Lord: Marry the villain's daughter at the beginning?

Lucanus did not accept Linde's invitation to become one of the prime ministers of the empire. He had learned assassination, lurking and espionage since he was a child. Of course, after such a long time, Lucanus naturally had experience in assisting and governing, but certainly not as much as Cassius. He was a jester and was not suitable to be a prime minister.

Now, both the recorders and compilers have been recruited by the empire as formal employees, doing their respective jobs.

Lucanus did not join the official organization to compile history, but hid in his own small building and wrote his own history.

The authenticity of history is very important, but Lucanus is a bard after all. He knows what kind of history people like to read, so he plans to write history in the form of stories. This is also in line with the consistent style of the compilers. In the words of Your Majesty, this is called a romance.

Well... Your Majesty probably won't mind if I add some specious unofficial history, so I'll just start with your life story and start writing.

After completing the first volume of his history, Lucanus burned a copy of the manuscript along with a map of the present-day empire in front of a tombstone.

"Cassius, my dream has come true."

Looking at the dancing flames burning his manuscript and the current map of the empire, Lucanus said as if talking to himself: "Our dream has come true. No matter what, I won this time."

"You should be deep in the sea of ​​consciousness now, becoming part of the collective consciousness of humanity. Maybe part of my consciousness is being influenced by you right now. But death is death, you can't come back. Whether physically or mentally, Cassius no longer exists."

This is a very rare and sparsely populated cemetery around the imperial capital. The cold wind blew, and the flames in front of the tomb swayed. Lucanus did not show any professional supernatural powers, but silently took out more manuscripts from his bag to help the flame burn.

"But my king, it should be His Majesty the Emperor who said that if there is something you want to give to the dead, just burn it for him. His Majesty's words are the truth. As long as he says it's okay, it's definitely okay. So I will assume that you have received it. I hope you won't be angered by the unofficial history I wrote."

At this moment, Lucanus seemed like an ordinary decadent man who had lost his best friend. There was no trace of coldness in him anymore, nor did he look like a jester who usually liked to speak with exaggerated body language.

After the unification of the empire, Lucanus no longer looked crazy as before. Instead, he became more and more peaceful, and less and less like an old monster who had survived from the end of the old empire to the present.

Then, Lucanus took out some pictures and burned them together, saying, "To be honest, I can't remember what the empire was like before after repeated mental washing. In fact, you can't remember it clearly at the time either. We are all old guys, but it doesn't matter. At least the new empire will not be like what I saw in Anjou. Saint Isa and His Majesty the Emperor have helped your king clean up his mess."

"Children nowadays don't have to crawl into chimneys and be smoked out like they did in Anjou, nor do they have to undergo various experiments from childhood like we did, and eventually become immortal monsters with only spiritual consciousness left."

Having said this, Lucanus took out some pills from his bag and threw them into the fire.

"Try it. This is the latest pill made by Lantern Dream. It is designed to help us, the old-time bards, relieve pain. I have tried it and it is very effective. At least it can relieve my headache when writing stories. But I don't like these pills. After taking them, I always feel that I don't have much time left. Although the nuns of Lantern Dream told me that I can hold on for a long time, do you know?"

Lucanus threw some more pills into the fire and said, "That's like the last-ditch care for a dying person."

"But I also understand that I might really have to come to accompany you soon. We have been able to hold on until now, all thanks to our obsession and will. Now my obsession is almost gone. Maybe when I finish writing this history, the obsession will completely disappear."

The flames flickered slightly again, but did not weaken, as if responding to Lucanus. Being able to disappear after dispelling his obsession was actually a great blessing. Lucanus also waited for the flames to respond before slowly getting up.

"I have to leave too. It's almost time for Lantern Dream to check on me. I hope everything is well with you over there, my friend."

It is winter now. Although it is not as cold as the north, the wind is still howling. If it were in the past, most people would have been lucky not to have frozen to death, let alone pedestrians on the streets. But now, in places closer to the center of the imperial capital, the streets are still crowded with people.

Lucanus moved flexibly along the street, looking at the crowds welcoming the new year. He couldn't help but stop and stand on the side of the street to watch the endless stream of people.

Today, this imperial capital has become the absolute center of Mu Continent, and the elves have walked out of the forest. At least in the imperial capital, people are no longer surprised when they see elves or even dragons flying by.

There were also many people coming from the Sauron Continent, most of whom were the original kings and nobles of some small countries in the Sauron Continent. These people were generally quite wealthy. After all, they were kings of a small place. Looking at these foreigners who were trying to integrate into the empire, Lucanus seemed to have flashed back some memories of the empire at that time.

The empire at that time seemed to have such a period, so powerful and beautiful that even though the bards had been spiritually washed away and had forgotten most things, they still wanted to return to the empire that once stood at the top of the world.

Who will be impressed by this scene before our eyes? Will someone in the future also strive for this scene like the bards did in the past?

When Lucanus was immersed in his memories, he suddenly heard a noise. It turned out that a group of children were surrounding a street performer, who was performing various magical tricks, which made the children cheer.

It was indeed magic, but it was just some of the most basic spells combined with some simple rune applications to create a magical effect.

Seeing this, Lucanus seemed to have forgotten that he still had to go to the lantern dream for an examination. Instead, he conjured up several balloons from his hands, inflated them with magic, and changed the shapes of the balloons in his hands, turning them into various animals and monsters, and then picked up a toy flute and began to play it.

The children at the outermost edge of the street performer's side were immediately attracted and waved enthusiastically, wanting the balloon in Lucanus's hand.

Lucanus, with a solemn but somewhat comical ceremony, handed his balloon to the boy who jumped the highest, and said, "Your most loyal jester greets you, my lord."