"Okay." Angel nodded calmly.
He had already anticipated that Wardle might come to him. As Popota said, it's impossible for Wardle to have no plans, but what exactly he plans to do, Angel still doesn't know.
He went out alone, actually wanting to see if Wardle would show up.
As it turns out, he guessed right.
Wardle: "Please come with me."
Wardle flew into the distance, the gloomy wind in the Acropolis rattling his robes.
The dark night flying under Angel's feet flickered with a black-gold pattern, and with a little toes, it floated lightly into the air, and flew into the unknown darkness with Wardle.
When Angel left, Greenwood in the stone room didn't notice, and was still watching Olucia's soul "affectionately", still chanting words in his mouth. But Popota in the other compartment raised her head at this time, looking through the cloak and looking out the window, until Angel's figure disappeared, Popota lowered her head, and a stream escaped in the air. An inaudible sigh.
Leaping over the spooky Acropolis full of bones and undead, Angel was taken outside the city by Wardle.
That is the seat of the throne and the heap of bones.
A solitary lantern emitting a dim yellow firelight stands at the top of the Bone Pile Hill. The wind blows and the firelight shakes, casting ghostly shadows in the already dim area.
After Wardle came here, he stopped and stood quietly beside the bone pile without speaking for a long time.
Angel didn't know what Wardle was trying to figure out, so he could only adapt to changes. Stand aside, waiting for Wardle to speak.
When I first arrived, all my attention was attracted by the phase gate in the sky, but I didn't look at it carefully. Looking at it again now, Angel has discovered some strange places.
Why is the throne placed outside the city
According to common sense, the throne is the symbol of the highest power, shouldn't it be placed at the core of the Acropolis
Also, why is there such a small hill made of bones on purpose outside? Moreover, a lonely lamp does not shine on the throne, but quietly shines on this bone pile hill
Seeing Angel's gaze on the pile of bones, Wardle suddenly said, "Are you curious about these bones?"
"I'm just curious why they are stacked here." Angel said truthfully.
Wardle smiled and said it was laughter, but what came from under the mask was just the sound of "laughing", but not the emotion of "laughing".
"This is their will, and it's my will." Wardle turned around slowly, picked up the solitary lamp on the pile of bones, and quietly illuminated the pile of bones.
"These skeletons include my ancestors, my relatives, my lover, and my friends." The lights shook, covering the primitive totem on Wardle's mask with a faint yellow glow. The faint words, like seeing the soul of the ancient times, slowly stood up in this pile of bones. They are all lives related to Wardle, but now except Wardle, everyone else has disappeared in the long river of time, and only this pile of bones remains.
"Almost all of them died in battle, guarding the Hangu Acropolis until the last moment. And the ones who killed them included the intruding demons, the strong among the monsters, and even... you humans."
"Sorry." Angel said softly.
"Your Excellency the Savior does not need to apologize for this, it has nothing to do with you, those are ancient things. It has been a long time, and all the hatred and resentment, I have long forgotten. However, among all the offenders, You humans, at least in the eyes of our aboriginal people, are transparent and come for profit. As long as there is profit, you can even go against each other.”
Wardell told the past in a calm tone: "For them, in order to continue the glory of Hangu, dying in battle is also an honor. During their lifetime, they guarded the last acropolis of the aborigines; At the gate of the acropolis, guarding the guards is their own choice."
"And for me, seeing their skeletons makes me reflect on myself. So, I put a lamp on their skeletons and tell myself all the time, and they're there watching me."
When Wardle said this, he turned to look at Angel: "Are you interested in hearing my story?"
Angel froze for a moment, and immediately understood that Wardle was about to get to the point.
Thinking of this, Angel nodded: "Okay."
Wardle pondered for a long time, then slowly said, "I used to be the king of the Cold Ancient Acropolis."
"But compared to them." Wardle pointed to the phalanx pile: "I am a coward who is afraid of death, so I thought of the way back early. I chose to share the prosperity and loss with the mainland, and completely integrate myself with this continent... "
"...Because of the gate of phase, or the competition for other interests, after countless battles, I was timid and survived."
