What King Zhiji said made Song Zining speechless.
There was a moment of silence during the banquet, Zhiji Wang Fang sighed, and said: "The higher you are, the more important the word "family and country" is. You are also considered the pillar of the country now, so you should have some experience. Sometimes, knowing that some things are important Going against my heart, but for the sake of the empire and the human race, I still have to do it."
Song Zining finally said: "I'm afraid that some people will take the righteousness of the family and the country as a banner, and secretly do some shady activities for personal gain."
"Everyone has the heart of self-interest. If you were in a big position, what would you do? Can you guard against the world?"
Song Zining frowned and thought hard, then shook his head after a while. No matter what he thinks, there will always be someone who will take advantage of the loopholes and do something that is disastrous to the country and the people, corrupt and unscrupulous. I am even more afraid of those guys who are not greedy for money, but use excuses to do things that harm others and benefit themselves. What King Zhiji said is very reasonable, it cannot be prevented.
"Then how should we deal with it?" Song Zining really asked for advice this time.
Zhiji Wang said slowly: "It's nothing more than two words, one is to block, the other is to investigate. The so-called complete system, as far as possible to prevent erroneous progress, is to block words and block the source. But blocking is not as good as investigating. The so-called investigation is actually to pursue accountability afterwards. It must be investigated, without exception. Over time, many people will feel fearful, and naturally they will not do those things. If you just block it, it will only make everyone alone, and no one will do anything in the end."
Song Zining experienced it carefully, only to feel the mystery is infinite.
"The reasoning is over, let's talk about Qianye's matter now. If you don't talk about this matter, I'm afraid you will always have a knot in your heart."
"My lord please advise."
King Zhiji said slowly: "Qianye has made great contributions to the country and the people, and his heart is on the human race. In the past few years, the empire has owed him a lot."
Song Zining's nose suddenly became sour, and he hurriedly suppressed it.
"Black Sun Valley, if it wasn't for him to turn the tide, the empire would have been completely defeated. In the final battle, I can also see it clearly. Without the various bonds between him and Yetong, no one can really control Yetong."
Song Zining suddenly felt angry, couldn't help being impulsive, and blurted out: "So you first tried to kill Yetong but failed, and then used Qianye to deal with her, you just calculated Qianye's temperament and wanted the two of them to die together, right?! "
Zhiji Wang was silent for a moment, and Fang said: "Zining, the word family and country is more important than Mount Tai. In front of it, nothing is really important. If there is something to be ashamed of, then of course there is. But what I did, They are all for the survival of the empire and the prosperity of the human race, and in this regard, I have no regrets in my heart."
Song Zining was at a loss for words for a moment, not knowing how to answer. After a while, Fang bitterly said: "That idiot Wei Qiyang, I can't stop talking to him!"
Pei Zijun had already messed up the matter that day. If Wei Potian hadn't gone to Yonglu, Qianye would probably not want to fight.
"If venting your anger can make you feel better, go for it."
"I thought your old man would advise me to be more restrained."
Zhiji Wang said: "When you feel at ease, you will be able to handle things appropriately. Now that you hold a lot of power, every move is related to the lives and deaths of hundreds of thousands of soldiers. How can you ignore it? In comparison, sacrificing a person is nothing .”
Song Zining's eyes flickered, and he said, "If you say that, then I won't be polite."
"Go ahead and do it."
"My things have nothing to do with my family and country. I just want to settle personal grievances. Maybe I want to make some money for myself by the way."
Zhiji Wang smiled and said: "Those who achieve great things don't care about small things. For such a small matter, you can do it yourself, and you don't need to ask me."
By this time, the banquet is almost over. Although there are some things that have not been said thoroughly, they are enough. After all, Qianye is a half-blood, with different identities, how can he become a hero who can turn the tide? If this is done, wouldn't the people's standards of the empire for thousands of years collapse overnight
People's hearts are complicated, and people's hearts are easily provoked, and people's hearts are still easy to provoke.
