Volume VIII, Chapter XXIX
"Can you tell us what you just did?" asked Sinas with a smile, his hands behind his star-blue suit, his upper body leaning forward slightly, like a cute student asking the teacher a question.
Evan bowed his head, fearing that the perfect image of Sinas would make him dizzy and reveal his secrets. He looked at his feet and reached out and pulled Millet behind him. Miller grabbed his arm in a panic.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I think our position is different. I am ashamed to be an enemy of His Majesty, but I am even more ashamed to betray. β
Evan was already dead in his heart despite all this. After learning that it was really the Lord of Osiria in front of him, Shinas Roland Osiria, in addition to his joy and shock at finally seeing the Holy Emperor with his own eyes, he gradually regained his senses and told him that this supreme being definitely had countless means to take what he knew directly from his mind. No matter how much he resists, even if he is determined to die, he will not be able to protect his mission. β
Standing in the mist of the verdant pine forest, her beautiful and heroic figure looking even more dreamlike, she straightened up, sighed softly, and said, "What a good boy, so I'm sorry that I won't let myself use spiritual exploration." ...... Well, Evan, your name is Evan Pam, isn't it? And your buddy buddy, Onyx Dragon MillerβI'm right. β
Evan and Millet nodded.
"It's really like, Mercedes's predecessor is right. β
Evan burst into a frustration for no apparent reason, knowing that Shinas must be referring to the great dragon master, the dragon god Fried. But no matter what he has to do with himself, he is himself. He has his own destiny and the right to choose his destiny - he has a unique self, and he never wants to live under the aura of even a great man.
Under the light of the great man, only his own black shadow is reflected.
"I'm sorry. I don't like this quote from you. Evan said coldly, and Miller broke out in a cold sweat at his side. Either way, there's no way they're going to be let go by Shinas, and now Evan is ?...... Contradict?!
The silence of Shinas was slightly longer, and Miller hurriedly pulled Evan by the arm, but Evan didn't react at all this time.
Millet was frightened at this moment, ignoring that Shinas was in front of him, grabbed his shoulder and screamed: "Master! Master Evan! What's wrong with you! Hurry up, mental power, don't faint!
In desperation, Miller injected all of Evan's and his own spiritual power into Evan's spiritual space. His first reaction was that Evan had been mentally controlled, and Shinas was flipping through Evan's thoughts.
A strong feeling of swelling suddenly surged through his mind, and Evan hurriedly urged the power of the contract to cut off the spiritual indoctrination between the two. "Oops-Miller, I'm fine...... It's okay - Your Majesty, can we still go?"
"If you do what Orca says, there will probably be a lot of people who will lose their lives. Orka's comprehension of power is even better than mine, I just came to see you, I don't know what you did, and I don't see anything unusual in this valley. That's why I'm here to ask you. The current Shinas is just a normal human Shinas, not the Holy Emperor Shinas. Therefore I will not use my power to threaten your lives to seek your answers. The two of them are too hearty. If what I'm saying is wrong, please bear with me. β
Shinas slowly put away his soft smile and said in a more stern and formal tone. Evan kept reminding himself that it was the year 371 of the Swan Emperor's calendar. The Shinas in front of him has lived for at least four hundred years, and he uses the perspective of an ordinary girl to deduce Shinas's psychology. It's just a dream. Neither Empirical Stratagem nor the City Government could possibly be a match for Shinas. This argument is pointless.
Seeing that Evan was still silent. Shinas asked more gently, "Evan, it's a contempt for life, it's a murderβtell me what you've done, and if you answer, you're saving lives." β
"I know that every one of us is saving and destroying lives at the same time. Whether or not a noble or inferior act is only a superficial expression to the world. One of the things that the Holy Land of Osiria did was to unify all of Osiria into a stable and solid huge human empire with the imperial power of the Holy Land as the core. This will greatly promote the development of human civilization and social progress, and I and everyone who lives and works with Black Wings admit.
