Seeing the people walking out of the dim light from the edge of the candlelight in turn, Tumen gently raised his snow-white eyebrows. In his eyes, the first thing he saw were the nobles of Cruz walking in the forefront. These dukes, although their faces were disgraced, and their expensive clothes were ragged and stained with dirt, but they still behaved decently. After going through the crisis, they looked good. Still calm.
Behind them, there were soldiers and refugees. Many people had fled from East Metz, looking distressed, distressed, and cowering, appearing in shock.
Finally, the Faenzan people, the knights of the Silver Horse Knights walked steadily, following their knight commander, without saying a word.
"These Geert descendants at least did not abandon their compatriots and retained the last bit of courage." Seeing this, the old man thought.
And while he was looking at the guests he ordered Mordefense and Andriguez to bring, the other side was looking at him at the same time.
This is a very typical Miner-
Although the Silver Queen claimed to be supported by the Miner behind her back, it turned out that it was just a deceptive trick played by the Dragon Queen and others.
At best, they are just some Senjas, some past Miner vassals, who have suffered persecution in this era, so they are full of nostalgia for the past era.
Since the last Miner clan retreated into the Great Glacier since the Year of Yaojin, in fact, the world has never seen these "ancestors" again. They seem to have disappeared from this world, at least on the surface. in this way.
But the old man with white beard and eyebrows who appeared in front of them at this moment, at least judging from the appearance of the opponent, is undoubtedly the Miner.
Those blood-red eyes are one of the most conspicuous features of Miner people after the golden bloodline has degenerated.
A Miner was hiding under the mine of Anlong. Judging from the other's behavior, it seems that he has also been operating here for a long time. This time can be decades or hundreds of years.
The emergence of this idea has raised vigilance in everyone's hearts.
What is the intention of such a Miner to bring these displaced Cruz people here at this moment
revenge
When it comes to the name Miner, the impression that most people have in the hearts of most people is a gloomy, evil, and civilized image of a mortal enemy, at least in the battle of the saints depicted in the poem of Cang. This is how it is described in legends that have been passed down through word of mouth for thousands of years.
The crowd rioted first, and some soldiers even drew out their swords-the lethality of the Miner title was too powerful. The first thought that came out of people’s hearts was that this was a trap. Although the other party seemed to have only one person, who knew what was hidden in the deep darkness around him
The eyes that fell on the pair of vampire sisters and brothers, Mordefense and Andrique, also became less friendly.
But people didn’t do anything cautiously, because let’s not mention that the old Miner man in front of him is still unclear, and a dozen steps away, on the side of a bookshelf, Grey Sword Saint Mephistopheles is leaning against it with his hands, watching coldly. These Cruz people.
Although I don't know for any reason, the Juggernaut has rescued them once before, but the Cruz people have at least forgotten the unforgettable hatred between this person and the empire.
Of course, there is also the terrible reputation of the other party.
In other words, just the identity of an Extreme Sword Saint is enough to make most people stop.
Only Rodriguez and Vala were the only ones who could suppress the Master Swordsman in terms of strength.
With such fearful thoughts, everyone couldn't help but cast their eyes on Vala in the middle of the crowd.
Vala did not express his position lightly. In fact, in addition to him and Veronica, most of the Cruz upper-class nobles here are also unclear.
Compared with the blindness and fear of ordinary people, high-level figures tend to think more carefully because of their insights. The dukes know that the other party has worked hard to lead them here, and it is by no means as simple as wanting revenge.
If it weren't, the other party just had to stand on the sidelines before, and they would already be a pile of bones at the moment.
Tumen didn’t care about these uncertain or unclear gazes. He glanced around at everyone and then said: “I know what you’re thinking, but the hatred a thousand years ago is gone. I don’t think anyone will mention it. These past events that should have been sealed under the dust of history..."