Therefore, all the sacrifices and achievements of Qianye were just erased out of thin air. Maybe decades later, no one would remember that there was such a person and such a thing. The Eternal Night Council will not even ask for trouble to admit that a human race with two bloodlines did not choose the noble dark bloodline in the end. This is completely against the evolutionary rules of the descendants of mixed blood for thousands of years.
After walking out of the palace, Song Zining looked up at the sky. He knew the reason, but he couldn't get out of the breath that was stuck in his heart.
Why can't brothers of family and country have both
He had nowhere to vent, and kicked hard on the car door. The officer in charge of picking up and sending off was startled, and hurried up to him, saying, "What do you want to do, my lord? I'll do it now, sir!"
"It's okay, let's go back."
The officer didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he drove Song Zining straight to the post.
On the Twilight Continent, the clan castle in the traditional territory of the Spock family is peaceful and quiet.
The mobilization of combat readiness in the new world has taken away a large number of young adults early on.
Fortunately, Prince Habs was among the first to enter the new world. Although the pioneering period was difficult and the casualties were considerable, it was not as bad as the tragic encounter with the empire later.
In the empty hall, on the throne, Habs sat quietly, with one hand resting on the armrest and his chin propped up, taking a nap. In the past, this hall that could accommodate a thousand people was only used during clan meetings. However, recently, he has become more and more fond of staying in this large and somewhat cold space when he is alone.
The entire castle was so quiet that not even breathing could be heard. The prince had been restless for a long time, and people tried to make him rest better, whether out of consideration or fear.
After an unknown amount of time, Habs suddenly opened his eyes and said calmly, "Lennard, let him in."
In the small square outside the castle, among the chattering crowd, Marquis Linnard listened carefully, then waved his hand, letting go of a Marquis of Demon Race in front of him, but stopped his entourage.
The Demon-born Marquis had been protesting for a long time because the blood clan did not notify him. Seeing that he had relaxed at this time, although he was still angry at the treatment he had received, he didn't want to make further troubles and left his followers outside.
The devil saw Habs sitting on the throne in the hall, he saluted in a regular manner, and then said: "His Royal Highness Habs, on behalf of the parliament, I would like to extend my greetings to you."
Habs sat motionless on the spot, and said indifferently: "Your Excellency, if it is still the old saying, there is no need to say it. I have already answered that I don't have what he wants. Go back and tell him not to send anyone over again." gone."
The demon marquis didn't even meet Habs in the previous two visits, but this time he was about to be driven away after only saying a word. He finally got angry, and said: "Your Highness, the Speaker is trying to save face for you by putting this as a council matter and asking you to handle it at your own discretion. In fact, this is the will of His Majesty the Demon Emperor, so there is no reason to consider it!"
Habs' expression didn't fluctuate at all, and he said coldly: "Then there is no need to think about it. I am a blood clan, and the Demon Emperor is not my king."
"You!" The Demon-born Marquis jumped up, furious, and pointed his halberd at Habs.
There was a flash of blood in Habs's empty blue eyes, and the Demon Marquis was suddenly crushed to the ground by an invisible force.
His hands were feebly scratching at his throat, but it was useless. His face was flushed, but he could not make a sound. Soon his strength of struggle began to weaken, and blood oozed from the skin all over his body, gradually turning into a blood people.
Habs' expression didn't change at all, and he didn't even let go of the hand holding his chin. Watching the Marquis of the Demon Race die a little bit, it was like watching a piece of dust.
After the Marquis of the Demon Race stopped moving, he said calmly, "He's already dead, why don't you come out?"
Prattik stood at the door of the hall with a complicated expression on his face. He walked in slowly, stopped beside the Marquis of the Devil, and then walked to Habs' throne.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
"Congratulations, the perfect second awakening, the fate balance rudder of the Glorious Nightmare has ushered in a new owner."
