Viscount Turner reached into the coffin and pulled out the gem peeking from beneath his clothes. Everyone's eyes turned to it. It was a golden-yellow gem, shining like the sun in the light.
Even more striking was the golden-red glow rippling inside it. Viscount Turner immediately frowned in confusion. "What is this?"
At that moment, a beam of light shot out from the gem and projected onto the wall. Everyone jumped in fright, then followed the beam with their eyes. An image appeared on the wall.
A plain beneath the setting sun, with a vast river behind it. A young man knelt before a masked figure radiating a clear, silvery light. The man bestowed a long sword and a bundle of grain seeds upon him.
Everyone held their breath. They knew the scene before them depicted an event from a thousand years ago: the legendary moment when the Golden King, Akhenaten, received Divine Revelation. Now it lay bare before their eyes, leaving them utterly stunned!
Though the image made no sound, everyone understood what it meant. They could sense the words of the divine—a feeling beyond explanation. As they watched Akhenaten accept the legendary Sword of Kingship, they all knew that he would go on to establish humanity's first dynasty and become the great Golden King. Even now, the Akhenaten Family, whose veins ran with golden blood, remained one of the most powerful families on the continent!
Yet the image did not end there. Viscount Turner watched as the deity picked up a stone and let a drop of blood fall onto a rock by the roadside. The rock immediately transformed into a golden gem. The golden-red blood seeped into it, forming the very gem Viscount Turner now held in his hand.
The deity's lips moved. The image remained silent,