Chapter 154 If you have the courage, you can give it a try
2 month 1 day.

reality.

Europe, the Eagle Country, London.

Placed in a gorgeous room, the coffin is made of pure crystal.

Refrigeration technology is now very advanced. I can't even compare the difference between my body now and a hundred years ago.

Quite a lot of time has passed.

Seven hundred years?
Or how long?
The year 102 is simply a time counted from the time of Elizabeth. The year 2023 mentioned by Plato is not nearly 2000 years from now.

But for me, that was still an unbearable amount of time.

"Queen Eliza, are you going out?"

"..."

The servants were dressed in elegant tuxedos.

女性

Compared to the last time they woke up, their hair accessories have changed a lot in style.

I just asked for a glass of red wine.

Asked for a pack of cigarettes.

Marlboro. They said that although the brand name originated in the Eagle Country, Marlboro was eventually registered independently in another big country.

It is a well-known cigarette brand.

The cigarette box I wanted had been in the coffin with me for hundreds of years. Now I finally found the same one.

"Click, click, click..."

"Queen Eliza?"

Of course the servants wouldn't understand.

Why should I ask her to buy the same cigarette when I don't know how to smoke and then crush it and throw it away like garbage?

Just a look.

I still remember how he used this thing to 'trick' Zeke into working for him.

"You go out."

Watch the servant leave.

The vague memories in my head became clearer and clearer.

My grandmother died.

Died of old age.

Before he died, he told me, "If you can't bear it, it won't be a disgrace to the Eliza royal family if you give up."

However, what I really care about is not whether giving up would be a disgrace to my royal status.

Why can’t you bear it?

Isn't it just enduring the bone-chilling cold? Isn't it just giving up most of the different lives I could have had?

Compared to that.

What I can't stand even more is that Plato left those things...

Just like teaching a child, treating me like a toddler. He taught me everything, from what I should do today, what I can devote myself to, what to do when I feel lost, how to remove it from my memory when I can't accept the reality, etc. There are too many tedious things.

Pillow?

What is this dirty thing made of rags and cotton? I wrote on it that I can hold it when I can't sleep?
A three year old?
In fact, relying on myself, I could only pretend to be calm and live like a puppet. That was the limit at that time.

Grandma might regret telling me about the 'curse'.

At that time she said that she had a way to keep me alive for a long time.

But living long does not necessarily mean seeing good things. Plato may not want to see me.

I'm an old man now. Is that what you mean?

In short, I do not agree with the story Plato tells.

Why?

People from different times passed letters to each other and developed feelings for each other.

In the end, we were never able to meet. Should I follow the story and erect a monument? Leave a letter from hundreds of years ago to express my love?

I have always been of the opinion that if I want it, I take it, and if I don’t want it, I don’t want

Plato is my thing.

If you leave without my permission in Eliza's time, you will be paraded through the streets as a deserter and eventually beheaded.

The so-called curse.

At first, I was just buried deep underground. I was put in a special coffin. I drank blood provided by my grandmother. She said that blood was made by the church to develop a lifespan similar to mine.

In fact, before Plato destroyed that small holy city, my grandmother and her friends had already been thinking about how to fight against the church.

I might be considered subject number 1.

But I'm not afraid.

I could endure 49 years of living alone.

Even if it's 490 years, I can survive it.

the first time.

After 20 years, I was dug out.

be awakened.

Grandma is a little older.

"Are you sure you want to continue?"

I am in good health, so of course I will continue.

the second time.

50 years.

My grandmother has wrinkles on her eyelids.

But it looks like only middle-aged human.

"I know you won't give up."

"But have you ever thought about how you would survive if I were gone? Who would poach you?"

"..."

indeed.

When I woke up this time, many people around my grandmother had changed. I heard that Zeke, Plato's most loyal subordinate, had also died of illness.

My grandmother said she would teach me new abilities.

They are totally different from my parents. They don’t have any political tricks or the art of dealing with people.

“There are many ways to be good at using people.”

"We are born different from others and are called heretics. But in reality, we are superior to them."

"If I dig you two more times, you'll probably die."

"Before I die, you must learn how to control the forces I leave behind."

I didn't know my grandmother before.

Only then did I truly understand that she was good at controlling people with her red eyes and more advanced charm.

Completely different from my low-level charm.

I didn't understand how my grandmother came to that point, but she just patted me on the shoulder.

"You are my sister's child."

"The bloodline is the same. You can use the seeds I planted, too."

"I agree to this because of my own selfish motives."

"When Plato first told me about 2023, I didn't believe it. But the more we talked, the more I realized that Plato was not a pioneer. What he described was not in line with his ability. He couldn't describe something he hadn't seen."

"If one can draw a map of the world through imagination alone, then he is not a man. He is a god."

"I hope……"

"The Eliza family will last forever and will still exist in 2023. Of course, I have no children, and your mother and I have always been like siblings."

"Although you have never seen me before, I can say that I have watched you grow up. Whether it is my sister or you, you are the same..."