Prattik looked up at Habs for a while, then opened his arms and said, "Dear old friend, why don't you give me a hug?"
Habs was silent for a while, and finally stood up from the throne and walked down the steps.
After the two hugged, they left the hall and went to Habs's study. No one cared about the unlucky Marquis of the Devil.
Linald brought refreshments to the two, then backed out and closed the door.
Bright red tea color, with exquisite snacks, and simple but well-maintained porcelain, the sight and smell are very pleasant. If it weren't for the bloody opening before, it should really be a good reunion of old friends.
After all, for the longevity species, after a long sleep, they may see a strange world when they open their eyes.
Prattik immersed himself in the aroma of tea for a moment, seeing that Habs had no intention of speaking at all, he could only sigh and said, "Dear Habs, you have changed a bit."
"This time the Demon Emperor sent you as an envoy?"
Prattik shrugged and said: "I don't know anything yet. The unlucky guy just now was appointed by His Excellency the Speaker, and His Majesty Kane just asked me to follow along."
Habs turned the cup in his hand and said, "There's nothing to see. I don't have anything His Majesty the Demon Emperor wants here."
Prattik's eyes were slightly solemn, and he said, "What exactly is it?"
Habs asked without answering, "When did you wake up from your slumber?"
"After the armistice of the jihad." Praetik thought for a while, and said a more accurate time point, "When the'bloody funeral'."
He suddenly realized something, and his face slowly turned pale, "Is... about that one?"
Habs stood up, took his teacup and walked to the French windows, staring for a long time at the land under his feet that he did not return until he was an adult, but which carried his clan and blood.
"You go."
Prattik was suddenly angry, threw the cup in his hand heavily on the table, and stood up, "Habs! That's Human Race, the Marshal of the Empire, the enemy of Eternal Night, even if he didn't die at that time, he didn't A few years of good life! And I have known you for more than a hundred years, and our friendship was interrupted by the death of a human race?"
"Bloods and demons are also enemies."
Praetik's hand clenched abruptly.
After a while, Habs turned around, his blue eyes were like the high clear sky, although he was gentle but without any emotion, "Pupu, you should be the most powerful prophet in the eternal night by now, you have not seen fate Is the wheel shifting?"
Prattyk didn't object.
"Pupu, let's go. The Demon Emperor himself will come to me."
Prattyk was about to say something, but suddenly felt a familiar wave of power close at hand, and his face suddenly turned pale.
Habs didn't look surprised at all. He turned his head and watched the figure of the Demon Emperor condensed in the void.
This should be a clone of the Holy Mountain Supreme, restrained without a trace of coercion and breath, but the moment of crossing the space still makes all the dark forces in the environment bow their heads. And the higher the rank of the Yongye powerhouse present, the more obvious the feeling.
The atmosphere froze for a moment.
Prattik reacted, bowed deeply, and said, "Your Majesty."
The Demon Emperor said softly, "Mr. Prattyk, you should take someone away first. Mr. Habs and I have something to say."
Prattik's pale face never recovered, and he didn't say a word. He saluted again, and then pushed the door and went out.
The Demon Emperor turned to Habs and said, "Mr. Habs, have you seen the human race's secret star trail?"
Habs froze for a moment, but didn't speak.
The Demon Emperor didn't mind his attitude, and said softly: "I've seen it before. The star trails he showed me are really incomparably rich and beautiful. In comparison, the top of the world with the asteroid belt is like a desert. The only thing that can be compared is the wheel of fortune of our people of darkness, which slowly rotates in ten thousand years. It is completely impossible to imagine how the ephemeral species, whose average life is less than a hundred years, can have such a beautiful trajectory."
Hubs slowly said a place name, "Kumaraten?"
"Yes, I was there. Not killing him at that time was the biggest mistake of my life."
"He's still dead."
"He could have looked down on all living beings from above the star dome, but he would rather fall into the mud and burn to ashes. For those ugly ants. I don't understand."
