Shenmin—
This word is sacred and remote, but it seems so real and close at the moment.
Brando was silent for a while, almost listening to God's mind, and didn't even notice that dozens of prompts had popped out of his record. The level of scholars and the skills and knowledge under them increased in this moment. More than ten levels.
But the latter has no idea about it.
"I understand," he replied: "But Ms. Ovina, you said that I have the authority of the Truth Society, but I never felt it. My strength still needs to be learned and accumulated experience, doesn't it? ?"
"Is that really the case?" Gunling was a little funny: "How old are you this year?"
Brando got stuck.
Suddenly he realized that he couldn't understand this question a bit, so he decided to bring the topic back to the field he was familiar with. After thinking about it, he continued with the previous question:
"So what you said before is the difference between the highest-privileged conference and the least-privileged conference?"
"There is a big difference. This determines which level of power the highest-authority participant can use in the meeting. In the highest-authority meeting, the ancestor has unlimited veto power, and he can even force the end of the meeting." Owina glanced at him: "Just like you did."
Brando couldn't help feeling sympathy for Her Majesty's misfortune: "She doesn't know?"
"Maybe you know, maybe you don't, but even if you know, you don't know that your authority will be so high. Her blood should come from Odin. Odin is the leader of the Land Legion and the veteran of the Council of Truth. Their authority Second only to the ancestors, if you are not there, she can get everything she wants—"
"What does she want?"
"I guess she wants to reopen the Council of Truth."
Brando frowned and looked at the spear spirit: "That's what you said."
Ovena shook her head: "I'm talking about a permanent parliament, just like before the Sixth Era. There is a permanent parliament. Babel Tower will be permanent in the world, and there will also be a permanent presence in the parliament. The gods of your age, the chosen and the people of promise of your time will eventually grow up to become the next generation of gods and accept the inheritance from ancient times."
Brando couldn't help but froze, isn't this great? According to the Silver Queen’s plan, if Babel will survive forever, with the increase of the chosen, civilization will eventually recover to a high level, at least not inferior to before the mortal era.
Isn't it much better than it is now
Why is the Silver Queen so sneaky
He couldn't help but blurted out: "What's wrong with this?"
Unexpectedly, this question caused Ovena to hesitate. After considering it for a while, she replied: "Didn't the Bujas tell you what is the difference between the era of mortals and the era when God was still walking on the earth?"
Brando was stunned for a moment, wondering why the other party knew that he had met Tulaman, but then realized that his alliance with the Buga was obviously not a secret.
He remembered what Tulaman had told himself, there seemed to be relevant content in it, but he still didn't understand what the relationship was between.
Could it be said that the civilization of the mortal world is so weak that it can deal with the growth of chaos
"It is difficult for me to answer you this question," Ovena replied: "Before the Council of Truth was closed, my master and I were fighting Dusk and did not participate in the last meeting. They should have made some decision during that meeting. , I can only speculate based on this, but any question will eventually be tested for right and wrong, so in the end it is good or bad, and I have no answer."
Brando suddenly thought of the sage Ellanta at this moment, thought of the sacred covenant, thought of the Buga who kept his mouth shut for everything that happened on the final battlefield, a certain kind of insight vaguely appeared in his heart, but he could not be sure.
He shook his head slightly. This withered era seemed to make it difficult for anyone to see the way forward. Perhaps the Queen of Silver had seen something that forced her to make such a decisive choice, but ultimately died in his own hands.
He asked himself whether everything he did was right or wrong. It seemed that there was no answer, but at least it would not be worse than everything that happened in the game. Regarding this, he could only have a clear conscience
Where should mortals go? Perhaps only mortals themselves can answer this question.
"So," Brando finally clarified his thoughts and asked: "I have one last question. This is the answer I most urgently want to know at the moment. I want to ask, when the Silver Queen initiates a meeting, Did you count me among the three initiators?"
"Of course not," Owina replied without hesitation: "In my opinion, she has never even regarded you as an opponent. She cares very much about Odin's inheritance from you, but that's nothing more. Inheritance, lineage to lineage, these are two different things."
Having said that, she couldn’t help laughing: “But she’s a bit stupid. If you don’t have the blood of the gods and people, how can Odin pass it on to you? Efforts, it is impossible to enter the Council of Truth."
Brando didn't find it funny, in fact his face sank. Only Akane noticed the change in her lord's face, and she subconsciously moved closer.
"Then who is the initiator of the meeting? Is Akane the attendee as the Azure Knight?" Brando asked.
"Qian is of course not counted," Owina immediately denied: "Although Azure Knights generally participate in meetings, this time we exist as recorders rather than participants. According to regulations, recorders do not participate in meetings. of."
"If I remember correctly, that Prince Ogoos should be a Chosen One..." Brando recalled. Most of the Chosen Ones had their own flaws. His Royal Highness looked like a maniac, and based on his strength Judging by performance, it is not difficult to draw this conclusion.
"Then besides him and Her Majesty the Queen, who is the third participant?"
"I don't know this well, but the other party's authority is very high, not worse than Her Majesty." Ovena shook her head.
"Is he here?" Brando asked immediately.
"He is not here, but I think he should be in this city."
Brando took a deep breath, faintly guessing a possibility in his heart.
Why would the Silver Queen know Roman
Why did she specially invite Roman to the empire
Why has Princess Gloria ever been witnessed near Braggs
Also, why did his grandfather never tell him about all this around him
Everything is too coincidental.