"However, you are only looking at the problem from the perspective of civilization itself, do you know that the current balance of the elements in the world has been broken since five hundred years ago? If the Holy Land continues to spread the pure light element to all parts of the world, then where will the dark element of the balanced world hide? I don't know if Lord Orka really trusts me, but she at least told me that resurrecting the Demon Emperor and rebalancing the elemental laws of the world is also one of the basic programs of the Black Wings. Lord Orka still can't do it peacefully, because the rightful ruler of this world will not allow the Demon Emperor, who has taken half of his interests, to return to this world again.
"Interests determine a qiΔ, now I am not an ordinary member who has just entered the Black Wings, I have seen that an individual life is so insignificant to the world. Each of us lives a very full and happy life, because we know that our work is great, because although this may hinder the development of society and the progress of civilization, at least we make the world more rational and orderly. Black Wings has done so much, but you have forgotten that the Onyx Dragon, which was wiped out five hundred years ago, and the demons, who are almost no longer there, are despised, and the lives that Black Wings have shattered in order to balance this world are far more than those that Black Wings have shattered in order to balance this world. You may ask me why I think this way as a human being, but I will answer that I think that it is precisely because you ask such a question, and that with such a human-centered worldview and way of thinking, your ideal future will be a perfect world for human beings. And such a world is out of balance, and the world will be ruined by the loss of balance before your goals are achieved.
"Therefore. At some point, we have to show contempt for life. That's why you think Black Wings are cold, even cruel. β
Evan said it all in one go. He sighed softly. Under the pressure of Osiria's No. 1 powerhouse, he was able to perform so perfectly, and while he was satisfied with himself, he finally began to wonder if this heartfelt speech could move Sinas and bring a twist to his fate.
"Orka......" Shinas lowered his eyes, closed his eyes and silently read Orka's name, "Do you really think so?"
Evan didn't know if Shinas was questioning him or talking to himself. But Miller replied first, "Of course it's true, I think the same thing as Master Evan!"
Shinas suddenly opened his eyes and nodded at them, his expression struggling a little. Evan knew his chance had come, and he grabbed Millet's wrist sharply.
Then the Holy Emperor turned around abruptly and left a bright back to them, "I'm not a good Holy Emperor yet. Hurry up and leave before I have any regrets. β
Millet smiled extraordinarily brightly, and Evan exhaled quietly. Without answering, Evan patted Miller the back, and Miller, who had been cooperating with him for six years, of course understood and jumped hard into the sky. A layer of misty white light enveloped Miller's body, and in the blink of an eye, a slender and elegant agate dragon more than ten meters long appeared in the sky of the mountain range. Evan stood on Millet's neck studded with brilliant blue-green dragon scales, holding a staff adorned with dragon wings. Pointing to the Burial Heaven Mountain above the clouds. Immediately, Miller let out a long roar, and the man and the dragon turned into a blue light and rushed into the clouds, disappearing from the field of vision of Shinas.
"Am I doing the right thing?" Muttered Sinas to herself, with her strength. As long as she stretched out her hand, Evan and Millet still couldn't escape the palm of her hand.
"Fried. Did you think that way, did he get what he wanted, and what else did he need to continue your story?"
The lilting voice of Shinas echoed through the valley. Faintly, a sigh sounded that seemed to be nothing.
β...... Inheritance ......"
Shinas looked up to the sky, the rain of moisture falling on her immaculate face, and she whispered, "Legacy...... Not an inheritance ......"
The desk glowing with a faint white light is the only source of light in this dark office, faintly depicting the monotonous and cold environment of the space. The layout reminded Orka of the house where Edelstein used to live and work, except that Siu was not here.
The second half of the sentence was not entirely correct or completely wrong, and behind Orka, in a large glass jar, Siu with long silver hair floated silently in some kind of liquid that bound the power of the soul. At this moment, Siwu's body has fully recovered, and even his heartbeat and breathing have been restored, but the wavy line that symbolizes the brain waves is still fluctuating lazily and gently, as if it is an earthworm still in hibernation. This little brain activity only proves that his brain has taken over from the outside world and is beginning to sustain his life support system on its own. But Siwu's consciousness activity has almost completely stopped, and Siwu's brain dynamics at this moment are not even comparable to that of a person who is deeply asleep.