"We only respect the strong, but he only recognizes the same kind."
The Demon Emperor was slightly startled, thought for a while, then shook his head, then looked into Habs' eyes, and said, "Give me his remains, we need to get some information from him."
"The people who died fighting in the void have no bones left."
"Short-lived species have no soul reincarnation and no awakening of consciousness. Their passing is forever."
Hubbs was silent.
The Demon Emperor suddenly sighed softly, and said: "Then give me his original crystal. Mr. Habs, you also know that the plan of the human race has been carried out against us Yong Ye for hundreds of years, but even if there is someone from the King of Longevity Information, there is still no prophet who can accurately analyze the subsequent impact. Although he is gone, the situation has not improved, and we need to trace the connection of the thread of fate from him."
He looked down at his hands, and said with a wry smile: "If I had shot at that time, there would not have been any lines of fate left behind. But such a beautiful star trail, who would be willing to annihilate it with his own hands?"
Habs said slowly: "Your Majesty Kane, there is only one way. You completely destroy me and this castle. Then it doesn't matter at all whether I have hidden something that shouldn't be hidden."
Habs suddenly felt a chill, and his blood core sank violently. He saw that even after receiving such a rude answer, the Demon Emperor was still lifeless and his eyes were as gentle as before.
But Habs would never think that this supreme being was threatened. Even if the Demon Emperor is only a clone here, it is almost impossible to destroy the blood prince of one of the twelve ancient clans together with the clan castle, but how long will it take for the Demon Emperor to arrive here
"I heard that the emperor of the human race is his disciple, and he has always refused to believe that he has fallen. No one can take his position, and even his salary is still distributed according to the state he is still alive. This can be seen as a kind of memory , no one wants to offend their emperor for a little money."
The Demon Emperor's voice didn't fluctuate at all, it was still as soft as he said, "But what if there are rumors that the heroes of the empire that people think are not dead, but have become captives?"
Habs said slowly: "Your Majesty the emperor of the devil, you really make me feel ashamed."
Rumors have always been very marketable, because all parties have their own considerations. The Eternal Night Council is absolutely unwilling to establish a heroic image for the empire who can only turn the tide, and the clowns in the empire certainly don't want to leave political enemies with glory that will be recorded in the annals of history. And it is very easy to discredit heroes, because they can no longer stand up and defend themselves.
It's not that Habs didn't know that because of the majestic suppression of the Demon Emperor, no one dared to add fuel to the battle and talk nonsense. Otherwise, a battle without witnesses may be passed down to whatever it is. He did not report on his duties, nor did he submit a certificate of merit, which was enough for his opponents in the parliament and even the blood clan to initiate impeachment.
"Mr. Habs, I hope that one day you will challenge me on the holy mountain, not here." The demon emperor's face and voice were very calm, "I don't really want to have trouble with the Queen of the Night on the Twilight Continent , the new world is where our common interests lie, and Lilith is already old."
The last sentence did not conform to the polite and polite image of the Demon Emperor Kane, but it also revealed the unknown ambition and unruliness of this young Supreme.
The Demon Emperor cast his eyes on a certain point in the void, which was where the ancient blood pool of the clan castle was located. He said slowly: "You can think about it again, but my patience is not infinite."
It was a long time after the Demon Emperor left that Habs moved his body. He stretched out his right index finger and drew a line in the air.
The power spectrum jumped out.
One end comes from the source of darkness, and the endless dark force pushes forward and extends to the other side. It gradually changes along the way, showing deep and light grays, until it passes through the neutral zone, dawn dawns, and dawn follows one after another.
This is the end of the deduction, this is the cognition of the power lineage of the eternal night creature so far.
The source of darkness is the source of this world, so what is the end of dawn? Is there a source of dawn, or something else? If the source of dawn can also create a world, what will it look like? Is there a star trail that the Demon Emperor has seen.