This is an era of careerists. Opportunities and cunning conspiracies are like undercurrents and turbulent rivers that have swept back and forth for hundreds of years.
Just like an invisible quill rushing to write a book in the depths of dark thoughts, a complete picture scroll gradually formed in Brando's mind. The second half of this story is already foreseeable-in the final battle, the mist shrouded In the center of the ruins, in the dark and silent temple—no matter what the Queen of Silver saw, what happened, whether it was true or false, or right or wrong, it doesn’t matter now, its ending is already doomed, four The Great Temple and the Buga will never let this matter have any sequelae, let alone its influence be taken out of the Alka area.
But the reason is not as sinister and nasty as the world thinks—
Because Elroy, the leader of the Silver People, the ruler of the Silver Lightning, once put his hands on the sacred oath and swore an oath to the four sages, proclaiming that in the next era, the silver people will perform their duties and act as guardians. And the important task of monitoring this world. This promise, in the eyes of people of this era, may be a little weird, even too trifling—just a promise, what can it mean
The people of this era, from the princes and nobles, to the people of the Li people, believe in out-and-out egoism, and there is only a naked interest relationship between nations, kingdoms and kingdoms, populations and populations. In the meantime, intrigue and deceit, order and change, have long been commonplace, conspiracy and betrayal are rampant in the world, this history has been hundreds of years.
Therefore they cannot imagine.
I can't imagine the era of shining brilliance, nor can I understand what is the promise between the nobles.
There was a time when Elroy uttered loudly in front of the sacred covenant. Every word he uttered was turned into silver words and was inscribed on the holy white slab, like shiny silver nails, one by one. Nailed into the long river of history. This is not for greed for power, but to prove right and wrong, right and wrong and black and white-as the King of Flame Gilt once said: This is a just cause and an ideal in the heart, so it is worthy of our protection.
What they do is for the long-term survival of civilization and order.
Therefore, for a thousand years, the people of silver have promised that they will never get involved in mortal wars. They have built a surveillance tower on the border of the civilized world that is even more dazzling than the stars. Although Brando had maliciously joked about Buja Humans are here to monitor the power of mortals in the entire world, but he is actually clear in his heart: "Their power has long surpassed the pinnacle of this world, so that mortals have to look up to their loneliness, even if mortals maliciously speculate that these wizards are manipulating behind their backs. The trend of history, but they also have to admit—'
'The fact is, the People of Silver have never crossed the line drawn by Elroy for a thousand years. '
The wizard of Bougainvillea has a motto: Disobedience of future generations is a damage to the noble behavior of the predecessors. In their eyes, the promise of the noble is not to be desecrated, the most precious thing in this world. Because it is too easy to destroy, once it is destroyed, it is difficult to find it again. William has regretted to the players more than once: the lives of mortals are too short, so they are too short-sighted, and it is easy for them to replace those noble values with their immediate benefits. It is difficult for them to understand that this is not worth the gain.
After Turlaman slowly finished the first half of the story, Brando raised his head and looked at the other person. I don't know if it was his illusion. He felt a certain deep sadness in the silver eyes of the elder.
He can actually understand where this sorrow comes from.
On the battlefield site of the final battle, if everything that happened in that temple really proved that the four sages were really wrong or not so righteous, it would cast a shadow on the sacred oath. The failure of future generations to keep their promises is a damage to the noble behavior of the predecessors, but what if all this is wrong from the beginning
Now there are only two options left in front of the four great temples and the people of silver—
Or, admit the mistakes of the predecessors and let the world accept a complete reform and baptism. After that, the four temples may disappear, but at least, there is truth that will live forever in the world. But it is more likely to sink the world into darkness, let conspiracy and lies obscure the light of reason, and make Warend the biggest stage for careerists in the next few hundred years.
Or, cover up the truth. Although it has tainted the heart of the self, the fire of civilization and order will continue to exist, at least so that the world will not fall into the flames. The battle of the saints has been over for a thousand years, and there is no reason to let the hatred of that era continue. It is too selfish.
The four temples chose the latter.
At that time, in addition to the dragon, in addition to the wizard leaders of the Silver Alliance, there were also the popes and high priests of the four temples. These people are different from the corroded moths below. They are true seekers of truth. Therefore, this choice was a huge pain and torment for them, because they knew it was a lie, but they had to use nobility as an excuse to cover up the lie. This was a double injury to the shining truth.
"Since the decision has been made to cover up the truth with lies, everything that happened on the battlefield of the final battle should no longer appear in front of the world," Tulaman said slowly after a long silence: "But the battlefield For the sacrifice of so many upper-class nobles, there must be someone responsible for this."
"this person… "
"It's your Royal Highness."
"Then my grandfather?"
