The moment he stepped into the Rose Palace, Yali had a cold war.
Before defecting from the Holy Court, he had also seen many prosperous palaces.
The Pope's sanctuary, filled with angels and crosses, was splendid, and he felt like an ant being observed on glass as he crawled among the robes of the clergy. And when he was born, his beloved Blasey, when he assisted the expedition, he received an audience from the old king Blasey. Blasey's palace was resplendent, and the nobles wore lace lapels. In the past, everyone kept saying "The Lord is above", and when he was there, he looked around and felt sad.
What aristocrat, what a king? But a flock of lambs fed by the melting of flowers and hypocrisy.
But Legrand's palace was very different from them.
Its lines are slender and sharp, like a knife and a sword. It is like a knight in costume, noble and lonely. The Rose Palace is very quiet, so quiet that you can feel that there is always a sad wind passing between its promenade and dome. At the same time, it is also very cold, so cold that it seems that the people living here are not the most honorable people in Legrand. man, but a lonely night watchman.
So old here, majesty and death reside in all the magnificent reliefs.
"As expected of the heart of a dragon..."
Allie heard the old president beside him sigh.
"Dragon Heart", Yali repeated the word in his heart, and suddenly shuddered.
The house chief who led them stopped in front of a door decorated with rose reliefs, and after getting permission, the house chief opened the door.
Allie sees Legrand's young monarch again.
The king sat on the high-backed chair beside the desk, and his hand with the rose ring dipped slightly on the armrest. The moment he saw the king, Ari's pupils shrank slightly. Scarlet, black, turbulent swirls... Ari almost wanted to reach up and grab his hair.
The broken picture flashed quickly in front of his eyes, as if he had forgotten something, and was touched again the moment he saw the king.
What are those? What does it symbolize
As soon as Ari's anomaly appeared, the king caught him wrong at that moment.
"Your face is worse than the last time I saw you, sir," said the king, looking at the old president beside Arrie, "Could it be that Blasey and the Holy Court have really fallen to such a level, Can't even a scholar's food and clothing be solved?"
"Sorry, I made your Majesty laugh."
The old president bowed slightly, then took out a crystal pendant hanging from a silver chain from his arms, and placed it in front of Yali twice.
The pale-faced Yali took a sharp step backwards, and finally broke free from those terrifying visions. Breathing slightly, he immediately realized his rudeness, and bowed deeply to the king at the moment.
"I already know your purpose," the king said lightly.
"Thank you for your sympathy during your busy schedule." The old president was extremely respectful, "Please give us a chance to make up for our mistakes. Your Majesty." His attitude was very low, the king was younger than he thought, Not even young. But there is a coldness and scrutiny about the king, which makes it impossible to look at him at his age.
Legrand was so lucky to have a real king.
"Fault?" The king smiled. "If it refers to your assistance in the expedition and the dream, I don't think it's any fault. Am I going to blame all the soldiers at war?"
He was smiling and his voice was very soft.
When Yali breathed a sigh of relief, he saw the old president kneel down slowly and put his forehead on the cold ground.
"Indeed, when the two countries are at war, soldiers and swords are not at fault. Our fault is betrayal." The old president raised his head, "At the beginning, we betrayed Illinois, and it was our fault."
Betrayal, Illinois... Yali doesn't understand what his mentor is saying.
The smile on the king's face disappeared, and the chill condensed in his eyes, and he said softly, "Yes, you betrayed my mother."
Killing intent condensed in an instant.
Yali looked at the king and then at the old president, and finally knelt down.
"That was the worst choice we made." The old president whispered, "We are sorry for Illinois, we betrayed her trust."
The king was expressionless.
The black-haired Queen Mother sat on the Blackrock Tower.
She flicked the arc knife with her fingers, and the wind blew her long hair. She hummed the old little tune, the folk song of the Koya people. On the night that Duke John became the king's defender, the Queen Mother of Illinois, hiding in the dark, took a distant glance at the Keya bard in the crowd.
Folk songs are ancient and passed down from generation to generation.
…
The old president will always remember the girl with black hair and green eyes.
That was his best student.