It was as if the broken chains were connected to each other, and the cause and effect of the matter automatically appeared in his mind. He faintly regretted it. Perhaps this time letting Romance come here would be a serious mistake.
Thinking that Roman might be the baby girl sixty years ago, and the big secret lurking in her, Brando suddenly felt that he could not sit still, and subconsciously had to go outside the garden of white roses.
But Medissa and Charles immediately stopped him. Although they were not as close as Akane, they were always paying attention to the movements of his lord. He and Ovena’s Nafan conversation could be hidden from ordinary people, but As the traveling mage creatures closely related to Brando, they could hear it.
"My lord, you can't go out."
"Lord Lord, what do you want to do? It's a bit late now. Miss Kou Hua's puppies outside won't recognize you as her master. Besides, God knows what the cultists are doing in the outer city now—"
Medissa stared at Brando's somewhat gloomy face, and asked in a low voice: "Lord Lord, are you worried about Miss Romance?"
Brando glanced at her and nodded silently, but it was difficult for him to say clearly for various reasons.
He was about to speak, but there was a figure in his eyes.
The witch who had previously met at the Cat and Beard Inn appeared at the main entrance of the White Rose Garden at some point. She slowly passed the crowd, and no one was asking about it, as if the latter should have appeared here.
The witch came to Brando, looked at him silently, waited for a long time, and then said: "There is something wrong with Roman, you must leave here immediately."
Brando was stunned.
It was as if there was a sharp dagger in the woman's words, which pierced the most feared place in his heart as soon as she opened her mouth.
He almost took a deep breath before coming back to his senses, looking at the other person and questioning: "Who are you anyway?"
The witch took off her veil without hesitation. At that moment, Brando almost thought she had seen several faces, some of which he was even familiar with, and seemed to have encountered it somewhere recently.
But in the end he could see the real face of the other party clearly.
"you… "
Princess Gloria cannot be said to be beautiful. Among the fine bloodlines of the Korkava royal family, she can only be regarded as ordinary, far inferior to her niece Griffin, who has elf blood.
But Brando rarely sees the temperament of her body. Perhaps it is the life of a witch over the years that has enveloped her with a mysterious aura. With this aura, this lady feels like It's difficult to describe and use short language to describe it.
Brando has only seen a similar temperament in one person, and that person is right in front of him now.
She has another name in the countryside of Buche, and the locals call her Ms. Assia, but in front of Roman and him, she calls her Aunt Jenny.
This is a middle-aged woman, but the years leave little marks on her face.
"Aunt Jenny..."
"You should have guessed who I am," Princess Gloria replied: "Now I allow you to use my real name. What I want to tell you is-your guess is basically correct, and Roman is indeed raised by me. Growing up, you may still have a lot of doubts in your heart, but now you must listen to me and leave here immediately."
"Why?" Brando froze.
The others also frowned and looked at each other. Among them, the silver elf princess and Charles, who reacted more quickly, had vaguely guessed the identity of each other, while Akane and Mordefense looked wary.
As for Andríguet, he yawned before that, revealing the sharp canines of the lower half.
"There is no time, but I will explain to you," Gloria's face was a little serious: "You go find Niederwen and Vala, I want to borrow the Royal Cruz teleportation array."
"They won't agree, that's the secret of the Cruz royal family." Brando immediately shook his head. Before he figured out the situation, it was absolutely impossible for him to leave Roman and leave.
"They will," Gloria seemed to ignore his attitude: "You are the new emperor of the empire, if they don't want the two emperors to die on the same day."
"what!"
"Madam, what are you talking about?"
Not only Brando, but everyone around him was shocked, even Faina, who had not interrupted, couldn't help but utter a sound.
"The Silver Queen gave you the ring of supremacy. You are the emperor of the empire. Other than that, no one can take advantage of this position before you die. This is a rule set by the King of Flame, even if it is. The nobles of Cruz and His Royal Highness the eldest son can't violate this, so you go tell Nidven and Vala and let me talk to them."
Brando fell silent.
He faintly felt that something was wrong with the problem, but his right hand, which was tightly gripped on the hilt of the Flame Blade, represented his mood at the moment.
Princess Gloria watched his expression silently, shook her head and said: "Brando, don't be willful, you will understand how important these words I said to you today are."
"Aunt Jenny." Brando hesitated for a moment, and chose the name he was more familiar with, but he never dreamed that his re-encounter with Roman and each other would happen under such circumstances.
"You should understand that I cannot abandon Roman in any way. No matter what happens to her, I will find her..." He paused, and said with some difficulty: "Even if she is dead, I will at least see her. The body of my fiancee."
Gloria stared at the young man fixedly.
She suddenly didn't know how to speak.
"She's not dead," finally the first princess of the kingdom sighed: "I assure you that Roman will be fine, but you must leave here first, okay?"
"not good."
Brando still shook his head.
In fact, he had already planned to forcefully cross the opponent to the outer city to find Roman. Although his conversation with Ovena was only a short time here, his heart was already distraught at the moment.
But at this time, someone in the Rose Garden screamed: "Martha is here, look at the moon!"
Everyone turned their heads subconsciously, and then their eyes widened—
That black moon, lonely in the sky, was actually falling.
The whole world seemed to resonate with it, trembling slightly.
That scene.
As if the end is coming.
But Brando vaguely felt that he had seen the same scenery there.