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Chapter 270

The moment when I saw the next house through the window, Xiseri suddenly burst into tears.

No one was more familiar with the style of His Majesty than him. After seeing the habit of decorating the room here, he immediately knew: This is the room of His Majesty.

That person once lived here.

No one saw his tears because he was wearing a diving suit.

"Will someone send someone to supervise here...I mean protecting it?" Olivia asked him.

After all, this is under the deep sea. Although these buildings use quite corrosion-resistant materials, they have no corrosion resistance that is eternal. As time goes by, they will definitely cause a little damage, collapse into dust, and eventually become part of this sea.

"No." But Mr. Siser shook his head.

This answer was beyond Olivia's expectations.

"This is the private property of the Emperor of the Imperial Empire, and we have no right to make any changes to this place, even in the name of protection."

The Majesty had left, and Sissyri wanted to protect his secrets more than to protect his legacy.

Whether it is the unknown hobbies or feelings in private, he has left. Things that are unknown during his lifetime should not be known to others after he leaves become topics of conversation;

After making this decision, Sissyri finally carefully visited the complex.

"Before... many media called His Majesty the number one real estate developer in the universe because he was rich in the world. However, except for the fact that he owned the most land, he had never heard of him being interested in houses and buildings. Many people thought that the title was not worthy of its name." Mr. Siser, who calmed down, was in a good mood and even took the initiative to mention His Majesty's affairs: "Until now, when I saw these buildings, I finally felt that the title given to him by the media was actually worthy of its name."

Mr. Siser smiled.

"Is he a fan of ancient earth architecture?" Mugen was also a little curious about this Majesty who had almost copied all the antique buildings of ancient earth.

"As far as I know, he has only been to Earth in his life when he died at his last." Mr. Siser shook his head.

After visiting the buildings outside, Sisselli visited the former residence of His Majesty with great care. He carefully checked every corner of the room, and finally made him discover something:

A photo.

A photo not found in the existing images passed down by Louis I.

The protagonists of the photo are four men, one is an elderly, one is a middle-aged, one is a young man, and the other is a teenager. All of them are wearing formal black dresses, with platinum hair neatly combed behind their ears.

Everyone has golden eyes!

There is no doubt that all four men in the photo are Kantas! Sissyri recognized that the boy in the photo was Louis I at a glance!

Although his eyebrows and eyes are a little immature, Xisseli will not misunderstand it!

However, this was not the reason why his expression changed drastically. What made him completely lose his composure was the young man standing behind the young Louis I with his hands behind him!

He was very thin, not tall in Kantas, and was as gloomy as if standing in the shadows. The golden eyes that were exactly the same as others revealed a rich sense of haze. When the sight of the person in the photo was confronted, Sissei shuddered.

The long white platinum hair is combed into a ponytail and hangs neatly on the chest, with light eyebrows and eyelashes, slightly raised corners of eyes, and pale white skin as white as snow... This person is... This person is...

Olivia?!

The photo on Xisseli's hand almost floated out-

"Oli, this person... looks like you." In fact, the photo did float out, but Mugan caught it in time and saw the character above clearly, he noticed the man and Olivia and his amazing similarity at a glance.

Olivia also looked at the photo at his signal, then frowned: "Do I look very similar to this person? This person doesn't look like a good person, thin and tall, like a weak cock. I'm much stronger than him, and I'm much happier."

"But if Oli is a little thinner, he will be like him. If you don't apply eye cream, you will be more like him." Mugan said affirmatively.

He was right. If Olivia had a thinner figure and a gloomy expression, he would be almost exactly the same as the young man in the photo!

The three of them stood there in a daze, staring at the photo for a long time reads;.

The holiday ended peacefully because Mr. Siser decided not to announce the discovery of the undersea ruins.

However, Olivia vaguely knew in her heart that this calmness was just the surface, and a greater change might be about to happen.

One day three months after returning to work, Marshal Rosse sent someone to inform him of the meeting. The meeting location was particularly unique. Olivia immediately realized something when she stepped on the thick carpet in the conference room.

There is no conference table, and there are only chairs arranged side by side in this room with eleven chairs with unusually high backs. The conference room is very dim, and only the lights under these eleven chairs are on.

At this moment, Olivia knew only two people sitting on the eleven chairs: one was Marshal Rosse, and the other was Mr. Sisse.

In addition, the participants were all people who had never seen Olivia in her life. Two of them were Kantas, while the other ones were from other races.

The door automatically closed after he entered.

"Is this the little guy you two called?" Olivia heard an old voice.

"Blonde eyes, platinum hair... is indeed a little chirp with blood, but it looks a little thin." This is another voice.

"Did you work in the military department? I heard that I graduated from the Imperial Academy. I haven't been there for many years since Xiaojiu went there to study. Xisseli, have you reconciled with Rosse?"

"He looks bad-tempered. Although he is very disguised, his eyes are actually very fierce~"

The product was criticized, and Olivia raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Sir, Olivia Augustus comes to report." He first saluted Marshal Rosse, and then reported his name to the group of old guys next to him.

"He" and "little guy" one by one, what these guys say makes people feel disrespectful.

So Olivia was no longer polite.

"It seems that you will be looking at it for a long time. May I ask, are there any extra chairs for me to sit on?"

As soon as these words came out, the conference room was quiet for a moment.

"Haha... Olivia is it? I remember your name. You are the first person to make this request in this room." The silence broke the old man sitting in the center. Olivia instinctively realized that this person was probably the highest among the people in the audience.

"There is only one chair in this room and no one sits on it, so I'm afraid you can't sit on it."

As his words fell, another floor lamp suddenly lit up behind the eleven high-backed chairs.

So, a golden chair appeared in front of Olivia.

The back of the chair and the handle were respectively inlaid with the empire's national emblem, crown and scepter. Olivia recognized at a glance that this was a throne that only the emperor was qualified to sit.

However, this is what the person said, the only chair in this room that no one sat on.

With his eyebrows jumped, Olivia looked at the man in the center seriously.
Chapter completed!
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