't even have the qualifications to get close.
Half a month later, Sang Luo finally found an opportunity.
In these days, she frequently tried to gain favor with the Archangel. Seeing that she was nimble, the Archangel gave her the opportunity to take care of the Holy Son.
The Archangel had specially instructed Sang Luo that the Holy Son had a special constitution and was physically weak, unable to be contaminated by any filth. She had to change into special clothes before going to the palace, and she had to undergo various disinfection procedures when entering and exiting… It was extremely strict. Sang Luo complained inwardly, 'Is this how Minos's cleanliness came about?'
“Holy Son, it’s time to take your medicine.”
Sang Luo entered the palace with the medicine.
Walking to the bed in the inner hall, she lifted the white curtain and saw the unconscious golden-haired boy.
He looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old, his face thin and pale, without a trace of vitality, like a blue rose about to wither.
Sang Luo frowned. She had heard those rumors, but she didn't expect Minos's body to be so weak when he was young. The power of time was too powerful and terrifying, far beyond what a child could bear.
She might be able to help him channel it, but she couldn't do that.
All of this was destined for Minos to endure, and she couldn't change his growth trajectory.
Sang Luo placed the medicinal soup on the table. A golden dagger emerged in her palm. She slowly walked to the bedside, the dagger pointed at the boy's chest… There was no reaction.
This dagger, condensed with the power of past Holy Emperors, was the bane of Fallen Angels, with an extremely keen sense of depraved angelic power.
Now, Minos's Soul Bone of Fate was in his body, and the Holy Emperor hadn't had time to attack yet. That was good.
Sang Luo breathed a sigh of relief. She hadn't found the wrong timeline.
The boy on the sickbed opened his eyes at some point, frowning as he looked at her. His voice, containing a hint of childishness, was light as the wind, “Who… are you? Are you trying to assassinate me?”
“Ah, no, no! Your Highness is mistaken!” Sang Luo quickly put away the dagger, laughing awkwardly.
The boy's beautiful light golden eyebrows furrowed even deeper. He clearly saw the sharp weapon in her hand, but the aura on the dagger inexplicably made him feel familiar, and he didn't feel a trace of killing intent… It was really strange.
He then carefully scrutinized the servant in front of him, an extremely unfamiliar face.
“You’re not a beastman of the Angel race. You’re from the outside world.”
The boy slowly spoke.
“…” She didn't expect to be recognized by him at first glance. Minos deserved to be the future Holy Emperor. Her disguise could fool those people outside, but it couldn't fool Minos when he was young.
Sang Luo didn't intend to remove her disguise. Thousands of years later would be her first meeting with Minos. If the two knew each other now, it might disturb the timeline, and the future might evolve into an unfamiliar appearance.
“Get out.” The boy's tone wasn't friendly.
“I was specially sent by the Archangel to take care of Your Highness. Please drink the medicine first.” Sang Luo picked up the bowl of medicine from the table and handed it to him.
The boy didn't take it. He called out towards the door, “Someone.”
Sang Luo was swept by a sense of crisis of being dismissed, “What is Your Highness doing? Am I not serving you properly? You can tell me anything you need!”
The boy was in poor health, and his voice was very soft, “Not of my race, unknown origin, I, cough cough, I’m not at ease… Request the Archangel to reinvestigate your identity…”
He wanted to attack her at first sight, but he had just woken up and was too weak, unable to mobilize energy, so he spared her life.
“Please rest assured, Your Highness, I will definitely not harm you. I really just want to take care of Your Highness!” Sang Luo was loyal, “If I really had malicious intentions, I would have acted when Your Highness was unconscious!”
“You were holding a dagger just now.”
“…That, Your Highness really saw it wrong!” It was hard to explain.
The boy quietly scrutinized her for a few seconds. Perhaps he really couldn't see obvious malice in her, he relented a little, “If you want me to believe you, you shouldn’t appear with a false face.”
“This…”
Sang Luo hesitated.
The boy opened his mouth, “Someone.”
“Alright! I’ll remove the disguise! But only for Your Highness to see. Please don’t tell anyone!”
The boy looked at Sang Luo in surprise, then nodded slightly.
There were no female servants in the palace. All the attendants and servants were male. To make it easier, Sang Luo simply transformed into a tall and strong male servant.
A nearly two-meter-tall man instantly transformed into a graceful and slender female, her face delicate and charming, her voice soft and clear. Undoubtedly, this brought a huge shock to the boy's heart, and his azure blue pupils suddenly contracted and trembled.
