NOVEL ONLINE FREE Chapter 607: -79- Sudden Change
The childish voice, full of mockery, echoed in everyone's heart.
For a moment, the entire ceremony fell into an eerie silence.
The spectators whispered among themselves, while the nobles who had just been praising on the stage looked at each other in dismay.
"Ants… ants?"
"Thin bloodline…?"
"Blasphemy toward God?"
"Is this… talking about Prince Henry?"
Low murmurs gradually rose among the crowd, and everyone's gaze refocused on Prince Henry.
The childish voice made no effort to hide itself, and everyone heard it loud and clear.
This included the voice's self-proclamation and the mockery toward Prince Henry.
Undoubtedly, the voice belonged to the Roman Sword that had been summoned, and Prince Henry, who had summoned the Roman Sword… it seemed he had not gained the Roman Sword's acknowledgment.
What… what was going on?
Wasn't the light just now incredibly dazzling?
The people looked puzzled.
Feeling those confused gazes fixed on him, Prince Henry broke out in a cold sweat.
Wait…, this doesn't seem right.
Wasn't it said that the Roman Sword wouldn't care about his bloodline?
And its voice sounded…
It didn't seem like it belonged to a child with the intelligence of a ten-year-old!
Prince Henry felt alarmed and anxious, finding today's ceremony gradually slipping out of control, with the Roman Sword's reaction differing completely from the ancient records.
You see, although the Roman Contract Book hadn't been used for many years, not having been used for many years and never having been used at all are two different matters.
The ancestors of the Roman family had indeed employed a similar method of summoning before.
But the situations they encountered were nothing like his, they were indeed quite different.
He couldn't help but glance toward Duke Conte on the high platform, sending a subtle plea for help with his eyes.
However, when he looked that way, he found Duke Conte wearing a stunned expression as well, seemingly unprepared for the current situation.
Prince Henry felt completely numb.
But he knew he had no way out.
Taking a deep breath, Prince Henry gathered his courage once more and looked up at the Roman Sword floating in midair. He carefully selected his words, his voice respectfully saying:
"Lord Roman, I… I have not deceived you, it was indeed I who initiated the ceremony, waking you from your slumber!"
"The bloodline of the Roman family is truly not what it once was, I must admit, our Roman family's current strength is indeed not comparable to those illustrious ancestors in history…"
"But… but that is precisely why we wanted to summon you, we hope you can help us according to the contract, and reclaim our ancestor's glory!"
"I have never harbored any blasphemous thoughts; toward the great ancestors, I have always held reverence, never once considering blasphemy toward God!"
Hearing Prince Henry's words, the spectating crowd and the observing nobles all paused in shock, then pondered thoughtfully.
"It seems indeed that the Roman family has truly declined, all these years we've only summoned the projection of the Roman Sword, but actually summoning the Roman Sword itself, this is the first time in hundreds of years…"
"Could it be that Lord Roman is dissatisfied with the current decline of the Roman family?"
"So… if the bloodline has weakened, then the King Himself must be the same, it shouldn't be Prince Henry's fault?"
"Perhaps… clarifying things might earn Divine Artifact Lord's forgiveness."
The surrounding crowd murmured amongst themselves.
Listening to Prince Henry's words, the divine light on the Roman Sword paused slightly, seemingly surprised by his response.
Seeing the Roman Sword fall silent, a wave of relief washed over Prince Henry.
Clearly, although the Roman Sword's intelligence didn't seem to match the documented records, it didn't appear to be excessively high either.
But just as he breathed a sigh of relief, the childish voice rang out again, carrying a cold laugh and anger:
"Humph! Crafty humans, you almost had me fooled!"
"Indeed, the ceremony was initiated by you, but it was the Contract Book that successfully awakened me!" ThisversionwassourcedfromM|V|L^EMPYR.
"For all these incomplete summonings by you, the descendants of the Roman family, I have turned a blind eye, just to fulfill the ancient contract. But now, you dare to blaspheme God right in front of me? That is absolutely unforgivable!"
With these words, the Roman Sword shone brilliantly, and a terrifying pressure burst forth, pinning Prince Henry to the ground:
"Wretched ant, shameless liar, audacious thief!"
"You couldn't possibly think that the great Lord Roman doesn't know who truly activated the Contract Book?"
"Speak! Blasphemer! The blood you dripped onto the Contract Book, whose did you steal it from?!"
The voice of the Roman Sword was immensely authoritative, carrying a towering rage that echoed in everyone's ears.
Hearing the Roman Sword's words, the observing nobles and spectators were all astonished.
"Stolen… stolen blood?"
"This… could it be that the blood that activated the Contract Book wasn't Prince Henry's, which is why Divine Artifact Lord is so enraged?"
"Prince Henry… what exactly is going on? Are you really deceiving the ceremony?"
With the Roman Sword exposing the secret of the contract in public, Prince Henry's expression drastically changed, his face turning instantly pale.
And seeing his expression, the crowd observing the ceremony believed even more in the Divine Artifact Roman Sword's reprimand.
For a moment, the nobles who had once supported Prince Henry all showed disappointment, while those who were just there for the spectacle looked at him with mockery and scorn.