773: Chapter 766: Illusion 773: Chapter 766: Illusion Shariya has always felt regretful toward the princess.
He is the kind of person who is passionate about enlightening others, with a keen desire for talent.
When Tangmo was identified as a magic prodigy, if it weren’t for the crowd of people in the scene, he probably would have been jumping for joy as well.
Leaving aside the princess’ identity, her aptitude alone is quite remarkable and well-suited for learning magic.
Therefore, he naturally felt extrely regretful at the loss of such a student.
Cheng Ziang has been trying to fish for information, but to no avail.
After much deliberation, he decided to take a calculated risk.
So he stepped forward, looked seriously at Shariya, and asked, “Dean Shariya, I have an important question to ask you.
However, before asking, I hope you can keep it confidential for .
Is that okay?”
“What question?” Shariya was also very cautious when dealing with Cheng Ziang’s request.
After all, he was from the Church Court.
If Cheng Ziang asked so secrets related to the Church Court, there was no way he would answer.
“It’s a question about .” Cheng Ziang replied.
“Certainly no problem, I swear in the na of the God of Light, I will keep this secret for you.” Shariya solemnly assured.
“Thank you, Dean,” Cheng Ziang bowed gratefully, and then took a deep breath and asked him, “Dean Shariya, have you ever t King Gudelv of Odelanqi?”
“Of course, I have.
Although I belong to the Church Court, I was born in Odelanqi as well.
How could I not have t our King?” Shariya naturally answered.
Hearing his words, Cheng Ziang took another deep breath and slightly pursed his lips.
“Up next, the question I want to ask, I hope Dean Shariya can keep it confidential for .”
“Go ahead,” Shariya nodded.
“Since Dean Shariya has t King Gudelv, do you think there’s a resemblance between the King and ?” Cheng Ziang carefully asked.
Upon hearing his words, Shariya initially was stunned, and then his pupils rapidly constricted.
Cheng Ziang’s remark seed to shatter a barrier in his mind, allowing him to imdiately comprehend.
Before the question, Shariya always felt sothing was off about Cheng Ziang and that sothing peculiar was about him.
But after his reminder, Shariya instantly ca to a realization.
The image of King Gudelv and Cheng Ziang overlapped in his mind.
“You…” Shariya was wide-eyed, his mouth agape, looking at Cheng Ziang.
He wasn’t sure whether it was an illusion; the well-inford Shariya seed to see a lot of people reflected in Cheng Ziang.
To be honest, Cheng Ziang and King Gudelv don’t exactly resemble each other, but that did not clear the doubts in his heart, because he felt that Cheng Ziang appeared to be the image of both Princess Lin and Yalunte.
Although Princess Lin and King Gudelv are siblings, they don’t look like each other.
Gudelv resembles the old king, while Lin takes after her mother.
After observing for just a few seconds, Shariya concluded Cheng Ziang and King Gudelv weren’t particularly similar in appearance, but their aura was strikingly similar.
Furthermore, it truly astonished him that he saw Princess Lin’s reflection in Cheng Ziang.
When Feliz comnted that Cheng Ziang looked like the King, she was probably referring to how his aura was very similar, rather than his appearance.
Because, if Cheng Ziang did resemble the King, he would have been noticed the mont he set foot in Holy Heart City.
Shariya has t Princess Lin, and he could say unreservedly that the princess is the most beautiful person he has ever t, so her image is still fresh in his mory to date.
“You, you are…” Shariya, shaking, pointed at Cheng Ziang.
Due to his overwhelming emotions, he was at a loss for words.
“Frankly speaking, I do not know about my parentage either.
But since people keep ntioning it, I can’t but doubt my own birth.” Cheng Ziang said solemnly.
Cheng Ziang’s words montarily cooled Shariya down.
It was evident that Cheng Ziang didn’t look like the King.
Otherwise, seeing the King so frequently, how could he not have recognized Cheng when he saw him.
However, Cheng Ziang’s words unlocked the barriers in his heart, and Shariya finally realized that, although Cheng Ziang didn’t resemble the King, they both shared identical temperants.
This was why Cheng Ziang always gave him an odd sense of discord.
Looking at it this way, Cheng Ziang must have intricate connections with the Princess, as King Odelanqi only had two children and no other branches of bloodline.
If Cheng Ziang was related to the Odelanqi royal family, he was either the King’s off-spring or that of Princess Lin’s.
Upon further thought, if the news of the Princess’s pregnancy back then was confird, then the child would probably be around the sa age as Cheng Ziang now.
In other words, Cheng Ziang could very likely be the son of Yalunte and Princess Lin!
Shariya pressed against his forehead, his mind in a haze and his vision sparked as if hit by shocking news.
Taking a deep breath, he lifted up his head and stared again at Cheng Ziang standing opposite him.
In his daze, Cheng Ziang’s figure gradually beca blurry and split into two fuzzy shadows.
Then the two vague silhouettes slowly sharpened, transforming into young Yalunte and Princess Lin.
They were standing in front of Shariya, smiling gently at each other as if scenes from past years were re-enacting right before him.
Like a reversal of ti, the Magic Crystal desk lamp on his table reverted back to the old model from more than twenty years ago.
Looking at the back of his own hand, even his skin had beco smooth, unlike now riddled with furrows and crevices.
Yalunte and Princess Lin seed to be in mid-conversation, smiling as they exchanged words.
Despite their close proximity, he couldn’t hear their voices, the chatter sounding more like a drone of buzzes.
Shariya covered his face with both hands, closed his eyes, and deeply inhaled.
The droning in his mind beca more clamorous, eventually transforming into thundering echoes reverberating in his head.
Only when the roaring subsided in his mind did Shariya dared to let go of his hands and looked over at Cheng Ziang.
The images of Yalunte and Princess Lin had long vanished, replaced by the clear image of Cheng Ziang.
He looked at the table and saw the lamp had returned to the latest model.
His hands were as wrinkled as before.
This dream-like experience returned everything back to normal.
“Are you alright?” Cheng Ziang noticed Shariya’s peculiar behavior and couldn’t help but ask with concern.
“Pri…” At the sound of his voice, Shariya quivered and nearly let the word ‘Princess’ slip.
Although Cheng Ziang had a male voice, his mind automatically replaced it with the charming voice of Princess Lin.
Once this notion took shape, Shariya couldn’t look straight at Cheng Ziang.
No matter how he looked, he could see the Princess in Cheng Ziang.
Their movents, expressions, and at tis even their voices, were all alike.
“You don’t resemble the King at all!” Shariya finally broke the silence.
“Oh!” Hearing this, Cheng Ziang was inevitably disappointed and lowered his head with a sigh.
“However,” Shariya shifted gears, looking at Cheng Ziang he continued, “Your deanor matches the King’s.
That regality is sothing only a royal has.
Those that say you look like the King probably felt this aura in you.”
“So you’re saying!” Cheng Ziang blinked, his eyes widening in surprise.
Thinking about it, if Cheng Ziang was the son of Princess Lin and Yalunte, it would make sense.
Cheng Ziang was a headquarters man, and Yalunte also worked tirelessly for them.
Shariya knew Yalunte would never have submitted to them unless he sought sothing from the headquarters.
He used to wonder why the once magnificent and fad sword-saint would humble himself to beco a puppet of Earth.
Now he realized that Cheng Ziang might be the answer.
Still, one question remained unanswered for Shariya.
Where did the Princess go?
Over the last twenty years, he saw Yalunte and Cheng Ziang, but not once did he see Princess Lin.
Thus, a terrifying thought crossed his mind: Princess Lin might have died.
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