"If you set your mind on something, you must get it."

"So, if you don't regret it, just do it. It's no big deal. We are not human beings anyway, so why should we apply human standards?"

"As long as you are happy and think it is worth it, that's all."

does it worth?
I think it's worth it.

So, I spent a month learning how to use the power of blood to control the forces that my grandmother mentioned. It was very simple, because their lives were in my hands, and a glance could decide their life or death. Everything they had was cultivated by my grandmother. They were also smart humans selected by my grandmother.

If I die, they will die too.

Only when I live can they live.

……

The fifth excavation.

It wasn't my grandmother who did it, it was the succubus beside her.

She was also the little succubus who insisted on recognizing Plato as her brother. Now that she is old, she no longer insists on being Plato's sister like she did in the past.

I ask her.

"Do you remember Plato?"

"..."

She hesitated for a long time, as if she finally remembered, "The person who saved me from the church. But, I can't remember what he looked like."

"Do you still want to be his sister?"

"But, he's gone now, right? I can't be the boss."

She smiled freely.

She told me that my grandmother had asked her to take care of my affairs, and that she had dropped everything and gone to an unknown place.

My grandmother said that before she died, she would travel, and then she would go wherever she went.

I don't like funerals.

She also doesn't like having her 'children' crying in front of the tombstone.

However, the "children" around her still erected a tombstone for her.

"Don't worry, your business is our business. Grandmother has told us so."

……

Is it the fifteenth or sixteenth time that it has been dug out for fresh air?
The people who dug me out are no longer my kind. They are human beings.

They are very afraid of me.

"Lady Eliza..."

The bloodline has become very weak.

The power of the church was attacked by heretics, philosophers, and kingdom forces, and it retreated.

However, it seems that there are capitalists who want to replace the church and transcend all secular forces to become a behind-the-scenes controller.

The original Keyimu Town has long since developed into a prosperous city.

The town of Keyim was also renamed Lentini.

Kingdom, was it the Tudor dynasty or something.

It is the name of the humans under my command to adapt to the changing times. I don't care too much, it's not the era I want anyway.

I can’t remember how many times it was dug out.

There is electricity in the castle.

It is said that it was invented by a man named Tesla and popularized by a man named Eddie.

Civilization is developing rapidly.

I saw the steam engine Plato talked about. That was the longest time I stayed after being dug out.

Caress the ugly, bulky piece of iron.

I think.

Plato did not tell a lie. So, he thought that if you did not tell a lie and made everything clear, it would not be a sin?

How dare you leave that pile of garbage and abandon its owner?
The funny thing is.

I was so angry that I threw away the things he left behind. I went back in the rain to pick them up and cried for a long time.

"Lady Eliza."

"I…we have better refrigeration technology."

"There are also anesthetics..."

They don't do this for my own good.

It's an attempt to control me.

But they seemed to think too much, and the anesthetic had little effect on me. The result was only the death of some disobedient people. There was a new group of obedient people who wanted to get promoted.

Refrigeration technology does help.

I don't have to be buried deep underground anymore. But to avoid unnecessary trouble, I still live underground. I just have some more cooling equipment.

The coffin is very big.

I am in the coffin, and I can sleep hugging the pillow left by Plato.

When I was dug out again.

The first thing was to be a 'parent' to a vampire with extremely low blood concentration.

"grandmother!"

"I...I found a lot of lost books of Eliza's family."

"I am your first..."

How many generations?
I don't know, but there is a subtle blood flow. It seems that my grandmother found a man at the end of her life and gave birth to a child who didn't want to enter the center of power.

But perhaps her children were too smart.

Still came into contact with the royal family.

Should I miss you or feel sad?
I don’t have anyone I know around me anymore. How far am I from the 2023 that Plato talked about?

She seemed to think of me as a very smart and wise royal.

But I am the only one who knows that all I have is to follow my grandmother's instructions and keep the majority of people I can control. This ensures that there will always be a group of people who obey me and that the Eliza royal family will never be civilians. They all have power.

Maybe it's because she has a little bit of her grandmother's blood.

I told her something.

My story with Plato.

"So you plan to sleep until you find him?"

"What if it's a lie and there's no such thing as a future? What should I do?"

"..."

I haven't thought about it.

"Would you like to break up your deep sleep and learn something?"

"The world is changing so fast now. If you don't rack your brains to learn, you will soon be left behind. If you can learn something, even if you live to 2023, you will not be in a passive position."

I haven't thought about it.

Is that a kind of anger?

If so, the bet has been going on for too long. Hundreds of years.

"He will teach me."

"?"

Don’t you understand?
"This is his duty as a personal guard knight and companion."

"If, he cheated on me."

What will happen to me?

"Don't ever think about me, look him straight in the eye."

I can't worry about Plato lying.

That way... I'll lose sleep.

You will not be able to continue to rely on illusory things to move forward.

2005 years.

I was dug out again, and the whole world was completely beyond my understanding.

The grandmother's descendants are dead.