"I was complacent at first. It wasn't until I saw that my former fathers, my lover, and even their children had grown old and died, and I began to doubt whether my choice was wrong. Later, when the cold ancient times passed, there was nothing left. Few of the aborigines left here, leaving only this lonely ruin, and then I suddenly realized that my choice may have been wrong."
"A wizard once asked me to use the door of phase, and I agreed. The condition I offered was that I wanted to get an answer to a question."
"I asked him, every wizard seems to be pursuing endless life, what's the point of that?"
Wardle looked at Angel: "Do you know how he answered?"
"We are just exploring the truth." Angel said softly.
Wardle nodded: "Yes, he answered me the same way. I asked him what truth is, and he laughed but didn't answer. I thought about it for a long time, and I don't know if I understood it correctly, but I guessed that the truth might be A vision is a driving force that inspires wizards to move forward, an obsession that is elusive."
Wardle looked at Angel, as if he wanted to get the answer of "what is truth" from Angel's mouth.
"Everyone pursues the truth in a different way." Angel replied, whether what Wardle said is correct or not has nothing to do with oneself, the truth itself exists in one's heart.
Wardle shook his head, and instead of continuing on the topic of truth, he returned to the topic: "Unfortunately, I have no hope of moving forward."
Angel: "Because, you share the prosperity and loss of this continent with yourself?"
Wardle took a deep look at Angel: "Yes, I personally killed my hope of advancing. If the continent collapses, I will die; if the continent recovers, I can also become better."
"The pan-consciousness of the mainland is close to you, so I can't have any intention of attacking you."
Surprise flashed in Angel's eyes. Wardle didn't need to say this sentence at all. He pointed it out deliberately to calm my heart
"Without any hope of moving forward, I can only waste time in this lonely world. Until, I met you, Your Excellency the Savior."
Having said that, Angel has understood that what Wardle said next is probably the reason why he called himself here.
There must be something to ask for.
Sure enough, after some preparations, Wardle said the purpose of this trip.
…
Angel returned to the stone room above the prayer church.
As he pushed the door open, Greywood floated over. Greywood turned into a flame again, looking like a small fireball.
Seeing the doubts in Angel's eyes, Greenwood said: "There are too many dead souls here. Although they won't come near here, the cold wind has been pouring in from the door, and it is warmer to restore the real body."
"You can close the door." Angel closed the door of the stone room at will, blocking the overcast wind from outside.
Greenwood also turned into a human body, a little swarthy, but a very delicate face.
"Because I don't know when the innkeeper will come back." Greenwood said at this moment, he suddenly thought of something: "Innkeeper, where have you been? Just now, Lord Olucia woke up for a while, and I was just looking for you, but the result was Found out you weren't outside."
"I went out for a walk." Angel vaguely brought this topic: "Alucia is awake?"
"Yes, but he woke up for a while, said a few words to me, and then fell into a deep sleep again. The source fire seal makes it difficult for his soul power to be transmitted. If he can..."
"What did it say?" Angel interrupted Greenwood, because he knew that if he didn't interrupt Greenwood, he would probably force him to release Olucia's soul.
In fact, Angel didn't think what Orusia would do to him after the seal was unlocked. It could be seen from his willingness to hand over the "Eye of Light" to Greenwood. In fact, Greywood could have unlocked the open fire seal while he was leaving just now, but it didn't do it, and Orusia didn't ask Greywood to do so.
This kind of mutual trust has actually demonstrated Orusia's attitude.
However, in order to avoid trouble, and in order to take precautions, Angel still felt that it was better to avoid unlocking the open fire seal as much as possible.
Referring to what Orusia said, Greenwood pursed his lips: "I told Lord Orusia about our current situation. It was fine at first, but when it knew that this was Yuantan Continent, it was Don't talk much... However, it made me tell the owner, don't provoke anyone or anything related to the Queen of Hell, whether it's Kurondo or Garm, try not to get too involved with them."
"why?"
Greenwood: "According to Lord Orusia, even if it is judged by the Flameless Lord, the Queen of Hell is an indescribable terrifying ancient person. She spreads the horror of death in the abyss. The lunatic at the center."
Even if it was Greenwood's retelling, Angel could feel the fear of the Queen of Hell in Orusia's words.
Angel pondered for a moment: "I see."
Angel and Greenwood chatted about some unrelated topics again, and then returned to their room.
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