Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 13 His Majesty's Loyalty!

"Peyton, I have something to ask you," Caesar said calmly.

“Your Majesty, please speak!” Peyton said respectfully.

"Where did the Hayward family get their information about me?"

Judging from what Peyton said, he didn't seem to know about the Cocoon of Origin, and instead used the term "sleeping". It's highly likely that the information the Hayworth family currently possesses is also fragmented and incomplete.

Since that's the case, I shouldn't tell him everything for now, but instead try to get information indirectly.

But Payton looked disgusted.

"Your Majesty, I am not capable of obtaining any information about you. Although our family knows that you are not dead, but are in the process of metamorphosis and ascending to godhood, we should be protecting you at all times. However, too many things have happened over the years. During my second generation of family head, we lost information about your progress in metamorphosis. After that, we can only wait for you to awaken and personally summon us."

It seems their information has also become fragmented, and the information they have about themselves is like myths and legends.

He thought for a moment, then asked, "Do you know anything about the other people's current situation?"

"The others?" Payton paused slightly.

By the way, what my grandfather said was that six founding generals who followed His Majesty in his campaigns were granted the right to enter the Divine Kingdom. These were His Majesty's most trusted people, and what His Majesty heard about were probably the descendants of these few.

He replied, "At present, all I know is that Marshal Galicia's descendants, one of whom, Clorin Garcia, is working in intelligence in the northern kingdoms."

Galicia is the second phantom figure on the left, a short man who is the first marshal of his imperial army. He once led three thousand soldiers to defeat more than twenty thousand enemy soldiers. His command ability is unparalleled, and he can be said to be a god of war.

"So, are you in contact with him now?" Caesar asked.

“If Your Majesty requires, I can contact him,” Peyton said.

Caesar thought for a moment and then said, "No need. There's no need to reveal my awakening to anyone for now."

“Yes!” Peyton said.

He was well aware that if this were to get out, the whole world would be thrown into chaos!
"And... there's another one, General Fanit." At this point, Peyton fell silent again, as if it were something difficult to say.

“It’s alright, speak,” Caesar said.

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Peyton said. “After your death, General Fanet rebelled, but was defeated by my ancestor. However, out of consideration for past relations, my ancestor spared his two younger sons, and so they have continued to live on to this day. But I believe that his descendants…”

Fanit, a general who commanded 200,000 imperial troops and had once been awarded the title of marshal, had his character flaws severely tarnished the reputation of the imperial army. Caesar even stripped him of his marshal title.

In fact, Caesar had known about Fanet's rebellion since the history books, even while he was still alive. Fanet had an incredibly fanatical pursuit of power, and Caesar had severely punished him for it. After that, Fanet became much more low-key.

Before entering the cocoon of origin, he specifically told Sothos to be wary of Fanit and how to deal with him if he rebelled.

So he wasn't surprised.

"I understand," Caesar replied calmly.

"that's all?"

Peyton was somewhat surprised; even upon hearing of the betrayal by his brother who had once risked his life for him, the emperor's tone remained completely unchanged.

His Majesty the Emperor is indeed very shrewd.
“Peyton, I have another task for you,” Caesar said.

“We will not fail in our mission,” Payton replied.

“Compile all the changes that have occurred in this world, bind them into a book, and bring it with you when you enter the Celestial Realm next time,” Caesar said.

"I understand!" Peyton replied readily, fully comprehending the order.

"Your Majesty, if there is anything else I can do for you, please feel free to give my instructions."

Caesar thought about it and realized that he didn't need anything else at the moment.

"If I have other orders, I will summon you again."

“Yes,” Peyton replied respectfully.

Then, he suddenly remembered something and quickly said:

"By the way, Your Majesty, before our ancestor died, he left you a keepsake, instructing us to give it to you after you awaken."

Sothos left me something?
Caesar pondered for a moment and said, "Bring it with you next time you are summoned." But Peyton looked troubled and said, "Our ancestor instructed that you must come to fetch this in person, and this is very important."

"personally?"

Caesar frowned, wondering what kind of trouble this guy had gotten himself into this time.

But since that's what they said, I can't force him to break the family tradition.

"I understand. When the time is right, I will go and retrieve it myself."

"Yes! We await Your Majesty's arrival at any time!"

Caesar said calmly, "You should go back now. I'm sorry to have troubled you by summoning you here today."

"Your Majesty, I will do anything for you, even risk my life!"

Payton once again expressed his loyalty.

Caesar let out a low laugh:
"You and Sothos are very similar."

Actually, they're not that similar; that's just a polite way of putting it.

"No, our ancestor was a legendary figure renowned throughout the world. How could I dare to compare myself to him?" Peyton said, but he was also very excited to be spoken to by His Majesty.

Caesar then said nothing more and sent him out of the heavens.

Peyton disappeared, and Caesar climbed out from behind the throne, taking a deep look at the reappearing phantom of Sothos.

Six hundred years later, his descendants are still so loyal to him, which moves him deeply.

However, I can't tell Payton too much for now. All I can do now is get some information from him. If I ask him for anything else, he might figure out my true situation.

Before you grow up and have enough ability, you must be careful in everything you do.

"I'm so tired."

As a baby, simply using imperial power was exhausting for him, and now he just wanted to go back to sleep.

Looking at the other seven illusory figures above the hall, he thought for a moment and decided not to try to summon others for the time being. Although others might also pass on their qualification to enter the Heavenly Realm to their descendants, he could not guarantee that they would be as loyal as Peyton.

He also had a premonition that what Sothos had left him was hidden there, and that he couldn't retrieve it now.

"So I still need to grow up first."

A deep, helpless sigh echoed through the empty palace.

The holy light gradually faded, and Payton returned to his room and to his bed.
As he recalled everything that had just happened, he suddenly noticed a faint golden pattern on the back of his hand, resembling a star compass.

The qualifications inherited from one's grandfather are not outwardly apparent, but this signifies that he has replaced his ancestor, gained the approval of the Holy Emperor, and truly obtained the qualification to enter the Formless Heavenly Domain.

"This isn't a dream, it's real."

Looking at the two portraits hanging on the wall, Peyton was instantly moved to tears.

He rose shakily, went to the portrait, knelt down, and looked at it, saying:

"Ancestor, can you see it? His Majesty has returned! After six hundred years of protection, the family's long-awaited victory has finally come!"

He covered his face and cried uncontrollably.

The servants outside heard the crying coming from his room, opened the door, and saw the current head of the household kneeling before the portrait, weeping bitterly.

“Mr. Hayward, what is this?” the servant asked in surprise.

Peyton slowly rose, took a deep breath, composed himself, and said to the servant, "Go tell Everley to bring the family seal back to me!"

“But Mr. Everett was on your orders to handle the inheritance transfer,” the servant said.

Peyton suddenly became excited, jumped up, and shouted at the servant:
"Enough nonsense! Go tell Everley right now! His father isn't planning on dying! He's going to live for another twenty years! Damn it! Long live the Emperor!"

(End of this chapter)