Her grandson grew up and the kingdom was named Eagle Kingdom.

They are all very strange. They have never seen me, but they are extremely loyal to me.

I found out later.

My grandmother's descendants left behind a 'legend' before they died, saying that whoever gets my favor will gain power.

That's true.

The resources I can use will be updated every time I wake up, no matter how the times change. After all, the people who have been infected with the blood source that I can control, from generation to generation, are still controlled by my "curse".

Just saying, if I'm unlucky and it all goes down, it'll take me a month to be able to continue sleeping normally.

But this has not happened so far.

I saw the plane.

I know, it's very close. It's close to the era Plato talked about.

someone said.

Now you can also go look for Plato.

I refused.

I took that as a promise.

说了是2023年，那我就一定会在2023年找到他。不是2005，也不是2022。更不是2024。

Enduring the pain of physically suppressing growth and shortening lifespan alone. The pain of taking medicine.

Mentally, it is not true that I can sleep for 50 years. I will wake up occasionally, perhaps due to war, or for no apparent reason.

But I've already been through it, so I don't want to mention it.

How could I give up after so much time had passed? It didn't make sense.

2023 years.

This was the last time I was dug out.

The world has changed again.

They prepared a magnificent castle, rooms, and a dazzling crystal coffin for me.

It seems that ten years ago, the title of the Eliza royal family was restored. But compared with hundreds of years ago, the power has been weakened a lot. It is more of an honor.

The blood has faded to the point where it is almost unnoticeable.

The only thing that remains unchanged is that my grandmother's descendants are still loyal to me. The legend has been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Of course, if they see with their own eyes that I can easily control people, they will believe it without a doubt.

I helped them gain the right to vote very easily. It was very simple... just control the opponents.

“Grandma, the person you are looking for.”

"We have a clue. But his name is not Plato. The second name you mentioned is his active name."

"..."

It seems to be something called a website.

They said that Plato was famous in the assassin world many years ago for using the SY combination of letters. The most famous one was that he died in a political conspiracy to capture Laken. In the end, he didn't get a dime, but had no choice but to put Laken in the hostile area and was beheaded in public.

"he died?"

"The intelligence we have collected so far is..."

Why are you so scared of me?

Will he die?
I just smiled and said, "He won't die. He will definitely be alive in 2023."

When I heard the news that Plato was dead, I felt relieved. Plato must be in this world.

And indeed it is.

It took some more time.

"We found out there is a man in Canada who has been living there for over a year with a green card."

The name is still Su Ming.

That was the last thing Plato told me, saying it was his real name.

I looked at the photos.

It's him.

But they told me that Plato suddenly disappeared ten years ago. His wife, well, he had a wife. Some capable wives spent a lot of time, energy, and money, but got nothing. It even caused a lot of problems.

"There's one more clue."

“I really don’t understand.”

"Su Ming also appeared in the Snow Country. His experience is complete and he has never been abroad. The photos are exactly the same. But a person ten years ago should not be exactly the same as ten years later."

"……hehe."

What's impossible?
I was able to take the medicine my grandmother modified and survived all these years underground. I looked almost the same.

And what he said was true.

It happened hundreds of years ago, and then ten years ago. What's impossible about that?
"Bring him here."

"him?"

"We have found out that he has a flight to Canada on February 2.17th. It seems... he is going to meet his wife from ten years ago. There is something wrong with his wife. She is not like an ordinary person. We tried to break into her computer, but we were detected."

“What day is today?”

"November 2."

"Yeah, I'll go too."

I don't have to stay in a coffin anymore. I don't have to hold those dirty things and wipe my tears anymore.

I feel like something is about to break out of the ground.

wife?

You have a wife, yet you dare to lie to me? Did you disappear in such a hurry just to go back to see your wife?
I know a lot about him.

And I am no longer the vampire princess who knew nothing. I have some new skills and abilities that he can't defend against.

He confessed these weaknesses. Without a knife or a weapon, he is just an ordinary person. No wonder he always hides a hidden weapon in his sleeves when doing dirty things. At that time, I always thought that it was just Plato who would stay alert even when sleeping.

But the notes he left behind later told me that he did it just to conquer me and to beat me every time.

Are you happy?

You can beat me every time. Enjoy the pleasure of conquering me.

So……

I was standing at the boarding gate of Eagle Country's special plane. I was not used to this feeling of weightlessness.

But I saw Plato with a look of astonishment on his face, being brought over by my men. I could tell at a glance that he was considering whether to take the weapon and resist.

"Give him an injection of that anesthetic you mentioned."

"Don't give him the chance to touch the knife and gun."

"Plato."

"Hehe, you thought...I can't find you?"

I won.

I made it to now. 2023.

But I... am a little confused.

Because they told me that I was the only one here. His wife, who was somewhat capable, was waiting outside.

But do those really have anything to do with me?

Would he open his eyes and dare to say to me, "I already have a wife"?
If you have the guts, come and give it a try. Taste the rage I have been accumulating for hundreds of years.

(End of this chapter)