At that time, he was not the president of the Association of Prediction and Fate, but an astrologer who did not want to be controlled by the Holy Court and was afraid of the Holy Court, hiding incognito in Keya surrounded by mountains. Among the thirty-six states of Legrand, Koya is actually the youngest one. The Khoya people originally lived in the mountains. They love art and peace. They are an ancient people in the mountains in the south of Legrand.
But in such a chaotic world, it is difficult to preserve peace for long.
William III was in the middle of the war.
At that time the father of William III and the Duke of Buckingham, Charles the Lion, was murdered and Queen Isabel married the Duke of Bedell, Charles the Lion's brother. Duke Bedell's father was killed because he failed to compete for the throne, and he has been brooding. After marrying Isabel, Duke Bader immediately extended his hand to his nephew's throne.
After Duke Bedell married the queen, his power expanded. Compared with him, William III and the Duke of Buckingham were just two too young brats.
It was a civil war that engulfed Legrand.
The royal family concentrated its efforts on quelling the rebellion, and the lords of the border took the opportunity to conquer and occupy each other's land. Keya, who was originally just a free city-state, was involved in the war, and the peace-loving Keya was caught between the two great lords and was tortured by the war.
Eleanor is loving her home.
During that time, the old president watched Illinois divination over and over again, wondering what Keya's future was and why Keya suffered such hardships. The old president also had a divination. He saw blood and fire, and saw the sacred war crushed by. All the insignificant are just dust under the torrent.
Is this their life
He thought so at the time. As astrologers, they avoided the pursuit of the Holy Court, like shady mice being carried forward by fate, and they could only follow the trend.
"Fate can also be changed."
Illinois said so, when another border lord led his troops to loot, Illinois foresaw their route of travel. She took up the spear and put on armor. At first, she was only one person, but gradually more and more people gathered behind her.
At that time, Legrand had no more beautiful woman than her.
When she rushed out from the raging fire wearing armor, all the light of the world was condensed on her. Her beauty is like the tip of a red spear scorched by fire, as beautiful as it is fierce and crazy. An astrologer who fights like wolves with a pack of desperate men.
In the end, the border lord and Illinois, who led a group of peasants and herdsmen, faced each other across the blazing valley.
In the firelight, she is the incarnation of the goddess of war.
The lord was afraid and withdrew with the army.
The crowd cheered and raised their swords high. The young brunette rolled over and dismounted and smiled with them. At that time people flocked to her like a tide, plucking thorns from the unquenched fire and weaving a crude crown. A very old Keya old man put a crown of thorns on her.
From that moment on, Koya had a queen of her own, and their queen's name was Eleanor.
That was the queen chosen by the Koyas themselves.
They loved her like she was their only god.
On the night of Illinois' coronation, the old president bid her farewell.
"My dear child, you have proved to me that fate can indeed be changed." The old president handed her a notebook, "Compared to you, I am a coward who can only escape. Now that you have set foot on If I have my own battlefield, then it is time for me to set foot on my own battlefield."
The teacher and the student parted on the ridge where the war was still alive, and agreed to meet again on the same battlefield in the future.
After leaving Legrand, the old president followed the other astrologers who went to the Holy Court, crossed the Abyss Strait and came to the Holy Court Sanctuary.
It took him ten years to gather all the unwilling astrologers to establish a second alliance under the name of "prediction" and "fate".
When the Second League was established, he wrote to his students for the first time with joy:
"…We will wait for the turning point, when the fate-seekers will no longer be ruled by fate, and we will go to war with it. I invite you to join us."
…
"But you betrayed your oath."
said the king coldly.
"Yes."
The old president said bitterly.
"It's hard for people to keep their vows all the time."
Especially in the Holy Court, day by day, I saw with my own eyes that the power of the Holy Court is so powerful, strong enough to defeat courage, enough to become a slave to live, and not thinking about struggling until the moment of death.
"It's hard for people to keep their vows all the time?"
The king read it again.
He suddenly wanted to laugh.
Is it hard for people to keep their vows? Then, the Rose family who persisted for a thousand years, the alchemist who turned into a skeleton warrior... What are they
In this world, there are people who stick to it for decades. There are also people who are generous, but in the end it is just a moment of bloody bravery.
"You're nothing but a coward."
The old chairman wanted to say something, but the king interrupted him coldly.