Roland couldn't help being a little surprised. Although these theories are common sense in later generations, as an astrologer who lacks observational means, it is not easy to find out that the stars are moving in orbit.
"The same should be true of the World Destruction Star," the other party continued. "It is said that it appears in a cycle of four or five hundred years, which means that its trajectory is very broad, and it takes such a long time to approach us once. And the sun With the moon by our side, it only takes one day and one night to run the distance." He gasped, "As we all know, the farther away something is from us, the smaller it looks, and the same should be true in the stars. So When the world-destroying star is approaching us, there will inevitably be a process from a dark star to a bright star, and finally into a crescent moon."
"Then did you find it?"
Dispersion Star shook his head, "There is no clear arrival time from the mission handed down hundreds of years ago, so the World Destruction Star is probably still in a certain corner of the starry sky, and it cannot be observed because it is too far away from us. "
"For decades... you have been doing this kind of thing?"
"Yes, Your Majesty," said the tiredness in the old man's voice, "It was forty years ago that I became an apprentice of the Astrological Society, and I have not stopped looking up for the past forty years, although I did not Know why you're staring at a starry sky that hasn't changed for decades. In addition to identifying the stars and recording the seasons, astrologers also make fortunes on festivals or festive days, but that's what the king says, and Not really predicting the future, but all this must be kept secret, and only by keeping the name of astrology sages can they attract subsequent apprentices."
"You regret it?"
Scattered Star shook his head, "If it was ten years ago, I might regret it, but since I became the chief and took over this important task from the Meteorite Bachelor, I have understood what I look up to. This will be a real astrology, An unparalleled prophecy is also the meaning of the existence of the astrological association. It's a pity... I can continue to look up to the time is running out. "
There are not many, his hair is all gray, the wrinkles on his face are like mountains, and the brown spots all over his forehead, Roland thought, I am afraid that in two or three years, his life will come to an end.
"If it is really a disaster that destroys the world, did the ancestors not pass down any defense or avoidance strategies?"
"That's something you should consider, Your Majesty," the bachelor squeezed out a smile. "The horoscope is just your eyes. It's the king's responsibility to lead the people to survive the catastrophe. So you can't close it... even if The earth is cracking, the sky is raining fire, and as long as it can be predicted in advance, people will have a better chance of surviving."
Roland couldn't help but be in awe, looking up day after day just to verify this prophecy, even in front of the red moon that symbolizes the end, he still abides by his responsibilities. This dedication is not something everyone can have. What if the royal heirs knew in advance that the end was coming? Indulge yourself, let go of all constraints, and take the time to enjoy the rest of your life? This is probably the reason why the ancestors set the announcement time after the age of 30.
After a long silence, he asked the last question, "Other kingdoms also have astrologer associations. What is their purpose? Is it also to find this world-destroying star?"
"I don't know... I have never left the capital, and they have never sent anyone to Greycastle."
"I understand, let's go here today."
"You... don't close the horoscope?"
"Keep it for now," Roland stood up and walked out of the hall. When he was about to leave the room, he turned his head and looked at the chief astrologer who bowed to him, "When I'm free later, I'll give you some better stargazing tools, as well as real astrology knowledge."
"What?" The other party showed a puzzled look.
Roland did not explain, and continued, "Also, even if the red moon is coming, it will not be the end." He paused for a moment, and his tone was firm, "We will survive."
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The hydrogen balloon was quickly filled, and the group boarded the gondola and flew to the palace.
"What did you all say?" Lightning asked, lying outside the basket.
"I want to know Goo too!"
"A half-hearted story," Nightingale shrugged.
"In that case, how can I stick to my original plan?" Roland rolled his eyes and recounted what happened in the hall, "I wanted to pack them all and send them to the Western Region, but the other party has been watching for a while. In ten years, let him finish his last journey on the astrological platform."
"You are indeed a kind monarch." Wendy smiled.
"Good man!" Maisie flapped her wings and raised her head with a groan.
"Ahem," Roland hurriedly changed the subject. "The World Destruction Star they were waiting for should be the same thing that Agatha mentioned. The red moon appeared, and the prophecy that the end of the world would come has something to do with witches."
"I think so too," Sylvez thought, "The simplest proof is that this place used to be a barren land, there was no city, and people were still gathering in villages, so how could they go after these ethereal things? It should be the survivors of the Federation who brought the news of the red moon, and at the same time rebuilding their homes, they gave the earliest astrologers the task of monitoring the sky."
"And there is one outstanding person who is the ancestor of His Majesty Roland?" Lightning said excitedly, "Oh, this is really a wonderful adventure!"
"Exploration? Where is the danger?"
"Idiot, you don't have to be in danger. As long as you can understand those secrets that have been sealed in dust, it is an excellent harvest for explorers."
"Gu? But you said earlier that explorers shouldn't pay too much attention to the results, but should focus on enjoying the process of exploration." Maisie blinked innocently.
"Uh... so a great explorer knows when and where to use, so any expedition is full of enjoyment," Lightning exclaimed, "you're nowhere near that real!"
"Goo..." The pigeon landed on Roland's head in frustration, "Is that so?"
The witches couldn't help laughing.
Back at the palace, Roland found the classics that recorded the history of the Wimbledon family from the library, and frowned after flipping through it.
"What's wrong?" Nightingale asked.
"There is no astrologer in the family history," he pointed to the yellowed and faded pages. "The first ancestor was Mond Wimbledon, and the first king was Tarlac Wimbledon. .Whether it's the construction of the horoscope, or the higher-ranking executor, none of it is mentioned... Someone erased this passage from history."
"Who would do this?" she asked in surprise. "The person who wrote this book is the heir of the past, right?"
"That's right, after one book is written, a new book will be added, so it shouldn't be missed," Roland said slowly, "According to the conditions that the city construction had already started and the instructions could be engraved on the gold plaque, no matter what. There should be a record of this person."
If someone really wanted to hide something, why did they leave the clues in the astrological association? As the successor, it is impossible to be unclear about the true purpose of the astrological platform... What happened to the Wimbledon family four hundred years ago? (.)