Every time Orka turned around, he wished that Siu would suddenly appear behind her, blindfolded as she had done when she was a child. Every time she returned to the capital was a hope, but what followed was nothing but disappointment, but fortunately in the past five hundred years, she had become accustomed to disappointment.
What turned her back this time was the knock behind her, which she could have ignored and said allowable or disallowed through the door facing her desk. She herself knew that this was an excuse for herself to hope for a miracle again.
"What's the matter?" Orka said, putting down the pen in his hand, and turned sideways.
The familiar voice of the guard sounded outside the door: "My lord, Mr. Pam asks to see you." β
"What is the reason?"
"The gentleman said that he had met His Majesty Shinas and that the plan was in danger of leaking. β
"Let him in. β
The door opened with an old creak, and Evan turned to Miller and said, "Stay outside," and strode into Orka's office.
"No courtesy. Orka continued to turn her head to the bookcase, saying that most of the actions in the military layout were decided by a meeting of senior cadres, and she had to review and revise the details. This is not an easy task. Every link has the potential to trigger global upheaval.
Evan lowered his half-raised arm and looked at Orka's petite and slender back hovering in his seat. A pair of long silver braids fell to the ground, seemingly emitting a shining silver glow.
"Say it. β
"Yes. I'm here to ask adults to see if my memory has been turned over. Evan said calmly.
"Oh. Orka nodded. Turning around, an invisible purple light curtain enveloped Evan, and then a burst of pressure hit from which angle. Evan's bones even made a sharp squeezing sound, but before he could not resist the pressure and pain and fell to the ground, all the pressure suddenly rose, and the purple light in Orka's eyes suddenly completely poured into his spiritual world.
This time he didn't feel the pressure, but his spirit suddenly became trance-like. Countless memories that had faded or forgotten flashed before his eyes, and finally. He saw the beautiful figure of Shinas in the mental space.
Orka's gaze lingered on Shinas for a few seconds, then withdrew his gaze.
"No problem, you did your job well, you are the most cautious of the five. Orka will announce your results at the council. β
Evan still stood there dumbfounded, and the power of the Mileton GuΓ² Contract, who was standing peeking outside the door, sent a few reminders of the mental fluctuations, and Evan came back to his senses, saluted Orka, and then turned and left the office.
The door closes, separating this place from the world again. But Orka didn't drop the nib of the pen anymore, only letting the barrel rotate delicately on his porcelain-like fingers.
"Shinas is here, and although he knows that this day will come, he still feels a little depressed. A voice in Orka's heart said.
"She couldn't see that. After all, the magic of time has been gone in the world for five hundred years...... However, there shouldn't be any problem with her spatial magic, sending many people through the Burial Heaven Mountains at once?......" another voice said in Orka's heart.
Orka was right. With this possibility, you may need to take that action earlier. Orca needs to go in person...... The biggest gap between the Black Wings and the enemy. It's the gap in cutting-edge power...... Carolette and Ibeh, Orca wishes you success in blocking Ulysses......"
"You've forgotten one thing. Orka?"
"Oh......" Orka opened his eyes, nodded to himself, turned slightly to the side, and said to a miniature microphone on the bookcase, "Is Grimmel there?"
The voice came from a few seconds of noise and became clear, "What does Miss Orka command?"
"Can you put the 'flashing' control terminal in Orka's hands?"
"Your request is your order. Gremel replied on the other end, "Please wait." β
Orka exhaled, finding it difficult to concentrate on the text in her hand. After a few seconds, she suddenly raised her pen and quickly scribbled a few words on a blank piece of paper, which she tucked into a fax machine at hand.
The order was simple: the original plan remained unchanged, and all plans were started with a "flash" to act.
The clear blue sky of the cloudless sky streaked through a vague gray trail and then pierced into the perennial cumulonimbus clouds of the Burial Sky Mountains. The intense energy fluctuations suddenly caused the calm gray rain clouds to roll up, and the scorching flash of light was faintly projected through the gaps in the clouds, leaving another shadow on the army encamped in the valley.
