Entering from the side door next to the emperor’s bedroom gate is a brightly lit corridor. On both sides of the corridor, there are a whole row of oil paintings hanging. The painting skills are exquisite and proficient, and the content is mostly myths and legends, and a short black-haired man often appears.
Lucia walked in front of Donner, her steps were brisk, and occasionally turned around and smiled.
“Is the man in this painting St. Peter?” Donner asked casually.
“Well,” Lucia pointed to a painting: “Look, this painting is the whole family of St. Peter.”
Donner looked at the painting. The overall style of the painting was very similar to the French painter Bouguereau’s “The Fairy in the Forest and the God of the Forest”, except that the composition was larger and there were more characters. The black-haired man in the painting was surrounded by more than a dozen and half sons, as if he was going to pull him into a pond. On the grass beside the pond, there were angel-like children running and playing.
“This guy, there are indeed so many women…” Donner shook his head and chuckled, then asked again, “What happened to their family?”
“There is no words in this saint.” Lucia continued to walk forward as she said.
Donner suddenly realized that he had never realized this problem. Peter should have descendants, but where are those descendants now? Could it be a certain Helian family in the Magic Continent? But if this is the case, there should be relevant records… Or was it because Peter made his later generations hide their names in order to avoid the surveillance of the Jingwei?
What would I do if I were Peter?
Donner was immersed in this question when he suddenly heard the sound of Lucia talking to a strange woman on the side of the corridor.
“Oh… Lucia… you’re back. Do you know how much His Majesty the Emperor misses you?”
“Veronica… You haven’t changed at all, and you’re still so beautiful.” Lucia’s voice sounded a little reluctant.
Donner turned his head and looked at them, and he knew that the woman named Veronica was Lucia’s maid, but now she is the queen of the empire.
He noticed that there was no abnormality around him, and then he felt relieved, thinking: It turns out that Lucia would also lie. The woman was obviously swollen and she could not be called beautiful.
Donner looked at Veronica, and Veronica looked at him, but as soon as he touched his eyes, Veronica hurriedly looked elsewhere.
A trace of suspicion flashed through Donner’s heart. He had deliberately restrained his mental power. Moreover, Veronica was an ordinary person and could not feel the magic elements at all. There was no reason to be afraid of him. If she started from a secular perspective, she would not be afraid of a duke as the queen.
Did you really guess it?
While he was puzzled, he vaguely heard the chaotic footsteps coming from outside the door.
Donna cried out inwardly, “Not good” and ran towards Lucia quickly.
“What’s wrong?” Lucia looked at him in surprise, and Veronica was so scared that she was on the ground.
Before Donner could answer Lucia’s question, the door on the other side of the corridor suddenly opened. The maid who had just welcomed the two people in shouted sternly: “Duke Vine has rebelled… His Majesty the Emperor was assassinated and died!”
“Is it a trap?” Lucia was shocked: “My father, he?”