"Actually, no one forced Darus to force him, but one day, he suddenly came to us—"
"You agree?" Brando asked calmly.
"Of course it's impossible," Tulaman shook his head. "But your grandfather said something to us like this..."
"He said, you can't let Princess Constance take this responsibility. She knows too much, and there are too many doubts in the whole incident, and she can't stand any doubt. More importantly, she is the same group that has entered. The leader of the nobles of the temple, if you have planned to cover up everything, then you must appease each of them. Therefore, not only can she be a sinner, she must also be a hero."
"Your grandfather looked at us with his head up, and the light flashing in his eyes is still unforgettable. Then he slowly said that you have sacrificed too much for this, and I can't let everything you do fall short, so , Let me come, here, only I have this qualification."
"After saying this, he turned and left the tent."
Brando quietly listened to these words, but he didn't say a word for a long time. He only felt a strange feeling surging in his heart, blinked his eyes, and his lips were a little dry and astringent.
This is the career of the noble, how can I dare to make people specialize in beauty
There is such a man, his silence contains too much meaning. Although he does not say a word, but looking back on the past, he can answer with a clear conscience the questions that most people in the world dare not face—he deserves it. My beliefs are worthy of my beloved woman. It requires not only courage, but also extraordinary wisdom. This man is his grandfather.
This is a life without regrets, and one can't help but yearn for it.
"The next trial is the next?" Brando asked quietly. He originally thought that his achievements had surpassed the back in his memory, but now it seems that it is still a child's trick. This idea can't help but let him He was ashamed.
"Next is the trial." Tulaman replied in a deep voice, "That trial... Those who really understand the truth know that it is just a trifle, and there are not many people who really dare to face the lie, so they are present. There are only a handful of people in, and most of the others are absent. So most people in the world think that it was a secret trial, but the truth is not like this. This is the last decent thing left to your grandfather."
"But as a friend of your grandfather, I was there at the time. After the trial, your grandfather should have been secretly executed, but for the reason you know, he was only relieved of all his duties and prestige and was secretly sent back to Egypt. Ruin."
"After that, almost no one has heard about him."
"In fact, there are only a handful of people who really know that your grandfather is still alive in Warend. Most of these people, including the high priests of the previous generation in the temple, have chosen to go because they couldn't bear the suffering of their hearts. Self-destruct."
"Do you know?" Tulaman said suddenly: "At the moment when the trial is over, the Supreme One in the Temple of Flame is the teacher of Vala above the throne of the Temple of Flame. , He turned around and whispered to me—"
"'To this day, what face do we have to pursue truth and correctness?'"
This sentence set off a stormy sea in Brando's heart.
At that moment, he suddenly understood why the entire continent fell rapidly and fell into complete darkness sixty years after the Battle of the Saints. Even the third holy war was called the most chaotic and darkest mortal war. In the next few hundred years, intrigue and deceit belonged to the age of careerists. Opportunities and cunning conspiracies were like undercurrents and turbulent rivers that swept through for hundreds of years.
With the advent of the slate war, the glorious wizards were also forced to put down their bodies and join the mortal wars. In that battle, the world changed its color, blood flowed into rivers on the earth, the order of the past was completely broken, and then eternal night descended, and the power of the evening descended on the earth irresistibly.
The torrent of history, at this moment, is like a long river rushing to him without stagnation.
The lock that was sealed in the Pandora's box with a click at this moment finally opened in Brando's heart.
'We are all sinners. '
'The lights of civilization have been extinguished from this moment, and the next is a long winter night. Maybe I will never see it light up again in the rest of my life. '
Although the Four Great Temples concealed all the secrets on the final battlefield, you can deceive everything, but you cannot deceive yourself. In Walla, in the heart of his legendary teacher, the believers' faith in justice and truth was irresistibly shaken. The temple lost the support of justice and glory, and everything they believed in naturally became a castle in the sky. The confusion of the high-levels inevitably spread throughout the temple. This confusion has been in the past half a century. After brewing, it turned into a panic uncontrollably.
If people realize that everything they insisted on before is wrong, then what is the point of this persistence
Furthermore, is the world created by the four sages really that correct
"This is the source of everything," Turlaman smiled bitterly: "The bitter fruit is brewed and eaten. It turns out that we made the wrong choice at the beginning. After that, according to the original plan, the dragon and the Temple of Flame were in private. An exchange was made underneath, allowing Constance to become the queen of the empire. This was not only to appease the nobles, but also to compensate your grandfather, but her merits and demerits were selectively downplayed by the Temple of Flame After all... it is impossible for them to complain."
"But what we didn't expect was that everything that happened in the Arka region would have an equally huge impact on Her Royal Highness, who was still in the cardamom years. What we didn't expect was that she eventually got the Dark Dragon. Inheritance."