The surge of energy became more and more condensed, and the anomalies of the celestial phenomena eased. The weather here is already unpredictable, and the 100,000 former troops who are already familiar with the environment here are not surprised. The most they did was to open the waterproof magic array in the camp tent, and suddenly, the magic fluctuations caused by the resonance of tens of thousands of camp tents even shook the clouds in the sky, and several gloomy thunders sounded from the churning clouds again.
Ten thousand gray tents were clustered around a mass of five-colored tents, and the five elements of light, darkness, fire, water, and wind fluctuated in a neat and harmonious manner, from which they brazenly greeted the sky. The power of heaven and earth seemed to be suppressed by this powerful ancient force at this time, and the roaring rain clouds fell silent, but they became thicker and thicker. Almost instantly, the clouds had completely blocked out the sunlight, and the bean-sized raindrops poured down with almost no buffer.
The five tents filled with powerful magical synergy fluctuations still unleashed terrifying pressure into the sky, and the clouds seemed to be nailed to the sky, surging more and more slowly, and finally stopped rolling. The pouring rain was restrained by the clouds of the sky that seemed to freeze. Gradually stopped.
But the sunlight still disappeared behind the clouds.
In the center of the five-color tent, a white tent that does not look conspicuous stands safely. There are no elemental fluctuations. There was no arrogance either, and it seemed that it should not appear in the center of the whole army at all.
Because of the military tent where the Holy Emperor is located. No embellishments are required, and none are embellishment enough to be worthy of its owner.
His gaze was cast on the gray sky. In the lightning and thunder above the increasingly chaotic clouds, a faint gray flickered, and suddenly through the blinding white light, it was reflected in the clear eyes of Shinas. Shinas stood quietly under the imperial flag, aqua blue
The desk glowing with a faint white light is the only source of light in this dark office, faintly depicting the monotonous and cold environment of the space. The layout reminded Orka of the house where Edelstein used to live and work, except that Siu was not here.
The second half of the sentence is not entirely correct or completely wrong, behind Orca. In a large glass jar, Siu with long mercury hair floated silently in some kind of liquid that bound the power of the soul. At this moment, Siwu's body has fully recovered, and even his heartbeat and breathing have been restored, but the wavy line that symbolizes the brain waves is still fluctuating lazily and gently, as if it is an earthworm still in hibernation. This little brain activity only proves that his brain has taken over from the outside world and is beginning to sustain his life support system on its own. But Siwu's consciousness activity has almost completely stopped, and Siwu's brain dynamics at this moment are not even comparable to that of a person who is deeply asleep.
Every time Orka turned around, he wished that Siu would suddenly appear behind him. Blindfolded her as she did when she was a child. Every time she returned to the capital was a hope, but what followed was nothing but disappointment, but fortunately in the past five hundred years, she had become accustomed to disappointment.
What made her turn back this time was the knock on the door behind her. She could ignore the voice and face her desk through the door and give instructions that are allowed or not. She herself knew that this was an excuse for herself to hope for a miracle again.
"What's the matter?" said Orka, putting down his pen. Said sideways.
The familiar voice of the guard sounded outside the door: "My lord, Mr. Pam asks to see you." β
"What is the reason?"
"The gentleman said that he had met His Majesty Shinas. There is a danger of leakage of the plan. β
"Let him in. β
The door opened with an old creak, and Evan turned to Miller and said, "Stay outside," and strode into Orka's office.
"No courtesy. Orka continued to twist her head towards the bookcase. Most of the actions of the military layout are decided by the meetings of senior cadres, and she must review them and revise the details. This is not an easy task, and every step has the potential to cause global upheaval.
Evan lowered his half-raised arm and looked at Orka's petite and slender back hovering in the seat, a pair of long silver braids falling to the ground, as if emitting a glowing silver light.
"Say it. β
"Yes. I'm here to ask adults to see if my memory has been turned over. Evan said calmly.
"Oh. Orka nodded, turned around, and suddenly, an invisible purple light curtain enveloped Evan, and then a burst of pressure came from an unknown angle. Evan's bones even made a sharp squeezing sound, but before he could not resist the pressure and pain and fell to the ground, all the pressure suddenly rose, and the purple light in Orka's eyes suddenly completely poured into his spiritual world.
