In the sky within a radius of hundreds of kilometers, there is a strange scene that is difficult to see normally.
The silver and purple moonlight suddenly dimmed, and the night sky became deeper and darker. The stars, which were originally dimmed by the moonlight, became extremely clear and bright at this moment.
The crowd in the square suddenly became noisy. Some people who were attending the registration ceremony for the first time couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw this strange phenomenon.
In contrast, on the obsidian high platform in the center of the square, the twin moons in the sky suddenly brightened.
The light of the twin moons, which was highly restrained by the secret ritual, gathered into a silver-purple beam of light, making the high platform itself and the crowd on the platform appear hazy.
The almost atomized rich moonlight shines and flows, gradually seeping into the newborn's body, nourishing his body and soul.
At the same time, waves of inexplicable whispers echoed in the city under the night.
The voice was not high, but it was long-lasting, as if the whole city of Kalras was whispering the same name.
"Avis..."
The chief mage took a step forward at this time, lifted the newborn baby from the round platform, and held the swaddled baby high in the air, making it appear in front of everyone's eyes.
The low voice carried trembling magic power and echoed throughout the square.
"Look! Lord Anvis, the destined son of Kallas! Almighty gods, please grant him blessings and protection! Bless him for his profound wisdom! Bless him for health and safety!"
Then, the Duke also walked to the front of the high platform, smiling and facing the admiring eyes of everyone. The sound spread by the magic effect spread throughout the square instantly.
"Hereby, in the name of Duke Kallas, I announce! The celebration has officially begun!
All residents of Kallas have their taxes cut in half this year! Unlimited free supply of bread and ale! All mines, farms, and manors have a three-day holiday!
Now - for the Empire! For Kalras! Cheers to the new baby who brings it all! "
The crowd in the audience suddenly boiled. Everyone raised their hands and cheered the name of the newborn in unison.
"Anvis! Anvis! Anvis!..."
At this moment, the silver moon is rising and the purple moon is setting -
………
"Anvis?...Registration Ceremony?...Mine?!"
As tonight's protagonist, Xia Yuan, who is attracting the most attention, suddenly felt his eyes darken as if he had fallen into an ice cave when he heard that familiar name.
The unlucky child is myself!
Am I a descendant of Louis XVI who traveled through time before the French Revolution?
I shouldn't have guessed that punch before I traveled through time!
He turned his head and looked to his side somewhat numbly, as if hoping to find something to prove that he was just a false alarm.
Everything he saw was shrouded in light mist, and in the haze, he saw the Duke and Duchess who appeared in his memory, as well as Anvis's brothers and sisters.
——Like a white and purple family portrait, neat and tidy.
Below the high platform, countless people raised their hands and cheered Anvis's name excitedly.
An old man dressed as a mage held himself up and stood in front of a luminous round platform. On both sides of the round platform, a group of mages in dark blue robes were chanting strange mantras in harmony.
Along with the continuous sound of mantras, the light mist condensed by the two-color moonlight became more condensed.
Xia Yuan's body continued to absorb the light mist, like a thirsty traveler in a scorching desert who suddenly discovered the clear spring water.
A comfortable and cool feeling spread throughout his body, and his already extremely high magic aptitude was rapidly improving again at this moment.
If Xia Yuan still had the panel, he would have noticed that all his attributes were improving at this moment.
"Avis...Olivendi...can't...sleepy..."
Absorbing the water-like moonlight, Xia Yuan felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier for some reason, and he soon fell into a deep sleep unbearable.
Before his consciousness was about to disappear into darkness, he vaguely heard a sentence mixed with exclamation:
"He's still absorbing—"
………
If possible, he really didn't want to board the thief ship of the Olivendi family at this time.
The times are about to change, and the empire's thousand-year-old family, which represents the old aristocracy, will eventually be submerged and swallowed up by the rolling tide of the new era, turning into dust in history.
In the background information, the decline of the Olivendi family began with a rebellion.
The eldest son Raymont personally led the troops to suppress the rebels in the territory, but instead he was ambushed and captured.
A large number of new-generation units with unknown origins have appeared in the resistance: magic construction troops.
When the bad news came, Duke Carlot was furious and led his army to conquer. However, he was attacked by the leader of the resistance army who was also a ninth-level leader.
The two sides fought in the Yanila Plain on the northwest side of the province of Karras, which was historically known as the Battle of Yanila.
In this battle, the word "rebel" appeared in front of the world for the first time.
The battle ended with a tragic victory for the Duke's side. After leaving behind a large number of corpses, the rebels retreated north and occupied many cities centered on Leila Castle and Wind Valley City.
Subsequently, the situation in the empire took a turn for the worse, with all four major provinces blossoming, and no one knew where the rebels got so many manpower.
At this time, a large number of small and medium-sized nobles stood up and formed an alliance in the name of jointly resisting the rebels, known as the "Glory Alliance". Many chambers of commerce announced financial support for the alliance in a bid for protection.
During this process, some families that were aligned with Olivendi were attacked by unknown forces and declined rapidly.
One earl and three viscounts took their respective families to join the Glory Alliance, and the remaining few big families moved to the Kingdom Federation. The upper class of Kallas ushered in a major reshuffle.
When he first learned about this period of history, Anwes had no feeling about it, but now that he recalled it, he only felt silence in his heart.
Although the historical record is not false, it only selectively records part of the facts and 'unintentionally' omits other key points.
For example, the forces behind the rebels.
………
For the next six months, Xia Yuan remained in deep sleep. During this period, a large number of memory fragments appeared, completely completing the memory of little Anvis's life until the eve of his coming-of-age ceremony.
Half a year later, when he woke up again, he finally saw the familiar floor-to-ceiling mirror with a gold frame.
Through the mirror, Xia Yuan saw his current situation.
The beautiful Duchess hugged herself and stood in front of the gold-framed floor-to-ceiling mirror. With a gentle smile on her face, she looked at the young son in her arms, her beautiful amethyst eyes full of love.
Xia Yuan looked at his new body quietly, his blue and clear eyes turning slightly.
Although he had seen it many times in his memory, this was the first time he saw his appearance in reality.
Xia Yuan?
Avis?
Staring at the reflection in the mirror with complicated emotions, he recalled the scenes in his memory. He was silent for a moment, and like the scene in the first memory fragment, he slowly stretched out his white and tender hands.
The reflection moved in sync with him. Under the smiling gaze of the blond woman, the distance between the two children inside and outside the mirror gradually shortened.
Finally, through the transparent crystal, the two little hands overlapped gently.
For a moment, the world seemed to freeze——
Is it important?
The little figure in the mirror suddenly laughed.
I will survive, no matter what!
Listening to the name that the Duchess spoke softly in his ear, Xia Yuan grinned and silently greeted himself in the mirror.
"Anvis, hello-"
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Anvice
