Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2715: Chapter 2710: The Young Queen

Two people who clearly know each other pretend not to, engaging in a conversation full of reversals—it’s certainly dramatic.

But such things are obviously more suited for theater or screen, and now it’s not only a small room without an audience, but even the door is sealed.

Considering today’s auspicious timing, Fu Qian remarked that it’s hard not to suspect whether it was because of the ceremonial wedding of the young lord.

And thus, using this method to console oneself, telling oneself they’re still the protagonist of the world.

It might sound a bit immature, but at least it’s more reliable than performing for a special audience hundreds of years later, right?

The plot development is quite abstract, but as a serious viewer, he still tries to make excuses for the actors.

”Heh... hehehe...”

”Hahaha...”

Unfortunately, the duo in the play seems to have forgotten their lines, the reversal comes to an abrupt halt, leaving only the rising and falling laughter, seemingly very satisfied with their performance.

Why say they forgot the lines, rather than the script arranging it this way?

To have laughter end the continuous reversal, provoking infinite imagination and deepening thematic thoughts?

That’s certainly possible, especially if they laughed for a shorter time; it would even be reasonable.

But alas, the two maintained the rising and falling for over a whole minute.

Even in the latter half of the laughter, it seemed the director forgot to call cut, with stiff facial muscles and drifting eyes, as if confirming whether the other was the same as them.

This experience is undoubtedly torturous, but luckily Fu Qian empathized for more than a minute, showcasing the advantages of being an audience.

Suddenly, in the haze, it’s unclear if the director called cut; the camera seemed to switch again.

...

It did change places, and the lighting here is much better.

Life’s ups and downs happen in an instant, and soon as the scene before me becomes clear, Fu Qian confirms another position switch.

Compared to the previous few spots, this time the perspective can be described as worlds apart.

At first glance, it’s recognizable that he’s still in the Em House Palace.

It’s easy because the view here is superb.

Having wandered more than once, Fu Qian can even confirm the current position—should be the western corridor corner, resembling a small prayer room inside.

With the aid of the blind window style outlook niche, almost half of the court is within view.

And just quietly standing there in this secretive corner is the fourth camera spot.

So does everyone dislike bustling drama?

On this joyful day, why all wander in such a space?

Indeed, it had a full momentum, but that moment inevitably triggered Fu Qian’s quips.

So far, the characters appearing seem to favor tranquility amidst the commotion, not joining the hustle where it’s lively.

Fu Qian certainly doesn’t think the person before him is unqualified.

Even buying a house, the location symbolizes status.

In such a symbol of royal authority, this room isn’t a place ordinary people can stay.

”Not in a hurry to go out?”

While quipping silently, the sudden movement seemed a bit contrary.

Can only say tradition is maintained, as a voice surprisingly arises from behind, sounding like a young woman.

”It’s not time yet; today I’m not the protagonist.”

In contrast, the watcher turned towards that side wasn’t alarmed, didn’t even turn back, casually responded.

”Indeed... You’ve been looking forward to this day for a long time, right?”

The person speaking behind sounds not too assertive, immediately endorsing this notion.

The next moment, there’s even a tender touch felt, stepping forward to actively hold the watcher’s hand.

”That child is too popular, always making people a bit worried.”

...

Indeed, not a place ordinary people can stay.

The emotions in the conversation are so infectious, reminiscent of the legendary ”children starting families, tasks finally accomplished.”

As Fu Qian, hearing the exchange content, commented further ahead with no mistake.

This full elder tone, who says such words on the wedding day?

Naturally, it’s the real elders.

According to the previous information from Chief Yuan, during the preparation of that bloody wedding, the groom’s father Jose, though aged, remains brisk due to being a dominant expresser of divine bloodline.

According to the Night Watchman’s words, that person was at least a Second Phase player.

Perhaps typically this day the groom’s parents should be busy, but considering compared to humans, it’s nearly the difference between humans and gods.

In this case, lazy amidst the noise, overlooking the masses from this position, is entirely reasonable upon reflection.

As for the one beside, though the tone is equally mature-seeming, if not a Transcendent, it’s very doubtful whether they could have a child of marriageable age.

With the initiative to come closer, corner-of-eye characteristics slowly come into view.

Perhaps older than the Executioner, still conveying a sense not exceeding the early thirties.

Logically speculated, probability of being merely nominally an elder is greater.

All in all, the current scene appears as if two elders of the groom are here surveying guests, savoring the satisfaction of children finally growing up.

Quite familiar, though given today’s many reversals, Fu Qian holds a reserved opinion for a moment.

”Yes, I very much anticipate—seems you look forward to it a lot too?”

Truly seems not disappointing expectations, seemingly touched by the woman’s words, the watcher next moment turns around, the tone slightly special.

...

”Of course... why not?”

Indeed, a young woman.

As the perspective changes, the image beside becomes clearer.

Pale golden hair high tied, water-like glamorous eyes.

Yet at that moment, still a slight pause, the young ”Queen” seems puzzled why the other says such.

”Someone watching over him is always good, haven’t you always supported him, believing in capable offspring’s birth?”

Amid slightly furrowed brow asking back, she mentions another crucial factor.

No mistake, the Royal Family’s always emphasized lineage, even more so for the Larea Royal Family.

Thanks to the special divine body condition, theoretically each offspring’s birth is nearly like a lottery.

From information viewed, perhaps due to this point, Larea Royal Family has relatively few members.

But no matter what, the theoretical heir’s wedding day holds this as an important anticipated element.

”You’re right, I’ve always supported him...”

Indeed seems moved in thought, the watcher turns back to again look outside.

”Too bad you seem to have never had excellent offspring.”