This time he didn't feel the pressure, but his spirit suddenly became trance-like. Countless memories that had faded or forgotten flashed before his eyes, and finally, he saw the beautiful figure of Sinas in the mental space.
Orka's gaze lingered on Shinas for a few seconds, then withdrew his gaze.
"No problem, you did your job well, you are the most cautious of the five. Orka will announce your results at the council. β
Evan still stood there dumbfounded, and the power of the Mileton GuΓ² Contract, who was standing peeking outside the door, sent a few reminders of the mental fluctuations, and Evan came back to his senses, saluted Orka, and then turned and left the office.
The door closed, separating it from the world again, but Orka didn't drop the nib of his pen again, only letting the shaft rotate delicately on his porcelain-like fingers.
"Shinas is here, and although he knows that this day will come, he still feels a little depressed. A voice in Orka's heart said.
She couldn't see that, after all, the magic of time had been gone in the world for five hundred years...... However, there shouldn't be any problem with her spatial magic, sending many people through the Burial Heaven Mountains at once?......" another voice said in Orka's heart.
"Orka is right, there is this possibility, maybe you need to take that action in advance. Orca needs to go in person...... The biggest gap between the Black Wings and the enemy is the gap in cutting-edge power...... Carolette and Ibeh, Orca wishes you success in blocking Ulysses......"
"You've forgotten something, Orka?"
"Oh......" Orka opened his eyes, nodded to himself, turned slightly to the side, and said to a miniature microphone on the bookcase, "Is Grimmel there?"
The voice came from a few seconds of noise and became clear, "What does Miss Orka command?"
"Can you put the 'flashing' control terminal in Orka's hands?"
"Your request is your order. Gremel replied on the other end, "Please wait." β
Orka exhaled, finding it difficult to concentrate on the text in her hand. After a few seconds, she suddenly raised her pen and quickly scribbled a few words on a blank piece of paper, which she tucked into a fax machine at hand.
The order was simple: the original plan remained unchanged, and all plans were started with a "flash" to act.
The clear blue sky of the cloudless sky streaked through a vague gray trail and then pierced into the perennial cumulonimbus clouds of the Burial Sky Mountains. The intense energy fluctuations suddenly caused the calm gray rain clouds to roll up, and the scorching flash of light was faintly projected through the gaps in the clouds, leaving another shadow on the army encamped in the valley.
The surge of energy became more and more condensed, and the anomalies of the celestial phenomena eased. The weather here is already unpredictable, and the 100,000 former troops who are already familiar with the environment here are not surprised. The most they did was to open the waterproof magic array in the camp tent, and suddenly, the magic fluctuations caused by the resonance of tens of thousands of camp tents even shook the clouds in the sky, and several gloomy thunders sounded from the churning clouds again.
Ten thousand gray tents were clustered around a mass of five-colored tents, and the five elements of light, darkness, fire, water, and wind fluctuated in a neat and harmonious manner, from which they brazenly greeted the sky. The power of heaven and earth seemed to be suppressed by this powerful ancient force at this time, and the roaring rain clouds fell silent, but they became thicker and thicker. Almost instantly, the clouds had completely blocked out the sunlight, and the bean-sized raindrops poured down with almost no buffer.
The five tents filled with powerful magical synergy fluctuations still unleashed terrifying pressure into the sky, and the clouds seemed to be nailed to the sky, surging more and more slowly, and finally stopped rolling. The pouring rain gradually stopped, restrained by the clouds that seemed to freeze the sky.
But the sunlight still disappeared behind the clouds.
In the center of the five-color tent, a white tent that does not look conspicuous stands safely. There were no elemental fluctuations, and there was no arrogance, as if it should not appear in the center of this army at all.
Because the military tent where the Holy Emperor is located does not need any embellishment, and there is no trim that is worthy of its master.
Shinas stood quietly under the imperial flag, his aqua blue gaze cast into the gray sky. In the lightning and thunder above the increasingly chaotic clouds, a faint gray flickered, and suddenly through the blinding white light, it was reflected in the clear eyes of Shinas. (To be continued......)