"Later we learned that before returning to China, she had met your grandfather once. She asked your grandfather if he would work with her to correct historical mistakes."
"My grandfather... refused?"
Turalman nodded: "But he also kept his promise. He never revealed a word of that conversation in his life. We didn't receive a letter from him until after his death."
Brando knew that before his grandfather died, he had written a letter with these Bugans. He suspected that the same letter might have been sent to the Temple of Flame and several other temples.
"From that letter, we learned the true thoughts of the Cruz people's queen. It turns out... She wants to be the dragon of darkness."
"Become the dragon of darkness?" Brando's heart jumped slightly.
"Not only that, we don't know what she saw in the temple, but she must have seen more than those nobles. She seemed to believe that the actions of the four sages were a complete mistake, so She is determined to correct this mistake-whether it is to rule the world or to maintain what she believes to be correct."
"This is..." Brando asked in a deep voice, "The origin of this war right now?"
Tulaman nodded slowly.
Brando was silent for a moment: "You already knew all this?"
"Slightly earlier than you," Turlaman said with a wry smile again: "But we can't confirm whether this is the true thought in the heart of the Queen. After all, she has been tolerating for decades. She seems to be in Waiting for a moment, but no one knows what that moment is."
"Why didn't the Temple of Flame stop her?" After asking this question, Brando realized that he had asked a silly question. He really saw Tulaman looking at him helplessly. The master of the Temple of Flame-Vala, presumably Vala is still in deep confusion like everyone else. If the Temple of Flame cannot confirm that everything they did is correct, then they have any reason to stop it. Queen of Silver
What a crime.
Brando couldn't help groaning|groaned: "So, you didn't choose me? What virtue and ability do I have to stop the Queen?"
"Of course you have, little guy," the old man blinked at him playfully, "Don't think I don't know, you have not played any cards yet."
Brando immediately understood what the other party was talking about, the eldest son of Cruz, he suddenly felt at this moment whether he had let the guy stay with him and shot him in the foot. He couldn't help but said, "Well, there are cards. It's one thing, but the difference in power is one thing. Why should I sit in the same position as the Queen and play chess?"
"It seems so, but what she did is too crazy. Not everyone in the empire will support her. You can always find supporters, don't you? Besides, you are a descendant of Darus. No one is more suitable than you, maybe this is the will of God in the dark, little one."
"Then, you Bujas just stay out of here?" Brando replied somewhat irritably, "It's a good thing to be clean and self-conscious, but by this time you still cherish your feathers, it's a reputation, let alone the trouble is you. Provoked it."
Hearing these words, the old man's face dimmed suddenly.
He shook his head slowly.
"Hey, you don't understand, little guy, the four great temples are all confused, why are we not like this? Since that incident, we are now not sure that the choice we made must be right. There are already in the council. The loud voice asks us to avoid getting involved in mortal affairs as much as possible, so as not to repeat the same mistakes. This time, secretly helping you to form a fleet is already the limit we can fight for."
Tulaman had already spoken very sincerely, but Brando refused to accept his statement and replied: "But since you can't even confirm whether you are wrong or right, how can I guarantee that I stand by the Queen's The opposite is that it must be correct? In your opinion, I don't have any insistence on justice in my heart?"
"No, you are different, little guy, anyone can say that he is wrong, but you can't, because you are a descendant of Darus." Turlaman looked at him and said every word: "Noble behavior itself is absolutely impossible to be wrong. Even if we question our own choices, we will never think that those who sacrificed for justice insist on their ideals in their hearts."
"do you understand?"
The old man patted Brando on the shoulder: "The long night of civilization is coming, the flame is extinguished in the ashes, but under the embers, there is still a kind of fire. Maybe our generation will not see it reignite again, but for you In other words, it must be rekindled, and hope will be passed on from generation to generation?"
"And this is the mission of the pioneers you are pursuing—"
Brando fell silent after hearing this sentence.
He looked towards the west, a red sun was slowly sinking under the mountains, as if it was announcing the arrival of a cold night.
But in the dark.
Who would hold up the dots of torches
He raised his head, the image of the silent old man in his memory was unexpectedly clear and vivid; and at the same time, the prediction about the future that Tulaman said about the future also came to his mind...
'XVI: THE TOWER—
The lost moon took away the light.
XX: JUDGEMENT—
The light is lost.
XVII: THE STAR—
The silver generation was lost on the earth, walking forward in darkness and ignorance.
VIII: STRENGTH—
The coincidence of the emperor and the fool.
IX: THE HERMIT—
The rusty clockwork is being restored.
XXI: THE WORLD—
The sword that changes fate.