Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1265 Victoria's Root of Disease

"Yeah." After reading the readings detected by Apollonia and referring to the medical advice given by Apollonia, Shangluo nodded.

"What's going on? Doctor? Can I still be saved?"

"The readings show that your physical condition has indeed become healthy. But as expected, your disease has not been resolved and the root cause of your illness is still there."

"My heart hasn't been cured yet, right?"

"I think this may be caused by some supernatural reasons, so the rejuvenation pill that can only treat mortal diseases cannot cure your illness."

"Then doctor, what can I do to regain my health?"

"Actually, I have this idea." Shangluo put away the silver thread. "If we calculate it according to birth, aging, sickness and death, is it possible that Victoria's heart turned into stone, not because of the disease. It's the other three of birth, aging, sickness and death."

"You mean, I'm getting old?!"

"No I mean, you're dying."

"Eh!" Victoria was shocked. "Is that so?"

"Because this explains why your heart needs phlogiston to move. Those objects you mentioned before that needed phlogiston to move were not all living things. They were basically dead. Either they were already dead, or they had never been alive."

"Oh, this." Victoria pressed her forehead. "It makes sense. Or what you said makes sense. So this means that a part of me is dead?"

"I'm afraid this is not an ordinary death. Did your heart turn into stone? And it became stronger. This is not a human way to die. What is this?"

"Ah! It's an angel!" Victoria slapped her head. "That's what angels look like! Am I turning into an angel? My heart is turning into stone, just like the angels carved in stone."

"Wait." Shangluo asked, "When did you start to get sick?"

"What happened after he inherited the throne?"

"Ah! Does your father have such a disease?"

"Hmm???" Shangluo asked this, and Victoria suddenly fell into thought.

Phaethon, who was standing by, suddenly grabbed Shangluo's arm and said, "You seem to have asked some very important questions."

“Is it not allowed to ask this?”

"I vaguely know something. Although it's not the details, it's something I can't ask. It seems to be related to the throne. But you are the King of Rome, you have no taboos, so you are free to ask anything."

"Ah!" Victoria exclaimed, "Indeed! I remember now! My father also had many illnesses. But as soon as he abdicated, he immediately became healthy, and I started to get sick instead. I had been wondering if this curse came from the throne. Now that I have ruled out the cause of 'illness', I have completely understood - this is not an illness! It is a curse! A curse leads to death."

[As expected of a professional, he seemed to have grasped the key point right away. Indeed, medicines for curing diseases cannot cure curses.] "Who is cursing you?" Shangluo asked.

"I don't know," Victoria shook her head. "But it seems that I really need to talk to my father. Why did he do this to me? Why did he give me all these curses!"

Victoria was so angry that she ate two more pieces of braised pig's face.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. In a fit of rage, she ate three more pieces.

Victoria is now in a very positive mood - if it was not long ago, she would have been depressed because of such a blow. But now, Victoria, who has recovered, will not be so easily depressed. She plans to eat a full meal and then go to her father to settle the score.

The midnight snack ended after eating the braised pig face. Yanqiu was on her year-end vacation and would stay here. Before leaving, she said that her parents would also come to Beijing to celebrate the New Year, so she would not go home.

Zhu Ling also had a smile on her face when she returned - this was her first time providing treatment to someone, and it was a great success.

Victoria was not so depressed. She sat in the back seat, looking out the window, watching the street lights pass by one by one.

Back home, in the attic.

"No need to look for His Majesty." When Victoria was about to make a call, Ms. Agatha stopped her and said, "I can answer this question."

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"So, Sister Agatha, have you actually known this all along?"

"That's why I didn't want you to leave alone because I was afraid you'd get hurt."

"So, why is this? Is this some kind of curse?"

"It's not really a curse," Ms. Agatha replied. "In fact, you have just guessed the answer - yes, you are turning into an angel. Although the process is indeed very similar to a disease and the final result is not entirely positive, it is generally neutral. In the end, you will have a perfect body like an angel, as powerful as an angel, and as wise as an angel. In short, it is the body of a demigod."

"Then I have no objection." Victoria said, "I'm not saying I can accept it. In fact, I can't accept it. Although not long ago, I might still be happy to become a demigod. Phaethon is a demigod."

"I'm not a stone statue," Phaethon reminded. "Although there are many restrictions on me, such as not being able to enter the house and only being able to drink wine, etc., I am still basically a human being. It's different when I become an angel."

"Oh, that's not important." Victoria waved her hand. "The main thing is that I have made many friends now, and I still want to communicate with them in a human body. However, I don't object to the decision you and my father made before. After all, this is for the Roman Empire and the Isaurian family. But..."

Victoria looked at her. "I still want to ask, why? Although I will not refuse to make sacrifices for the family. But why not my father?"

"Because it's completely different for him. Your father has a very dark mentality. If it were him, he would become a demonic fallen angel. Only the bright Majesty Victoria can become a holy angel and obtain a demigod body. If it were your father, he would probably become a demon."

"Tsk, entrusting this kind of work to his only daughter, this is indeed quite insane. Anyway, don't worry that I will protest. I can accept the existence of this 'curse', but I won't let it develop. I will fight it. As for my father, I think he may need Shangluo's medicine to cure his black heart. He is a bad guy, I hope he can become a good guy."

(End of this chapter)