Tumen's gaze swept across Vala. He knew this'young man'. He had met this man in Alkhash sixty years ago. Of course, at that time, the other party was still a young and powerful pragmatist, a faithful and unshakable one. saint. Today, the other party has taken over the crown, which symbolizes the highest power of the Temple of Flame, from the old predecessor Holy See, and has become the dominant figure of the party.
But such a big man, he has seen many in the past thousand years, and Walla is just one of them. He even knew exactly everything that had happened in the past sixty years, the changes within the empire and the transfer of power, even though he had never left this place in the past ten centuries.
Then his gaze swept across the other people one by one: "First of all, I want to say that I would take the liberty to invite you here without your consent, but I think this is necessary, because everyone Know this better than me."
"My lord," Veronica said at this time, her voice still looking a little depressed: "You want to see us? So, you already know what's happening outside, right?"
Tumen nodded.
"Including those monsters?"
"Including all of this."
"My lord, you are from Miner?"
"Yes, but it doesn’t matter, right, we’re not talking about this issue. In fact, even my identity and your identities are all trivial things at the moment. You want to know. Is this really the case?"
"But." Veronica wanted to say something, but did not speak.
"You mean you can't trust people of unknown origin, right?"
Veronica neither nodded nor shook her head, but it was clear that this was what the female army commander meant.
And beside her, the Great Holy See Vala carefully looked at the old man in front of him. He looked more and more surprised. Finally, his wrinkled face showed a shock and incredible expression. He listened to Tumen and Vero. After Nika's conversation, he finally couldn't help but stepped forward and asked a little hesitantly: "I take the liberty to ask, Your Excellency is..."
Tumen nodded: "You guessed it right. I am the one you guessed. You call it the lord of Wanoka. The wind elves call the elemental tyrant; but in fact these are just false names. I still prefer my title of the director of a large library. At that time, I did meet four bright and eager young people—"
Cang Dang.
I don't know whose sword fell to the ground in a panic, and the man hurriedly bent over to pick it up. The others looked at him, but they didn't feel ridiculous at all.
Everyone's faces were pale.
Figure door.
Some people describe the historical sky as a scene dotted with stars, where heroic legends and epics are intertwined, like stars, large and small, all over this shimmering sky.
But above this traversing galaxy, there are only a few stars that can be said to be ancient and shining, and their light shines on every era before and after.
These names are few and far between, except for the four sages, the Azure Knight and the Dragon of Darkness, if there is one left, it can only be the owner of such a name.
A person who has become the ruler of the elements and the master of magic.
The teacher of the four sages.
It is a legend in itself.
This name used to be the deputy of the Dark Dragon, the enemy of the ancestors and the people of Silver; but it also created this era with its own hands, inherited the modern system of magic and order, and created elemental patterns.
This name represents a dark and bloody era, but at the same time, its blessings will spread throughout the next thousand years.
In the hearts of most mortals, this name is like a pair of intertwined contradictions. They always mention this name in awe and fear, as well as respect and zeal.
But such a name.
It should have been shining in the sky a thousand or two hundred years ago, not now-today.
Tumen slowly placed the closed book on the low table. This simple action made everyone present feel a suffocating aura.
The old man smiled, knowing how these people recognize themselves. In fact, this is not surprising. There are statues of him in the four temples—he was once the teacher of the four sages, and the temple has never denied it. at this point.
As for other people who discovered this later than Vala, it was just because they hadn't thought of it, and they didn't dare to think about this possibility.
He looked at these people, but remembered many things in his heart. It was a time a thousand years ago. In that era, he met four smart and brave young people.
In fact, from the first glance he saw them, he knew that the destiny of the Miner Empire would take a completely different path after that, but out of respect for the goddess, neither he nor Odin stopped him. All this happened.
Some things have changed, just like all the changes that have occurred in this land over the past thousand years. After witnessing the irreversible flow of history and time, those extraordinary people can often understand this.
To break free from the fate of fate, we must have extraordinary courage and persistence.
This kind of courage and perseverance was shown to everyone in that era. They ended that era with an epic revolution, just like what the azure knights and more ancestors did in the more distant history. That way.