When I woke up, I was the prince who was about to ascend the throne.
But found——
My father, queen and mother had just been "blessed" by the church and passed away.
The ancestral throne was rusted into slag overnight,
The black bishop smiled and handed over the list: "Your Majesty, please pay tribute to one hundred living people."
I lowered my head and looked at the cursed ring on my hand that suppressed my emotions.
Touching the amber pocket watch left by her mother in her arms,
A cold system sound blasted in my mind:
[Ding! The Scepter of Truth system is activated!
[The magic of this world = a chemical reaction that can be cracked!
[Novice mission: Use chemistry knowledge to survive tonight!
It's okay, but it looks quite depressing now.